Chapter 61 – Mercenaries
“That fucking haircut is fucking hot…”
Mmmm-
The day was very hot. Perhaps because it was a rural area, grass bugs were screaming loudly from all sides. In particular, the sound of cicadas tearing at the throat was enough to ring in the ears.
The blond mercenary captain, Saxon, was heading towards the stream with his shirt off and wet with sweat.
During this summer, wearing Gambison (quilted armor) and walking around with chain gloves on top of it, it literally became a super corpse.
So, after throwing away the armor for the first time in a while, I even felt a sense of liberation.
Drops of sweat hung from the golden hair that grew on Saxony’s chest and arms.
He struggled down the street no matter who saw it.
Every time a woman from the village passed by, covering her eyes and saying “Oh my gosh”, Saxony smiled and showed her teeth.
Of course, the eyes weren’t good. Some of the girls even frowned, saying, “Why are you doing that?”
Well, it looks good, so what are you going to do-. These are the years that will eat and kill them all anyway…
And by the way, the girl that David pointed out was no joke.. I pretended to be okay because I had a stomachache, but the sucker definitely killed me…
It was a pity that I couldn’t see his face properly because it was far away. Still, with that sucker, even an ugly bitch would stand up. A sucker like that is hard to find even in the city.
Saxony arrived at the stream, licking his lips, taking off his pants and even his underwear, looking at the beautiful scenery of the mountains and water.
I’m going to burn it up anyway, but I should keep it in my eyes for a moment.
So Saxony, who dived naked into the water, scrubbed herself.
She rubbed her armpits, rubbed her butthole, rubbed between her toes, and scrubbed her back and groin with care.
Then, he peed in a cool way, drank water, and washed his face.
When Saxon, who had washed away his blond hair, scratching at it to see if there were lice, went up to the back of the rock where he had thrown his clothes, someone was waiting for him.
“Uh…? You···.”
It must have been a handsome bastard who had just passed by.
His black hair, black eyes, and sloppy clothes clearly indicate that he is a country boy, but his expression is strange.
You may or may not be smiling. The black eyes seemed to be able to see through Saxony’s heart, which made me feel bad for some reason.
What is this kid…? Saxony glanced at the wooden sword he was holding.
The guy grinned, showing his teeth and saying hello.
“Hello?”
“Uh, yes. Hi···?”
Saxon quickly scanned the location where he had placed the dagger with his eyes. The village chief told me not to carry weapons, but secretly carrying them in my pants was no big deal. Because no one will be looking for it.
But the dagger was at his feet. I put it in the inside of my pants dance so that he wouldn’t know…
“What’s your uncle’s name? Are you a mercenary? Are you the boss?”
At his question, for some reason, the tension drained from his shoulders.
What···. Was he just a kid who longed for mercenaries? Well, even carrying a wooden sword was like a child… He must be someone who wants to become a knight by wielding a wooden sword in the hills and valleys.
Contrary to his inner thoughts, Saxony answered with a pouting smile like a generous old man.
“It is Saxony. Captain of the Saxon mercenaries. Are you a kid?”
“This is Seojun. Ha Seo-joon.”
“Ha Seo-joon? Your name is unique.”
Saxony, who was alert, came out of the water, wiped off the water with a dry cloth, and put on his clothes one by one. The bastard stood still, watching him get dressed.
Saxon turned around, drew his dagger from an angle out of sight, and hid it in his waistband. Easy to take out at any time.
Looking back, he was still staring at him with dark, mysterious eyes.
“Yeah, what, did you have any more questions?”
“Are you going to sharpen your knife?”
“What···?”
Saxony snorted.
The kid wielded a wooden sword in the neighborhood, so he might have thought that I was a lumberjack to become a knight. Saxon ran his tongue over his lips and twitched his chin.
“Why. Would you like to stick with it?”
“Good. Please follow me.”
The guy named Seo-joon turned around with his back as it was.
For some reason, Saxony was annoyed at the silly laugh of that bastard. To the point where I want to let go of the knife in my back right now…
“There is a training center we use, and we will take you there.”
“···It’s good.”
Seojun accompanied him to the plains where he usually practiced.
Ankle-high bushes grew there, and in summer, red and purple dianthus bloomed everywhere. Below, the whole view of the village looked down.
I thought that I was training in a place that was quite plausible for the subject of a child.
Beep-
He put a finger in his mouth and whistled – then waved his hand at something. Then, from the top of the hill, a man and a woman slowly came down the road.
These two bitches were the things I used to walk with this kid. One was a fine-looking young man with fair-haired hair, and his girl was…
“Write…”
No, the girl was pretty beyond imagination.
He was a Saxon who had even been to the imperial capital.
There was almost only one unit of prostitutes in the capital’s entertainment districts, who heard someone say they were pretty-someone said they were a bitch-, and visited them, giving them bundles of expensive silver coins and beating them up.
As much as that, Saxony revealed women quite a lot, and he had a strong preference for women to spend most of his money on gambling and women. Even if he saved all the money he had poured into the entertainment district, he would be able to buy a small house in the capital.
But, to be sure, the girl with her light brown hair in a plait was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen in the capital.
Now she was still a young virgin, but when she grew a little older, she would become a mature woman he liked. Probably, the off-white color is so outstanding that it can’t be compared with beauty anywhere in the world.
Saxon covered his mouth with his palm and swallowed. He kept repeating the word “Tolerant” To himself, trying to stop his eyes from being sucked into his face.
But the more I did that, the more I became sexually motivated, and I wanted to cut off the neck of that little blonde and black-haired chewbug and commit the crime.. I wanted to knead her udders in a mess and make her cry. I wanted to pour the male seeds into a thick consistency.
I was greedy.
To the point of burning my throat…
Fuck-. If it hadn’t been for the ruse Kane had devised…
“Hello!”
A blond-haired kid nodded to Saxon.
She bows her head in a very polite manner, and she smiles heheh with that good-looking face. She is a child who has fallen less than you can see.
Uhhh hello-? Saxony, who smiled and shook his hand, looked at the woman next to him.
The girl was glaring at him. As if he knows everything he wants to do with her. As if he noticed all the messy insides-.
She didn’t even say a word of her greeting.
“Mister. Take it here.”
Seojun threw a wooden sword from behind.
Saxony took it, and he nodded a few times.
The weight was good, and the material of the wooden sword was also good. It was an incredibly well-made wooden sword made by a kid.
He must have swung it thousands of times, no, tens of thousands of times, and his handle was worn white.
“This man’s name is Saxony. He is the captain of the Saxon mercenaries. Ian will be your sparring opponent. Say hello.”
At Seojun’s words, Saxony put on a puzzled expression.
Why not you and such a bastard… But Ian smiled brightly and came up to him and shook his hand.
“I look forward to! This is Ian!”
“Ah, yes, Saxony.”
Saxony shook hands with the guy, and he looked at Ian, who took a break and took a break.
Well···?
Saxony doubted his eyes.
His posture and momentum were unusual. He clearly looks as if he has not yet reached the age of coming of age, but he seems to be facing a well-trained soldier.
After brushing his beard once, Saxon held his wooden sword at an angle and flicked his fingers.
“Come.”
“···Going!”
At Saxon’s words, Ian jumped at him.
Taking a step forward, the tip of his sword fell from the top of Booung. It was an honest takedown.
Rather than block it with a sword, Saxon side-dodged.
Then he tried to fight back, but his eyes widened when he saw that his sword was retrieved terribly quickly. He didn’t just wield it randomly.
His sword was simple and honest, but it had a degree of perfection.
Saxony gulped his saliva. He was not an easy opponent.
The guy started attacking again.
He stepped out and turned sideways, then swung his sword horizontally.
This time, cross-cutting. As before, it was a simple attack.
However, since it was not an unavoidable route, Saxon grabbed the sword in reverse and blocked it.
Exactly…!
“What’s wrong…?”
C-Ball- What a bastard’s strength was no joke-.
