Chapter 126 – 123 Carton Village
Kantwi approached Hwanin, who returned the greatsword to Isilite and came down from the back of the emergency rations, and clapped his hands passionately.
= You are amazing! Intervening in such a bloody sparring and calming the two of them down at once is truly an amazing martial art!=
“It is overrated. Rather, as a guest, I think I should make a rude request.”
Hwanin, who got lucky with a warm smile, said while stroking the emergency rations rubbing his head on his shoulder.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to ask for a room on the first floor where you can easily get in and out of emergency food. A place like a warehouse or a barn is fine, so may I ask you a favor?”
= A warehouse or a barn! This is nonsense! The small outbuilding is empty, so I will give it to you. Oh, Lucia, come and see!=
Her maid, who happened to be passing by her, called her, and her Kantwei told her maid chief to clean her backyard immediately.
= Put everything else aside and tell them to clean the back of the house first. Clean, okay?=
=Yes, the elder.=
=And here I put my luggage in a small outbuilding. Please.=
=Yes. Leave it to me, old man.=
In addition to that, Kantwi, who gave a few more instructions regarding emergency food, invited Hwanin to the main house with a more polite look than before.
=Now, since you must be tired from coming from far away, let’s all go together. Heh heh heh.”
Followed by Isilite with a sullen expression, Luarda with a complicated expression, and Asen with an expression that did not know what he was thinking.
Kantwi’s hobby was to invite travelers who had been to many places to his home and listen to their experiences.
In fact, Luarda, who has traveled to many places, has already been staying for two months, and the other three are staying for four and three weeks, respectively.
The goal is for all four of them to arrive in Farhist in time for the tournament, which will take place in about 40 days.
Hwanin, who was listening to the stories of Kantwi’s guests in the tea room decorated for a sedentary life, spoke in a calm voice on his turn.
“Compared to the other four, I have a shorter travel period, so I don’t think I can tell you a satisfactory story.”
In fact, the story of Luarda and Asen, including Munder, a human race, stimulated the imagination.
The story of Luarda discovering a stingray swimming in the clouds and riding it around the world.
Munder, together with his party, the Ungjok Storay, explores the vast underground city from the previous time.
Asen is a travelogue of a village of a hairy dwarf called Moh in the Northwest.
However, all he had experienced was fighting, moving, attaining spiritual enlightenment, and sleeping with women.
At Hwanin’s sincere humility, Lua Da smiles as she crosses her arms and sweeps her collar.
= Ugh. You don’t have to think too hard, do you? Even the story of a peaceful trip has its own satisfying parts.=
“Is that so.”
=First of all, it would be better to start with the story of Hwanin-gong. After all, is the destination a farhist?
“Farchists are a passing through point. The destination is the leader of the tribal union.”
=Oh, so you said you didn’t participate in the grand festival?=
“Of course not. Travelers can’t just pass by an event like this. I’m interested in the tournament as well as the Farghist labyrinth, so I think I’ll stay for a while.”
Kantwi, who was drinking tea with a satisfied face at Hwanin’s calm story, said with her eyes bent like a crescent moon.
= In that case, please stay at my house for a while and go away after a while. Right now, Farhist must be bursting with tears due to the people gathering from all over Radsea.
=As Prince Kantwie said, if you want to travel comfortably, you should arrive at least three months in advance. Now, inns, hotels, and even guesthouses must be crowded with people.
Hwanin showed a slightly troubled expression.
There was no labyrinth nearby, and I couldn’t spend 40 days in Carton Village.
The only things to do in a town like this would be sending Isilite to a suitable leather workshop to learn tanning skills or messing with women.
=Well, there may be rich people who welcome travelers like Kantwi in Farhist. If you are a person with a special atmosphere like Hwanin, I don’t think it will be difficult to entrust to such people for a while.
Others nodded their heads at Asen’s strangely sexy voice, which had been silent.
= Come to think of it, I am really curious. I think it would be satisfying to just tell the story of how Hwanin-gong got the green Que.=
“Is that so.”
= It’s an interesting name. It’s emergency food…… Whoops.=
=Really! I’m not sure you’re taking the green Que with you to eat, but I’m also curious how it got the name Emergency Food. Isn’t that right, folks?=
At Kantwi’s story, the eyes of the people gathered in the tea room turn to the emergency rations that walk around the small garden as if it were their own house across one side of the open wall, and Issilite chasing after it.
“Then…… I should start by talking about how we came up with the name Emergency Food. It might not be fun because she’s not confident in her speaking skills, but let’s get started.”
She put up a smokescreen in advance that it might not be fun, but Hwanin’s speaking skill was quite high, blending the surrounding scenery appropriately based on objective facts.
= Huh! Are you saying you didn’t know it was a green que?=
“The green bird that was hit by the numbing orb did this much…… It looked like a little unusual bird for its size.”
At the time, they had no belongings and had never seen a green Kue larva before, so they laughed when they said that they really intended to carry it as emergency food.
And Hwanin’s escape from the forest-type labyrinth boasted enough suction power to make even the unresponsive Inung tribe look straight at Hwanin.
A lake as wide as the sea. A huge horn-scaled whale living there, numerous heteromorphic species, and a seagull the size of a house, a blue flame tiger.
“Reading his will to leave, I had no choice. When I came to my senses, I was escaping the jungle by crossing the river that was the habitat of Proglock. Fortunately, the path I chose at that time was not wrong, so I not only escaped the labyrinth, but I was able to get a little farther away.”
Even if they got farther away, the danger was overflowing with the monsters that flowed out to the outside of the labyrinth.
When the story was finished there, people who had forgotten to breathe and immersed themselves in the story of Hwanin exhaled a breath close to sighing in admiration.
The admiration was especially great for Asen, who was very interested in species, regardless of people, animals, monsters, and heteromorphic species, to the point of being called a ethnologist.
=I’ve never heard of such a creature as a giant tiger with blue flames wrapped around its body. The fact that there is no such intelligence and blind violence means that it is a holy beast, but the holy beast of a forest labyrinth…… ! Ah.=
He trembled slightly, saying that he would get excited just by imagining it.
= Hmm. An open labyrinth has a higher chance of variants and subspecies appearing than a normal labyrinth. In addition, if it is a 6th grade forest type, it is highly likely that it has built its own ecosystem, right? It wouldn’t be strange if an entity like a blue flame tiger appeared.=
Assen agreed with Munder’s analysis and stared at Hwanin with eyes filled with heat.
= It is as you say. Emotionally, I want to visit the labyrinth you mentioned…… Ah. You had a really enviable experience.=
At the time, it was a life-and-death situation, so is it just an enviable experience for them?
Asen’s aura, with clear envy, is a type of shooter with a feeling of flowing quietly like a river. He wonders if there is a skill that can specialize in exploration and avoid monsters.
‘It is a world with magic in the soul. It would be strange not to have one.’
With a small smile on his lips, Hwanin gave people a moment to catch their breath before talking about their journey to the Twin Mountains.
If written as a novel, it would be 25 stories in total.
And when we cut off the story at the part where the emergency food found a cave on the cliff of the Twin Mountains, Asen muttered with a tired look.
=A cave in the middle of a cliff, is it a trace of someone’s touch?=
=We cannot rule out the possibility that it is a trace created by a change in perception for some reason. When flying in the sky, you can often see cliffs cut off like cakes, and sometimes you can see something similar to a cave that Hwanin Gong discovered.=
Kantwi urges the next story with bright eyes.
= So how did it go? What was in the cave?=
However, Hwanin only smiled a little, and a knocking sound resounded throughout the room as if interrupting the conversation.
[Adult owner, dinner is ready.]
Hearing the butler’s voice coming from beyond the door, Kantwee looked outside and was startled.
Suddenly, the son-in-law is getting dark. Hwanin’s attire came into his eyes belatedly.
As if to reveal that he was on a trip, he was wearing a hard black-gray leather suit and a hooded cape.
=Oops!=
For an instant, Kantwi’s face turned red with embarrassment.
There was no such thing as ugliness, to say that he served his guests and only satisfied his own greed.
While Hwanin was spending time with people in the tea room, Isilite was staring at the emergency rations running around the small garden.
She wonders what happened before she met her master, but now the matter of emergency rations comes first.
Quet.
Her emergency food, which was burdensome with Isilite’s eyes staring at her all the time, said, ‘Would you like to join us again?’ She straightened her tail and opened her eyes wide.
However, Isilite, who easily overlooked the provocation of her emergency rations, asked seriously.
=Emergency Food You are not an ordinary Kue, are you?=
…… Que?
It is known that Que has better hair in the order of straw, brown, orange, gray, and black, and has higher physical abilities than the Que below.
Of course, being smart doesn’t mean you’re as intelligent as humans. The intelligence of the gray Que is, at best, that of a child of about 7 years old.
Although the number of red and green cues was extremely small, the IQ test was not performed, but zoologists’ research results suggest that they may be about 10 years old.
Isilite asked, recalling the contents of the Social Advanced Common Sense – Que section she had seen at the Technical Institute.
=You understand not only the master’s words, but also my words. The fact that my fighting skills increase while sparring with my master, and the level of feeling a little hurt even if I get hit by my great sword is also the same. You are definitely not an ordinary Que.=
The distinction between ordinary and extraordinary was not important for emergency food.
The most important things are friends and delicious food. And just fly around freely.
Coo.
I don’t think we want to fight. So what about emergency food with tail feathers down? And tilted her head.
= If you can understand what I am saying, nod your head. Up and down.=
Nod.
Also! Issilite exclaimed inwardly.
= What is it Since when did you become able to understand human speech?=
Quet.
I don’t know.
It was all thanks to Hwanin that Emergency Food could understand human speech.
While Hwanin writes that he learns to speak and memorizes words and reads them out loud, the emergency rations he was watching next to him naturally opened his ears.
= Ah. You can’t talk to people Umm…… Then what should I do…….=
Coup? Isilite scratched her head at the sight of the emergency rations.
=…… Ah, I don’t know There’s nothing wrong with being able to understand what you’re saying. Anyway!=
Match!
Startle.
Surprised by the sudden sound of hand clapping, the emergency rations sulked and pressed Issilite’s cheeks with its beak.
= Oh, I’m sorry. I won’t surprise you anymore Anyway, I have something I must tell you. This is also important to the master.=
Master, the emergency food tilted its head again at the word for friend.
In the meantime, Isilite tried to correct the behavior of the emergency ration not to leave her Hwanin with the words “For the sake of the master” Several times.
However, the brain of emergency food, which is still only an adult, is immature, and it often moves according to instinct rather than high-level thinking.
Of course, if a few more years pass, it will look significantly different from now, but that is in the future.
Anyway, because of that, she had several fights, and Isilite decided that special measures were needed.
Through the previous fight, Isilite understood that her emergency rations were no different from those of a child with a delicate sense unique to women, and sought a way other than correcting through justification.
The method she chose was eye-level persuasion.
Issilite starts her explanation by scratching her emergency ration’s favorite spots and stroking her beak, briefly and simply, at a level that the emergency ration can simply understand.
=You don’t want to sleep alone in the stable, away from your master, do you?=
Coo.
= Yes. I don’t want to separate you either. Because you are precious. =
The way Isilite views her emergency rations is similar to how her average office worker views high-end sports cars worth billions.
Emergency food is incredibly expensive. It’s just that it’s a living creature and animal, and it’s too big to treat it as an indoor pet, so if the emergency rations were the size of a goose or turkey like before, Issilite would have stepped in first to get the emergency rations.
Even in Etbruk Village, it was Isilite who had prepared emergency food and bedding.
= But think about it. The owner is a wonderful person. Susa or Brillit, you know how that person treats the master, right?=
Que~.
I don’t know, but it’s true that my friend is amazing.
= Since you are such an owner, you have to lead a life worthy of him. What do you think it would be like if the owner carried Kurti on his back or slept where Kurti sleeps?=
Quet?!
=Do you remember where we stayed in the village last time? Master should at least stay in such a place. I mean, he’s such a great guy. By the way…….=
Emergency Food If you keep trying to stick with your master, you won’t be able to. Then Master will have to sleep on the ground, and then other people will look down on him and treat him carelessly without knowing how great he is.
If that happens repeatedly, the Master’s honor will fall to the ground and you and I will be separated from the Master.
It was a word that repeated leap after leap, but surprisingly the logic was right, and rather, it was so that I understood the emergency rations accurately.
If you force yourself to stay next to your friend, your friend will be in trouble.
Coo…….
But I don’t like sleeping alone in such a small and dirty place…….
Seeing the emergency rations trying to cry because she was sullen, Issilite felt pricks of conscience.
Kue usually becomes an adult in 2-3 years, but judging from what the owner said, the emergency food is a baby bird that is probably about a year old now.
What a threat to leave a child like that.
Isilite eagerly stroked the beak of her emergency rations and her neck, her spirits dying.
=Of course, I won’t let you sleep in a stable. The master said Do what you don’t like in moderation. So I’ll do my best so that you don’t sleep in the stable and you can be with the master. Instead, I’d like you to listen to me in the future when it comes to sleeping.=
Que…… ?
It wasn’t a written language, but Issilite’s emergency food was really… ? She felt like asking and nodded her head with her conviction.
= At worst, I will sleep with you outdoors. Huh?=
Her friend is her best friend for emergency food, but she also likes Ishilite who prepares delicious food for her.
She was once puzzled by her sudden disappearance (hospitalized at a maid training center), but after she came back, she took great care of herself, so if her friend earnestly asked for it, Isilite was willing to give her a ride on her back very occasionally. To the extent that there is
…… Quet!
Okay!
=Okay.=
Because of Isilite’s efforts, her negotiations were concluded dramatically, and the relationship between Isilite and her emergency food became harmonized again.
It was possible because there was a common denominator of liking Hwanin.
