Chapter 63 – 63 – Some Family Problems
When the sun rose in the sky.
Rod called together the people involved in the case. Colleagues of the ‘Special Monster Slaying Party’. The executives of the ‘Queen’s Handgun’, including the captain and his successor, the navigator.
And whether the child forgot about it or abandoned it because it wasn’t that important, Adamantone’s two lovers were locked in the isolation room. Moriba and Mindina were lying face down on the floor, their hands and feet tied in shame.
However, Nidrogar was not on that list. From the whispers of the dragons who came to see it, it seemed like the Lord had not called on purpose.
···There is a rumor going around that since the day before yesterday, he locks his door and doesn’t come out, except when he eats and goes to the bathroom. I had an idea why, so I gave up on asking more details.
Of course, I also received the Lord’s call. The place where everyone gathered was on the other side of the beach where we were resting.
It had a large harbor, a wide landing strip, and large, handsome marble buildings.
“Dragon’s Porch.”
The ancient writing engraved on the entrance was illegible, but the elf Nenya read it for me. Leni added with admiration.
“It is said to be a place that serves all of the main entrance, checkpoint, and reception room used to welcome guests. If I hadn’t heard the explanation, I would have thought it was a huge temple.”
“It’s the main entrance and the living room. None of us have come in here. Is that okay?”
“Of course, it would be more polite to go through here, but if the ship has a lot of holes like ours, it is okay to skip the process. Moreover, one person who arrived late showed up in a completely broken piece of ship.”
Leni looked pitifully at Florica, who was gaunt and struggling to breathe.
And soon, my gaze shifted to the two-pack backpack in both hands.
I put down my backpack. Even though it was on the sand, there was a hollow, heavy sound. Leni opened her eyes wide.
“What on earth are you carrying with your hands full?”
“Rock.”
“···It’s full of rocks. Are you going to throw them when they come?”
“I just brought it here as a finishing touch to the exercise I’ve been doing since dawn. It’s training to strengthen endurance and muscle strength, which are essential for porters.”
‘Farmer’s Walk’. As befits the name of the farmer’s walk, its essence is simply to bear the weight of walking while carrying a full load.
It’s a magical movement where the force is squared in proportion to the distance. No matter how talented you are as a porter, it is inevitable that you will sweat.
I had to lose strength and sweat. Because I started thinking a lot and wanted to run away. With what face should I look at that family again? And what kind of face will the people in that family face me?
“Villena said the same thing. She has a story that inevitably complicates her thoughts. I understand. She is a close former colleague, and at the same time, she is the perpetrator’s parent.”
Lennie patted my back comfortingly. And she grimaced at the sudden surprise.
“You crazy bastard. Are you going to welcome the noble Hero family with your lowly body stained with dirty sweat?”
Mindina fiercely shouted at me. Yongokjol was embarrassed and pulled on her rope, but Mindina did not erase the bitterness in her eyes even as she dragged her arms.
“You’re so arrogant about being a porter, Tan Bantai! Do you think you can fool the world with that humble cross-dressing artifact? I told Adamantone everything. Now everyone will know about your pervert tricks!”
Among the wizard’s aptitudes, Min Dinah was born with an aptitude for giving attributes.
The artifact was created by ancient people, but its essence is a sophisticated device with magic. Mindina seems to have seen through my disguise’s identity with her clarity.
But that’s a big threat. After having an accident where I fucked Rod’s daughter, issues like money and cross-dressing no longer even enter my mind.
“I have never been forced to dress properly by Hero Mancellarion.”
“Then what about the Dragon Lord, the Supreme Being? Are you saying I can be rude to him by showing my wet face in front of him?”
Okjol, the dragon wearing a shirt with a palm tree on it, looked down at the top of Mindina’s head as if it were absurd.
Even the Lord afar away was dressed in the same simple farmer’s clothing as when he greeted us. The only people following the dress code here are Mindina and Moriba, who are wearing ropes like prisoners.
I didn’t talk long.
“Sweat is my effort, effort is my suit.”
“Dog sound!”
Lennie, who was quietly listening to the question and answer, scratched his ear and tilted his head. Then he stood between us.
“Hey, ma’am.”
“Ma’am? Madam? You little bitch, what are you saying to me now?”
If there’s one sound less delicate than the word ‘ma’am, it’s the sound of kicking her jaw and breaking it.
As her metal-plated boot struck Mindina in the face, she dropped her head in a daze, unable to form her words.
Even the dragon Okjol was scared and made a gesture to push Leni away. Like a referee in a duel who prevents additional hits when recovery is impossible.
Lennie fiddled with the hilt of her sword with a frightening look on her face that she had never seen before. Moriba, who had been observing her silence, quickly covered her eyes.
“Let’s open the mouth delicately. Aren’t you the ones who attacked us to slit our throats?”
“Hey! Let’s not do this! Even though you are our benefactors and the saviors of the dragon’s nest,”
Okjol, who was ten times our age, stopped us with infinite respect. Lennie raised his hands.
“These women are still only castaways in name. They are not to be harmed until the Lord judges them and determines their disposition!”
“I was immature and couldn’t control my emotions. I apologize.”
Lennie stepped away.
Instead of trying to stop her, Nenya raised her cane and was about to hit her, but when Leni patted her on the back, she sighed and calmed down.
“Let’s go in now.”
“I don’t understand. Why is he doing that?”
“That bitch, is that you? Of course you are out of your mind. When you tried to escape, the suspicion was clear, and when you tried to rely on someone, the hero, who was your only support, ran away, leaving himself among the fearsome dragons. In the meantime, it happened to be our old colleague. “I see a porter, so I’m trying to pass on the disadvantage of the situation somehow.”
“Does that make sense? If it were a forest, a guy like that would have turned into dirt long ago.”
“Unfortunately, the society of ordinary humans seems to be much kinder to assholes than that. Among my classmates at the knight training school I graduated from, there were enough idiot candidates to fill ten carts.”
Lennie looked at me pitifully.
“It doesn’t sound like I’ve passed the situation on to you once or twice, is that correct?”
“I guess I had some extra strength back then. My baggage was heavy, and I even carried all of those flocks of animals.”
“Don’t do that again. If we act like that bitch, we’ll slap you in the face.”
“I saw a front kick like that. Would I really be able to do it?”
When I reluctantly declined, Leni giggled.
“I guess I asked too much. Ah, here they come. Let’s see if the Hero family will be as rude as the idiot wizard just now.”
“Our seats are in the front row. This way.”
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A dragon approached with its back to the sun. And then it landed lightly on the landing pad.
The man who jumped off his back fell to his knees as soon as he stepped on the marble of the ‘Dragon’s Porch’.
And, gruesomely, he struck his head on the ground until his rock was broken. Even Captain Tomko took a step back, probably because he was horrified.
“Bantai. Is that really him?”
“···You’re right.”
I can feel the endless confusion in my voice coming to my ears.
It is a look that shows with all of its body that it has mobilized all means of transportation to run. His hair was a tangled mess and his clothes were stained with signs of suffering.
I don’t know what Adamantone means to him. Because he has never been a father, much less a father.
However, there may not be much of a difference between an average father and a father with the same head. Isn’t a sore finger also a finger?
With a spirit that seemed willing to do anything for those fingers, the man lifted his head high again.
Just before he hurt himself a second time, Lord spoke softly.
“Stop.”
Mancellarion Sunstorm’s head stopped in midair. His blood flowed from his forehead, which was facing Rod. Anyone can see that the wound is serious.
Sister Monica, who stopped breathing with a gasp, reflexively took out her tourniquet, but after being restrained by Eshen, she regained her composure and only bit her lip.
“My son tried to recreate the legend of the old ‘Dragon Slayer’, but you ended up spilling blood on this land. Will you let more blood flow?”
This is not the way he spoke when he welcomed us kindly. My colleagues and I gulped in fear.
But Mancellarion was a warrior. Unlike others who have only the right aptitude to be a warrior, he is a warrior who everyone who has met says ‘he may not be thoughtful, but he is bold.’
“Ignorant little people lost their parents at an early age, so they were unable to properly learn how the world works and etiquette. However, I know that even such little people should not dare to meet the most powerful monarch in the world without offering tribute.”
“Really? What did you bring?”
Rod said he wasn’t interested at all.
Then, one of Sunstorm’s men who followed behind drew out a sword.
The unique light of a meteorite flashes on the blade. Warrior’s sword.
The dragons who came out to watch were enraged and walked forward like guards. But Rod made them retreat with a wave of his hand.
Fortunately, fortunately, and naturally, the person holding the warrior sword did not make the foolish choice of holding his sword and running towards Rod.
He raised his sword and leaned it against it. Nowhere else but on the neck of Mancellarion Sunstorm.
“···What are you trying to do?”
“Only a father who failed to lead the way can apologize for the mistakes of his kin. Only the blood of Sunstorm can repay what was done by Sunstorm’s blood.”
What?
“Great ruler, please take out your anger on this old man’s neck.”
“Stop, stop! For God’s sake, Mancellarion! Stop!”
As soon as I open my mouth, regret comes over me. It’s probably not a place where I can dare talk about it. I tried to keep quiet until the end.
But, no matter what.
Sunstorm, who had raised his sword as the executioner, also flinched at my shout. Mansella Leone raised her head with a shocked expression.
“Burnt?”
“Adamantone I’m going to cut your head off for that bastard? Does that even make sense! Don’t be ridiculous!”
Many emotions flashed across Mancellarion’s face. Embarrassment, joy, gratitude that he realized I was trying to defend him, and…
Mancellarion glanced at Lord with a pale face, as if he was certain that sparks would fly at me.
“Tan, it’s good to see you healthy. But… I have to do it. If the lives of my family and children are at stake, any father would do this.”
But Rod didn’t stop me. He just twitched his chin as if asking me to say something. I was relieved and bowed my head towards him.
“I may be rude, but I must tell you this. If you are hoping for Adamantone’s life, it is of no use. He is not on the island in the first place!”
“That idiot isn’t in the dragon’s lair? How on earth?”
Even the executioner, who covered his face with his helmet, dropped his sword and cried out in embarrassment.
Judging from what he’s saying, he seems to be one of the six brothers of Adamantone that I saw before. It’s my first time hearing your voice, but it’s amazing.
“I don’t know how he escaped. I don’t know if he ran away because he didn’t want to take responsibility, or if he was kidnapped. But it’s clear that there is no Adamantone among the Sunstorms on this island! And, Uncle Mansell. “I hate to even say this to you! That son of a bitch is crazy!”
In fact, I sent countless letters to let them know that Adamantone was a crazy person and asked me to reconsider his contract.
Given the circumstances, such a letter would have been written down by the Sunstorm family’s attendants. While muttering something like ‘How dare you a porter?’
“Adamantone, whom I have watched by your side for so many years, is not a man worth giving up your life for! Even if his foolishness causes his family to be caught up in another major incident like this, and even if his father sacrifices his life to save him! He is neither grateful nor sorry. It’s a breed of horse that just keeps causing accidents! It will survive on its own no matter where it is! So-“
“The ugly youngest has nothing to do with it.”
Mansella Leone smiled haggardly and shook her head.
“I’m not doing this for Adamantone. The kid won’t survive anyway. A dragon can fly through the sky faster than a horse. Where do you think he could be hiding?”
“Then···?”
“I am trying to save the rest of Gasol. So, while I appreciate your consideration, all I can say is that I am happy to say goodbye. Isilun Sunstorm, raise your sword. I entrusted you with this task in hopes of a cheap sect. No.”
“Oh, shit. Shit.”
The executioner sighed and raised his sword with trembling hands. And I flinched at the strange feeling of the knife being caught in the air.
Rod suddenly approached and grabbed the blade, and took the sword away with a sigh.
“Still, it looks like you have a clear grasp of the situation and topic.”
