Chapter 60 – Mercenaries
Meanwhile, as they pass by, the mercenaries sitting at the inn table. He was drying his sweaty body.
Shoes were scattered all over the place, and a helmet and a jacket were casually thrown on the table.
“Uwaah-Captain? Saw? That sucker sucker is fucking big, isn’t it? I couldn’t see your face because it was far away. Seeba.”
The handsome mercenary David, who was standing by the window and watching the three men and women walking away, flicked his tongue and sat back down.
The mercenary captain Saxon shook his head and gulped down his beer cup. Then he pointed outside with his chin.
“Is that the wooden sword they were holding in his hand?”
“I guess so?”
Paul, the skinny mercenary, nodded his head, and Saxon, the blonde mercenary leader, patted the inside of his cheek. David, a handsome mercenary with a goatee, added with a chuckle.
“A-Is it rare for kids in the village to become knights while wielding wooden swords?”
Well, it’s not like that…
“Hey···!”
Saxony put aside his worries for a moment and raised his hand and called for someone.
A frightened young man jumped out of the kitchen. He was Stern, the troublesome eldest son of an inn couple who had to keep his mouth open because of his buck teeth.
Stern stood at a distance in front of the giggling mercenaries, staring at the floor.
Saxon spoke without even looking at Stern.
“Give me the most delicious thing here. Where should I wash my body?”
“Yes, yes…! If you go up along the trail next to it, there is a stream.”
Saxony waved his hand, saying that it was enough. Stern went straight into the kitchen as if he had been waiting.
As soon as he entered, Saxony whispered to the mercenary.
“What about Kane?”
“It’s on top. I want to get some rest.”
“What the···. Let’s sell it Joota…! Shit.”
“Let it rest, please. Thanks to someone, I can eat and live comfortably like this.”
At the words of the female mercenary, Saxony clicked his tongue. The female mercenary whispers in Saxony’s ear.
“By the way, the guy who just went with that wooden sword was handsome…”
“Therefore···? What, are you going to make rice cake?”
“No, that’s what you mean… Cha-am.”
“You know what. Don’t cause trouble.”
“Really···?”
“Yes.”
As Saxon shook his head, the female mercenary Shields gulped down her drink excitedly. He seemed very excited.
“Ah, Captain… I also want to play once in a while…”
“You’re a bastard, you did it the other day…!”
At the words of the handsome mercenary David, Shields shouted. David wasn’t standing still.
“What is this Mr. Galbo-nyeon saying…! You are with that fucking kid last time! “
“Stop it…!”
Saxony waved his hand. He then took a sip of his drink and continued, wiping the foamy beer on his beard with the back of his hand.
“For three days, we must not cause any problems… Everyone knows that, right?”
At Saxon’s words, everyone nodded.
“David, you are a little quiet this time. Think about the last time things almost went wrong because of you.”
“Yep···.”
David silently nodded his head, probably because of his sins. Shields giggled, saying that he looked good.
Stern came out of the kitchen with food. The mercenaries became noisy, as if they were talking loudly.
Tang- Stern placed a bowl of food on the table. It was the braised lamb that I had served Seojun and Lily the other day.
“Wow, Siba… Jonah will be delicious.”
“Hey, rabbit teeth. There’s a mercenary up there. Bring that kid too. This is for food.”
Saxony handed him a silver coin, and Stern nodded and walked into the kitchen panting.
But along the way to the inn, a woman walked this way.
“Uh···? What the fuck is that Nimmi’s udders…?”
David flicked his tongue and leaned his head over the inn window.
The copper bell hanging from the door rang, and the woman entered. She was a modestly dressed woman, Sister Mary, Herero’s only nun and healer.
She quietly looked around the mercenaries and asked the captain, Saxon.
“I heard someone injured his leg. I came here to see some scars.”
“…Could you come alone?”
“Yes.”
Saxony rubbed the back of his hand at his golden, ragged beard and pointed up with his chin.
“It is above.”
Mary bowed her head and went upstairs. David, who had been licking her backside and greedily sucking the bones of her mutton, asked while fingering her bulging groin.
“But will it be okay? Hey Kane, aren’t you hurt at all?”
“Write…”
It was as David said. The splinted leg was fine. He’ll take the bandages off and take a quick look and you’ll notice. It was just an excuse for staying in the village in the first place.
“Yes, go up.”
“Yep!”
David excitedly climbed up, putting on his jacket and hiding a dagger in his bosom. Saxony added a word to her.
“David, don’t intentionally raise the problem. Let Kane figure it out on his own. If you touch the bitches of the Holy Church by mistake, you will be screwed.”
“Yep···.”
Apparently, if he hadn’t said this, he was a bastard who would have made things happen by force. It must have been that he was trying to cheat on the old nun.
This is why it’s hard to be the captain of the mercenaries. This guy and that guy, they’re all full of troublemakers.
Saxony took her clothes to change into and she got up from her seat. She had already felt sick all over her body because she hadn’t washed properly for over a week.
“Uh, boss? What if things explode from above?”
“What do you do? Kill them all and bury them.”
Saxony responded to the question of Paul, her skinny mercenary archer, and with one of her daggers worn around her ankles, she lowered the hem of her trousers to hide it, and she left the inn.
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Looking out of his window at the view of the town, Kane clicked his tongue as he gazed at the well-protected wooden fence.
It wasn’t too high for a person to jump over with a hook, but it seemed difficult to get in on horseback.
It seemed that she would either have to burn down all of her barriers or open the door from the inside.
Unlike the thought that the defense would be neglected because it was a village located far from the Thorn Mountains, the defense was broken and meticulous. However, because of the considerable distance from the viscount’s family, this village was singled out. As you can see, the grains were thick and the women were smooth.
There were many places where money could be made.
Also, since the village called Dehero right next to it is connected through the mountain stream, if you swallow this village and invade the next village along the road leading to the cloth, it is literally a double blood. Or you could try the opposite.
Since it was a small town, the amount of wealth that could be robbed wasn’t that great, but it was that safe.
All he had to do was take advantage of the bandits and plunder them quickly and run away before the news reached the viscount’s house.
Kane, who was lying on the bed thinking about that, moved her gaze to the sound of a knock on the door.
[I am from the Holy Church. Can I see some scars?]
He seemed to have come to take care of his wounds.
The nuns of the Holy Church must have taken care of the wounds of those who were injured in the village, as they had studied healing and herbal medicine. It was probably a plan to tend to Kane’s wounds and get him out as quickly as possible.
After thinking about it for a moment, Kane answered and asked her to come in. The door opened and the nun entered.
As soon as the nun entered, she looked around her room. It seems that I am suspicious.
She was tough, and it didn’t look like she was going to get eaten. The nuns of Holy Church basically learn herbal medicine and healing, so you’ll notice it right away just by looking at it.
The nun approached her bedside looking a little nervous.
“I am Sister Mary of the Holy Church of Herero.”
“This is Kane.”
Kane looked up at her nun, giving her as harmless a smile as possible.
But when would the nun in the village see mercenaries with swords again? Nervous, she smiled awkwardly, then turned her eyes to his leg. It was straight to the point.
“Then can I see some of the wounds…?”
“…Sister.”
At her nun’s question, Kane pulled one of her necklaces from her chest.
At the end of her necklace hung the symbol of Altair, one of the ancient Nine Lords,—nine moons.
The ancient nine gods weakened as the empire conquered the continent and made the church a state religion, but there were still peoples who believed in the nine gods in various parts of the province.
Altair is called the mother of abstinence, moderation, and silence, and believers in that god had one characteristic.
It is forbidden to show one’s body to a person of the opposite sex who is not the one to be married. As a result, many of Altair’s followers died because their wounds could not be healed.
Seeing the symbol, Sister Mary quickly retrieved her hand, which she was about to reach for his ankle.
“I have committed rudeness. I didn’t expect you to follow Altair’s will.”
“No, I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you in advance. After all, not following the Holy Ghost is sometimes a sin.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Among the doctrines of the Holy Church, there was a strong-minded group that rejected other gods because there was a saying, “Do not serve any god but me.” The Holy Church even operated its own Heretic Inquisition, but they were mostly hostile to the devil worshipers who were driving the continent into chaos.
However, in the case of a strong-line group that forced believers to believe only in the Holy Church, there were frequent cases of assaulting non-believers, and in severe cases, they were beaten to death as apostates.
Therefore, those who believed in the nine gods tried not to reveal it as much as possible.
“Then the wound…”
“I’ve already treated it, so if you rest for three days, you’ll feel better.”
“Okay. Then I’m done…”
“Yeah. Thank you for stopping by. Sister.”
Sister Mary bowed her head instead of holding her hands and greeting her in the manner of the Holy Church. She believed in Altair, and she acted considerate of him.
Sister Mary opened her door and met her eyes with David, the goatee-bearded mercenary waiting in front of her.
David smiled and stepped aside.
Whistling—her eyes whistling over her voluptuous body were so sloppy—Sister Mary frowned at her. She was obviously the same mercenary, but unlike the man inside her, her quality seemed low.
Sister Mary left her inn without giving him a glance.
The nun left, and David, who was massaging her crotch, glanced at her and said.
“Are you around the horse? What is that necklace Did you know about this?”
“Because it’s good to prepare the parts that can be prepared.”
Cain shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and David looked at his distant face and cursed inwardly.
A young bastard pretending to be proud… The bastard who lived with the bastards of the bandits…
Kik-Tak.
The door closed, and Kane gazed through the window at the back of the nun who receded with her eyes cold and sunken.
