Chapter 533 – 527 Turad Village
While accompanying them to Turad Village, Yuffie’s milk became sensational for the party.
「Eppuha! This is really delicious.”
Even Hwanyeon, who hardly shows up in front of anyone other than the party, got milk from Yuffie and drank it.
Other women also drank her milk once for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and when her friend drank her coffee, she took her milk and enjoyed making cafe au lait, cafe latte, and cappuccino.
Originally, she always drank 1-2 cups a day, but since joining Yufi, the amount of coffee she drinks has doubled.
Before leaving in the morning, seeing him drinking a cup of coffee after dinner, Anne looked back at her Yufi and asked.
=By the way, Yufi. Is it okay to give out this much milk? Usually, people of the Inwoo tribe say that the limit is about 1 liter a day.=
If six people (five women and Hwanin + Hwanyeon make up one serving) drink 200mL three times a day, this alone is 3.6ℓ. It far exceeds the daily milk production of a typical Inwoo tribe.
= I…… I have abnormally large breasts, so I produce more milk than other Inu people.=
=I heard that breast size has nothing to do with milk volume? How much more than that?=
= Yes, yes? Uh… If you do both…… About 5 liters…….=
=5 liters?!=
= Oh…. Your voice is too loud…… !=
= I’m sorry. It’s 5 liters more than that, so it’s hard to squeeze out every day, but doesn’t it hurt your chest? If you have a lump, it hurts a lot.=
= I’ve never been so sick…… To some extent, my sister drinks it every day…….=
=Really?=
Anne is not pregnant either, but after her body has perfected the wed cotton for Hwanin, her breasts are also being created.
Because of this, if you do not remove it once a day, or even once every three days, breast aches will come.
But this young lady, Yufi, produces 5 liters of breast milk every day, but doesn’t get fat? How? Are you an inu type?
As Anne’s spirit muttered as it wandered through her universe, Yuffie wiggled her fingers and she whispered softly into her ear.
=There are many reasons for breast aches……. In most cases, 60% of cases can be prevented by just doing a good chest massage. Anne is breastfeeding too… ?=
= Although it has a completely different meaning from normal breastfeeding. So, should you massage your breasts even when there is no mastitis?=
=Yes. Then, even with the minimum amount of milk, breast aches don’t come out well. You should avoid touching the nipple with dirty hands, and it is better to put a clean cloth on the inside of the breast cover to avoid touching the nipple…….=
= It’s the first time I’ve heard such a story. Is it something that has been handed down to the Inwu tribe?=
I hugged her yuppie’s hand as she nodded her head and asked for it.
=If it’s okay, can’t I learn it too? Sometimes when my breasts get sore, the pain makes me tear up. But here’s the cure… You can’t even apply recovery medicine. Huh? Please!=
At Anne’s earnest request, Yuffie smiled mildly and nodded her head.
= Yes. It’s not really a secret. Once her breasts like this…….=
=Huh?!=
When Yuffie jumped behind her and grabs her breasts over her clothes, Anne shrinks her body in surprise, and Yuffie is also surprised and apologizes.
= I’m sorry… !=
= No no! I was surprised because it was so sudden. Please continue. How can I hold it like this?=
= Four. From the top, slowly draw a circle like this…….=
“…….”
Hwanin quietly watched what the two of them were doing from a place away from them.
Yuffie teaches Anne how to massage her breasts by kneading her from behind. Anne learns to massage her breasts by kneading her breasts herself, while remembering her hand movements.
At first glance, it was a scene of a pregnant woman breastfeeding, but Hwanin did not understand that Anne was learning it.
‘Is the essence causing breast aches like breast milk?’
Hwanin, who looked at the girls giggling during the massage, put down the coffee cup he had finished drinking and turned to Kisagi, who was sitting across from him and focused on the aroma and taste of the coffee.
Just as she finished her coffee, she put down her cup and bowed her head to her Hwanin.
= Thank you so much for serving me coffee. I was really surprised because it was the first time I had coffee with such rich flavor and aroma.=
“I was also surprised that Miss Kisagi was a coffee lover.”
Coffee, which grows only in the subtropical region, is a favorite product enjoyed by the common people in the growing region or by the nobles and nobles in other regions.
It is almost impossible to get away from such a subtropical region and enjoy coffee in the north, where the four seasons are distinct, and where the distribution network is short and narrow.
=I really like it, but it’s a pity that I don’t have a chance to drink it. When I traveled to the South, I still bought coffee beans and drank them…….=
“The price is cheap in the growing area, but it is not a favorite item that the price rises rapidly outside the growing area. The coffee I bought is quite good, so I will share the coffee beans later.”
= Like that! No. Coffee as good as this would be very expensive.=
“No. Quality is important, of course, but what has a bigger impact on taste is the process of roasting, blending, and brewing coffee beans.”
Ever since Hwanin aimed for zero island, whenever he had pocket money, he bought coffee beans in kilograms and marinated them. An infinite wallet, half of the aspen is filled with coffee beans that I personally picked.
With a small smile, Hwanin saw Kisagi, who had completely lost even the slightest sense of vigilance, and entered the main story.
“In a few days, we will arrive at Kisagi-san’s village. I’d like to hear more about the black magician who’s slowly settled down near the village. Are you okay?”
As soon asheheard the story of Hwanin, Kisagi’s complexion slightly changed.
It was a change that seemed to have come from trauma, but thanks to Hwan-in giving her a few days to calm down and serving her coffee with lightly roasted coffee beans so that it contains a lot of caffeine, she quickly regains her composure.
The fact that she had managed to repel the attack of six eagle jackals yesterday without any damage was enough for her to have faith in her.
Her eagle-winged jackals were the biggest nuisance around here, and within a minute her dagger throws them all down and crushes her head.
Kisagi opened her mouth as she recalled the image of the guy she didn’t want to think about.
= That monster…… Narta is an leadern man. He is about 140cm tall, with a stooped physique, and has the blood of a beast so thick that one would suspect it to be Bardullo.
Hwanin uses a wooden pen made by copying Yurpa’s ballpoint pen to draw her impression and appearance on paper.
A protruding snout like a rat. Black eyeballs glistening unpleasantly. The sparse rat fur on the jagged teeth. A long, unpleasant tail, a pot-bellied lower body and reverse joint legs, hairless fingers and toes…….
Kisagi’s eyes widen at the sight of Rat Man’s cuteness reduced to 0% and his disgust increased to 100% in the fantasy.
= Again, they look the same. No, there are some differences, but…….=
“Have you ever seen Lee use black magic?”
= I’ve seen Yoshi put a curse on his grandfather’s fields, turning the land and crops black and dying. =
“How did you curse? Either you sprayed something, or it took a while to cast the curse…… Please describe the situation as it is.”
Kisagi slowly explained what the black magician, Narta, had done.
Narta came to the village accompanied by eight terrifying Higher Wolves, 1.5 times bigger than the Higher Wolf from the Wolf Labyrinth, but with all their hair falling out and swelling like lumps.
Nartha, who manages to intimidate the people by intimidating the monsters and roughly gathers more than 100 people in the village, wields a wand made from something like a human arm bone and sprinkles black powder to curse the 100-pyeong land.
The villagers were horrified and astonished at the sight of the land rotting black with the cry of the ghost, and the crops and wooden houses attached to the fields quickly withered away.
Narta, who has shrunk the villagers with her curse, asks for a young village woman. The enraged patrols attacked Narta, but…….
=The mutated Higher Wolf counted unbelievably. Unlike the normal Higher Wolf, he even has a pincer attack…… Uncle Yuhuda was even a level 3 fighter, but he had a hard time dealing with the three of them, and the three of Jomen, Thysra, and Abin barely managed to deal with the other five. At that time, when Narta cursed, everyone’s skin was wrinkled and their strength was lost…….=
Kisagi lowered her head saying that everyone was bitten to death.
Hwanin asked after giving him some time to control his emotions.
“Do you remember the way a black magician used a curse when he cast it?”
=…… I think I opened the pocket of the waist dance before swinging the wand.=
“Well……. I heard you commanded 20 monsters, but please tell me if you remember anything about the situation around you when you saw it.”
= At that time…….”
Hwanin, who wrote only the main points of her story, told Kisagi, who was mentally exhausted from recalling her unpleasant memories, to rest, and then got up.
‘I’ll have to call Anne and Yurpa to discuss it.’
After leaving for the village of Turad, Hwanin called Anne and Yurpa into the carriage, showed them a piece of paper with the main points written on it, and asked for their opinions.
= Hmm. You don’t seem to be a very good black magician?=
= Using a wand and reagents to curse a field of 100 pyeong or so……. A high-ranking black magician just curses hundreds of acres of land with his bare hands.=
= Right? First of all, I think this black magician’s level should be intermediate.=
= I agree with Yul. I’m using all three fields of Curse, Transmutation, and Manipulation, but I can’t feel the depth at all. I applied a curse in a wide range, but I borrowed the help of reagents and controlled 20 guardians, but it seems that I used follow-up scent. Asking for a young woman is also an attempt to transform a monster, but…… If the curse and manipulation are at this level, it should be considered that the fusion is at a similar level.=
“You seem to have knowledge of black magic.”
Hwan-in, who saw the normally unknown knowledge flowing from Anne’s mouth, asked and nodded her head.
=Because black magicians are the achievements of each church.=
A black magician who has awakened the dark attribute and a black magician are completely different beings.
The former is a dark attribute and inflicts attacks such as corruption, penetration, and corrosion, and sometimes curses due to the nature of the dark attribute, but the basic base is a sorcerer.
However, a black magician is a concept that combines the sorcery of magicians and evil factions, and is a group that sacrifices others for their own interests and desire for knowledge.
It is natural for the church to designate them as enemies.
Hwanin recalls the information and knowledge he collected in the archives and library in Yeongdo and tells them what he thinks.
“Anyway. If he had the ability, he would have created a monster with a high level. However, it was only level 2, and since it threatened people with only increasing the number of people, the level must not be high. Just looking at a small village with less than 100 people, you can guess its abilities.=
= Yes. A skilled black magician tends to settle down in an unpopulated place so that his or her information does not leak.
“Is it.”
=The existence of high-ranking black magicians is a threat, so the priests of the church turn on their eyes and look for them. But how will you settle down around town?=
Anne explains that a weak black magician is weak enough to be unable to defeat even a low-level magician, and because of that, it is difficult for him to live alone, so he prefers to hide in the shadows of society.
=Because I am not self-sufficient.=
= Yes. Putting this together…… I don’t think it will be difficult to defeat this dark magician named Narta. If this guy was a great genius like he and the ladies, he would be in a very dangerous state now after half a year, but I can’t see anything like that.=
= Right. So, it would be better to find him quickly, cut his throat, and go on our way.
Hwan-in issued a warning to the girlfriends who relaxed, saying it would be nothing.
“I think it is too early to relax and be alert. Even if it’s first class, I’m very concerned about being in the labyrinth.”
=Huh?=
It is not known whether there is a core in the first-class labyrinth, but if you look at her case of taking the energy of the core into her body and using it to strengthen her skills, it can be interpreted that the black magician accidentally discovered the first-class labyrinth and used it as knowledge.
“According to Anne, the greatest enemy of black magicians is the Church. And members of the Order are everywhere. Is it normal to create and serve a monster that is only about level 2, and drag the villagers to reveal their identity to use them for chimera transformation?”
=…….=
=…….=
“The suspicion deepens when you see that they haven’t come out of the labyrinth since half a year ago and sent monsters to bring food.”
= Just as he received the deep core power into his body, it means that a black magician could have committed something in a first-class labyrinth…….=
“At least from my standards, it’s a story that’s more credible.”
According to their stories, they feel like black magicians who can’t live without being parasitic in society, but they openly revealed their identity.
Wouldn’t it be more reasonable to assume that there was a need to reveal his identity and a reason to occupy the labyrinth?
Realizing what Hwanin wanted to say, the girls answered with tension and alertness.
= You are right. I guess she’s up to something. =
“Then we should call Miss Kisagi and Miss Yuffie and prepare to move as soon as we arrive at Turad Village.”
Tong-tong knocked on the ceiling of the wagon, and the sunroof snapped open, revealing Baekryeo-gang’s beautiful face.
=Did you call?=
“Okay. Come down with the Kisagi sisters. We will talk about future plans.”
=Yes!=
With a lively answer, Baekryeogang comes down first with a nimble body like a squirrel.
As soon as it lands on the carriage floor without sound, the dragon’s tail is lightly shaken to balance its center of gravity, and the action is smooth.
= I’ll accept it. Feel free to come down. =
=Yeah.=
Baekryeogang, who stretches his hand upwards to receive Kisagi and puts it down. Hwanin slightly lit her eyes at the fact that she spoke flatly to her Kisagi.
=Well, I’m going to be heavy because I weigh a lot….=
= Even so, it’s not even 70kg, right? It’s okay because I wear over 100kg of weights on my body every day and do strength training. Trust me =
And Baek Ryeo-gang, who even accepts Yufi, asks Yurupa curiously.
=Miss Ryegang, are you in a good mood? Did you share any fun stories with the ladies above?=
= Oh. Well, what can I say about defeating the bandits who attacked Kisagi…… It felt like a burden on my heart. I did, but after talking with Kisagi and Yufi, I came to know that there are people in the world you shouldn’t forgive.
Is it a story that he had the perception that killing a group of bandits was a good thing?
Anne lightly nodded her head.
= Indeed. Looking at those women, they turned into killers who enjoyed stealing and killing. If left alone, there would be more victims.=
=Yes. So, I decided not to hesitate or have any remorse in defeating villains like her older sisters.
Then, Hwanin thought for a moment and opened his mouth to Baek Ryeo-gang, who looked at him with an expression of wanting praise.
“It deserves praise for getting the motto and mindset right. Good job.”
=…… !=
Baek Ryeo-gang’s expression brightened even more at Hwan-in’s praise. However, he puts on a puzzled look at the words that follow.
“But he shouldn’t stop thinking just because he’s prepared to accept everything he’s done.”
=…… ?=
“Baekryeogang, there is no perfect justice in the world. There is no perfect evil. All that exists is that person’s past, present, and life.”
=…… Well, I don’t know.=
To Baek Ryeo-gang, who showed his innocence, Hwan-in gave an example with a small smile.
“Do you think you are the same as what other people think you are?”
=…… Ah… You.=
“That’s it.”
=…….=
Hwanin is a person who is revered as a saint by people. Those who only know his appearance respect and adore him endlessly.
However, Baek Ryogang, who was with him and watched him right beside him, was not a perfect saint, but just…… He was sometimes tired, he loved his girlfriends, and he was a normal person, sometimes chasing after profit and curiosity.
“In an infinite and vast world, each person is nothing more than a speck of dust. Think a lot. And try to understand the difference. If you can give a heartfelt answer to your own question of what is different…… You will not get lost.”
Hearing his story, Anne’s eyes brightened as if she had realized something, but Baek Ryogang was still troubled with a puzzled face, and she asked Hwanin carefully.
= I…… Did Hwanin answer that question?=
Hwanin laughed lightly without answering.
His own essence is a staggering step away from a hedonistic maniac.
How can he give you proper life advice?
As for the story she told now, she did not want her to be simply ignorant, so she just quoted a phrase she had seen in a book.
When people think simple, their actions also become simple. A man so simple is liable to make his great mistake. Thinking of her temper, she only quoted plausible passages from her books that she had read that seemed to be helpful to her.
Hwanin invited Kisagi and Yufi, who were staring blankly at him, to sit down with Baekryeogang, who interpreted his laughter on his own.
And he recounted a conversation we had earlier.
“…… So, it is very likely that the labyrinth is currently occupied by a black magician named Narta and has made it her own encampment. The fact that she did not come out for six months seems to prove the hypothesis.”
= Uh…….=
“Assuming the worst, the inside of the labyrinth will be full of traps set by black magic. She has already been told that she sacrificed three people, so she may have concocted a new monster.”
= If it’s a new, new monster…….=
Kisagi, realizing that the man in front of him was an unusual person from the story from a while ago, threw away the thought that he was unemployed and lowered his stance.
“Hybrids of Higher Wolf…… Or something.”
=…….=
=…….=
“…… Even if you defeat the black magician named Narta, the labyrinth may no longer function as it used to. Regarding that, you will have to get confirmation from the apostles and retainers of Turad Village.”
=That’s…… I can’t help it. Even the apostles and village leaders will understand.=
“Good. When you arrive at the village, what Kisagi-san and Yuffie-san need to do is…….”
Hwanin slowly told them and her girlfriends about his idea, and the women listened to him, believing that no matter how they thought about it, there could be no better way.
Two days later at noon.
The village of Turad, built right next to a small forest on a green meadow, was very peaceful on the outside.
The village seen from the outside was inconspicuous as it permeated into the green meadow thanks to the high barriers full of ivy, and the inside of the village was so peaceful that it did not seem to have entered under the influence of the black magician at all.
= What!? Yuffie, isn’t it Yuffie! Kissagi!=
= What? What, didn’t I say it would take a month to come and go? How did you come back already?=
As you enter the wide open wooden barrier entrance, as if representing a simple and peaceful village, a brown inu man with bison horns growing like a minotaur, perhaps a vigilante patrol, approaches with a surprised look like a spotted inu man.
Kisagi, who was sitting on the roof of the carriage, smiled weakly at the two and waved his hand.
= Mr. Doha, Koolkas. I’m back. To tell the story, it’s a bit long. It didn’t go well, but I’d rather say it went well…….=
= Huh? What does that mean? Who are you with?=
=They were the people who helped me and Yufi when we were robbed by bandits and didn’t know what to do. These travelers are strong enough to slaughter six Eagle Jackals in the blink of an eye.=
= Uh-huh! I don’t know who you are, but thank you so much for saving Kisagi and Yufi. Come in now. It’s a small town, but there are at least inns where travelers can relax!=
“Thank you. The toll…….”
=I saved those guys, what a toll! It’s okay, so hurry up and come in!=
“… Then do as you say.”
The interior of Turad Village was at a slightly better level than the village.
A neat but poorly paved street. Most of the houses were built with mud bricks and logs, and only the buildings presumed to be houses of apostles and retainers were raised to the level of two-story buildings with stone foundations.
Looking at the scene of about 50 buildings huddled together, Isilite whispers to Anne, who is sitting next to her, in a small voice, as if it is a little strange.
= Wasn’t this a town on the way from Palatum to Yeongdo? I think there are enough elements for the village to develop, but why is this…….=
Are you underdeveloped? In response to her question, Anne also tilted her head, touching her silver hair that shimmered like the moonlight.
=Did the black magician move because it was such a small town? I don’t understand either.=
She sees villagers visiting other houses with supplies.
Each family is learning secondary production expertise, and if you need something, it feels like you are bartering with a request.
There were almost no stalls, and there were only a general store, a blacksmith’s shop, a leather store, and an inn like a village.
When the women are slightly questioning how little commerce has developed, Kisagi jumps out of her wagon and her yuppie lands a little precariously on the ground.
=I’m going to gather Yuji uncles, so Yufi will guide Hwanin-nim’s party to the apostle’s house.=
= Yes, sister. Stir You can come this way…….=
Hwanin and the others followed after Yufi, who was walking in front of them, wagging their ox tails while feeling a little curious about the village that felt backward.
