Episode 549: The Secret Room (2)
A large hamster that talks to humans.
This is a mysterious existence even in this fantasy world where magic and heterogeneous people exist.
That’s because monsters can’t communicate.
Occasionally, there are guys who talk, but most of them just repeat certain lines.
And in that sense.
[Let go! I an let go! You crazy traitors!]
…What is this guy?
The gap between the eyebrows narrows without my knowledge.
That’s right, the language this guy spits is ‘ancient language’.
Unfortunately, I recently t a ‘monster’ who speaks ‘ancient language’.
But is that really a coincidence?
When that doubt grew deeper and deeper.
“Mr. Yandel, why are you like that?”
“Is there sothing wrong?”
what? how are they reacting?
As soon as I felt a sense of incongruity, I vomited my doubts.
“Couldn’t you guys have heard what this guy was saying at all?”
“…yes? You an?”
“I hadn’t heard of that. Only unpleasant screams blood.”
“ah! too!”
Write, what kind of phenonon is this again?
As I looked down at the hamster, who beca even more suspicious, the hamster stopped struggling and looked up at .
[you…! I hope you can hear !]
What, can you hear my voice? Is it like that?
I couldn’t find any specific reason to answer.
So I tried to talk to him in the ancient language, pressing so hard that it was impossible for the hamster to struggle.
“you.”
[Ugh…! let go…! You savage bastard… you dare to know who I am…!]
No matter how much I say it, I don’t know who it is.
yeah, so…
“What’s your relationship with the village chief?”
ask straight forward
Judgnt that the first thing to check was whether or not this guy was a Frakchi sent by the village chief.
[…?]
However, since he seed to have no idea, I gave another na for the village chief.
“Cornelius Brungrid. You don’t know anything about this na? A monster that uses the sa ancient language as you?”
If the answer ca back, he planned to call an expert and start the interrogation.
[Insolent bastard! This body is not a monster…!]
“Okay, just answer the questions I ask.”
As soon as I gave strength to the hand I was holding and then released it, the guy hurriedly opened his mouth.
[Mo, I don’t know! I don’t know! So don’t click! saturday! It makes feel like I’m going to vomit…!]
“I don’t know, I feel sorry for you. So from now on, I have to find out for myself.”
[I personally… find out…?]
You will know that if you experience it yourself.
I called Alia, who was next to her, and Alia took out her dagger and checked the condition of her blade.
But she wondered if her own future was drawn when she saw it.
[Now, wait!]
“Did you even rember?”
[Go, ancient language…! If it’s a ‘monster’ that uses an ancient language, there’s a guy who can figure it out! Isn’t that… the guy who rides the dragon!]
…riding a dragon?
First of all, the village chief’s nickna as a human was ‘Dragon Knight’.
“Emily, wait a minute.”
First of all, with Alia back behind her, the conversation continued openly.
“You, tell in detail. About that bastard who rides a dragon.”
[I-I don’t even know…! But I had been here once before. That monster with blue skin and big eyes! His n were nurous, too, ancient! I also wrote an ancient language!]
First of all, it seems correct to say the village chief.
Big eyes with blue skin. There wouldn’t be any other races with such characteristics and even using ancient languages.
‘The village chief lied again after all.’
They told they couldn’t go outside, so they didn’t even know what was out there.
Now that I see it, it was all a blatant lie.
“When did they co?”
[It was so long ago that counting is aningless.]
“I will judge whether it is aningless, so tell in numbers.”
[I-I don’t know that exactly! The sky has opened tens of thousands more since those monsters last visited…!]
The sky opened.
I think this expression ans ‘rainy season’…
If that’s the case, then it’s understandable that counting was aningless.
‘If there are 10,000 rainy seasons… about 833 years outside ti.’
But tens of thousands more tis?
It ans that the village chief visited this place thousands of years ago.
So, the calculation ends here.
“What does it an to ride a dragon?”
[It’s literally! Whenever he ca here, he always brought a lot of his n on that big dragon!]
“If it’s always, are you saying you’ve been here many tis?”
[I used to co here often. I lost my way at so point, but […]
“What was the village chief doing here at the ti?”
[I was the sa as you! I randomly picked out the books I had been working hard on and threw them away! really-!]
“Wait a minute, did you organize the book?”
[…I did?]
what the hell is he
First of all, everything I’ve said so far doesn’t seem like a lie.
To be honest, I was genuinely curious about the identity of this bastard rather than suspecting that it was the village chief’s Prakchi.
“Why did you organize the books?”
Motivation is the most important part of understanding people.
I asked a question about this part, but unfortunately the answer that ca back was really ambiguous.
[That, that’s…! Because it’s what I have to do…!]
“what…?”
[Sorting out books… that’s what I have to do. It has been like that since I was born here!]
“So… you say organizing books is the reason you exist?”
[That, it’s not such a grandiose reason… but it’s true that it’s sothing I have to do first.]
It didn’t look like he was trying to hide sothing.
So I inquired more persistently several tis, but in the end, the answer that ca back did not change.
[…profit! stupid! I don’t think there has to be a reason! It’s just like that! It’s just like that! I have to organize my books!]
So why do you need to organize it?
When I asked again, the hamster spoke in a confused tone, as if it was a topic he had thought about for the first ti, and eventually exploded in anger.
‘Just looking at the cancer, it seems that he himself can’t understand his actions.’
I don’t think you’ll get anything more out of a guy in this state if you ask him further.
So, the next step at this point.
“So, is there anything else here?”
[…?]
“Isn’t that there? Or an unusual book. or treasure. A mysterious monster or sothing. A hidden space or sothing else you want to hide from outsiders.”
[…]
“Isn’t there?”
The hamster hated my subtle question and shouted loudly.
[…uh, uh, uh, no!!!]
A strong negative can sotis beco a strong positive.
“also….”
[…!!!]
“Is there?”
My mouth started watering involuntarily.
***
A similar type of conversation is repeated.
[Oh, what are you talking about because there is none!]
Like a parrot, a hamster that only repeats the word no.
and….
“Ah, so don’t you just say you see it?”
Like a barbarian, I don’t listen with the back of my ear.
[Like, how many tis do I have to say it for you to understand! There is no such thing here!]
“Hey, who took it? Because I really only want to see it. It keeps annoying .”
[…]
Oh, why can’t you believe what real people say?
To put it mildly, I decided that he wasn’t the type to listen.
thus….
“hey.”
When I lowered my voice and started talking, the hamster flinched and looked up at as if on alert.
[…?]
“Am I your friend? Can’t you understand the situation?”
[…No, it’s not like that.
“Oh, then tell sothing else.”
[Sothing else…?]
“Uh, like how to get out of here, do you know?”
[……I don’t know.]
“What about the village chief’s weaknesses or secrets?”
[…]
“Then what do you want to do? Shouldn’t I also have a justification first?”
[Reasons…?]
“Yeah, I have to get sothing to release you or whatever. Or what, do you want to check whether an integer cos out or not?”
[…]
Huh, watch him keep his mouth shut because he has nothing to say.
Is it that precious?
After confirming that bullying didn’t work, I changed my strategy.
“Hey, then tell about yourself.”
[…?]
“What are you? Why are you here, and where did you learn human language?”
[Ah, that…]
Would you rather have a topic like this? He answered my questions very kindly.
Well, yeah, I didn’t have any idea.
“Summarizing, you’ve been here since you were born and knew how to speak human language, right?”
[That, yes… That village chief! It was the first strange creature that the village chief saw.]
“Does the village chief know about you?”
[You probably don’t know. I tried talking to him when he saw that we were talking, but… that stupid guy didn’t understand what I was saying.]
“You an other kids besides ?”
[By the way, what the hell are you! How can you talk to and not be scared!]
What, why did he suddenly beco cocky again?
“You have to explain, why are you arguing with ?”
[…]
“Okay, tell about that. Are you afraid of people? Do you have that ability?”
[…I don’t know. everyone just did it As soon as the village chief saw , he took out his weapon and brandished it. You guys weren’t all that different either… so I tried to scare them away…]
“I was caught like this.”
[…]
“But why am I fine? To , he just looks like an ordinary rat.”
[A rat, a rat! I’m not like that!!]
“Or what? Do you have a different ethnic na?”
[That, that’s… but…]
“Then what is your na? Do you have a na?”
[…I don’t need a na or sothing.]
“That’s why these guys who haven’t been out in society… Nas exist for everyone’s convenience. So, let’s make one right now.”
[…make it?]
“okay.”
Having lived alone in the library for thousands of years, I felt sorry for the guy who didn’t even have a na, so I thought hard and gave it a na.
“Ham food.”
[…?]
“Hamshik, that’s your na from now on.”
[…]
“why? Is there a problem with the na?”
[Ah, no… I don’t have it…]
“I am Bjorn, the son of Yandel. Yandel is my last na, and Bjorn is my first na. Just feel free to call Bjorn.”
[B, yo, rn… got it.]
Okay, then the whole statent is over.
The car was about to continue the conversation that had been cut off.
[Then… are we friends now…?]
Hamshik suddenly asked such a question.
A voice that seed cautious yet sowhat uneasy.
As I tilted my head at this, Hamsik avoided my eyes and murmured.
[But… I know that a relationship where we call each other by na is called a friend…]
“Where did you get your knowledge from?”
[I don’t know. I’ve known it since I was just born. Just like my language system did.]
“okay?”
I think he’s a guy with a lot of questions in many ways, but apart from that evaluation, I also thought that way.
‘I know how to deal with it.’
After I freed him, I personally raised him up.
Then, facing him, he stretched out his arms in front of him.
“Hamshik, please take good care of in the future.”
[…?]
“Why, if you say your full na, you say you’re a friend? Originally, when we beco friends, we shake hands. Oh, don’t you know how to shake hands?”
[Oh no! No way!]
Soon, Hamshik said shyly, extending his fluffy hand forward.
[, too… Now, please take care of …?]
How many friends did you want to have?
I don’t know, but for now, the friendship contract has been established.
yeah, so…
“Well then, tell . Where are you? What treasure have you been hiding?”
[…!]
It was ti to get the friend money.
***
Hamshik looks up at with betrayal eyes and backs away.
It’s sad between friends.
“Hamsik, I’m telling you in advance, there are no secrets between friends.”
[Ha, but…]
“Don’t you consider a friend?”
[Beep…]
Hamsik beeped as if he was troubled by my question.
I didn’t bother here anymore and waited quietly.
and how long has it been
[Ah, okay… I’ll show you… instead, go inside and don’t touch anything! Got it?]
“Ah, of course.”
Did you feel comfortable when you made the decision?
Soon, Hamshik raised his index finger high like a dance singer, as if to show off his ability to his new friend.
and that mont.
Swoop.
The books in the bookshelf co out one by one and hang halfway over the bookshelf.
‘Is it a type of secret space that cos out when you select only certain books and take them out?’
As I thought about it and watched it blankly, the movent of the books stopped before I knew it.
and.
Deed deed deed deed-!
The closed stone gate opened, revealing a hidden space.
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