Chapter 170 – 170 – After It Passes, Even the Cold Becomes a Memory
The monsters that destroyed the back of the airship are pouring in. The direction in which that blindly crackling snout is headed is the pilot, Erina.
I can’t leave it like that. Of the six who infiltrated the ship, two were immediately shot down by Florica. The cutting edge that separated the monster from top to bottom flashed with a blue light similar to moonlight.
Garam, Gyoju Shin, and the agents rushed in and intercepted the three. The father and daughter, owners of the warrior’s sword, thrust their respective swords into the monster’s snout without hesitation, and the agents, who did not have strong weapons, spread out their swords and caught one of the monsters like fishing with a net to stop it.
So there is only one left. While the refugees were screaming and splitting to both sides, Adamantone ran forward, holding the hilt of his sword in anger. I almost felt like applauding the back of the guy who had forced away his frustration.
It was all in vain. The moment the broken, short swing of the sword split the air, Adamantone looked back with an expression of despair and resignation.
If so, it’s up to me. In fact, I was waiting in advance because I knew it was going to be a disaster. Of all the things I could pick up and throw, I picked the strongest one and held it up.
[···Is it really me who is the weapon of choice? Are you going to throw me to Pastafarian now?]
“Do you think I’m doing this because I want to? Because I don’t want to touch the body of a pervert like you?”
[Who is the cross-dressing boy? Wait a minute, let’s negotiate. Now that I think about it, I think there’s a lot of information I haven’t spewed out yet!]
“Ah, that would be a shame. I told you sooner!”
[Brother, my younger brother prays like this. That name is the great devil! A great devil who is fundamentally different from the ordinary devils that appear in small and medium-sized devil dens!]
Yagarum, held like a club and placed on his shoulder, wriggled his body and screamed. It was a blunt weapon whose disadvantage was that it was very noisy.
[I have captured a lot of heroes, and I can compete well with the smaller pieces of the Demon King’s fragments! I’d rather reform like that Adamantone guy and become a hero again, so couldn’t you be generous and recruit me as a colleague? The ending of being turned into poop by sea urchins with spaghetti noodles instead of spines is a bit too much!]
“Ah, it’s a shame. I’m the Great Devil, but I can’t die gracefully!”
[···Kwaaagh! You fucking bastard! I’ll laugh at you in hell, because Evenna’s half-bastard bastard will turn pale and jump when he sees your face!]
“I don’t know what this nonsense is, but I had fun, devil! Now go back to the dust!”
The moment the Adamantone fell to the deck due to the inertia of the scheduled squeak, I swung the Yagarum towards the fiercely approaching Pastafarian’s snout.
And I regretted it a little. There was no time to regret much. In an instant, its mouth opened wide and swallowed Yagarum at the same time.
Garam and Florica’s terrified screams rang out faintly. Damn it, I did my best and it’s like this again.
No. Not yet. I cannot accept the end of being eaten by a monster that resembles food. I won’t accept it.
There is a friend I haven’t been able to save yet.
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A very impressive sensation soaked my legs. The feeling of my hot, wet life cooling off. It looks like the wound that was tied up has burst.
Thena had a bad feeling. She felt like if she allowed her eyelids to close again and again, she might never be able to open them again.
However, he was not agitated again. You can’t hope to survive for long while standing on the firing line.
I know it well. Aren’t you a warrior?
We have prevented several massacres planned by the fallen ghosts of Edin. And every time I encountered them, I sent them to the underworld. It would be difficult to even count the number of people saved through this.
However, one strong resolution that I had before setting foot on the land of Daelan was not realized. It endures for a thousand years and becomes a sealing lock on behalf of the broken and broken Edin. To protect the world from demons for the next thousand years.
Is that half of the harvest the best we can reap in this life? If so, TENA could have willingly accepted the destruction of Hero Everlight’s purpose. Smelting and polishing can only postpone the end, and the final moment of fluttering metal pieces comes to every blade. Even if I was given a second chance, I wouldn’t have the confidence to sharpen myself and fight any more.
At least I didn’t live a suboptimal life. If so, great. The fact that the World Temple exists somewhere in the Great Forest of Elan has already been widely disclosed, so someone, even Thena, will step forward and heroically accept the role of the lock. In this way, Gunther’s absurd statement that brave men cannot be found in today’s world will be proven wrong.
That was it. Everyone will be safe. It would be okay to close your eyes comfortably.
Lastly, there is no reason to cling to the extravagant thought of wanting to see someone’s face one last time.
“···Burnt.”
However, the lingering feeling was like the smell of yeast from a bakery that she came across while walking and starving for several days, and it kept warm in Thena’s heart as she tried to ignore it.
I am afraid that one day I will suddenly close my eyes, like closing a book. She hopes that the trivial story of the human being she is will somehow continue. Some would say that it is a feeling that naturally arises if you love life. Another person might say it’s because I have an unfulfilled dream.
I don’t know. Things like self-love and future planning are luxuries available only to ordinary people.
Tena did not feel sorry for the fact that the world without her would be as happy as yesterday. There is a separate reason why the blue-geum warrior, who has long since left her on her mission, is afraid of the end of the story.
This is because in the story titled TENA Everlight, there are names and memories that I suddenly miss.
Her eyes, which she thought had dried a long time ago, become wet. Desperation and reality mix together in her muddy head. The sound of busy footsteps in the passage outside, where there is no way to tell whether they are enemies or friends, resembles the sound of rain hitting the inn window when I was young…
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The rainy season was getting longer.
Thanks to this, the inn exclusively for adventurers in the frontier city that served as the branch of the Party League was filled with loud sneezing sounds and the smell of wet leather. By all appearances, it is not a comfortable atmosphere to stay in, so there may be a lot of complaints within a few days. ‘Isn’t the Party Alliance an organization that exists for the welfare of adventurers? Where does the branch here spend all the commission it takes? Are you going into the fat branch manager’s belly?’
In a desperate effort to prevent such an incident, store clerks rushed to heat up free alcohol and milk and put them into the hands of shivering lounge users. The adventurers, whose faces were wrinkled, quickly became happy.
While the clerks were working very hard to deliver the hastily prepared warmth, the branch manager grabbed a new clerk and gave him separate instructions. ‘Take two glasses of milk with plenty of strawberry juice and set aside.’
The new clerk smiled brightly and nodded his head. In my mind, I was cursing the pig boss, asking if dessert was urgent enough to catch people who were so busy that they were about to run out of food.
Although he was unfairly stigmatized in everyone’s minds due to his obese body type, the federation branch leader never gave such instructions to satisfy his own self-interest.
Only a little later did the clerk learn the truth. The two glasses of strawberry milk had separate owners.
“How much does it cost together?”
“Let’s see. One hundred, two hundred, three hundred…”
As the little girl’s fingers count the coins that are the reward for the request, one by one, the fingers of the boy opposite her diligently write down the numbers called out by her colleague.
The new clerk briefly glanced at the sign at the entrance that read ‘Inn for adventurers only’ and then turned his gaze towards the two shabby-looking children. The meaning of the cheap knife hanging from his back and the well-used backpack was clear.
First, the clerk muttered earnest words of atonement in his heart to his employer. And then I trembled at the absurdity of the world.
Adventurer? Little kids whose feet can’t even touch the floor under the chair? What kind of evil in society pushed young boys and girls with many dreams into dangerous occupations?
As the clerk hesitated holding a tray of milk glasses, the boy turned around with his eyebrows raised.
“Is that our milk?”
“Uh, huh?”
“Are you keeping it because you think it’s a waste to give it to us?”
“Huh?”
“Or what are you doing instead of putting it down? If I catch a cold and the next request is canceled, are you going to ask for it?”
The employee, who was speechless due to the strange feeling, placed the branch manager’s special order on the table and ran away.
Thena looked at the back and pouted her mouth.
“It hurts my pride to look at you pitifully.”
“I thought that was what you thought, so I tried to tickle it on purpose. It was good, right?”
As her porter nodded solemnly, Thena giggled and ruffled her companion’s hair. Tan said, sweeping her hair to restore it to her new home.
“Adults might feel sorry for him because he lost his place at a young age and calls himself an adventurer.”
“We are doing a good job of taking care of ourselves.”
“But pride is far from economic efficiency. The strawberry syrup that the branch manager specially added to our milk is probably not something he prepared to flatter us. What about this pen and ledger that are sitting in front of me right now? They are free from the banker. That’s what I got. Thanks to you for looking pitiful when I opened the adventurer’s account.”
“Hmm.”
“It’s not a flaw. Paper is expensive, and what’s expensive is opportunity. From now on, we’ll have to pretend to be pitiful to adults again and again. That’s how we have to tear off extra party management supplies to save even a penny.”
“And the more we save, the closer our long-cherished project, the ‘Borvais Mountain Village Reconstruction Project’, will become a reality.”
“That’s the attitude.”
After sharing her toast with a grin, Tan carefully drank her milk. She was in a position where she couldn’t waste even a single drop of free food or ink on her ledger.
“Let’s see. Since I’ve earned this much, I’ll first send some living expenses to my younger brother at the academy.”
“Hmm. Thanks to my aptitude as a wizard, I’m glad that at least one of the three escaped being on the street.”
“I mean. Now, minus the equipment repair costs and lodging costs.”
“Uhm…”
“Suppose you buy three high-performance recovery potions at the Mithra Temple.”
“···Can’t we look for cheaper potions in other temples…?
“Absolutely not. You know this well because you’ve already drunk low-quality potions, right? It doesn’t get better and just gives you an upset stomach.”
“Why are all the right potions so expensive?”
“I can’t help it because it’s the price of my life. Anyway, I decided to eat boiled cabbage for dinner every night, so I saved this much on food…”
“Keuuuuu!”
Tena, who is a good eater, looked tearful. However, she could not object to the menu selection.
Tan also closed her eyes tightly. Since we’ve been satisfying our hunger with cabbage soup for several weeks now, we’re both feeling nauseous and having headaches.
Tan organized her ledger and showed the week’s results to Tena. But Thena covered her eyes with her hands.
“I can’t see it.”
“Still, you have to see it. You’re the leader.”
Tan brought the notebook closer.
“I have some exciting news, Party Leader Tena. For the first time since the party was formed, we have made a profit for three consecutive weeks. And this week’s performance is the best ever. Everything is going well.”
“···How many golds are left until the goal amount?”
“To buy a village by earning and spending like this week. Let’s see. Let’s say there are 50 weeks in a year.”
Tan took the number the banker roughly calculated and divided it by today’s income. And then he bit her lip slightly.
“Would I be able to earn as much as I did this week for 1,000 years?”
“···Should I change my breakfast to cabbage soup…?”
“That’s not possible. Then you might collapse from exhaustion during the mission…”
The two adventurers bowed their heads.
Wanderers who lost their hometowns to monsters can be commonly seen anywhere. There are quite a few people who hope to one day regain their hometown.
However, it would certainly not be common for small country children to attempt such a feat, as they might be from a royal or lordly family.
In most cases, they would have understood their situation and visited relatives or a workhouse. It’s much more suitable for kids than carrying a sword and a backpack.
Didn’t the people at the Mithra temple also hold on to them and earnestly persuade them? Instead of suffering through the dew and frost, why not stay in Mithra’s charity facility? Everyone does that.
However, the two did not want to become ‘everyone’. ‘Everyone’ so easily gave up on the precious memories that would remain in the village, turned away from the children whom Sister Monica had raised with great care, and dispersed somewhere to find their own way to live. Adults had no hesitation in becoming ‘everyone’.
But the two weren’t going to give up that easily.
The final goal of the Tena-Tan two-member party is to rebuild the village. And there will be one of two ways to achieve your goal. One day, they will grow into a legendary giant warrior party and drive out the monsters that have settled in their hometown by force, or they can save up a lot of money and hire worthy warriors to drive out the monsters.
Whatever their goal, it is a long, long way for two orphans who have no place to rely on, let alone a foundation such as land or a business. To get even a little closer, the only realistic means is adventure business.
The more risk you take, the greater the reward. Of course, my main source of income is chasing giant caterpillars out of cabbage fields, and at best I can only handle ratman hunting…
“Although now we hear that kids with F-class epaulettes have big dreams, the story will be different when we grow up. When 20- or 30-year-old idiots just started doing this, we were already great at that age. “He must have become an experienced person.”
While Tan was waving his index finger and talking, Thena’s eyes followed her scar that was stuck to that index finger. On the other hand, Tan flinched at the bandage on Thena’s pursed lips.
The porter thinks it’s absurd that velvet doll-like lips are rolling around in this mud. The warrior considers it unreasonable that he was given the only bandage even though it was stinging and painful.
Everyone does that.
My resolve wavers. When I realized that the height of the dream I had taken lightly was beyond my best. When I realized that the weight of the burden I had chosen was not only tormenting me but also my loved ones.
Thena looked around. There must be a reason why they are the only two little adventurers in this whole inn. Most of them would have been so smart that they wouldn’t have even started, and if there were any of them, they would have either died or quit.
As Thena hesitated and chewed her lip, Tan pretended to rewrite her ledger and she spoke indifferently.
“If you have something to say, say it.”
“You know, sometimes when your mother comes home…”
“Don’t say that.”
“···Every time you return to the village after an adventure, you bring all kinds of souvenirs and strange items as gifts for your siblings.”
Tan realized that Thena had made up her mind and stopped pretending to write down her ledger. She spoke cautiously as Thena wiggled her toes inside her wet boots.
“And the one who carried it to the entrance of the village was his colleague, a porter, right?”
Tan bit her lip tightly.
There is a popular belief that aptitude is inherited. For example, if a warrior and a wizard marry, only a warrior and a wizard are born.
Scholars dismiss it as meaningless now that numerous aptitudes are mixed into various bloodlines, but it is true that warrior families put great effort into managing their lineage through the so-called ‘warrior’s soul.’ It is also a reality that even porters in such families are subject to harsh ridicule and teasing on the day they are born.
The adults in the village used to talk carelessly about a porter who followed her mother all the way to the village entrance, as if his identity was certain. Because Tan was a porter.
Even though I tried to answer whether my younger brother was a wizard, it didn’t help. Such counterarguments only encouraged the imagination of adults.
“However?”
“Just in case, just in case.”
“Maybe that person is my father, and maybe she doesn’t even know that my mother is dead, and I’m sure she’ll look for us if she finds out.”
Tan put down his pen, his hands shaking.
“Go and ask them to raise you? Give up everything you’ve been doing? Would that be more reasonable at our age?”
“Wow, did you learn mind reading?”
Tena, who was purely surprised and amazed, quickly recoiled when she saw Tan’s expression.
“I definitely said ‘perhaps’-“
“The people in the party alliance clearly said that my mother died after being caught in a fire and collapse while rescuing people during a mission. He, a fellow party member, would have known first that something like that had happened, and it could have happened while they were away from each other by chance. Even if this happened, there’s no way you wouldn’t know about it unless the Federation hides it.”
“···Do not be angry···.”
“What’s more, we proudly registered our name in the Party League and are active. Whether he is my father or not, if I had wanted to find ‘Tannhäuser Bantais’, I would have found it a long time ago. My younger sister, who went to study in the Empire, also knows that uncle. “I’ll be taking care of you!”
Tan sighed and stopped getting angry. It was partly because my stomach was growling, but it was also difficult to keep throwing a tantrum when I saw my childhood friend’s sullen face.
“I know. The man who didn’t go deep into the village and was watching us from a distance at the edge of the hill might have been our father, who we couldn’t even pretend to know because he had a deep story behind us.”
“···Could it be the emperor of the empire?”
“That went too far. Shouldn’t the secret of birth belong to you, the warrior, not the porter?”
Thena realized she had made the same mistake as the elders in her village and shut her up. Tan, who knew that she had no ill will toward her immature childhood friend, eventually laughed it off.
“But, if that person were really my father… He would have at least pretended to know me like a mother. If he didn’t even pat me on the head, it would be too much for him and me.”
“I see···.”
Tena gloomily agreed to Tan’s subtle mature comments. And then she smiled and stretched out her hand.
“Come here. I’ll pet you for you.”
“Don’t do it, your gloves are wet and it feels weird. Besides, Payalo, the son of a horseshoe maker, did that a long time ago, and he was so curious that he ran to check his identity. But he said he wasn’t actually a person.”
“You’re not a human? Are you a monster?”
“It was an elf. So if you want to ask that person if he/she wants to take care of her because of his old relationship with her mother, you have to pay a lot of money and take the cross-country train to Dae Elan. That’s crazy.”
Thena opened her eyes wide.
“Wow, elf dad… I’m sorry.”
“Are you a fool, do my ears look long in your eyes? The reason Payalo said that in the first place was to tease me and tell me to put away my false expectations since he probably wasn’t my father.”
“But who was Payalo? Oh, he was the boy who pulled your sister’s hair and fought with you?”
“To be exact, at that time, he was the kid who got into a fight with my younger brother for teasing us about being children without a father. So he got into a fight with me right away.”
Payalo, who was the self-proclaimed alley captain of the mountain village of Borvais, was an aptitude for strength. Additionally, he was good at grabbing at a child level. He was able to hold a wizard girl who couldn’t even create fireworks and a porter boy who was bad at fighting, one in each hand and shake his hair.
Of course, there was a reason why the title of alley leader was nothing more than a self-proclaimed title. Because there lived a blue-haired beast in Borvais.
“···Of course we both know the results.”
Thena’s eyes rolled back when she saw the sight of the Ban Thai siblings being crushed by a gangster three years older than her, and Payalo, who was intoxicated with her sense of victory and failed to notice the approaching disaster, was unable to walk back to her house that day. Even after Sister Monica, out of concern for the torn hearts of her child’s parents, painstakingly removed the scar, the boy continued to suffer from nightmares.
The bad boys giggled as happy memories came to mind, and the two chatted for a while about what happened afterwards. The mother of the alley leader, who was running wild on the street, stepped on manure and fell in front of Sister Monica’s prayer house. Tena was appointed as the leader of the village children for a while, but as she ran around the mountains and fields, no one could keep up with her physical strength, so she was naturally dismissed. Tan’s younger sister, after much effort, created the magic fire for the first time and sneaked into Payalo’s room, where he was covered in a blanket and whimpering in defeat, and burned his hair.
The adventurers, who were suffering from untimely depression due to the sound of rain and dampness, turned around blankly when a duet of lively laughter was heard from a corner of the inn.
The two children were very happy. Forgetting about their swollen fingers and hungry stomachs, forgetting that their travel expenses would run out within a month and having to go on another mission, and forgetting that the pot-bellied branch manager who had come out to the lounge was looking at them, whimpering in sympathy.
And the recollection of those memories came to a clattering halt on a topic I couldn’t remember what it was now.
Tan still couldn’t remember why the fight started. Not only because of what the topic was, but also because it was such a deadly topic that her heart suddenly became petty. The only thing that is certain is that the mood of looking sideways at each other due to the camaraderie of shared joys and sorrows was fatally shattered.
Tena grumbled that she should have just walked around alone, and Tan whined that she was the one who dragged her into her foolish troubles. In the village of Borvais, they would have argued and reconciled in the evening, but on that day, the humidity and cold made her feel strangely lonely, so she felt soaked for a long time.
Even after the rain stopped, the petty conflict continued. We argued over which mission we would be given – gathering herbs or scouting for traces of monsters – and since there were two suitable caves for camping, our stubbornness inevitably clashed.
Finally, as night fell, the two snorted at each other and lay down far away. Of course, his back was turned.
Suddenly, her body temperature was higher than usual and she couldn’t sleep, but instead of giving in to the chill, Tan decided to endure with her pride. Tena had no intention of giving in first unless he declared surrender and rolled over.
Tan glanced at Tena, and realized that Tena was also glancing at her Tan. Tan, who was even more offended for some reason, clicked her tongue and turned her head.
Then I opened my eyes and thought for a long time.
His fingers under his head tingled. The injury was caused by being rubbed by a rough rope while making a knot trap. Thena was very sad to see the blood flowing from her finger. So much so that she even bothered to put the remaining recovery potion bandage on her finger.
In Tena’s opinion, Tan’s fingers were the property of an adventurer, but Tena’s own lips, which were injured while fighting a monster, did not seem like a big deal.
Tan thought that was a short-sighted attitude. Not only is it common sense that her lip scars take precedence over her finger scars, but there was definitely something unique about Tena’s beauty.
It would be great if things worked out as they both hoped, but realistically, the adventures of pre-teens are unlikely to have a happy ending. Even if one day this work goes to waste and they cease to be adventurers, Tan hoped that Thena would live a decent life instead of being shackled by the traces left by her failed adventures.
Suddenly, Tan found himself in conflict. Isn’t it too childish for people who care about each other so specifically to still be confused about things like what happened yesterday?
Okay, let’s make up. I can’t help it today because my pride won’t allow it, but tomorrow morning, let’s make a mature gesture of reconciliation first, saying we’re sorry.
To be honest, there aren’t many options. If I fight, I’ll lose. Didn’t she see with her own eyes the sight of Payalo flying in the sky?
But why did we fight?
I remember it clearly. That night, she fell into a peaceful sleep with those thoughts in mind.
I shouldn’t have done that. That day, she should have immediately shaken Tena’s shoulder and told her to make up.
If I had come up with that thought even a little sooner, the nightmare of waking up scared by Thena’s screams might not have happened.
It is difficult to keep a watchful eye on a two-person party. Since it was so close to the village, I did not expect to be attacked so boldly. I jumped up and lifted the lantern, but it was too late.
The person who came into the cave and surrounded the two children with a mean laugh was Newtrock, a monster with a rodent head and the height of a child.
As for tools, they only use spears carved out of stone, and their individual combat power is not great, but they are never assigned to F-class missions.
It’s because they like human meat.
Many adventurers throw their dreams of Cheongun into the world before they turn twenty. And not being able to bloom at a young ageDie.
Stories like that are not told around the world.
It’s a very common reason
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“Tan? TAN!”
The mind that seemed to have melted barely returns to orbit.
I felt like I had a dream where I was happy and then suddenly fell into hell. When I opened my eyes, groaning from a headache, I saw the face of Sister Monica smiling kindly.
As I looked around in confusion, I saw the relieved smiles of Morgan, Eshen, Nidrogar, and Isilun, one after another. Eshen came up to me with a big smile and stroked my head.
It’s strange. Tena also had that habit.
For some reason, I felt relieved and hugged Eshen tightly. Eshen laughed out loud and lifted me up in his arms.
“I told you, you bastards! Don’t worry! Tan is a stone head, right? I’ve bumped into it a few times, so I know!”
“What did you do when you hit your head? Huh?”
At Garam’s question, which seemed like she was clenching her teeth, Eshen flinched and closed her mouth.
When I turned around, I saw Garam, Florica, Shin Gyoju, and Erina sitting there looking down at me. Adamantone, exhausted, is lying on the floor in the distance, gasping for breath.
Among the refugees looking around in confusion, no one was scared or crying, so perhaps we had safely escaped the Pastafarian monsters.
That’s enough for now. With the careful support of Eshen and Sister, I slowly regained my balance. And I looked around, pointing at the creaking bone.
“… Looking at the noise, it doesn’t seem like it was a dream. And seeing as my limbs are still attached, it looks like at least they were pulled out safely before they were eaten by the pasta monster…”
“I heard we all rushed in together and rescued him in time. The demon Yagarum wasn’t so lucky.”
I nodded at the sister’s words. And I imagined that Yagarum would have turned into feces and been sprayed into the air.
Honestly, I feel refreshed.
“Damn it, we arrived safely after crossing the demon world. We did it…!”
“No problem… Wait, what kind of scary words do you mean, Tan? You mean you crossed the demon world?”
“It’s a long story, sister. First, let me just say that I’m happy to see you again. So where are we? What were you all doing?”
After giving the happy sister a tight hug, I looked around the room made of crystal and said, Not only the wall surrounding it in the distance, but even the city the size of a theme park seen in the Demon World all had the texture and light of amethyst. It looked like a miniature decoration carved out of crystal and blown up.
When asked ‘What were you doing?’, Morgan, covered in sweat, smiled awkwardly. Isilun, who was out of breath, refused to explain and looked at Nidroga.
Nidrgar looked at his surroundings and pretended to hide the elf he was holding at his side behind his back. It was as if there had been an accident that was too difficult to handle.
The male elf, whose body was tightly bound with ropes, groaned in pain as his posture changed.
It seems a bit difficult to explain what he was doing. I decided to start with an easier topic.
I pointed to the elf that Nidroga had taken prisoner.
“Who is that-“
I realized the answer before I even asked. So he froze with his finger raised.
I suddenly remembered what I had dreamed about while I was passed out. And I could perfectly understand why that dream was connected to this moment like a thunderbolt.
In fact, it wasn’t just the street leader Payalo. I, too, tried to somehow identify the face of ‘that man’.
There was a time when I looked over the hill, gloomily waiting to see when my mother would come back, and the moment I saw the silhouettes of my mother and the man, I rushed down to the village entrance.
I once hid behind a rock like that and peeped. But he was not human. Since the Ban Tai siblings did not have long ears, blonde hair, or any talent for archery, the probability that the fellow elf porter accompanying her mother was their father was greatly reduced.
It did mean it was decreasing.
Of course, that doesn’t mean unconditionally. If my guess is true, it may be possible.
What else is impossible in the first place? Isn’t this someone you never thought you’d meet here in the first place?
Lenny Astala, who was looking around with his small stature at the back of the group, spots me standing up and jumps out. And as she was about to wave her hand to welcome me, she suddenly observed me with her cold face.
As if she had discovered something important to check before asking her companion how she was doing, Lenny slowly shifted her gaze towards Nidroga’s captive. It looks like they are trying to compare.
My conclusion was faster than Lenny’s. There was something she could feel without having to look closely. The elf’s face has eyes and jaw lines that are at first glance similar to mine as a young adult.
‘If Evenna’s half-bastard son sees your face, he’ll turn pale and jump up -!’
I closed my fingers and hesitated for a moment, then opened them again.
And he pointed to the elf who looked at me and turned pale.
“Danar Numen Evennarsson?”
“The crown was also taken off. How did you know? Isn’t this your first time seeing it?”
“···Oh my god.”
