Chapter 40 – 40 – Please DM for Boarding.
“No matter how strong the power of the sun is, how can you ignore the authority of the lake goddess who founded this land? But what makes me even more indignant.”
Hero Bjordin, a man who loved Vanir, burst into anger.
I guess I was really so angry that I couldn’t bear it. Because my red, swollen face looked like it was about to explode.
“There is nothing I can do for you. How on earth could this be?”
“The hero has worked hard enough. What should we do? It was decided by the queen and the party alliance.”
The Mithraists seem to have secretly hid behind the believers to prevent worldly people from interfering. First of all, you have a total disregard for the security of another country.
Vanir’s national power is not so weak that it has to compete with Mithraism. But having a fight with Mitra is a different matter.
It would be a pain in the ass if there was a big news story and someone was falsely accused. Because annoying complaints will attack you like a swarm of bees.
Anyway, because of that, the Hero Party Alliance received a request from the Queen and recommended it to us.
‘Leave Vanir and find a way to deal with monsters elsewhere.’
We don’t care. Because I have already decided on my future. To ‘Dragon’s Nest’ recommended by Nidroga.
Furthermore···.
“···I know that feeling.”
“Do you feel sympathy for old man Beurdain? Because of the false accusation put on you by that Adamantong or Adamantone bastard?”
Eshen, whose expression had become somewhat relaxed after last night, grinned as he wrapped his arms around my neck.
“Tell me when I see your face. I will tear you into pieces regardless of whether you are a bastard or a bitch.”
“Thank you for your words, but it’s a shame to get your hands dirty because of a guy like that.”
I sighed as I stroked Eshen’s head.
The Porters’ Association sent an owl letter addressed to me. Fortunately, the charge of inappropriate heterosexual contact was acquitted.
Before I could even properly hear the statements of my old party members, the Lie Detection Orb turned red and started buzzing.
Still, the Hydra Bone issue can’t be helped, so the debt of 100,000 gold remains.
Actually, as long as I can work, that’s fine. Isn’t it something to eat, live and see?
…And actually, I’m probably trying my hardest to contact the opposite sex right now.
Am I okay like this?
It still is. Eshen grabbed my wrist and kept rubbing his palm on the top of my head and cheek.
“Hehe. Hehe. Kihihi.”
“···Eshen, what’s wrong? Did you come out without washing your face?”
“I’m falling behind. This tactless-“
My shoulders automatically shrink from the creepy feeling of death.
Eshen opened his eyes and paused, looking like he was thinking deeply about something, then returned to his frowning cat-like expression.
It’s as if there’s a reason to be willing to get over it no matter what kind of bullshit they commit.
“No. Do whatever you want. I love you, porter.”
“···What, just now?”
“Why is he like that?”
When the party members turned around with strange expressions, Eshen narrowed his pupils in surprise and threw away his arm.
While Ji Sung, the official party cat, looked the other way and looked at the distant sea, I grabbed my missing arm joint and rolled over, screaming.
And at the same time, I tried to avoid Sister Monica’s sharp gaze.
That cruel smile hidden behind the kindness.
You can tell by hunch. If you look at it, the death sign appears.
“As expected.”
And on the other side, Villena was looking at me blankly with a very empty expression.
Instead of picking up all the things that spilled out of the cart loaded with laboratory tools.
“That’s how it was. What on earth did I hope for…”
Why are you doing that again?
…Is it possible for me to survive without getting caught in the first place?
“I will make this country prosper! I will make sure that even the headquarters of Mithraism cannot ignore it!”
No matter what kind of mess we were creating, Beurdin didn’t care and continued to vent his anger.
My love for this country feels so sad. However, it seems that someone was just shocked by that sight.
“I’ve heard enough about your patriotism. Now get the hell out of here, kid.”
“···Where are those words, Captain Tomko? I can’t comfort my comrades who were together in life or death…”
“If you lose a political fight to idiots with sunbeam badges on their chests, don’t stop and complain while your guests are on their way.”
Captain Tomko, with his back to the majestic ship, casually plunged his dagger into Beuer Redin’s chest.
And the male navigator I saw last time was a bit smarter than his father.
“Menopausal men are like that, right?”
Beurdin, who suffered irreversible damage, disappeared while being supported by his men. Tomko, who was looking at his back sadly, blurted out.
“Dragon’s Nest? Seriously?”
“There is no need to take me all the way. I will ride Nidroga from the middle.”
Said Lennie, who had given up trying to explain where it was on the map. Tomko shrugged.
“We have no intention of taking you guys to a place that is not on the navigation chart. We are not pirates from fairy tales.”
And yet, is preparing a ship in advance anything but fairy-tale-like romance?
It seems that seasoned Captain Tomko guessed it in advance. Things will go wrong because of Mithraism.
I saw that they were planning to evacuate us to a ship in the port if something serious happened.
You probably didn’t know that they would suddenly take us to an unknown location.
“It’s purely out of revenge against that monster. We need to make sure we deal with the bitch who tried to turn us into eunuchs.”
“Okay.”
“I didn’t do this to please you guys. Don’t laugh and get on quickly. There’s a long way to go.”
When Tomko averted his eyes and got irritated, Nenya and Leni, who kept laughing, got on the boat first.
Villena and Nidroga, who were carrying a lot of things in a cart, followed them.
And then it was me. Tomko looked behind me and frowned.
“What?”
“I mean luggage.”
Eshen was trying to make up for what happened earlier with an expression of affection.
Thanks to you, I was embarrassed. I didn’t know he was going to fall because he was riding on my back and rubbing his cheeks.
And the sister, smiling coldly with an emotionless expression, was holding the strap of my bag as if it were the leash of a pack horse.
Tomko shook his head, not wanting to guess what was going on.
“Stop talking nonsense and just sign the bill. Don’t you have a mana quill for accounting?”
“There’s a problem, Captain. I appreciate the favor, but it seems a little expensive.”
“···Women charge 1.5 times the fare.”
“Why?”
“It’s not because I want to, it’s because I have to appease the disgusting sailors with money.”
“Do sailors hate women?”
“You porter knows that’s not possible. There is probably no group of people who worship women as much as immature young sailors.”
Her sister nodded her head in understanding.
“Is it because of the superstition that if a woman gets on a boat, the boat will sink?”
“Yes. It’s simply because of superstition, priests of an unknown god. In fact, these guys don’t like to burn priests who aren’t servants of the sea goddess.”
“I understand that it’s not because you hate me. Hatred and superstition are different.”
“Thank you for being lenient. In my eyes, it’s either that or that… But what are you doing?”
I took the fare list handed over by the captain and was stopped when I inadvertently tried to draw a line in the men’s compartment.
Tomko pointed to the women’s section of the fare list.
“You too. Wouldn’t you think it strange if I rode at a man’s price?”
Suddenly, the porter’s pride was tickled.
Of course, I know that I am grateful that they prepared the ship right away. I don’t want to be rude to the famous Captain Tomko.
But this price is a bit high. Chesheny also did not pay at the asking price.
“What if the other party members dress as men too, Captain?”
Tomko nodded his head sharply. He looked surprised, as if that was a brilliant idea.
“I understand. Where do you want the bullet to hit?”
There are many powerful enemies in the world with whom bargaining is not effective. I obediently paid the woman’s fare and got on the boat.
———–
The young and inexperienced sailors would laugh and look at our party members.
This was certainly the case in the ports of Visserk and Vanir. Not now.
Now they were avoiding the party members, looking like they were looking at a ghost.
‘A woman is stepping on the deck of our ship? Is she a ghost? With an expression that thinks,
Normally, it was in the same vein that he would dare to whisper to the navigator, who was the second highest person after the sea goddess and the captain, that he was ‘crazy’.
“The navigator is breaking into the woman’s cabin? Do you want to become a ghost? That’s what they think.”
‘Morgan Tomko’, the mate of the privateer ‘Hanged Julian’, muttered mockingly.
Unlike the sailors, our party members did not think Morgan was crazy. The navigator’s identity was a cross-dressing woman, and she was Tomko’s daughter.
Morgan Tomko, with her cool features, was rolling around with excitement as it was her first time talking to women in a long time.
Out of consideration, on a blanket filled with sailors. Thanks to this, an unexpected pajama party atmosphere was being created.
“You guys are really idiots. Why do you think the guest room is like this?”
“Isn’t that what you thought? ‘Don’t women like soft things?'”
“Wow, how did you know! Correct!”
Morgan clapped his hands and laughed with friendly Lennie.
I also laughed along with myself unconsciously. And immediately she heard a cold whisper.
“Are you happy?”
“···I did everything wrong, sister.”
“Tan didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t care who I laughed at or who I had a good night with. In the end, I was the one who got ‘Mother’ and Tan involved, right?”
In fact, people who say they don’t care about anything are the ones who care the most. Just as people who are not interested in money are the most crazy about it.
And they say that people who laugh and get angry are the scariest.
The sister was giving off an eerie aura. At first glance, he smiled as if he was explaining his travel plans in a friendly way.
“But my turn will be coming soon, right?”
“···I promise.”
“When?”
“······This isn’t a pirate ship. It’s a little bit-“
“When?”
While I was fiddling around, the topic of the party members and Morgan turned to ‘Dragon’s Nest’.
“The dragons gather at their hometown during this time and hold a festival?”
“Yes. Homecoming, seasonal festivals. No different from humans.”
“Oh, it’s no different from people… People usually enjoy a feast at festivals, but aren’t we the ones bringing food to the festival?”
This was aimed at the sailors who were eavesdropping outside the door.
Three boys who appeared to be no older than fifteen ran away screaming as the ship sailed away.
Morgan chuckled, thinking she had been fed properly, and Nidrogar laughed in a different way.
“Absolutely not. No matter how hungry I am, would I still eat people?”
“Well, elves don’t attack people unless they disturb the forest. But I guess things are different with dragons.”
Morgan, rolling over on the blanket, pulled her lips to hers with her fingers and pretended to bare her teeth.
“Your teeth are sharp.”
Nidroga just chuckled.
But strangely enough, Villena got angry and came forward.
“Such ignorant words. Dragons are not such ignorant creatures!”
“···Huh?”
“It’s rare to find a dragon whose only identity is ‘dragon’. Do you know what that means?”
“I don’t know. How do I know that?”
Morgan cast a questioning look at her companion, Nidroga, but Nidroga smiled and beckoned Villena as if telling her to listen.
Villena began to rumble, pounding the blanket with her fists.
“Listen carefully, you ignorant pirate with no sensitivity to this race!”
The alchemist began rudely, but Morgan simply nodded, her eyes sparkling.
“I’m listening.”
According to Villena, a dragon takes on a mortal form at some point during its growth period. Humans, elves, dwarves, beastmen, etc.
And if nothing special happens, we live with that ‘mortal identity’ for the rest of our lives.
People call it ‘play’, but in reality, it is closer to their lives.
It’s just that their lifespan is longer and their bodies are stronger than others, so it lasts for an infinitely long time.
“So, if you encounter a dragon in human form.”
Morgan exclaimed, covering her mouth with her gathered hands.
“You mean that person can only turn into a dragon, but his inner thoughts are the same as mine?”
“Are there just people? Sometimes it can be a blue whale or a raccoon. Every living creature in nature you encounter can be a dragon!”
“Wow. That’s fascinating. The whale you sometimes see when you’re on a boat, could it have been a dragon?”
Morgan smiled in admiration. It would have been a truly interesting lecture if it had ended there.
“Whale? Yes. Whale!”
But Villena didn’t know to stop there.
“···Humans are intelligent beings who are unable to appreciate the fact that they share the world with other intelligent beings. Paradoxically, the fact that pan-ethnic citizenship was advocated by Oscar Manto, a human scholar who was not of any other species, is a matter of respect between species. The consensus in academia is that this is because it is the least inherent in the human species. For example, a creature with no common sense that hunts a smart creature like a whale by building a whaling ship is the only one…”
That’s a good thing. That’s really nice.
However, one of two things seems certain to happen. I get sleepy in the middle of the night, or my ears pop.
Leni and Nenya put up pillows and covered their ears with expressions like they were starting again. The brain’s history appears to be impressive.
Morgan, looking dizzy, waved his hand.
“Ah, okay, stop. Stop. I said I was wrong.”
“Why don’t you stop-“
After pouring out her words triumphantly, I froze. She held her fingers up in a heated manner.
Then he looked back at Nidroga with a sad face.
Nidrogar smiled and nodded his head.
“···Did I do that again?”
“It was fun though.”
“What’s the fun of it? Just complaining about the stuffiness in your closet.”
Eshen smiled warmly and poured out cruel accusations.
Of course, it was a sound that only my ears could hear, and that Villena, who was alone and depressed, could not hear.
As if she sensed a kindred spirit in Eshen’s expression, Morgan slowly crept over and sat down next to her.
“Wow, what just happened? Is he a scholar?”
“Yes. I am a scholar.”
“Somehow, I couldn’t listen to it. I will never be like that smart guy. It’s better to throw up because my stomach is rocking than to throw up while reading a book.”
“Are you also suffering from bag strap phobia? Nice to meet you.”
Eshen paused before extending her hand to Morgan. And she withdrew her hand again.
“True. That’s what you were. ‘A bitch who won’t share with a man.'”
“What do you mean?”
“There is something like that.”
Morgan Tomko looks like he has no idea what he’s talking about, but I remember.
What Eshen said about Morgan in Visserk a few days ago.
‘That’s not a bitch to ‘share’ a man. That’s a bitch that’s going to ‘take it all’ I said so.
Morgan scratched her head, which was as blue as the dawn sky, and then, as if something about her occurred to her, she clapped her hands and grabbed Eshen.
“By the way. It was you, right? The guy who took the gift I gave the porter.”
“You have a good memory. You remember that now. It’s hard to find someone who’s smarter than me.”
“What are you talking about? Anyway, give me back the dagger I gave you. It’s an expensive item to give away for free to win the favor of a ‘woman’.”
Since he was dressed simply and pretending to be a man on the ship, the other sailors wouldn’t know, but I think it means that it was a gift given to me, a man, to gain favor.
Out of sheer horror, I turned to look next to her and saw Morgan, as expected, glaring at me with a smile on his face. With half playful, half challenging eyes.
But Eshen shook her head, pretending not to understand.
“You said that was sexist.”
“···You also have a really embarrassing style.”
“And I can’t give it back in the first place.”
“What, did you sell it?”
Morgan was shocked. She looked back at me and she grinned sinisterly.
I was so scared that I had to think about what it meant for a moment before it came to mind.
The city of the Vanir pantheon. On that street.
Eshen chewed up the dagger in front of the Mithra paladins as a show of force…?
“Eshen.”
“Why.”
“Do you know how much that artifact is worth?”
“I don’t know. Do I need to know?”
“You didn’t know that and just chewed it up?”
“···I got it as a gift anyway, isn’t it free?”
Even the sister, who was horrified by his overly arrogant attitude, began to look at Eshen with astonished eyes. Only then did Eshen seem to think something was wrong.
I began to notice the party members with dry eyes. As expected, Nenya, who I overheard at surprising timing, was walking towards me with a scary expression.
The accounting elf held Eshen’s hand tightly and interrogated him. Soon after, Eshen hesitated and confessed.
Upon hearing that the artifact dagger was broken, Morgan sighed as if it was a waste.
“Oh my. It was an important item.”
“How much?”
“Um, just a keepsake from mom?”
The air in the cabin became cold. Even Nidro, who always seemed to be relaxed and without any sense of crisis, began to shake the hand that was wiping her horn.
But Eshen shamelessly lifted his chin and looked confident that a person could do that.
She quickly started to get down on her knees. It may seem like a really cheap person, but at least it is the wisest decision at this point.
Morgan Tomko, however, smiled coolly and waved her hand.
“Hey, that’s enough. Forget it. I forgive you.”
“Really? I’m really sorry-“
“Back first, you bitch!”
Her palm, which had been stretched out as wide as the sea, instantly flew into Eshen’s face.
