My Villains Episode 096
25. Rainy Season (1)
Like other regions in the Milanol Kingdom, it was said that summer in Savon is on the dry side. Except for occasional showers, it is common for clear weather to continue.
In that sense, the rain that started at the end of the siege was a bit special. This is because it has been going on for three weeks, getting thicker and thinner repeatedly.
It was an unusual rainy season.
When I opened the wooden window to shake off the wet robe, the morning sun was barely showing its face.
Patter.
Water droplets fall in succession along the eaves.
is it a week ago? Boatgo-dong Inn has a new roof. Gradually, the stinky straw was removed and the woven reeds were placed on top.
Because the owner spent a lot of money, four or five workers stuck to it and finished it in half a day. Just like now, when the rain stopped for a while.
No, it may not have stopped for a while this time. Looking at the clear sky without a single cloud, I feel that way.
I blankly looked out the window, folded my robe, and made my bed.
âEllen wake up soon.â
âUmm...â
Leaving behind the guy who was rubbing his eyes, he lit the candle on the bedside table. A humid, dark room becomes a little brighter.
Ellen writhed in the blanket for a long time.
âHuh...â
After buying a bedding filled with wool, Ellenâs wake-up time was rather close to the battle. He could hardly break through the tenacious line of defense of the cozy blanket.
I wore only a tunic and fastened a belt with a hrunting and a dagger. I laughed bitterly when I saw Ellen, who hadnât come to her senses until then.
âGo down first. Iâll send Lindsay up.â When I went down to the
first
floor, the inn was already crowded with guests. Merchants, mercenaries, sailors, and messengers, all kinds of human groups were having an early meal to set out on a journey.
He asked Daria for a meal and gave some coins to Lindsey, the young maid. Ellenâs bath water and the market price.
Leaving behind Lindsay, who was climbing the stairs, she stretched out and headed to the backyard.
âPhoenix is late today too.â
âOh yes. Good morning to you too.â
As he yawned and took off his tunic, Utequai snorted and attacked.
Three weeks ago, Utequai was seriously injured by the Underlord. It flew like a home run ball and landed on the ground, so it was actually a miracle that even his life was saved.
While Utequai was bedridden, I hired mercenaries to retrieve the remains of Likuwa tribesmen.
Well it wasnât that easy. It took two days just to find the dead gods, and the condition was also... well, anyway, it was hard to wake up because of the wild beasts.
Although not as strong as me, Utequai, a strong bone at the post-human level, was healed at the church and woke up three days later. Then, he made a raft himself, loaded the remains of the tribesmen, and set them afloat on a stormy sea on a windy day.
A cultural ceremony or something, he danced and sang as he watched the boat recede. All in all, it seemed a little regretful to see her struggling and crying out alone in the rain.
And since that day, Utequai hasnât challenged me.
âWhoop whoop.â
So what we were doing now was sparring, not dueling. A dog fight under the guise of Nabuk training in the back yard of the inn had become a daily routine.
Pulling his chin, he pushed off his thick arm and quickly rolled over to cling to Utequaiâs back. Whispering sounds come from afar as he frantically inserts his technique.
âOh, is the bloody swordsman winning today?â
âWhat nonsense, Red Bear has already won five more games!â
A dozen men squatted in the corner of the backyard were arguing.
âAre you saying you have to pay for that tidying up? You have to give Phoenix 5 games and start!â
âWhere is there anything like that in a brawl? Stop talking bullshit and give me the money!â
Those onlookers didnât do any harm, so I left them alone, and now theyâre even betting.
As one man said, I still canât beat Utequai with my Bukro. At least itâs worth rubbing thanks to level 18 and getting pretty strong, but itâs still a long way off.
Utequaidoâs level rose, but his stats and skills remained the same. They didnât give me any bonus points.
what can i do I still canât trust him 100%. If I have a certain belief, then I plan to take stats and skills.
Our sparring, rolling on the wet ground and tossing and turning, ended with Dariaâs voice.
âStop it, both of you! Meal is ready!â
As we stand up covered in mud, the onlookers disperse. Seeing that, Daria let out a deep sigh and drew water from the well and splashed it on me.
âI donât know why they like to wallow in muddy water, not wild boars.â
Even as she said that, she wiped off the dirt on me with her firm hands. Watching the scene, Utequai gasped and smiled.
âPhoenix likes to *hook* roll around. Daria likes it too. *Whoa* So secretly every two nights...â
âYou crazy bastard, donât say anything weird!â
Utequai gave a chuckle when I lost my temper and Daria blushed.
Because heâs like Mr. Soon Gae-jeo...
âOh, thatâs right. trunnion.â
â huh?â
âI have a letter from my uncle.â
âuncle? Oh, you said you were in Longville? How are you?â
âhuh. He said he worried about me a lot.â
Daria says she came to South Harbor at the age of twelve with her parents. My father was a skilled artisan, so he planned to settle down in the city.
However, it is said that the father was killed by a robber and the mother and the only younger brother died of illness. Thatâs how Daria lost her family at the age of sixteen and became alone.
After that, with the help of the owner, who was a friend of her father, she has been living as a waitress at an inn in Boat Go-dong.
It may be a common misfortune in this world.... It is a very strange life to me.
So, when Daria said that she had been able to contact her only relative, I was genuinely happy too.
Ellen glanced at me with eyes asking what she was talking about.
âItâs a treasure that can instantly fill up my vast amount of magical power. You donât know when and how it will be used, so youâre not trying to sell it, right?â
âIf you sell it and buy a few bottles of healing potionâ
âShall we exchange this treasure for something made with the blood of that cat and a few leaves of some herb? no way.â
âThatâ is a healing potion, so not one or two people will die without a bottle of it
. I know what.â
In fact, the wound healing potion was also a formidable monster. No matter how much money you have, you canât get it except in a few big cities, including the capital.
You donât have to feel sorry for things you canât buy.
âAh, what about the underground or âcreeping dragonâ? Do you think it will be useful?â
âUm, I donât know. Itâs an unheard-of monster, and itâs not that easy to use a corpse.â
âCreeping dragonâ is the new name for the underground lord. Itâs a monster thatâs never been seen before, so it got a strange name.
I wondered if his corpse would be of any use, but I donât think I can count on alchemy.
Ellen clapped her hands and said as she moved diligently and entered Rouge Street.
âOh right. Iâm out of money to buy ingredients.â
âSo what?â
âWhat are you saying? give me the money.â
After saying that, he proudly held out his hand.
â...again, public money is not four pieces of money.â
âItâs not like Iâm wasting money playing like a savage. Give it up quickly.â
âHow many grunts do you need?â
âGive me ten sheets.â
âTen chapters? No, what do you want to buy?â
âDo you know what I mean?â
âThis bastardâ
âRed thistle, finely ground silver powder, de Veleshâs horn, blue coral swamp drakeâs fin...
âHey, thatâs it. Take it, take it.â
When he handed over the gold coin with a pained sound, Ellen smiled and slowly flew away.
âThen see you tonight.â
âokay.â
As he was about to disappear into a simple laboratory borrowed from a merchant, he heard a familiar voice from behind.
âHey Phoenix.â
What appeared was Arnal, the archer of the Grania gang. She was with two companions, all of whom were quite well armed.
I scratched my chin after staring at the two mercenaries Arnal had brought. One is a familiar face, but the other is a new face.
â...this one?â
âOh hello. My name is Lemus. Itâs such an honor to meet Phoenix, who is called the âbloody beaconâ... As the
young man, who seemed to have just turned 20, kept talking about something, Arnal interrupted with a frown.
âHey shut up.â
â......yes.â
âHeâs a newcomer. Even though he looks stupid, heâs kind.â
a good mercenary is it a compliment?
âHow many new recruits did you get?â
âGrania is a bit greedy. I want to take this opportunity to gather some people.â
Graniaâs gang gained a reputation in their own way thanks to their active performance in this siege. In addition, he received a generous combat allowance and is growing in size based on that money. If there are many pages, it is also advantageous to work as a mercenary.
âThatâs what your situation is. From the point of view of entrusting escort work, it is not very nice to see a new face coming every time.â
âWhat are you doing so tight?â
âYou know how ugly the city is these days.â
âatmosphere? Oh thatâs it, back alley stories. Anyway, if you use magic like Ellen-sama, no one will touch you.â
Having said that, Arnalâs face turned pale at my quiet gaze.
âNo, I donât mean that you are exceptionally trembling... Hey Lemus.â
âEh yes?â
âGo and tell Anton and Pharrell to come.â
âYes, I will be back soon.â
âNo, you go and rest.â
âyes? Are you taking a break?â
âYou donât have to come. Iâll tell Grania separately, so get out of here!â
Arnal, who had kicked out the rookie, looked back at me and smiled awkwardly. After watching that smile, he handed me a gold coin and asked for it to be quiet.
âPlease take care of me. Make no mistake.â
â...Ummm, of course.â
Leaving behind the two pale mercenaries, they headed for their next destination.
As I turned the corner, I heard someone gasping.
âAre you okay?â
âYes yes. Ugh, I almost got tired of peeing.â
âIâm not a bad guy, but sometimes I mess around like that. A little less today.â
âIs that so? As rumor has it, the eyes and the terrified voice were drowned out by the noise of the city.
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