Chapter 511 – 505 the Stranger of Hrasrind
Arriving at the street where the blue-roofed buildings were pointed out by the female soldier at the gate, Hwanin laughed at the social discrimination that is deeply rooted in the city.
‘Are Farhist and Hellumen unusual?’
There are seven cities that Hwanin has visited so far, including Wayford, Farhist, Hellumen, Praber, Alsop, Elsnerfell, and Adji, the lower city of the island.
Among them, slums existed in all cities except for Farghest and Helumen, and Wayford and Alsof were particularly severely slumped.
To a certain extent, it openly divides the district with an introductory wall and isolates only the area where the poor live.
Quarantined places do not do anything about security or facility maintenance, they just collect taxes while leaving them to live on their own.
Thanks to this, the poor live on the level of maggot-infested garbage filth, unable to die, just like fruit that has been squeezed and thrown away rots and rots.
It is a place that should be called a slum rather than a slum.
By comparison, there are no slums in Farkhist.
Now, Seongju takes over the legacy of her deceased daughter and is making and implementing policies herself to prevent the occurrence of the poor.
Since Helumen has been claiming to be a ‘family of heroes for the people’ for generations, they prevent the occurrence of slums and catch all outcasts who roll in, send them to quarantine camps, put them to dirty and hard work, and eat them at low cost.
What is unusual is that many people come to see the low cost. As a result, there were no slums in the city.
Adji, the lower city of Yeongdo, can be called a singularity. Because it is overflowing with pilgrims from all over the world, a shantytown is formed on the outskirts of the city where pilgrims who have lost their travel expenses stay.
If it’s a slum, it’s a slum, if it’s a slum, it’s a slum, but even here, the agents of the local surveillance agency… In other words, prospective soul knights and aspiring soul knights constantly patrol and circulate, and immediately catch anyone who causes even a little trouble and put them in a correctional center (for relatively light crimes) or a repentance center (for serious crimes).
Here, at the city level, there is only one potato and clear soup once a day, but free meals are also in progress, and the cleaning monster that has been divided once a month is also distributed every time to maintain a policy to maintain cleanliness.
However, shacks are not allowed to be built higher than the first floor, nor can they be built outside the designated area, thereby completely blocking the possibility of the shanty town becoming a slum.
Furthermore, there are few people who want to do bad things with the symbolism of the starting point of the history of the soul, so it is maintained as a slum rather than a slum.
And here in Hraslind…….
“If this condition continues, the city will turn into hell within 10 years.”
The women turned their attention to Hwanin, who had dyed his hair brown, black like the night sky, and had slightly longer ears, disguised as a quarter fleur.
=Yes?=
= Huh? What do you mean?=
“There is an extreme polarization in Hraslind. The reason is the material.”
Hwanin’s hand pointed to a grocery store.
Here, unlike the empty shops I saw on the way to the upper level, through the large open wooden windows, I can see an abundance of items that do not have a sufficient assortment.
There are items with a short shelf life, such as fresh fruits, but none of them have gone bad.
“As supplies become scarce, we are not releasing supplies for intermediate and lower distances, but only for upper-level distances.”
= Ah…….=
Only then did the women clearly recognize the difference between the outside and the inside of the inner wall.
Hraslind’s social class, like any other city, is classified into three classes.
Upper Street, Middle Street, Lower Street.
The upper street inside the inner wall where the upper layer of Hraslind stays is even the road is well paved with clean, flat stones, and it is clean without any rubbish.
The buildings are also clean with no cracks or collapses, and most of the ivy vines are entangled on the walls, so the exterior looks good.
If the walls of the inner wall, where commoners live and ordinary shops are like this, you can clearly see what the districts where the nobles and nobles live.
However, due to lack of materials, the entire middle and low-level streets outside the city walls are becoming slums.
Middle Street is a place where the middle class of the social pyramid stays, so it must be a place where people can live. Were piling up.
Besides, if it weren’t for the bribe of one ten silver coin on Anne’s identification card as a priest of the Church of the Land God, she would not have been able to enter the upper class street.
Anne, who looks unemployed because she is wearing her aura concealment tool, asks as she takes off her hood while looking around at the bright faces of people walking down the street.
= Doryeong. Are you thinking of intervening in the city?=
I wish I could ask a question like that. Were the actions taken by Praver a shock to them?
“I have decided what to do. Among them, there is no improvement in Hraslind’s environment.”
Anne and Isilite nodded their heads slightly as if relieved at Hwanin’s attitude, which seemed like he wouldn’t go through a single needle.
Instead of questioning the high-class street dwellers who showed a bit of curiosity towards them, Hwanin used his keen eyesight to find an inn close to the tavern.
It is a 4-story stone and wood mixed building. The first floor has a dining space and a bar where you can drink.
It was just about the end of lunchtime, and the people entering and leaving the inn were neatly dressed, and despite the large number of people coming and going, the entrance to the inn was clean, so it was my choice.
Quite a few people come in and out, but the fact that the entrance is always clean and tidy is proof that the shop owner is always paying attention.
As soon as she entered the two living rooms, Anne exclaimed briefly at the gray interior.
= Oh. 3 silver coins per night, right?=
A large room with three bedrooms and one bathroom adjoining the living/dining room. There are only two rooms in the inn, and it is the most expensive room.
= Sister Anne. Is a 3 silver screen good for this?=
Baek Ryogang, who had covered the horns of her head with something like a white nun’s hood, asked as she put down the luggage bag she had been carrying with both hands.
= It’s not a hotel level, but it’s an inn on a high-class street, and if you have a shared room with this interior, it costs about 4 silver coins. =
The floor is laid out with marble-like smooth stone slabs, and the walls are made of long stone slabs, making it feel like a stone house.
It’s neat, and all the tile floors are firmly attached with glue, so there are no gaps.
The furniture is of high quality, with attention to the finish, and the carpets on the floor are a little low in quality, but they are arranged in colors that match the furniture and interior scenery.
=Especially, this stone floor requires a lot of work. If you do the bottom work roughly, it’s easy to split when you step on it, so it costs a lot of money. Just looking at the fact that they’ve done this, it means that this inn is above average.=
= You seem to be paying a lot of attention. =
= Yes. There isn’t a single broken or cracked stone slab on the floor. It means that you are doing well.=
When Baek Ryogang nodded, she asked Hwanin, who was looking around her room as Isilite, who had brought the rest of her luggage with Yu Leupa, put down her bag.
=Master, I think the room temperature is low because the room is plastered with stone. May I light the fireplace?=
“Okay. It’s a bit late, but let’s have lunch too.”
Hwanin took off his hooded cloak and pulled the string attached to the side of the door twice. Then, as she was told by the owner when checking in, an inn employee dressed in a maid’s uniform comes and asks what’s going on.
“I’d like to order a meal.”
=You order lunch. The menu includes lunch specials left to the chef and meat-oriented…….=
The waitress, who must have been educated, came out with six meat-based dishes, vegetable-based dishes, and fish-based dishes, each of which seemed to be around 13 years old.
Hwanin, who had ordered all 18 dishes for one person, asked her girlfriends who were staring at her after she had sorted out her luggage and assigned a room.
“Why? Did you order a lot of food?”
= Huh? Oh no, we have to eat that much to be full. Because I tend to eat a lot.
Then why……. Hwanin, who was about to ask again, muttered, touching his chin as he remembered something.
“The changed face looks strange.”
= No. On the contrary, I was a little surprised that they matched so well.
= Uh Whoever sees it, it’s Fleur. It’s not weird at all …… To be honest, I got to know my ideal type that I didn’t even know?=
Anne’s candid remark drew the eyes of the women and a small smile from Hwanin. The only things she changed were the color of her hair and skin, and the shape of her ears.
Thinking that it was half a joke, Hwanin looked at the man in the mirror.
Amber eyes common to the color of her hair before Isilite changed, and her ears, which are a bit smaller than her Anne and her tips are blunt, a man of the same skin color as her, with a strong sense of heterogeneity, looks straight at her.
“Hmm. Next time I’ll change her hair to look like yours.”
= Huh? Why?=
“Because the child born between you and me seems to be like this somehow.”
Perhaps because of the color of her skin and the shape of her ears, she surprisingly feels similar to Anne.
=…….=
As Hwanin sat down on the three-seat sofa in the living room, Anne quickly occupied the diagonal chair and stared at him.
It was an unusual positioning for her, usually she preferred to be next to him, but after a while, Hwanin learned why.
=…….=
“…….”
Even after four waitresses brought a tray full of her food and set it on the table, she continued to eat while looking at her face.
= He really seems to be Lady Anne’s ideal type…….=
=I’ve never seen Anne look at her master’s face like that.=
= It must have been fatal to her sister for making her ears pointy and acting like the Fleurs. =
Despite their whispers, Anne did not take her eyes off her face and behavior, her illusion, as if she would see as much as possible at this time.
After the meal, the group left the inn separately for their business.
Yurpa and Baekryeogang go to the village magic tool store and visit the mystic’s house, Isilite is amazed at the fact that fresh fish dishes are served in such a mountain city, and goes to the market, Anne’s duty as a freedom fighter To report the reawakening, to the Earth God Church branch.
Hwanin went to the inn’s stable to take a ride and look around the upper street.
The stable was well built with stone, as befits a stable in an upper-class street, and the smell and environment were quite good, but the place where the Que of the Hwanin stayed was especially special.
It was not a place where animals like horses and deer, animals like cows and sheep, and herbivorous dinosaurs with reduced size of Triceratops and elongated legs were gathered.
The straw, which was so soft that it was submerged up to the thighs, smelled of fresh fields, and the cool breeze blew, making the interior very comfortable.
It was the result of giving the stable keeper 5 heat coins as a tip and saying that he would give the same amount of tip more if he took care of his Queers really neatly and cleanly.
= Oh! Hey, are you here?!=
“… Is there something wrong with you?”
The stable keeper of the Inwu tribe, who asked for her emergency and que, had bruises around her eyes and faintly dusted here and there as if she had rolled on the ground several times, shaking her watermelon-sized chest. He runs and crouches as if to complain.
= I tried to take care of the Que as Nari asked me to, but no, the gray Que won’t stop me from approaching by hitting me with her wings and kicking her… !=
The story is that she tried to brush her hair and brush her legs and toenails, but Bi-sang beat her up and turned her back.
Coo. Cue, cupi
“…… What?”
Quit! Cuppy.
Hwanin turned his gaze to the side of the entrance that Bi-Sang was blocking at the sound of her crying as she waved her wings up and down as if it was unfair.
The female of the Kue couple, who had been transferred from Kura and Farkhist, is seen sitting alone in a nest made of hay.
Kuffin, her husband, sits covered with his body as if to protect such a kura.
Que~.
Coo
As Hwan-in approached, Kufin stood up and moved out of the way, and Hwan-in stepped between the two and put his hand under the stomach of Kura, who was sitting in the nest.
Rather than warm, it feels a bit hot, and when I put my hand in her, I feel something hard on her fingertips.
‘Laying eggs.’
If this is the case, travel will be hindered. Hwanin stood Kura up and retrieved an egg with a slightly reddish shell.
Guess…….
Why are you taking it…… ?
The leader of the group, who kills even fearsome monsters, takes the eggs, but Kura, unable to bear her, cries timidly and rubs her head against Hwanin’s arms, begging him to return them.
Hwanin gently stroked Kura’s head to soothe her.
“Do not worry. It’s not a good time to incubate eggs, so I’ll keep it for a while. I will return it later.”
Kue…….
There were no signs in the morning, and it had been less than two hours since we arrived here. It means that the eggs were laid during that time, so they must not have even started hatching.
Even if you open the spirit’s sight and check the egg, there is no light of life.
“…… ?”
Hwanin, who left the barn with a reddish egg the size of a watermelon, noticed that the female stable keeper’s eyes were swollen and stuck in her egg.
Realizing the reason within a second, Hwanin grabbed the stable keeper’s wrist and entered the stable again.
= Oh, oh? I, sir, I am a body with a husband… !=
“It’s not like that.”
Hwan-in threatened the stable keeper, who was crouching with his watermelon-like chest gathered after a misunderstanding, revealing his true identity and his identity as a candidate for the great saint of Yeongdo.
Never speak out about the eggs Kura laid.
“Of course, you shouldn’t speak out about me either. If you break either of these two, your soul will wander forever in the Abyss, unable to enter the Garden of the Gods even after death. Do you understand?”
Seeing the ominous spirits of the wild dog warriors standing on the left and right of Hwanin, the stable keeper nodded his head up and down to break his neck.
She had heard the rumors of him too.
If it is the biggest topic of conversation on the streets these days, isn’t it the black-haired saint who is the only job in Yeongdo and a candidate for the great saint?
A black-haired man with no aura, but dealing with spirits. Undoubtedly.
The stable keeper quickly fell flat in front of Hwanin and bowed his head.
=I, I will keep this a secret from my parents and family and take it to the grave…… !=
“Please. Then you can just go back.”
The stable keeper bowed his head to Hwanin again and crawled out of the stable without being able to stand up.
Hwanin, who watched the stable keeper leaving his cow’s tail stiffly erect as if nervous, took off his coat, wrapped a reddish egg, and returned to the guest room.
Upon opening the door and entering, Hwanin’s handkerchief was wrapped around her body like a blanket to protect her luggage, and Hwanyeon, curled up in a bed with a basket of flowers, appeared.
“Are you back already?”
“Something happened for a while.”
I took out the egg hidden in my coat and put it on the table, looking for an extra preservation bag, and Hwanyeon touched the egg in wonder.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen red eggs. What do you know?」
“It is an egg laid by Kura. It seems to be an egg of a sunset-colored Kue, the same rare species as Bishui.”
“Yes? How did you find out? Did you see it in the book?」
“When the stable keeper saw the egg, his eyes were wide open.”
Come to think of it, it’s strange that Kura laid an egg at this time.
It’s been almost two years since Kufin and Kura were handed over to an old couple in Farhist.
Que breeding is divided into four quarters of the year, and most Que are very intelligent and docile.
They are also good at grasping the situation, so if they spend most of the year on the street like the group now, they don’t even think about laying eggs.
As evidence of that, there has never been anything like this in the past two years of traveling together. Even in Helumen and Yeongdo, where they stayed the longest.
The fact that the egg was laid despite this must have felt something in the animal’s sixth sense.
Hwanyeon, who was examining the egg that was taller than her, nodded at his story.
“In straw-colored Que eggs, you have to be incredibly lucky to have an orange Que, and usually you have to be very lucky to have a brown Que. Would the fact that they laid red eggs prove that Bishui was influenced by something? No, it may have been influenced by the wave of tranquility of the Hwanin.”
“Maybe.”
Find an empty preservation bag, confirm that the function is active, and place a reddish egg inside. Hwanin, who returned it to where the luggage was, told Hwanyeon.
“When they return, tell them what you have just heard. The egg is in this pouch, so everyone says to be careful and keep it.”
“I will.”
Returning to the stable, Hwanin found the stable keeper carrying a pile of hay weighing hundreds of kilograms. When she discovers that she too is a ghost, she is stunned, but she struggles to turn away and continues her work.
Hwanin looked at the stable keeper for a while, then called an emergency and rode out of the inn.
Hwanin, who was traveling around the upper level streets in an emergency, felt unfamiliar with the fact that neither the soldiers nor the city guards touched him.
‘Maybe it’s because I’m riding dressed as Fleur in a gray Queue.’
Excluding the black-yellow-green Que, which can’t be obtained no matter how much money you have, the gray Que, which is generally obtainable with money, is mainly used as evidence of barons.
Hwanin thought that he was a guest of a certain family because he was dressed as a combat magician who looked rather wealthy, and he was actually like that.
= Excuse me, sorry. If you’re lost, I, a private in the House of Yogrengle, can help.=
“No. I was taking a walk because I liked the image of the city coexisting with the forest, so thank you for your words.”
= Ah…. You did. Excuse me for interrupting. Have a good time.=
Occasionally, it was because soldiers of a certain family or soldiers walking down the street would politely talk to him.
Hwanin, who was walking on a quiet street with no passers-by because it was a street for a noble family and a noble family, raised his head for a moment and looked up at the top of the tree, but the Flavius race was nowhere to be seen.
‘There are many buildings with five floors or more, so he must be staying there.’
It would be very uncomfortable to live up in a tree with a human body.
I can’t see the Flavians, and most of the souls are just gray souls like fat pigs.
“Hey. Human.”
It was when I looked around half of the city that the wind spirit chasing the flight, and the entity that treats the Hwanin as non-existent and treats the Hwanin as non-existent spirits spoke to me.
Hwanin, who briefly lowered his gaze and made a gesture that he was listening, raised his head again to see if there was a soul.
“That egg, what are you going to do?”
A question of the wind spirit, who is the only one who communicates with herself, who is a spirit but has no spirit power.
Hwanin, who was just passing by and decided that he wasn’t asking out of curiosity, thought for a moment before answering seriously.
“I plan to make him a younger brother. If it’s a sunset-colored Que, it’ll be of great help to the party because it’ll use special powers like Viking.”
“Do you think Norslinen will just sit there and see that another Que is by your side?”
“No. When that egg hatches, I plan to leave it to Isilite or Anne to raise.”
“Do not be ridiculous. Que follows the strongest being in the pack. It’s even more so when it’s a rare Que. When Sirud is born, as soon as he sees you, he’ll be chasing after you, chirping like a chick following a mother hen.”
“…….”
“The fact that Norslinen had an argument with the amber-colored woman in the first place is an extension of that. At that time, she was of a different race, so it was all over the place, but if she were of the same Que, there would have been a bloody battle.”
“I’ll try not to do that, and if it doesn’t work, I’ll have to pass the sunset-colored Que.”
The wind spirit didn’t like that human at all, but she felt someone approaching and disappeared, satisfied with the words that she would prioritize Norslinen among the Que.
I don’t like it, but he’s a human who knows how to keep his word. You can believe that
And Hwanin smiled at Bisang who glanced at him and caressed his neck.
“Among Que, you are my top priority. So don’t look at me like that.”
Kyuheung~
Bi-sang is also relieved by Hwan-in’s story, and laughs hysterically. Hwanin, who kept a smile on his face for a while, erased the expression from his face and opened his mouth in a low tone.
“Now stop coming out.”
As the voice lowered and the bloody intimidation spread, nine men and women who hid their identities with hoods and masks that covered their noses appeared between the alleys.
Judging by the subdued way of living and the way they dress, it was obviously not with good intentions.
Hwan-in opened his mouth while giving himself and Bi-sang the intermediate spirit code.
“I don’t think it’s necessary, but I’m asking out of courtesy. Tell me why you came to see me.”
