Chapter 618 – Peoples of Forests, Wildernesses, and Grasslands (7)
“… Then can we play with the wyverns on our holidays?”
Wait for my one-day speech to continue.
Pick up different kinds of rhetoric and plausible comments… No, after finishing the benchmarking lecture, the riders showed quite high concentration and said.
I expected them to be reluctant since it would be like giving up a holiday, but they seemed willing to do it—except for those who doubted my words.
“Could it be? When I hear the word holiday work, I am the one who sparks the game.”
Those bastards are asking for a lecture on the weekend.
Don’t be so fucking pissed off, son of a bitch. You just have to make up for what you wasted this weekend. You don’t have to listen to what people say to the end.
As a former lab lab slave, I don’t know how much the holidays are.
Originally, the end of a lecture is the most important law. I politely pointed to the chief of the transport guild.
“That’s why, I struck out with the guild leader and got another day off.”
Holidays are always right.
This is also true in Kojiki.
“Holidays are extended!”
“Is that true!!”
“Interval! Every few days, how long does it hold up!”
As expected, riders who want to die right away.
Until the first time he heard the story, the head of the transport guild was full of disdain, but in front of the guild members, he smiled benevolently like a saint.
“It’s all true, even if you don’t get too excited. I plan to stick with one day for every holiday, and it will last for a while. What a waste of a few days off if we can increase the efficiency of operation.”
“Yeah!!”
“Holidays are extended!!”
“However, if you carelessly take care of the wyvern and the work efficiency does not increase, even the guild leader can change his mind at any time. Do you know why?”
I said it sternly, as if pouring cold water on their atmosphere.
Cargo transportation should increase only when efficiency increases, but if that doesn’t happen, isn’t it like giving it to the dog? We are not philanthropists either.
And you guys get a lot of money, damn it. I said that I worked for 3 years without pay. It’s like fuck, really.
“If you give them a day off, but the results aren’t good, there’s nothing to say even if you think, ‘If you roll without a break, you do a better job, right?’ What should I do if I want to increase my TO, get juniors, and rest well on holidays?”
“Take good care of the wyverns!!”
Yes, now the answer comes out unanimously.
There is a reason church pastors entice Jammins who were dragged by their mother’s hands with talent.
It’s a bit over the top and it’s like being friends in the transport guild kindergarten wyvern class, but in front of a holiday, even a 60-year-old becomes a baby.
‘If you understand, work hard.’
Even if I become a noble, managing the estate is troublesome.
In the first place, there will be no land assigned to me, and in the future I will just eat royalties with the elixirs you brought me. Our Coupangmen, fighting!
***
After the lecture, we quenched our thirst and moved to the barn.
The rest was easy. It’s just that the wyverns watch their masters come in droves and die of joy, and then translate what they want.
“Gyaururr! (Chwiin!)”
“Ahh!! Hey!! Don’t wag your tail! Muddy water splashes!”
“Goz! No walk! I’m not going out for a walk!”
“Cue? (Walk?)”
“Cue!!! (Walk!!!)”
“Aaaaa!! You crazy bastard!! Everyone listens to it, but if you say something like going for a walk——”
“Cue!!! (Sanchae love love liquid!!)”
3 minutes after opening.
It was just such an appropriate expression.
“Oh hey, let’s jump.”
“Yes.”
I took Frank and Nefertiti and quietly pounced on the mess. Speaking of remaining work, is there anything special? Just pet him, trim his toenails, clean his scales, and go for a walk.
I ran away and went to the place where the breeding chief was.
Not all the wyvern riders came to listen to the lecture today, so the remaining wyverns lowered their tails sullenly. You can see the jealousy in the snake’s eyes.
“Right, right~.”
And Lalilura clings to those guys and enjoys it.
Is it surprising that Veronica was also stuck there? Tirsiman ‘Reptiles are a bit… ‘ And took a step back and took a picture of a leisurely ranch.
“What? Are you alone again?”
Even during my lunchtime walk, I found Shatluca crouching down alone. He opened his eyes slightly at my words, but he immediately turned away.
“Ah, guest! You are back!”
As I suggested, the head of the breeding room who brought fruit—this fruit was a common request of Wyverns— wiped the sweat off his chin and smiled.
“As you said, everyone unexpectedly likes fruit, so I went out and bought it!”
“I’m glad. Wasn’t it expensive?”
“Nothing! A cart full of mint has arrived! Now, I’m going to sprinkle some mint on the feed occasionally and bake it!”
“Ah, yes.”
When I heard the word mint, I felt a sense of rejection due to a conditioned reflex, but when I use it to remove the bad smell of meat, the unique refreshing feeling is almost gone. That was the general usage.
By the way, the owner asked for it to be grilled with mint like the meat he eats.
Well, eating meat with mint is just as fundamental to a dragon as crying. Wyvern Raja… No, it’s up to the riders to figure it out.
Was the breeding chief also a member of the Wyvern favorite cafe? She was very excited and talked.
“Since Rouge Bang brings her her share of fruit, Shatle Luca also puts a little to her mouth! I don’t know if it’s been a few days since he ate all his food!”
“A loose bang?”
“Yeah! Among the Wyverns, he is the one who plays the role of captain!”
That’s when the head of the breeding department came back. Saying that even a tiger will come when called, a fucking big wyvern crawled out of the isolation room on its own two feet.
“Kuuuuu.”
It’s fucking big.
If the other wyvern was a boxer, it seemed that this youngster would be in order. Are you Mr. Kang too? I made eye contact with that big kid. And noticed.
“Baby, you’ve awakened Mana.”
It reminds me of the Walking-elk King I met before.
Even a wyvern that instinctively uses mana for flight, a guy this big can handle mana more skillfully than others. It must be weirder not being able to eat big bread.
Gonom stood on two feet while walking on two legs, a symbol of wisdom.
Then he looked at me and cried indifferently.
“Fuyu Sasahi—. (He is a weak man).”
What the fuck is this
I frowned at the sudden swear words. It felt like going to a foreign country and hearing about racism in the language of that country. Did Mr. Pallum think I couldn’t understand him?
“Char shouchu, char tsutsu. (You bitch, I worry about you.)”
I was thinking about getting permission and giving it a shot, but I was stopped by the continuous crying.
“Ho, Char Fuyu—. (Why? Because you are weak.)”
“… Write?”
As I opened my mouth, the wyvern looked at Fran’s expression, as if he was watching me, as if he was worried, who didn’t know how to leave. After that, isn’t it that you snort while looking at me?
“Fuuuuu… Chou Shu Garr Ho! Ho shah kayit. (If you’re weak, you’ll get hurt and die. That’s why you worry about females. Because you’re not enough.)”
My head went blank as if I had been stabbed in the back of the head with frozen Samdasoo.
Worried about my wives because I’m weak?
If I listened to it from a monster who was much weaker than me, I could easily get angry, but what is this? Far from growing angry, it seemed as if my head went cold.
Wild animals sometimes do that.
This is the case when the male, the leader of the herd, is idle and eats the prey that the female has hunted.
Maybe it’s because the leader, who has to fight when the group is in danger, shouldn’t get hurt while hunting. At first, I wondered what it meant, but when I heard the explanation, it was a reasonable story.
‘Because there are no healers in the society of wild animals.’
If even a leg is broken, the fighting power of the strongest male is reduced, which quickly or slowly results in the ruin of the entire pack.
The lead male’s indolence was the survival method of wild animals.
But you can also think of it backwards! Honestly, how could one of the cubs of the pack be weak enough to be beaten and crippled while hunting?
In the ordinary case, there is nothing you can do about it. Individual abilities are always limited.
But I’m a forager with a harem overflowing!
How can someone like me who enjoys happiness full of greed go somewhere like an idiot, get beaten up, get his arm cut off, fall into hell and even come back?
Isn’t it more pitiful than a lion who got sick while hunting?
Can a bastard with five wives be so incompetent?
‘No, absolutely not.’
I let out a quiet voice mixed with self-reproach.
Ordinary people can’t do that?
Let’s not make stupid excuses. Ordinary people cannot have 5 wives. You have to compare what you compare.
To enjoy 5 times the happiness of others, you need 5 times the responsibility and ability!
This was the end of the matter.
The alpha and omega of all matters. That’s why my wives see me as a child on the beach and won’t let me go anywhere.
‘Because I’m such a sucker, I feel like I’ll become an idiot if I take my eyes off you for a second.’
If I were a guy who had no chance of getting beaten up anywhere, would my wives stop me with such a straight face to the point of going out for a bit?
Their excessive worry is my fault for not trusting my wives. It is self-employed.
It was a fucking obvious conclusion, but it wasn’t for nothing that the bottom of the lamp was dark. As she was told, ‘You have to study hard during your student days’, she didn’t realize it.
Until just now. I smiled.
“… There must be Ambassador Toothless in the Wyvern barn.”
“Uh? What did the wyvern say?”
I didn’t even hear Fran’s question. I half-opened my eyes and crossed my arms.
According to Young master, if it was written by three people, it was said to be Yuasaeon. If there are about three people passing by on the road, it means that there is definitely someone worthy of becoming a teacher.
Even an 80-year-old old man can learn something from 3-year-old Jammin.
So it wouldn’t be a problem if I gained any enlightenment from a non-human wyvern.
Even if you don’t reach the level of drinking a bowl of milk porridge like the Buddha and enlightening under the bodhi tree, shouldn’t you deny the reality even after hearing the right words?
“Thank you, kid. It opened my eyes.”
I sincerely thanked the wyvern daebbang.
It wasn’t the Wyvern’s words, but as if he understood everything, he turned his back while exhaling his snort like a dignified ambassador.
“Young. Getting in shape.”
I wonder if Kung Fu Panda felt like this when he realized the true meaning of the dragon document. I smiled.
“Nor, aren’t you sick?”
I wonder if he was worried when he suddenly became serious. I pinched the cheek of Fran, who was looking at me worriedly. Frank’s eyes widened.
Your cheeks are like glutinous rice cakes.
“Mmm, what are you doing!”
Fran struggled, waving her arms. I didn’t do it for a reason, as if I knew everything just by looking at her face, my eyes slightly pouty.
“Hehe, just?”
“Eee!”
-Wack! Fran snatches her arm and ducks behind her. It felt like quite a long time had passed.
Fran, who was rubbing her cheek—it seemed like she was acting cute because she was doing it with both hands—blinked her eyes and twisted her head into a corner.
“… It’s no big deal, right?”
“Uh. It’s not that there’s anything wrong with it, I just ate a blow from that wyvern over there. With your teeth.”
“There are times when Norr loses an argument. Wyverns, aren’t you smarter than I thought?”
If it was absurd, then I burst into laughter at the absurd remark.
“Uh? Why, why are you laughing? Did I say something strange?”
Then Fran looked at me strangely, which was rare, so I laughed a little more because it was funny.
‘It’s only natural that wives worry about me.’
In the end, it’s because I’m ugly from one to ten.
I thought that the way they cared for me was secretly happy, but somehow it was cramped, but it was all the seeds I sowed with my own hands.
I wiped the tears from laughing and took a deep breath.
“Let’s go. I was rewarded for my work.”
Having been taught by Master Toothless, even coming to this barn was not a waste of time.
‘Certainly, accumulating various life experiences is the basis for growth.’
I don’t want to say that even when you are young, you can go through hardships. Doesn’t that sound like a lot of kkondae?
However, it seemed that the experience of broadening one’s knowledge, like traveling abroad, was not meaningless. There is a record of our Frando deciding the direction of his growth after seeing the statue of Satis.
“Guild leader! Let’s go too!”
“Ah, yes! I will see you off!”
“No. I can’t bother busy people.”
I left a greeting and left the guild site where the barn was located.
I was promised that I could borrow a wyvern.
Let’s hear about the changes and progress following my Yamae lecture later. After leaving the barn, I climbed into the coachman’s seat of a wagon pulled by Frank’s Golem horses, and I was in deep deep trouble.
Is my strength lacking? No, it wasn’t.
Mithril class is not a pretense. Even if I searched all over the other world, it would be quicker to count the ones stronger than me in front of me.
But what does that mean?
No matter how objectively I belong to the strong side, my wives are in trouble because of my husband who gets hit and run over and over again after a month!
‘Why do you think I’m hurting more now than I did when I was in Budaksildak?’
What makes my wives worry is that I have a lot of things to worry about apart from my strength. Didn’t Thanos, who wore all his items, eventually lose to the Avengers?
So, the solution to this problem was obvious.
Even if we do get into a fight, we have no choice but to make it so that our wives can have the trust of ‘what has to happen?’ With the feeling of seeing John Wick.
In order to regain the lost trust, there was no choice but to show results.
“Let’s go.”
I gave orders to the coachman, the Valcurier, and leaned against the backrest of the coachman’s seat.
The wind was cool enough to make me feel cold, so my eyes opened naturally.
Even while fighting against the mightiest people in the world, without getting hurt or suffering, they win easily and come back leisurely. And it has enough power to take for granted.
For my freedom and for the mental health of my wives.
That was the duty of a man of five in his arms.
So it shouldn’t be like this.
“You must be much stronger.”
Yes.
I came to long for Munchkin!
Do-do-do-do-do… !!
As I was sitting on the driver’s seat and trying to internalize my realization, countless thunderstorms suddenly hit my ears. Mixed with the sound of the rolling wheels of the wagon, the noise shook my senses.
‘Ahead?’
I stopped thinking and got up from the driver’s seat.
For an ordinary person, it would have been no different from a person on the verge of suicide casting the last stand action of their lives, but my sense of balance was stable as if I were standing on a level ground.
As I concentrated with my eyes half-opened in that state, I saw something surprising.
“500 meters ahead, a group of nomadic elves.”
The group riding horses were undoubtedly white-skinned elves.
Is the furry clothing that ruins the view of the elves of earthlings an option?
The barbarian savage fashion didn’t suit blonde hair at all. The men all wore hats, but about three or four seemed to be female elves.
The completion of fashion is the face. Perhaps thanks to his smoothness, his white, black, and brown fashion and riding posture were also worth watching.
If it wasn’t for the sword and bow in my hand, I would have asked for his autograph.
Those who found us chatted among themselves. After that brief discussion, the female elf girl put an arrow through a string and aimed it at the Valkyrie.
『ᚱ(Reið)─!!』
The bitch shot an arrow and memorized runes.
It was a rune representing journey, change of thought, movement, liberation and freedom.
It is not a rune with a true meaning. It was only natural that modern people were cursed so that they could not use the true power of runes.
However, the amount of mana contained there was not enough.
Pai-Aeng–!!
The arrow, literally the arrow itself, gained speed that could not come out due to the elasticity of each bow. If left as it is, this wagon will burst like tofu hit by a fist.
─Rumble!
The moment I grabbed the spear, I slammed the carriage door before it, and Nefertiti threw herself. She jumped on the roof of the carriage and brandished her whip in a difficult stunt she would do in a stationary carriage.
Wow-!!
The whip shot down the arrow as it laid the grass in a circle in the meadow.
Returning her whip, Nefertiti asked, holding her head still.
“… You know an elf?”
“Please. If my friends are going to shoot arrows like that, I’ll have to take all of those elves’ possessions and shoot them.”
And if you did that, you’d be no longer friends or anything.
In the first place, it is also a first meeting.
… Caan!!
At that moment, the bracelet bounced like a rubber band pulled to its limit.
As if it were natural for the spear to cling to my hand, the spear shaft trembled. This time, it seemed like he wanted to write for me, and I quietly stroked the window and muttered.
“A nomadic elf with old mana… Yes, I was just about to increase my mana, but it went well.”
It’s comfortable to say shit from the beginning.
As I thought so and grabbed the spear, the nomadic elves with their bows all shot their bows as if they were just greeting each other.
Puppy puppup—!!
20 elves, 20 feet at the same time.
It would take a lot of hard work to stop it, but with Nefertiti next to it, there is no reason to be scared. It was when I, who had squeezed out mana, prepared for a counterattack.
『Stop!!』
Arrows flying from the opposite side sparked a fire, bouncing twenty arrows here and there.
Sensing the attack, we were slightly surprised. I knew they would attack from the side, of course, because I didn’t think they would deflect the attack on us.
The elf who had fired the flaming arrow shouted as he descended from a nearby mound.
『Stop them!! Protect the traces of the World Tree——!!”
『Ehe Ee Eles ── !!』
I narrowed my eyes as I heard the loud shouts.
“It’s getting worse and worse.”
It’s shit here too.
