My Villains Episode 116
30. Holiday (1)
The Amias gang sat around the table next to each other while eating and giggling.
“I already have four silver coins… If I earn fifty days like today, I can buy a ranch. I’m sick of chickens, so I’ll have to buy about 20 cows and fill them up.” When Bunny said with a hazy look in his eyes, the freckled Mira laughed and shook her head.
“What is your dream of becoming a boy?”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m opening a shop in Lerick. Opening a tavern as big as this one and feeding off the rcenaries.”
Steedman clicked his tongue when he heard the story.
“Mira, I don’t think your dream is too big, right?”
“okay? Then what kind of dream does our bald dwarf have?”
“Don’t call a dwarf.”
“Okay, so answer , Mr. Bo, short.”
Steedman cursed softly before replying.
“I want to gather about fifty rcenaries and make a rcenary squad.”
“So what?”
“It is to receive land by pioneering ‘Asag’.”
“What do you do with land in a wetland like that?”
Mira asked casually, and Steedman lowered his stance and whispered quietly.
“It is to be used as a base for hunting monsters. Like a hunting festival here, we gather rcenaries or hunters to catch drakes. If you take off the skin and fins and sell them, you’ll make a lot of money.”
“Drake caught so easily? Shorty like you, they’re the ones to swallow in one bite.”
“…I would have told you not to call shorty.”
“When are you? I told you not to call a dwarf?”
“You damn bitch,”
leader Amias intervened swiftly as Steedman’s hair went red.
“stop. It’s a good day, what are you fighting for?”
“This bitch keeps scratching her temper!”
“Sleep, calm down. hey! Get six beers here!” I looked back at the counter while silently watching the amount they were doing.
“The al is over, so the beer is fine!”
When I suddenly interrupted and shouted like that, the Amias gang looked at as if they were doing sothing.
“Ellen, would you like to go up to the room first? I’ll stay in the backyard for a while and then go in.”
“…I guess.”
As Ellen nodded, Utequa raised her beer mug and said,
“I will have another drink.”
“I’ve been screaming and sleeping. follow .”
“hmm? Are you going to do nabuk?”
“No.”
I looked back at the Amias gang and continued.
“Are these guys going to make people?”
Six pairs of eyes widened.
“I sat and looked at sothing. Co out to the backyard.”
Since it was still sumr, the days were long, so when I put out a couple of torches, my son-in-law beca as bright as day. The hot dirt floor is cooling down and a cool evening breeze is blowing.
It is a perfect environnt for training.
“Hold on, you bastard!”
He shouted and stomped his feet at the sa ti.
bang!
“Ouch!”
Tight Steedman rolls around terribly.
I pulled the shield beside it, and the freckled mummy gritted its teeth and endured.
“Be flexible, be flexible!”
I imdiately reversed my strength, pushed her away, and grabbed the quarter stick that had been struck late.
“Slow and obvious! Be bolder!”
When I pulled the quarter bar, the muldae boonie staggered out.
“Ghehe!”
He tripped and tripped Boonie, avoiding Amias’ wooden stick and pushed his jaw away.
As my teammates all tumbled to the floor, Jenessa, who was holding a quarter stick, saw and shivered.
“When are you going to move?”
“It’s crazy.”
Jenesa, her shoulders shrunken, stretched out her quarters stick without strength. The posture is good, but there is no spirit at all.
With one hand, he snatched the pole and twisted it between Genesa’s legs. Jenesa falls helplessly.
“Get your seat back!”
As I shout, the dusty rcenaries hurriedly stand up and take their positions.
“Utequai.”
“Hey go!”
Utequai, holding a wooden club in each hand, road around the rcenaries laughing ferociously.
“Turn slowly, slowly!”
Amias yelled at him to do sothing, but Ute Kwai rushed like a beast and rcilessly poured a bludgeon on him.
Bang bang bang bang!
In two breaths, Amias and Mira fell, and in the next two breaths the other three fell.
I sighed and approached the guys who were stumbling around on the dirt floor.
“How many tis do I tell you not to close your eyes when defending? You have to watch the attack to the end and try to let it go. If you hold on tight, can you block it all? Are you orcs?”
“Turn off.”
“Boonie Genessa. If you hear a long weapon, just stab it. Don’t think that you’re going to suffocate your opponent, do you want to stab them first before the attack hits your shield?”
“…Huh Ah, I get it.”
“Now wake up!”
The five rcenaries got up scratching the floor and quickly fell back.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he entrusted Utequai with the next round. Then he approached Archer Cole, who was hanging from a ladder.
“Is it worth it?”
“Whoop whoop uh.”
Cole was climbing a ladder leaning against a large tree.
Instead of stepping on the step with your feet, you are climbing up under the ladder using only your hands. He was even wearing heavy chain armor.
After completing the ladder drill, Cole then fell to the floor. Then, among the push-ups, I started what is commonly called the ‘belly push-up’.
“How many sets of these?”
“A set of nine *hooks*.”
Well, I guess I’ll have to finish it soon.
I looked back at the fallen rcenaries and clapped my hands.
“Now, today is the first day, so let’s stop here.”
“Ugh.”
“I’m going to die.”
I said with a grin at the Amias gang who made a sound of pain.
“Why are you trying to die like this? There is still a long way to go to serve one person.”
The rcenaries had a little tired expression, but there was no objection.
“Don’t think about drinking beer, go in and eat a few hard-boiled eggs. Let’s gather here again before sunrise tomorrow.”
At my words, Amias asked with a pale face.
“for a mont. Before sunrise? Then how about hunting?”
“Of course I should go.”
“Training and going hunting?”
“why? Are you thrilled to have taken the opportunity to improve your skills?”
“……o uh”
—
Amias was about to say sothing but fell silent. Well
, it would be strange if the knight had been dissatisfied with training and taking to the hunt by
sweating himself .
The days in Longville passed.
After waking up at dawn, having free sparring, having breakfast, and resting for about two hours before going hunting.
They roam the foothills, hunt small groups of greenskins or anupads, and return to Longville to submit their results.
After dinner, we do group training and go to bed early.
A week passed like that.
Quite a quack.
When I, who had been emptying the room every day, didn’t go out until lunchti for so reason, it seed like they were excited to get together.
I rub my tusk, which had been sticking out since the day before yesterday, against my ankle. I put down the wooden bowl while tickling his stomach.
It is oat porridge mixed with sugar milk. At the luxury that a wild boar cannot enjoy, they hurriedly emptied the bowl, snorting.
“Oh gu eat well oh gu eat well.”
Unlike the kitten, the wild boar ate pretty much anything.
If there was nothing to find food for, even if you handed over what you ate roughly, the bundles were readily received and ate, and thanks to this, in about two months, they had grown several tis in size. A little bigger than a Welsh Corgi?
After finishing the al in an instant, the bunch ca up on top of my thighs with a whimper. Then he lay down on his stomach and took a posture.
I quietly brushed his hair. The warm body heat ca through the well-dried fur.
“I want to eat pork kimchi stew. Do you rember what I said about kimchi jjigae before?”
Mungchi squealed and cried softly, as if he understood what I was saying.
“Even though my mother couldn’t do anything else, the chicken doritang and pork kimchi stew made absolutely stumped.” At the small whisper, the bundle held its breath. His eyelids slowly lowered at my gentle touch.
“I guess I want to eat sothing spicy. Jjambbong, tteokbokki, kimchi porridge, agujjim, sothing like that.”
Perhaps it was a familiar situation by now, Mungchi scratched my thighs with his head, not paying attention to what I said.
“I want to eat rice noodles too. There’s a place in Sinchon that really stumps … I’ve never tasted rice noodles in my life, and after eating there, I beca a total addict.”
The door opened abruptly when Mungchi’s eyelids began to close.
“it’s over?”
“almost.”
It was, of course, Ellen who entered the room floating in the air. The guy, wearing only cotton pants and a shirt, was still half-closed.
“Are you still sleepy after sleeping so well?”
“Don’t make a fuss.”
After answering in a hushed voice, Ellen handed a towel and sat down. I looked down at the towel and smiled.
“Is it just automatic now?”
“Quickly,”
he said, getting more and more positive.
Shaking her head, she carefully moved the wad to the bed and began to run through Ellen’s hair with a towel.
The scent of li, which has now beco a daily routine, filled the room. I quietly inhaled and carefully dried Ellen’s hair. Then, even combing, your hair is as fresh as a rapeseed field after rain.
“Okay, it’s over.”
“Yes.”
I wore only the Vambraces and shin guards and put on a belt.
Ellen put on a slingback over a leather vest and pulled over her robe. Then he gave a small yawn and sat down on my arm.
“let’s go.”
Today is a day off.
It was for two reasons. First, Amias gang needed a reorganization.
Due to the intense schedule of the week, the six rcenaries were in a state of getting large and small wounds and fatigue. So, I needed a day when I could relax at church and get treatnt and check my equipnt.
The second reason was because of Ellen.
“Do you look a little excited?”
“huh? It’s not?”
Ellen shook her head and turned away, but the face of the guy who woke up after being hit by the wind was full of excitent that couldn’t be hidden.
“Are you so excited about going to soone else’s lab?”
“…it’s not exciting, but it’s quite rare.”
Right now, Ellen and I were walking toward the permanent residence. He is on his way to the laboratory of Master Caswright, the master of the land magic of Longville.
“It’s very rare for a wizard to invite a stranger to his laboratory.”
“Um yeah?”
“huh. He seems like a good-hearted person.”
I had t Master Castlight before. We ate together with the introduction of the baroness, and it was a person who could tell that he was a good person at a glance.
We arrived at the laboratory located next to Yeongju Hall. It was a brick building with three chimneys, with a firewood shed attached to one side.
After holding the doorknob and knocking on the door a couple of tis, a middle-aged woman appeared.
“Lord Phoenix, Miss Ellen!” Master Castlight was a lady who could feel warm to anyone. He is an impressive person with neatly combed gray hair and a big smile that sways around his generous flesh.
“Isn’t it beautiful noon? Co this way.”
Master Castrite’s laboratory looked like, well, a rather sophisticated kitchen.
Shelves filled with all sorts of herbs and ingredients filled three sides, and firewood was stacked neatly in six layers on one side. Large and small cauldrons, hourglasses, bellows, mortars, transparent glass bottles, and thick books were neatly arranged.
While looking around the room blankly, the lady led us to the tea table. All kinds of food were spread out on the tea table.
Peaches, nuts, figs, pickled honey mixed with ginger, scones baked to a golden brown and topped with apple jam, cookies made with whole wheat and eggs baked in butter, and flavored chocolate chips sprinkled with herbs… Luxurious food rarely seen in this
world took in Of course, it wouldn’t be too much of a burden for a middle-aged wizard whose only stigma was making delicious snacks and sharing them with those around him.
The first guest was sitting at the tea table with luxurious snacks.
“The baroness is here.”
“Nice to et you, Sir Phoenix.”
While I was greeting the Baroness, Ellen and Master Cass Wright, who were sitting across from , had already started a full-fledged conversation. It was a conversation I could not understand at all, even though it was in Milanese.
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