Chapter 77 – 076 the Village – Etbruk
Returning from the general store, Susa was able to see an unexpected figure from the window seat on the first floor.
Isilite, her eyes swollen, was sitting in front of Hwanin, sobbing.
= Whoa! Isilite-san was also a woman?!=
=…… Kill!=
= Whoops! It’s a joke, a joke!=
Sensing a threat to his life from the wooden chair passing in front of him, Susa hurriedly apologized while hiding behind Brillit.
Issilite also sniffed her nose, returned to her seat, and sat quietly, not wanting to waste her mood.
She wondered what had happened while she was on her way back from the grocery store, that the ferocious female cat even shed her tears. Susa, who had ordered her number of beers from her innkeeper, glanced at Isilite and asked her phantom.
=I couldn’t imagine Isilite crying like that. What happened…… ?=
“It’s because Isilite accidentally made her mixture into Buddhahood.”
=Oh, you mean tears of joy?=
Hwanin, who read Susa’s consideration, shook his head with a small smile.
“As it turned out, her hybrid was Isilite’s younger sister.”
=Huh?!=
Susa, who had listened intently to Isilite, told Isilite about her past without revealing it. Spoke up
= Congratulations to her precious little sister for safely reaching Buddhahood and leaving for the Garden of the Gods. =
=…… Thanks.=
= Huh, then Mr. Isilite will now follow her spirit master all her life? =
= Yes. Even if it’s not like a contract, I’ll follow my master for the rest of my life. Because that was also Abet’s request. =
= Well thought out. As Isilite knows, she’s like a spirit priest, and there aren’t many of her in the world. =
= I know. Really…….=
Susa exclaimed inwardly as Isilite glanced at her phantom as she replied.
‘You’ve been possessed! I became a prisoner of my body and mind to the spirit master!’
Susa couldn’t help but admire.
The four maidens of Yulkam Village also looked like they would give their hearts to Hwanin if they needed it.
It was the first time in her forty years of life that a woman showed such determination, but this time, even an awakened professional!
The moment she thought how she could make a woman fall for her like that, she was taken aback.
‘Wait a minute, come to think of it…….’
After the sparring in front of Lehil, Brillit also sometimes changed her view of Hwanin.
A sense of crisis overtook Susa that she would lose her lover if she did something wrong.
Especially on her last night at Yulkam, Susa clenched her fists, recalling how she sighed in dissatisfaction after having a hot night with Brillit.
‘I can’t Tonight, I’m going to have to eat some spleen pills and use my strength.’
She is a Susa who came to respect her Hwanin at some point, but she said that and this is this. She can’t open my woman and be taken away.
Promising that in her heart, Susa handed over to her Hwanin all the money she had disposed of at her general store for the beasts and heterogeneous skins.
=It was a lot of beast leather to digest here, but perhaps because of this overflow phenomenon, Chief Mera was thinking of making leather armor with beast leather and putting it on the vigilantes. Thanks to you, I was able to organize most of them at a good price. This is the price.=
There were 76 silver coins in the pocket. Arithmetically, it means that one piece of leather cost close to 1.9 million won.
=The teeth and horns seem to have to be sold in Wayford. It’s a material that is consumed a lot in alchemy and pharmaceuticals, so selling it in Wayford is better than Etbruk in terms of price.=
“Susa-san knows well about going up, so I’ll leave it to you. Here, it belongs to you.”
I rounded up and handed out 8 silver coins, and Susa politely accepted them with both hands.
This deal was decided on the way. No matter how much the sale proceeds, Hwanin will take 90% and Susa and the others will keep the remaining 10%.
Of course, Susa wanted to transfer the horn, teeth, hide, and all proceeds from the sale, but Hwanin knew very well that a one-way transaction was as fragile as glass.
So, considering his role, he planned to distribute income at a ratio of 7:3, but Susa also politely refused, and in the end, the distribution ratio was decided at 9:1.
Of the 8 silver coins, 3 silver coins belong to Brillit, 3 silver coins to Dinte and Hussuk, and the remaining 2 to Susa.
‘I guess the 6 greniers were 6 silver coins, including the meat, bones, and by-products.’
In any case, this made my possessions 2 gold coins, 13 ten silver coins, and 47 silver coins. If converted into won, it is about 370 million won.
There is also a tribal alliance gold coin, but this must be preserved for proof.
‘The subordinate contract costs one gold coin. The Wayford administrator said that the cost of registering for identity and issuing a license to explore the labyrinth would cost 5 ten silver coins for two people, so the money that can actually be spent is 220 million…….’
If it’s a lot, it’s a lot of money; if it’s a little, it’s a little money.
The first-aid recovery potion that Dorito, the owner of Yulkam’s general store, has prepared for you, heals cuts that would expose your internal organs to a slightly less severe level, and costs 5 silver coins per bottle.
If you pack these consumables for two people, and consider the cost of repairing and repairing equipment, the cost of lodging at the inn, and the cost of gathering information, the two gold coins will disappear in an instant.
‘But the by-products of the labyrinth monster turn out to be more money than I thought.’
I never thought that a piece of leather, even if it had almost no scars, would cost 1.9 million won for a wolf-sized leather.
If you prepare after gathering information for about a month and enter the labyrinth, you may not be able to make a profit, but you will be able to add some income.
‘If that’s not the case, then I could sell my name to the soul trader.’
He was a hwanin who calmly conceived a plan to work in a small city while watching the group start laughing and chatting with a cold beer to the point where dew formed.
The squeaking sound of the bed frame screaming.
A whisper so small that it is incomprehensible.
The sobbing sound of a woman in pain.
Whether Eleth, the porter, is intermingling flesh with someone, or whether Brillit is making her love with Susa, the obvious sound of sexual intimacy breaks through the wooden walls.
“…….”
Hwanin, who tried to fall asleep while listening to the sound, eventually woke up from the bed with a sigh.
Rather than just lying down like this, it would be better to look around the village and take a light sleep in a quiet place.
= Ugh…….=
Crossing Isilite, who slept in light clothes with a blanket and sleeping bag on the floor, and opened the door and came out, the groans of pleasure could be heard more clearly from the rooms on the left and right.
‘Was it both?’
Aside from the creaking of trees coming from the second floor, the inn is extremely quiet. When you leave the inn, you can see the scenery of the village whitened by the moonlight.
And here and there, there are people standing there.
If it were a normal person, he would have screamed that it was a ghost in fright, but Hwanin ignored it with his unique dry sensibility and started walking along the road.
=Lord, master!=
However, Isilite came running in a hurry, wearing only a cloak. As if she had just woken up from sleep, through the open gaps in her cloak, through her short tights-like undergarments and a thin linen tee, she could see all of her breasts.
Was it instinctive or intentional to bring the great sword?
= Oh, why did you come out without sleeping? Enemy?=
“I was just out for a short walk. Go back and keep growing.”
= No. I will follow the master.=
A beautiful woman with brown wavy hair looks at me with a naive expression. Hwanin looked at her face for a while, then turned around and started walking.
“When Abet asked me to stick around, he didn’t mean to stick with me all the time. It must have meant going together like a colleague.”
= Uh…… Really?=
On the outside, it meant to be together as a colleague until the end, but on the inside, I also felt that they wanted a relationship that was more than just a colleague.
How can I explain this? Hwanin didn’t answer, as it would be ridiculous to be honest.
Then, Isilite seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but then she immediately followed Hwanin and said with a face that did not even raise the slightest doubt.
= I will follow you anyway. Master didn’t even bring a weapon.=
“…….”
Hwan-in felt a little uncomfortable at the face of Isilite, who did not doubt that she believed in her own words.
A person who is the exact opposite of a different self on the outside and inside, the same person on the outside and inside.
A person who feels uncomfortable being with them.
It’s just that it’s emotionally uncomfortable, but since he knew that such a person with two sides is a good person to be with, Hwanin didn’t show it and held up a stone ax at his waist.
“I can’t see this.”
= With a toy like that…….=
Hwanin did not listen to Isilite until the end, pointed at a wooden fence about 50 meters away, and threw a stone ax with a motion that did not require much effort.
Whiririririk-…… Jump!
Watching the stone ax lodged precisely in the tree, Isilite blinked her eyes open with her mouth slightly open, then ran quickly to retrieve her stone axe.
=Did the master learn throwing?=
“As I said during the day, the first time I fought with a weapon was three months ago.”
=…… Wow. I’ve been practicing dagger throwing for years, but all I can do is hit an enemy 10m away…….=
“That is rather serious.”
= Oh, no. This is normal. …… Maybe.=
“Was the person who taught you at that level?”
=…… Because that mercenary was above average…….=
When she recalled the skinny mercenary who even hit apples 20m away, Isilite shook her head in a bit sullen.
‘Relationships have changed, so it’s better to build friendships.’
Hwanin picked up some pebbles on the ground and handed them to Isilite.
“Find that fence. It is a fence from which branches extend.”
=…….=
Isilite, who was staring at the 20m fence pointed out by Hwanin with a serious face, threw a pebble with a short cry.
Piyung-…….
The pebbles held strong power and disappeared into the darkness like bullets.
“…….”
=…….=
Turning away from Isilite, whose face was reddened, Hwanin asked him to look closely at his hands, wrists, and shoulders, and threw the pebbles as a basic pitching method.
Chewing- Pak!
=Wow.=
“Keep your eyes on the target. Pay attention to your wrist snap and shoulder rotation, and calculate in your head where the pebbles fly depending on the angle, the weight of the projectile and the parabola. If you practice like that, your hit rate will naturally go up.”
=…….=
Isilite had so many questions to ask, he didn’t know where to start.
What is a parabola, what is an angle, and what is a snap?
But it’s clear to see and follow.
Isilite imitated Hwanin’s pitching posture as much as possible and threw it, thinking that he couldn’t compare to that skinny mercenary who just said things like, “Look closely and guess, throw as hard as you can.”
Good!
The stone, which contained tremendous power, slightly missed the fence, showing a better trajectory than before.
= And !=
Seeing that, Isilite was thrilled.
I only imitated her, but she changed so noticeably, wouldn’t she be able to hit at a distance of 30m when limited to a large target?
“The throwing method changes slightly depending on the type of projectile, but mostly it is there. She memorizes the moves she just made, and if she trains in her spare time, her throwing skills will continue to improve.”
As I listened to her explanation, Isilite, who threw her pebbles again, saw them brushing the twigs of her hedge, and shouted with her lit up face.
= Yep! Wow, the master is good at teaching. The skinny mercenary who taught me how to throw kept asking for money while saying strange things about throwing straight ahead and giving me strength!=
“…… It’s night, be quiet.”
=Yes.=
Hwanin, who made Isilite shut her mouth, thought about the change in her as she moved her steps again.
In fact, Isilite was a visionary who could not understand such a drastic change.
When she first met Isilite, though, she had some charisma as her thief boss. But doesn’t she look like a puppy now?
‘Is it possible for people to change so much just with or without the internet?’
When she was on Earth, she had seen Hwanin’s column claiming that the Internet accelerates human malice.
It was a story that children learn malice faster because they can easily access all kinds of crimes, incidents and accidents on the Internet in modern times.
Since Hwan In-do grew up in an era where there was no internet at all and went through the process of rapid spread, she sympathized with the column to some extent.
It is said that the formation of a person’s personality is greatly influenced by the environment. Maengmo Samcheonjikyo is an extension of that story.
If malice is easily accessible, it is easy to be stained with malice.
‘Even so, Issilite’s changes are too wide.’
I don’t think it’s made up, but…….
Hwanin, who was clearing her head while thinking about this and that, looked around her village and sat down in a pavilion under a tree that looked like a centuries-old zelkova tree in the center of the village.
‘There is no confusion. The soul is all light gray and the number is twenty-seven.’
Whiiing – A cold wind blows and cools the slightly heated body while walking. Then her forehead started to tingle again.
During the day, it was the place where I was kissed by Abette.
I care. The bluish soul turned gray, and it was all from the fact that her skin felt like peppermint juice had been applied to it after the kiss.
It was Abette who had been attached to Isilite for decades until she became mixed up.
It was not thought that Abet’s spirit did any harm.
She looked up at Isilite as she picked up a nearby rock and practiced throwing it at a suitable target.
She didn’t look stupid enough to not know that if she harmed her, it also affected Isilite.
‘Then it means that he left something behind, but what is that?’
Watching the hem of her cloak flutter and her heavy breasts sway whenever her arm moved, Hwanin saw a spirit with an old dog’s head approaching and looked towards it.
“Soul Master…….」
This is it.
Hwanin clenched his fist at the voice of the spirit, echoing the same as the voice of the spirit.
