Chapter 421 – Foggy Northern City (6)
The next day
The trio of me, Fran, and Dana left the house we had just returned from and headed out the front door to get into the carriage.
“I also wanted to go to Dana’s sister’s hometown. You were bad.”
As we prepared to leave, Lalilura grumbled. She intends to come back soon, so I would appreciate your understanding.
“Look at me. I just want to avoid the cushion of thorns that senior Lee went through when he went to see your captain.”
And even if that wasn’t the case, I had to leave some power here in Sargadis. Because Tyrsi isn’t getting vacation, and if someone is after us, there’s a good chance they’ll come to Sargadis.
Especially Veronica, who can move around freely, so she had to stay in our house more.
It is because if she is here, she will know the problem even in her situation and come back quickly.
“Veronica. Do you know what’s going on? I’ll give you the coordinates of our location in a dream after we arrive.”
“Yes. Let’s pray for each other that nothing will happen.”
I kissed the remaining wives and left for the carriage stop.
Even compared to rural villages in 21st century Korea, the wagons in this world took a long time to dispatch. This is especially the case with wagons going to places as insignificant as the North.
“I heard there’s really nothing special about the northern part of Britannia, is that true?”
“Because the southern port is more famous. If you go further north, there is only one small island.”
“This was a country boy.”
“Don’t give a damn. More famous than your hometown.”
I guess so. If the existence of the earth is not proven, I am just a psychopath who thinks he is an earthling.
While flirting, they got into the wide carriage. Unfortunately or fortunately, we were the only ones going to the North.
“Oops…”
And Fran sat down on the hard seat of the carriage and changed her position as if it were uncomfortable.
Knowing why Fran was acting like that, I looked at the mountain in the distance, and Dana twisted her head.
“Fran what are you doing? Did her butt hurt? Shall I cure you?”
“… No. It’s been two days. I just feel a little uncomfortable.”
“Feels uncomfortable?”
“Yes. There is such a thing.”
No matter what, It’s bitch’s day.
It is also called Happy International Men’s Day.
“Let’s go~!”
Then the coachman struck the whip and announced the departure.
The coachman this time was a woman who looked older than her age. It’s like a different world where gender equality was realized with Manapal. When I lived on Earth, I got used to being a female bus driver, but I’m new to being a female driver.
─All right, all right!
In the rocking carriage, I meditated for a while.
Originally, commuting to and from work was like the world, so spending time in a carriage could not be enjoyable. It was to the point where I wanted to ignore the dubious thing and use
“… Whoa.”
But I wouldn’t be as restless as Dana.
“Dana. It’s already the 10th sigh. It’s been a few hours since we left.”
Fran held Dana’s hand as she trembled before me.
“… 10 times? I?”
“Uh. Are you very anxious? Is it because I’m going to see you after a long time?”
“Ahaha! What.”
Dana reflexively bluffed up her bluff, then, having clamped her mouth shut, she relaxed her shoulders as if she thought she was pitiful.
“Unrest… That’s right. To be honest, I only want to hear the results of paying someone else.”
“Are you sure? While Norr and I are on our way back, resting in a nearby city…”
“It’s something I can’t do because of my husband who is terrified of safety. And well, blood ties don’t disappear just by turning a blind eye.”
Turn off… ! Dana stretched her as if she was bored.
“I have to go. Whether it’s a scolding or a big fight, I just hope that you guys won’t notice.”
“When you get scolded, I’ll rob you too.”
“If I get scolded, you will be beaten and you will have to be hospitalized. I’ll take good care of you then, so don’t worry and be half-vegetable.”
“Bitch to pour cold water on her head for watering a vegetable. Making personal attacks on a worried husband is a good thing.”
We continued her chatter to make Dana sick of her wanderings. If it’s not a problem that will come out after thinking about it anyway, isn’t it a shortcut to living a bright and happy life without being buried in it?
And a day and a half after that, I could see that the damn shortcut was the problem.
“… Cow, guest. I came by a shortcut, but it looks like some monsters are fighting in the front!”
The cause of the problem was this coachman.
As always with the vain pride of driving masters, this crazy lady ran a shortcut that wasn’t even on the navigator and dropped us off at the filming site of National Geographic, a fucking different world.
I hate talking about Mrs. Kim because it is sexist, but this is a problem before gender.
It was a typical example of a runaway taxi that caused an accident while taking a shortcut or being called a dog.
Isn’t there a saying that in another world, the way back is the shortest?
It wasn’t my fault, but it was a headache. Damn wagon gacha damn fuck.
The coachman… I said I pooped…
“The footsteps are loud. It must be several times the weight of a human.”
Fran, who woke up like me, woke up Dana and pricked up her ears.
“But when you hear footsteps, it’s like walking on two legs. Could it be an orc or an ogre?”
“No, slobber. Is that someone you would meet on the street?”
I feel like a nobleman who encounters a tiger while going to a meeting. Ogre and Oggo can’t take responsibility if they get hit by a car while busking on the wagon-only road.
I was dozing well like a high-speed bus passenger, but what kind of lightning strike was this?
“Madame. Stop the carriage. Can’t we go back?”
“Gee, the road is narrow, so you’ll get caught while backing up.”
His voice was low, so he wondered why it was so calm, but it seemed that he was suppressing his voice in fear. At least, he begged for help because we were armed like adventurers.
“… The request fee is over, please return the fee or double it. Let’s go and check it out.”
“Go, thank you… !”
Anyway, this is probably the shortcut.
A fight that can’t be avoided no matter what you do, you have to finish it quickly and rest well at the inn–
“Dee… ?”
Taking advantage of the experience of being bullied by the Mithril class, I stepped forward with confidence and stood there with my mouth open.
Because the enemy is strong? No, it’s not. Although strong, it would not be comparable to the Knight Commander Ajae and other formidable opponents.
“Sopweq!!! (Die!!!)”
“Kiarrrr!!! (Kill!!!)”
Ogres and trolls were engaged in a battle of souls in a narrow rocky corner.
No, to be precise, it should be said that the end of the battle was being built.
The badly wounded ogre broke his arm and lost his weapon, causing the troll to break the pot. It was an instant death.
“Kuuu… !”
“Quss qusssss!!! Haha! Haha!!)!!!”
─Kooung! An ogre who can’t overcome his massive body and falls down.
The troll also suffered a puncture in his stomach, but the wound had already been repaired to the extent that it almost hindered his activities. The fight was the troll’s victory.
“An ogre getting beaten by a troll!!!!”
And at that unbelievable reality, I screamed like a third-rate writer whose manuscript was blown away.
“You beat an ogre for a troll kid? Nonsense!! This is not real——!!”
I screamed at the product of madness that lowered my sanity level, but Dana gave an impression that such a reaction was rather strange.
“What? That’s because trolls are stronger than ogres. Ready to fight quickly without talking bullshit—”
“No!!!! It can’t be!!!!”
“No fuck. I have a psychosis again. “
At the end of cognitive dissonance, like an ogre who saw his doppelganger, I aroused a murderous intent.
──When the result of the experiment overturns the existing orthodoxy no matter how many times it is repeated, the graduate student is at a crossroads.
Will you give up going home while enduring the insane workload of sorting out and revising the theory?
Or——would you dispose of that “Error” Without the professor’s knowledge and leave work?
This scene infinitely resembled the graduate student’s dilemma. The dilemma between the development of the world and individual happiness.
And most courageous people sacrifice themselves. Even if I suffer a little more, I want to prove a new discovery.
However, I am different because I have trained formachoism.
The anti-humanistic level of narcissism that foragers have is because they prioritize the happiness of me and those around me above anything else.
“Even if I lose the world, the world cannot abandon me!!”
Reciting the lines of the fallen power macho Jojo, I prepared for battle.
Professor Griffith of Falconia said.
Those who are gripped by fear have no choice but to remove the cause of fear or to crawl beneath it.
“A troll stronger than an ogre? I can’t admit it!!!”
So I was determined to build that troll.
The second reason was that they were blocking our way through, and that trolls were human scavengers of the transport guild who chewed, bit, tasted, enjoyed, and rated people with stars.
Even if it is ‘common sense’ for a troll to beat an ogre with regenerative power in all fantasy works in the world, it should never be like that in our domestic fantasy. That alone was unforgivable.
Because it’s been decided since ancient times that Korean ogres are stronger than trolls!!!
“It’s like this stupid third-rate fantasy!! I should have recognized half-orcs from the time they weren’t chuchwik!!”
“Sssssaaaaa!! (Noisy!!)”
The troll noticed our wagon and ignorantly brandished a log-like club.
I was trying to eat some food, but when the fruit fly kept buzzing, it looked like a gangster wielding an electric fly swatter.
But one decent troll-raza was unafraid of the club and clenched his fists. The troll pup’s opponent was the boldness of a young man in his 20’s who even got tired of Summoner’s Rift.
Wrapping my body with mana, I spurted out a rough spirit and slashed my nails.
“Gemini Yi——!!!!”
Kuwaaan——!!!
The martial arts learned from the warlock mafia boss and the troll’s club collided violently in the air.
