Chapter 382 – My Baby (2)
“Is that person here?”
Scared to get off the carriage, Karina asked.
Seo-jun and Karina were walking alone on the ashes left by the vines.
The swampy area was so densely covered with kudzu vines that other organisms could not survive.
Let alone rice, it was not easy to grow a single grain of wheat.
The soil was obviously fertile, but the kudzu root prevented other plants from taking root.
That- the people here pioneered it by setting fire to it.
He burned all the kudzu, mixed the burnt ash and soil, and scattered grains of wheat over it.
The grains of wheat he had planted had grown well – and now he was shaking his yellow hair.
“Yes. Isn’t it a quieter place than you think?”
“No at all. Poor. My nose is sore and my eyes hurt.”
Karina dismissed it briefly.
Grasping her nose, she looked around at her son-in-law with a disgruntled look.
She pulled down her skirt, which had been rolled up from riding in the carriage, and walked on, holding up loose tiptoes, lest there be any ashes on her tidy shoes.
There- I saw women with messy turbans or shawls wrapped around their heads.
They were digging the ground with hoes while singing ho-ya-huh-ya.
On the other side, a fire was burning red, and on the other side, naked men were pouring cold water on their bodies – and setting fire to it.
This was to prevent the fire from spreading further.
Plow the burnt ground like that – plant wheat grains next spring.
Anyway, there were more people than I thought.
Only those who can be seen are well over fifty.
Seeing that there were quite a number for a slash-and-burn villager, it seemed that the person leading the village was more resourceful than I thought.
Feeding more than 50 people- it wasn’t as easy as I thought.
Somewhere there must be Andalote’s son.
Seo-joon walked along the side of the road, stepping on the ashes of kudzu vines.
However, Karina, who was close behind Seo-joon’s back, grabbed his sleeve with her forefinger and pulled him.
“I, Ha Seo-joon…”
“Yes, you say.”
When Seo-jun glances back, she scratches the Volga.
Should I ask this or not?- She wondered, then asked with expectant eyes in her heart.
“But… Why did you bring only me…?”
According to her words, Seo-jun left everyone except Karina in the cave.
If we’re going to trust each other, shouldn’t we entrust each other with precious things- the cockroach said that.
It sounded plausible, but in reality it meant exchanging hostages.
So Seo-joon only brought Karina out.
There was no possibility that cockroaches would harm the party anyway.
It must be too appetizing to be on top of the scale to make repairs in the absence of Seo-Jun.
At least until I got my hands on Andalote, I won’t do anything stupid to the party.
“Huh···? Why, did you bring only me… I will not tell you···?”
Seo-joon doesn’t answer, so Karina comes close.
It smells sweet.
The smell of perfumed oil unique to a well-grown aristocratic woman. Instinct to arouse a man.
And the softness of her skin—the touch of her breasts and belly—is felt through the sheer fabric.
Seo-joon swallowed her saliva and pushed her away with an awkward expression.
“Don’t get too attached. Isn’t there someone else?”
As Seo-jun glanced behind her, Karina frowned.
Just as Seo-jun left his party in the cockroach’s cave, the dog dealer was with him.
The dog seller came, but there was no way the bastard wouldn’t come-.
There was also one black-haired dog, the smallest of the demon dogs.
It looked like a fierce Rottweiler dog, but it had a paralyzing stinger in its tail, and its ribs looked as hard as armor.
“Woo-jju-jju-Are you hungry?”
“Kurrureu…”
“Hey, look at this acting cute…”
The salesman scratched the dog’s chin and glanced at him.
The corner of the mouth rises crookedly.
“Whether the two of them headbutt their lips or eat rice cakes, I’m not interested at all, so stop staring at me like that.”
Karina exhaled and let out her snort.
If it wasn’t for that guy, I would have been alone with Seo-joon-, I would have filled up my selfishness by doing things like that…
That was the only thought in Karina’s head.
Maybe that’s why the dog owner and that black hairball didn’t look nice.
What annoyed me more than anything was the hairball’s eyes.
A man who dares to her beastly subject—it also looks at her noble with her red eyes as she looks at her bitch.
Seeing him swaying stiffly upright in the middle made me nauseous.
Carina had the same thought: she wanted to burn all the hair in her hairball—hang her from a tree in front of the dog dealer and beat her to death.
Then boil it thoroughly, thin it out as rabbit meat, and give it to the dog vendor.
I wanted to see a man chewing and swallowing the tender legs of my pet dog, and shedding tears.
“I can see the person in charge of the situation over there. Let’s go.”
Seojun’s words broke my thoughts.
Karina quickly grabbed Seo-jun’s forearm and glared at the dog and the hair ball behind her.
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The person leading the slash-and-burn people was none other than a woman.
Standing tall among her naked men setting the fire, she kept the situation under control, keeping a close eye on the direction of the wind and where the flames were heading so they wouldn’t be hurt.
The fire just went out, and the remaining embers were being sprayed with water from the stream.
“You guys are working hard. I am Ha Seo-jun.”
“…Herena.”
As if being wary of Seo-jun, the woman looked up and down.
I knew it was rude, but it was stupid to not be wary of strangers in a remote area like this.
Seojun also glanced down at the woman.
His lower belly protruded and his shoulders were wide and wide.
She was a woman with a strong physique that was as strong as that of most men, to the extent that the word ‘heroine’ fit perfectly.
To be honest, it was a nokol.
I could tell by looking at how uncharacteristically quiet the chat window was.
Helena gulped down her saliva as she looked at Seo-joon, who was armed with a weapon, a stern-looking dog dealer, and a demon dog whose size was close to that of a wild boar.
Still, it was very proud of him to pretend to be resolute.
“…So, what’s the business of people like us living on a fire?”
In response to Helena’s question, Seo-jun answered directly.
Looking for a man
He was an orphan who had lost his parents and would have been around 15 or 16 years old. He must be a child with memories of growing up near the capital.
At Seo-jun’s words, the naked men looked at one place at once.
At the end of that line of sight was a young man with black hair.
He was a well-groomed man with clear eyes.
“…Kuhm!”
Helena blocked Seo-jun’s gaze and asked again.
“Why are you looking for that young man?”
Seojun stopped talking for a moment and glanced behind me.
Karina was busy having a snowball fight with her demon dog, and the only thing she was paying attention to was the dog dealer.
The guy was doing his job properly as he came to watch over Seo-jun.
He would probably tell the cockroach what Seo-joon did and what he said.
“That friend is—because I’m the brother I lost.”
“…Brother?”
The man who seemed a bit nervous at Seo-jun’s words raised his head.
Will the faces of separated families be like that when they face the family they have longed for?
He was indeed a pure-innocent young man.
Unfortunately…
“No way···! Didn’t I hear you had a brother?”
Helena shook her head in disbelief, but soon became quiet as Seo-jun added her words.
“Shane. That’s my brother’s name. When that child was young-, I made a full ring myself. Now that my body has grown, I won’t be able to wear it…”
At Seo-jun’s chanting, the young man put his hand on my chest with a blank face.
At the end of the necklace twisted on a rope, you can see a twisted grass ring.
It was a ring that Andalote had made by twisting her own hair.
Unlike ordinary full rings, it was strong and durable, so it still maintained its original shape.
No matter how many times I touched it, my hands were charred.
“… Are you really my older brother?”
The man jumped up from his seat and approached Seo-joon.
Helena couldn’t bear to stand between the two men.
“···Okay. Nice to meet.”
Seo-joon shook hands-, and Shane took it.
“Nice to meet you···.”
And then, he immediately burst into tears filled with sorrow.
Seo-joon hugged the tender young man’s small back and gently brushed it.
The wind blowing through his sleeves was quite chilly.
It seemed that autumn had almost passed.
