Chapter 141 – 137 the Road to Saints
Hwanin, who followed the hardened road with numerous traffic, found a campsite that looked like a large campsite when it was getting dark.
“…… ?”
A low waist-high fence surrounds the circumference, and inside, wooden boards and decks are installed at regular intervals like a checkerboard.
People were resting comfortably on the 5m wide deck, each covered with a blanket or sleeping bag.
When I turned my gaze to the other side, there were dozens of carriages standing in an orderly group, like a parking lot, and on the nearby 10m x 10m wide deck, the owners of the carriages and people who seemed to be in their company were resting together.
The fact that there is a place in the grassland where such artificial touches have been applied…….
= With. There seems to be something like that near the castle.=
“It seems to be a place managed by the Saints Farhists. I see a soldier-like person over there.”
=Really.=
I drove my emergency food and headed to the entry point of such a campsite.
In the doorway, as he saw, people who looked like soldiers were chatting with each other in a comfortable posture.
Then, at the approach of Hwanin, he corrects his posture and greets him.
“Hello.”
= Welcome. This is the 8th Farhist camp managed by the Farhist.=
A female soldier standing with a long spear in a ritual-style leather armor smiles and responds to her Hwanin’s greeting.
“If it’s a camp, is it a military base?”
=It seems that you are new to Farhists. This place was built by order of the lord of the castle so that travelers heading to Farhist can rest comfortably.=
While listening to the female soldier’s brief explanation, Hwanin looked around the camp again.
The campsite, the size of a large sports complex, was divided in half. One side was like a car campsite where people with wagons or wagons could rest, and the other side was like a place where small travelers like Hwanin could rest.
Near the entrance, there were a few military temporary buildings, but if you see soldiers going in and out of them, they must be soldiers’ barracks.
“You are suffering a lot.”
=It’s getting dark at the moment, so why don’t you take a break today?=
“I will. What will the cost be?”
Haha. It’s free. The operation of this facility is included in the city’s toll. If you would like to stay, just tell us your name and country of origin.=
“I am Hwanin. This is Isilite. Here is your ID.”
Upon showing her identification card from the Wayford magistrate, the female soldier fills out her papers and guides her to her camp, nuzzling her ear as the puppy towers over her head.
The campsite was divided into two campsites, and the two campsites were also divided into two.
One side occupies 70% of the total area, but it is a place where people dressed as ordinary travelers gather and rest. The remaining 30% of the seats were occupied by those who were using Kue like Hwanin or who looked relatively wealthy.
The place the female soldier guided me to is 30% of that place, and the temporary building where the soldiers stay is also in that 30%, so I feel like the soldiers are protecting them.
=Why did you separate this place from that place?=
When Issilite asked, the female soldier who guided her to a place relatively close to the barracks answered with a smile.
=The wide area over there is District 2, and this is District 1. District 1 is for people with ID cards.=
=Ah.=
=The person who was issued the identity card is the one who has contributed to the city, right? The city also treats them appropriately.=
Certainly, the deck for the purpose of preventing moisture from coming up from the ground feels old and worn, but the deck in Area 1 looks new.
If something used in Zone 1 is slightly damaged, it feels like it was used to move to Zone 2 or split and repair.
The female soldier then looked towards Area 2 and explained the rules of the camp here.
= You can’t fight, steal, or fight at the campsite. Upon discovery, you will be evicted and banned from all use of the Farghist camp thereafter. If the intensity of the instigation is high, you can arrest them and transport the criminals to the Farhis. Of course, Hwanin-nim doesn’t look like that.=
It’s a must-information according to the rules, so don’t feel bad, winking.
Isili Te made a slightly uncomfortable expression toward the female soldier who was openly flirting with Hwanin, but as soon as the soldier returned, she relaxed her expression and started preparing for camp.
Fortunately, there was a hole in the center of the square deck to make a fire.
Isilite, tying Kurti’s leash to a fixed stake by her deck, speaks to her emergency rations.
= This is where other people stay too, so you can’t leave this area. Okay?=
Que.
Then she pulls some wood from the previous camp out of her subspace pouch, lights a fire, installs a heat plate, puts on a first class phase stone, and starts cooking.
Boil water, clean off the dried salt on the outside of the beef jerky, tear it into small pieces, break the hard bread into small pieces, boil it, and take out the edible plants you have collected along the way into the preservation bag.
‘It’s good that I washed it in the river.’
I washed it clean while resting by the river I found in the middle, and even though it’s been over 8 hours, I hid a proud smile when I saw that it was still wet and green.
‘With this, I can make a vegetable salad that refreshes my mouth.’
Rich people with a lot of money cry for meat rather than vegetables. It was the same with Isilite.
Even before she was educated at the Institute of Technology, she said, ‘Vegetables? Animals grow up eating vegetables, so if you eat meat, you eat vegetables too.”
However, teachers at the Institute of Technology taught that eating meat and vegetables should be balanced to keep the body healthy and strong.
They taught me through accurate data that certain nutrients are destroyed when meat is grilled, and that eating too much meat only makes the body worse.
Isilite lit up her eyes and learned how to cook vegetables.
Fortunately, the owner eats everything well without covering the food. It is good to be able to serve delicious and healthy food with fresh vegetables to such an owner.
“The moderate bitterness of the greens balances the sweetness and saltiness of the stew well.”
Hehe.=
And at her Hwanin’s praise, Isilite became happy enough to make her face blush as her heart pounded.
She did a good job learning cooking the hardest.
After putting her emergency rations on the deck, Hwanin, who was resting on her side, fell into meditation while listening to the white noise of people in the second area.
Meditation is not about thinking deeply about something and reasoning about it.
I just shake off my thoughts and calmly accept the Milky Way crossing the sky with my whole body.
Hwanin didn’t do anything special while traveling in Korea.
All I had to do was bring a tarp and BB sack for two or three simple meals, a little complexing agent, a small cup of coffee, water and 3-4 servings of coffee.
After setting up the tarps and bibi sacks, build a small bonfire and boil water.
Drinking hot coffee while sitting in a relaxing chair in a dark nature without artificial light while receiving the pouring starlight…….
“…….”
Suddenly, I wanted to drink coffee.
Somewhere between that bitterness and sourness. A faint sweetness that remains only on the tip of the tongue with a weak burnt scent that fills the nasal passages when lightly held in the mouth.
Coffee. Coffee. If it were now, I would be able to drink mixed coffee with a great feeling.
=Master?=
Isilite, hearing a small sigh filled with her coffee cravings, stops her reverse trunk twist during home training learned from her Hwanin and looks back at her Hwanin.
“Isilite. Have you ever heard of coffee?”
=Coffee?=
“It is a black and bitter tea.”
= Oh, that’s Hong…….=
“By the way, it’s not black tea.”
=…….=
Isn’t it black tea? The teacher at the Technical Institute called black tea black tea.
Hwanin let out a small sigh, throwing away his expectations at the sight of Isilite digging up information from the bottom of her head.
In the first place, until a few months ago, he was a leader of thieves with little knowledge and little learning. After receiving 40 days of training at the Maid Training Institute, she has changed surprisingly, but her knowledge is not yet at a wide level.
Hwanin, who was about to tell her to keep training her body, noticed three people walking towards the entrance of the camp, and her eyes widened.
At least I thought we wouldn’t meet each other on this road.
Guided by female soldiers, the three of them entered District 1, an old woman riding a straw Que and two female warriors escorting the old woman also found Hwanin and Isilite.
Hehe. The beast god is giving this old woman a chance. Soldier, we will be seated this way.=
= Would you like to? Then go to a convenient place.=
After sending the female soldier back, the old woman occupies a deck one space diagonally from where Hwanin is located.
The female warriors assisted the old woman, dropped her off at Que, unpacked, and began preparing for camp.
The female warriors, who had a lot of experience in camping like this, divided tasks among themselves, skillfully setting up a small tent, lighting a fire, and tying Que to a stake.
In the meantime, the old woman came to the place where Hwanin was alone.
=Have you been preparing well?=
“I was meditating for a while. Come over here and light the fire.”
=Sorry to interrupt your meditation.=
“It was nothing.”
Neither the old woman nor the female warriors who escorted her felt any hostility or hostility, so Hwanin greeted them with courtesy.
The old woman, who was sitting next to Hwanin, told a story mixed with gratitude.
= First of all, I should say thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to find some traces of the Spiritual Sky Whale. If I was 1 hour late, I would have missed the trail.=
“Is that so? I’m glad you found it helpful.”
Hehe. It’s a whale in the sky of spirituality that has been chasing for 20 years. I think you know the extent of this old woman’s longing.
“Wandering around the wild at that age is difficult to put into practice with a reasonable meaning. It is only a rough guess.”
=It sounds like empty words, but I really like that it’s not like empty wordshehe.=
The old woman smiled and stared at Hwanin for a while, then raised his head and began to look at the countless stars in the sky.
=Do you believe that one light in the sky is a single soul?=
“…….”
Hwanin knew the identity of that light well, but he did not carelessly answer.
Because I don’t know what position astronomy is in this world.
As if it wasn’t a question she really wanted an answer to, the old woman stroked his knee and said.
=The lion’s soul ascends to the sky and becomes a star, looking down at the earth and purifying its existence. And the purified soul comes down to the earth again and is born with a new life……. That is the root of reincarnation passed down in this world.
Whoa, the old woman took a short breath and continued.
=The existence that helps such reincarnation is the spiritual sky whale.=
“Somehow, it seems to be closely related to the work of the Spirit Master.”
=…… Hey, did you see something then?=
“What I then saw was disappearing into a fading mist, taking souls away. And I also saw the enlightenment of the soul in the village of Carton. I couldn’t tell what the difference was between the two.”
A look of loneliness spreads around the old woman at the quiet reply.
= Hey…… I had a really valuable experience. Ordinary people can see things that are difficult to see a few times in a lifetime, twice in a short period of time…….=
Having said that, the old woman shook her head slightly.
= What is the meaning of classifying them into the two? Spiritualists are to find wandering souls and send them up to heaven, and spiritual whales are to guide and send souls to heaven…….=
“Didn’t you say that you would take them to the spirit world in the valley of the mist a few days ago?”
= How often does that big body go up and down? The souls are gathered in one place and sent up to the sky once on a certain day. When that happens, it is called Seungryeongcheonjae.=
“The old man seems to have a purpose for the Seungryungcheonje.”
=To be precise, the spirit world of the valley of the fog has a purpose…….=
“…….”
He was a Hwanin who could not be felt by looking for it with his passion for learning and inquisitiveness. Perhaps the purpose is to meet the soul of a precious person.
Hwanin also looked up at the night sky and closed his mouth, and the surroundings became quiet again.
Meanwhile, Hwanin widened his eyes at the smell that gently irritated the mucous membrane of his nose.
The distinctive smell of roasting that rushes in with a weak acidity.
Hwanin, gently stimulating the tip of his nose and tracking the passing scent, soon saw the origin of the scent.
One of the female warriors escorted by the old woman, with small horns like a cow, is skillfully frying something in a small pan.
…… Coffee. It’s coffee too. Then it is. It doesn’t make sense that there is no coffee in this world where many cultures of the earth have penetrated.
Hwanin’s gaze must have been too hot, so the old woman sitting next to him smiled.
=Hey, I guess you like coffee?=
“…… I will not deny it.”
Haha. I really like being honest.=
The old woman, who patted his knee and laughed happily, spoke to the female warrior roasting the beans.
= Yoon Ra. Bring two glasses.=
=Yes, madam.=
All the nerves go to the beans roasted by a female warrior named Yoon-ra. After a savory scent similar to that of roasting sesame seeds swept the surroundings, this time a more savory scent with a slight burnt smell covers it.
The female warrior, who shook her fan with her skillful skill, then began to grind coffee beans with the sound of a dripper that makes you feel good just by hearing it.
‘Well.’
The workmanship is above average. She’s not as good as a barista at a professional coffee shop, but she’s at the peak of her level of enjoyment at home.
But the tools aren’t very good. Because the bottom of her bowl is angular, it is not evenly ground, and the rod is also lumpy, which adds to the pity.
I wanted to step out and look at her hand, but I held back.
She found out that there is coffee. You can buy it directly from the back and drink it down according to your taste. This time, since you are in the position of receiving and drinking, let’s be thankful for giving.
After a while, put finely ground coffee powder in a cup covered with filter paper, which you have done hundreds of times, and pour hot water.
After 5 minutes that seemed like an hour, Hwanin, who received the glass cup, was deeply moved by the strong scent of coffee beans that brushed her nose.
How much coffee is this?
I never thought coffee would come to my hand when I was missing coffee. Is this like saying that if you earnestly wish for this, heaven will grant it?
Hwanin is a little bit, but he thought it would be okay to believe in God and greeted the old woman with gratitude.
“I will drink well.”
Hehe. Wait a minute. It’s Sura. Give me some milk.=
Milk? Cappuccino and caffe latte are not bad either.
Hwanin, who thought of something like a milk bottle in a preservation bag, stopped thinking for a moment at the sight that followed.
A female warrior with horns the size of a thumb on her head, like a warrior named Yunra, suddenly opened her left breast, which could have been an I-cup, and started milking.
After wiping the milk and hands with a clean cloth soaked in water, she brought the milk to a white porcelain dish and milked…… Weave.
Literally squeeze Every time I hold the upper part of the large breast and gently push it out so that I do not touch the areola and nipple with my fingers——
Squeak… , Squealing…….
…… White milk flowed from the teats like milk from a baby bottle, and the porcelain dish was filled in no time.
The female warrior brought it in a separate cup.
= If you put it in and drink it, the taste becomes softer. Would you like to drink?
“…… Any suggestions are appreciated. However, it has been a long time since I had coffee, so I want to enjoy the taste and aroma of pure coffee now.”
= I seehehe.=
It may not be cow’s milk, but human breast milk…….
‘… Is breast milk right? The color is milk.’
Watching the old woman suckle the coffee, Hwanin cleared his confusion and inhaled the aroma of the coffee.
What does milk mean? I have coffee in front of me right now.
Sup-
“…….”
It feels like caffeine is supplied to the brain just by the scent. Hwanin let out a pleasant sigh at the feeling that his brain cells, which had been heavily submerged, suddenly woke up, and took a small sip into his mouth.
Gulp.
“Whoa…….”
I exhale short and weakly and look up at the sky.
No words are needed in this situation.
The night sky, coffee and me. What a great combination
=Is this coffee?=
= It’s the coffee beans from Euceria that you enjoy. Are you interested in coffee?=
=Yes. A lot. If it’s okay, I’d like to ask for advice.=
= Of course. My name is Sura, I am an Inwoo tribe, and I am an escort warrior who serves the madam. The other side is her younger sister, Yoon-ra.
= My name is Isilite. I am the master’s handmaid and maid.=
Yoon-ra hesitated at Sura and Isilite’s self-introduction before opening her mouth in a cautious tone.
= I…… I apologize for what happened a few days ago. We were too hasty.=
= I fully understand the feelings of the two of you from the position of serving someone you respect. So keep your head up…….=
As he listened to the sound of the three ladies cautiously forming relationships, Hwanin savored the deepening night with the slowly cooling coffee.
It was a perfect night.
Quet?
“This is too bitter for you to drink.”
Kuheung.
“…… Later. I’ll get you something soft enough for you to drink. So be patient.”
Coo~.
It was a little because of the emergency food that he begged to try, but well, it was a perfect night.
