Smith， a Black Company in Another World 1208

Chapter 1208 – Ep.1206 Smith, a Black Company in Another World

After joining Rihina, who was in the center of the castle with her eyes closed and communing with the spirits, I left the castle with my companions and walked outside to fill my hungry stomach as originally planned.

Unlike other cities where the ratio of women was overwhelmingly high, it was common to see men and women laughing and talking happily on the streets of Jedo Island.

Of course, because the number of men was small in proportion, there were one to four women at most and four or more women gathered around one man, but that was something.

Even just that, it was an incredible change.

“Oh, as expected.”

Since they were new to the system, I naturally became their guide and walked ahead. And in the past, Irina and I visited the site of a curry restaurant run by a chef from the desert, but the place where the large, fancy building used to be was now an empty lot waiting for me.

I had already heard that the restaurant collapsed when Marvius and Irina were rescued, but a lot of time had passed since then, and the atmosphere of the island had become very lively, so I visited to see if a new restaurant had opened, but unfortunately, my hopes were astray.

“Are you two okay?”

“I don’t feel very hungry.”

“I also ate fruits and leaves on the way, so it’s still good.”

Ardel and Rihina, whose entire bodies turned gray with the help of the token, responded with faces that looked comfortable even if they starved for a few more days, unlike me who felt like the skin on my stomach was going to stick to my back right away.

“I just want to eat something delicious.”

“Hmm! I also have a little sweet tooth…”

I walked away again, lightly ignoring the two goddesses who gave their opinions without asking.

“Rihina, is the meat okay?”

“Of course.”

“Ardel, do you want to eat anything else?”

“Hmm, I want to eat a dish made with black deer meat.”

“Black deer is delicious.”

When I lived here for a while, Nyaho used his own hands to eat black deer meat every morning and evening, which was difficult for others to get even if they wanted to.

“Ingrim? “I’ll feed you something delicious, so let’s run some errands for a bit.”

“I understand.”

So, instead of choosing a suitable restaurant and going in, I looked around the streets with my group and did some light grocery shopping with Ingrim, who had appeared alone, by my side.

“I can’t believe I’m such a porter…” …”

On the way, Ingrim’s luggage increased too much for him to carry alone, so Nuit was added as well.

And after putting a bag on Nuit’s back and putting several kinds of alcohol in it, I was satisfied and finished shopping.

“That’s fascinating. It was so noticeable, so why didn’t I notice it?”

“Sure. “I don’t feel anything in particular.”

After finishing the groceries, my group and I headed to Bizelin’s mansion, located on a high hill.

Ardel and Lihina seemed to realize that this place existed only after they started climbing the hill, and took a moment to enjoy the panoramic view of the archipelago stretching out far below.

“That’s amazing. “It’s a mansion located higher than the imperial castle.”

“The owner of the mansion is the owner of the Golden Magic Tower.”

It is not known to the public, but who would dare say anything when the younger sister of Mariel, the first emperor, said she would build a house where she wanted?

Of course, if he was an emperor, he could have said something for the sake of prestige, but if you look at the contents in the diary, even though they were clones, they felt the same affection for Siran’s sisters.

So there’s no way she can say anything to her beloved brother over just a house.

Anyway, it was later than expected, so after taking a moment to admire the panoramic view of the island, which was starting to turn orange, we opened the door to the mansion, which was maintained in a neat condition even though there was no manager, and moved inside.

“Huh, I can’t believe this is still left.”

Ingrim, who came into the kitchen with me, put down the bag she was holding with both hands and blinked in surprise as she searched for the coffee pot and refrigerator.

“Do you know what it is?”

“Of course. “My children used it so much, how could I forget it?”

For a brief moment, a deep longing passed through Ingrim’s eyes.

Considering that her world turned upside down after her father-in-law left, it certainly wasn’t surprising at all for her to know.

‘But were those supplies?’

If my memory is not wrong, I remember that my father-in-law brought it from Earth for the convenience of her in-laws.

‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’

Either that or it’s not that important right now.

“That bitch Lafitera must have erased all traces left by that man, but she managed to leave them behind.”

Perhaps reminiscing about the past, a faint smile appeared on Ingrim’s lips for the first time.

‘It’s pretty.’

She was originally a beauty, but when she smiled, her beauty shined even more.

It wasn’t so much trash as to disturb someone who was deep in thought, so instead of leaving Ingrim alone, I took out the ingredients one by one from the bag I had placed on the floor and placed them on the table.

“Do you have any special memories?”

“There is none.”

“Then put that down and pack up your things.”

“Now, wait! If you think about it, there might be one!”

“If you don’t want to get your ass kicked by Ingrim, let’s stop talking nonsense and get this sorted out.”

“… I understand.”

No matter how much a god might be afraid of milk bread, Nuit put on a glum expression and followed me to pack up.

“You? “What is the schedule afterward?”

As we were about to finish unpacking, Ardel, who was touring the mansion with Rihina, stuck his head into the kitchen and asked.

“Well.”

Things to do in the islands include investigating the ruins of the broken temple and stopping by the Golden Magic Tower.

Considering the abilities of the group, it was a schedule that could be easily completed within one day.

’15 days from the royal capital of Vittorio to here…’

It took about 10 days to get from Molingta to Ardel’s border fortress on Drake El, who needed to find a mate, taking into account our travel speed and rest.

It seemed reasonable to think that we would arrive from the royal capital to Ardel’s fortress within ten days.

‘Since food supply can be done at the fortress, the time will actually be shortened.’

If there are no variables along the way, you will be able to reach the fortress within a month.

“Let’s get some rest tonight.”

Even so, I ran all the way to the island without stopping to rest. They said they were fine, but fatigue accumulates without you knowing.

Once they leave the system, they will have to run again without stopping for nearly a month, but if they force this much march, even those who are transcendental will have problems with their physical condition.

“I understand.”

Upon hearing her reply that she would rest well today, Ardel slightly raised the corners of her mouth and went off somewhere again.

It seemed like she was looking forward to sleeping.

‘Three shots would be fine.’

Of course, three shots per person.

Anyway, I lean back comfortably on the soft and fluffy chest cushion throughout the trip, so even if I get tired from exerting some effort today, I can just recover as I go.

Conversely, Ardel and Lihina. And in the case of those two goddesses, I was confident that sharing my strength would be more effective in recovering their condition and in many other ways, rather than sleeping a little more.

In fact, I am confident, and the fact that my face glows with vitality as soon as I wake up is already enough proof.

**

Meat and eggs.

After filling your stomach with dishes prepared appropriately using various spices.

After whining so hard, I put the cookie I bought into Nuit’s mouth and quenched my thirst with a cold beer.

“It’s a desert…”

While eating, I told them about what happened in the basement and my thoughts. And Ardel, who had been drinking with me and lost in thought for a moment, looked at me as he took a sip of wine made from fresh grapes.

“If Ardel is inconvenient, it’s okay to head straight to the desert without stopping by the fortress.”

There was a time when Ar Del considered the family she built more important than her own life.

“No. It’s okay. And since the desert is not a good match for Rihina and I, we need to be properly prepared for long-term research.”

Definitely.

For frost fairies who manipulate ice and elves who were born in and make the forest their home, the desert full of bleak sand and scorching heat was definitely not a good environment.

“How about Rihina?”

“I’ve never been to a place called a desert, so I’m not sure.”

Like Ardel, Richina took a sip of wine and continued speaking.

“I know where it is located. But should that be the extent of it? I remember that even during the tribal war, it was rumored that it was a desolate place, so even the now-retired elves did not go there.”

The reason was a bit harsh, but at the same time, it was also an immediately understandable reason.

“Still, I think it’s the most realistic place out of all the places I’ve visited so far.”

Li Hina spoke as she filled her empty glass with wine, and Ar Del, who was sitting next to her, nodded in agreement.

“It is a completely abandoned land on the continent because even the priests have given up on reforming, so if you want to hide something, there is no better place than that.”

It’s an environment where you can’t even pinpoint the location unless you’re the one hiding it, let alone being visited by people, so like the two said, if you’re hiding something, there’s no better place than the desert.

I got up first after emptying two more bottles of beer.

“I’ll sort it out, so rest easy.”

“No.”

Ardel stood up after her and hugged me from behind, flapping her slightly red ears.

Every time she felt it, a truly violent mass of breasts pressed pleasantly against her back.

“I put water in the bathtub.”

Starting from her waist, the long, slender fingers that gently wrapped under her breasts moved down little by little, tickling my body as if they were tapping the keys of her piano.

As Ardel’s hand gradually got closer to my groin, the blood flow that had been circling her body began to gather in my groin.

‘Was the scroll in the cupboard…? … ?’