My Viins Episode 415


    64. Fog (2)


    Awakened Atnta from being buried in a nket. She blinked her eyes as if she hadn’t woken up, and put on a puzzled expression. Looking down at the wad clinging to my chest, I muttered, ‘What is this?’


    “Stop talking in your sleep and wake up. Something seems to have happened at themand post, so let’s go quickly.”


    As Atnte rustled and left the ce, Mungchi also stood up. Stretching while mumbling is just like azy cat.


    It didn’t suit a dark sleeper or slow motion or an assassin. He didn’t do this before, buttely he seems to have let go of his tension. I didn’t hate it, so I smiled and stroked Bunchi’s head. The boy smirked with a narrowed eye.


    Isn’t this a bit discriminatory?” Atnta raised her eyebrows as she put on the steel guard that wrapped around her left shoulder and arm.


    “what?”


    “As soon as I woke up, I started urging, so the temperature is a bit different for you.”


    “Are you the same as him?”


    “What is different?”


    “You have a lot of family members, and you don’te together. It’s news from your kids, so you have to hurry.”


    “My children?”


    “uh. It looks like you caught a skirmisher


    ?”


    Mungchi seemed happy that I was on his side, and Atnta muttered something. It was Gon, but I could guess the meaning just by hearing the way he spoke.


    The figure was quite cute, so just before leaving the tent behind the bundle, I pulled a handful of waists that exposed my belly button. And kissed.


    “n: uh” —-9 x入、.


    Surprised, Atnta made a strange sound.


    A waist that is flexible without any b and has clear muscle texture. It’s my favorite part of her body. If you hold on to such a waist and mix your tongue, it tastes much more special than usual.


    I let go of Atnte, whose face was red, and calmly left the tent. She followed, babbling again in Gon.


    When I saw that the sky was unusual, I wondered, but eventually it started to rain. It wasn’t just a drop or two, but a heavy rain hitting the top of the head and shoulders.


    The military camp spread out in the wild quickly became a mess. A nudein warrior ran out with his luggage because his tent was filled with water, a serf from Abiden dug a ditch with a jagged stone and cut his shin, and a man who was a guard in Proshafen tripped while leading an ox. The cow, which had rolled through the mud and was free because he had lost the reins, began to run westward.


    “…that’s a lot of shit.”


    “I know. Will it rain?”


    “I hope so. If we keep pouring about one sana hole with this momentum, everyone will want to go home before they can even fight properly.”


    Atnta and I took shelter from the rain in arge tent nearby. A wagon with missing wheels and a copsed tent were blocking the way to themand post, so we decided to wait a while before heading out.


    “Oh Phoenix?”


    I turned around at the familiar voice and saw a girl in a striped poncho looking up at me with round eyes.


    “Is it Eopi? What are you doing here?”


    “Hey, I’ve been here all along. What are you doing, Mr. Phoenix? Where are you hurt?”


    Iofya, the shaman of the meadow, looked at me with a bewildered expression.


    Come to think of it, therge tent was almost half filled with soldiers at goalposts. It was a tent that served as a treatment center.


    Iofya is a soul shaman with quite powerful healing abilities. Although dealing with wounds was a bit inferiorpared to the priests brought by Count Ines-it wasn’t that he couldn’t heal, but it took a rtively long time-burns, poisoning, or diseases were easily cured.


    “No, I stopped by to get out of the rain while passing by. Are you all right?”


    “Yeah, not yet. But I think I will be busy soon.”


    A girl with long dark blue hair swept over the back of her ear looked out.


    “The fight, the long journey, the mediocre meal… Everyone is having a hard time, but it’s even raining. I think my mother was a bit harsh this spring.” “So my point. Ask if you can take a look.”


    Iofiah smiled and replied.


    “Okay. I don’t know if I’ll get an answer.”


    Atnta, who was brushing her hair, shrugged.


    “If a shaman like you can’t answer, who the hell is your god talking to?”


    “Wouldn’t you like to do it with someone like your brother-inw?”


    “Miss Hatanka?”


    The girl nodded gently.


    “My mother favors warriors, and my brother-inw is a person whose name can be handed down to future generations among many warriors in the ins. And sometimes, they say they really hear their mother’s voice.”


    “…that’s kind of awesome. Hey, there must be a reason why they are called great warriors.”


    Where is Utequai now? ording to Prince Ulkar’s n, he’s retreating somewhere on the teau.


    With thebination of Utequai, who cares about his subordinates, and He, who is smart and meticulous, there will be no need to worry about the future. Not only those two, but also the subordinates they had left behind.


    Aside from worrying, I miss Utequai and He.


    I miss Utequai’s painting and I miss He’s car. I hope this war will end soon. Killing people is boring now. I want to get rid of politics and diplomacy and travelfortably.


    Iofya, who was talking about Doran with Atnta, nced at my face.


    “Are you having a hard time?”


    “……uh?”


    “Are you having a hard time?”


    “No, what… why all of a sudden?”


    “It looks like that.”


    With a puzzled expression, the girl raised her tiptoe and patted me on the shoulder.


    “Sa’aro sa’aro sa’aro.”


    “…what are you doing?”


    “It’s a mantra for all things prosperity.”


    “A spell for all things prosperity?”


    “yes. Sa’aro sa’aro sa’aro.”


    Iofya had a very serious face, but I didn’t feel any magic or mysterious energy at all.


    “What kind of ying house is that?”


    “If you believe it is a house y, you will be a house nan, and if you believe it is a spell for prosperity, you will be a spell for prosperity.”


    “……okay?”


    “yes.”


    The girl continued speaking with unchanging sincerity.


    “Phoinix-sama


    has to do a lot of work.”


    “Since you have fallen in an unfamiliar ce, you will be lonely and tired. Don’t try to endure it alone, lean on a friend. Atnta or my brother-inw or me- whoever.”


    While I was putting on a nk expression at those vague words, the wounded soldier lying on one side let out a pained sound.


    “Oh wait.”


    So, without further exnation, Iofiah turned around and left.


    Themand post was already full of people.


    Sir Langboldt and his sergeants, ‘Sir Benroe’, the chief knight of the Earl of Milgrester, and the officers ‘Fogan’ Atnta’s trusted warriors, including Agos and Hareskis. If I and Atnta were included, all the leaders except for Count Ines had gathered.


    “How about Count Ines?”


    “Still coughing. Let’s go ahead.”


    Considering the forced march thatsted almost a week, it was only natural that the 15-year-old girl would oversleep. No, I’m not actually sleepingte. It’s because it’s still noting to mind.


    Sir Benlow, a middle-aged man, is the most trusted knight by Count Ines. He was qualified to represent her.


    He knocked on the table in the center – a flimsy thing with a nk on top of an oak barrel, but not bad for a makeshift use. The Hareskis, wearing scale armor and carrying curved swords, dragged the two bound men into the room.


    “…high.”


    No matter how bad it was, both of their faces are swollen with blood. One’s ankle was always limping, and the other’s nose was drooping and hissing with difficulty breathing.


    “I made a lot of rice cake dough. You said you haven’t properly interrogated yet, so why did you go so far?”


    “It is said that there was a little scuffle during the suppression.”


    “Are you having a fight? Would you like to brawl with me?”


    Mr. Agos, who was making excuses, stroked his beard shyly, and Atnta red at the Hares kisses who had brought the prisoners. In that gaze, the warriors who had been ted for catching the enemy’s trick quickly hardened their expressions and lowered their eyes.


    “So what are you guys doing?”


    When asked in fluent Gen, the two captives flinched in surprise and quickly opened their mouths.


    “We are merchants who make a living by doing business in Eisbowart.”


    “……merchant?”


    “Yes Nari.”


    With his chin resting on his chin, he looked at the two captives quietly.


    His face was a mess, but it wasn’t hard to see a slit eye or an old scar. I managed to capture it well, but I felt a subtly hideous atmosphere, and the smell of blood was very vibrating. It’s not the smell of being covered in blood. Originally, they are the ones who carry the smell of blood.


    Maybe it’s because I saw so many people of that type after I fell into this world. I could barely figure out what the kids were doing.


    “The merchant is an asshole. As you can see, they’re not mercenaries or soldiers, they’re thugs and thugs.”


    The two captives shook their heads without showing any sign of being stabbed.


    “No, we are merchants.”


    “What are you selling?”


    “I work as a bridge between the peddler and the market. We mainly deal with fish such as herring, cod, and sea bass.”


    “fish?”


    “yes. Sometimes they are salted and sold as is, or when there are surplus hands, they are dried and sold.


    “okay?”


    I looked back at Mr. Agos and shrugged.


    “I guess the scuffle was a bitcking.”


    As soon as I ran out of words, Hares Keith three or four came out and knocked the two thugs down.


    The Hareskis were originally sacred guards protecting the n chiefs and elders, but after Atnta killed the n chiefs and elders, they became a bodyguard loyal only to her. Of course, even then and now, it was the same that they were the most elite of the Nudein warriors famous for their quickness. Maybe that’s why the sound of a drum popping was heard every time


    a fist entered.


    “Keruk- please save me”


    “Stop.”


    After the Hares kisses withdrew, the two men, who had evolved from rice cake dough to mop, began to speak as if they were confessing.


    “Eh, I hate that gangster. This bird is strong, too.”


    In ce of the one whose nose was down and his front teeth were all broken, another rtively intact man who somehow twisted his body to open his mouth.


    “Fisher is the signboard, and the main focus is money y.”


    ” also?”


    “I quit smuggling and pimping, but I asionally supply women. Sometimes.”


    “…they were very versatile people.”


    He knelt down and dripped bloody saliva as he spoke, but his eyes were clear. It is an eye full of the will to survive.


    “Then where did you get caught?”


    “I wasn’t caught. We came here on our own two feet.”


    “Here?”


    “Yes Nari.”


    “What is this again? You said you caught it?”


    I unconsciously spoke in Gen and looked back at the Hares kisses, but these guys with muscles as big as the head misunderstood my gaze and started kicking.


    “Eok geuk- go-ra, no, it’s true! Nari Nari! Live it up!” Since the beating had already begun, I wanted to watch for a while, so I sat still. After a while of brutal assault, he raised his hand. The two thugs vomited and cried and screamed.


    “The boss, no, the boss told me to go, so I was forced toe.”


    “Oh, wear Hayaz-”


    I asked the tough thug who was still sane, ignoring the guy who was babbling with his eyes wide open.


    “What is your purpose?”


    “If you promise to kill the mayor hoblu pup and the four hoblu children, I will let you into the city.”


    Honestly, it was an eye-opening proposal, but I couldn’t believe the bully’s words, so I asked with an expressionless face.


    “Who is Hoblu?”


    “He used to fuck with a few gambling ces in the corner of the city, but the old mayor sucked his butthole so badly that he got his partner right… I did


    n’t care about the back alleys of Eisbowald, so I cut him off.


    “Is that bastard a thug too?”


    “…Uh yes. But I have a lot of kids with me. There were several swordsmen…


    Those who could understand Gen to some extent, including Sir Langbolt,ughed softly. I giggled too.


    “How did my cowardly friende this far? Do you know who we are and where wee from?”


    The guy licked his lips. They seem to know the extent of our identities.


    There’s no way I don’t know How much the big-mouthed merchants must have shouted when they saw our procession. When we first arrived herest night, when we think of the group of refugees heading north, it is obvious that the story about us spread widely.


    Even though he was wearing the expression of the main character making a contract with the devil to defeat the viin, the tough gangster nodded for a moment.


    “What is nodding? Do you know who we are?”


    “Yes Nari.”


    He swallowed and spoke.


    “These are the people who will make me the king of the back alleys of Eisbowald.”


    “…what?”


    I was dumbfounded and burst intoughter.


    “Hey, you are so arrogant. What is your name?”


    The thug bowed his head deeper.


    “It is ‘Deogen’.”


    “Deozen…. What if I promise to kill the mayor and all the thugs? How are you going to let them into the city?”


    “We have about thirty corpses.”


    “dead body?”


    “I put out a spear with sandpaper and sprinkled rotten salted fish to imitate a corpse covered with venereal disease. Even though the gates of the castle are closed when the king’s armyes, they will open the north gate for a while if you tell them to throw away the venereal diseased corpse at night. I’ll have to poke some money at the garrison guys, but.”


    “The north gate is a bit far.”


    “The other door is upied by the mayor’s henchmen, so they will never open it. If you sneak up at night, you can approach three or four people, and you can throw away the body and hide it in an empty cart. It’s my face. I will look for it.”


    “Three or four…


    I listened to Deogen’s persuasion, feeling that I was getting more and more interested.