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Wise Civilization Life-Episode 213

213Angry

When Fields and the other agents raised their muzzles toward Lizardman, Sarcho said, " Oh, my god." I thought the fight wasn't even established..

Sarcho's idea was right..

It was just a different winner..

Before the trigger was pulled, Lizardman ran and swung his sword. In addition, lightning strands of two stems touched two agents.

It was a weak current that you could hear a faint burst burning the atmosphere. It was enough to stop the two..

Lizardman slipped and cut the necks of the two men in order. Even with the light knifing, the blade was deep enough to pass between the neck bones..

Sarcho said.

"…You are?"

Lizardman said.

"Are you asking me what I'm doing? Or you're asking my name.?"

"It's both.."

Lizardman inserted his sword into the check house and said.

"It's difficult. If you tell me what I'm doing, it's hard for you to accept. If you tell me my name, you don't know who it is.."

Sarcho habitually swept away the hair that bristled with tension.

"I need to know what you're doing, and why you helped me. You can know, you need to know the name of the old man who saved me. Why not express gratitude to the benefactor?"

Lizardman pulled out the bear with a familiar motion.

Then he skillfully crumpled the herb into the bear's bag, and the spark at his fingertips. I raised it and lit it..

Lizardman sucked the bear bag for a long time and spat out smoke.

"You've heard of Lizardman drifting.?"

"Yes? That's just a folk story that's passed down.…"

"Not known. I wouldn't be all in that story. But the drifting Lizardman in some stories is me. For example, I told an old story to Halfvin, who lost one hand. You have.."

Sarcho took a big deep breath.

'The person in the story is in front of my eyes.?'

Lizardman said.

"Oh, my name is Owen.."

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Sarcho followed Owen to Schwanel's back alley..

"I don't know if it's the revolution, but there's a bit of an empty house.."

"I heard there were some nobles who fled Schwanel after the revolution.. I'm investigating an empty house that looks like that, but I can't afford it.…"

"Then you can borrow it.."

The house Owen invited was on the third floor of a building.

There was dust on the floor as if a person hadn't set foot recently.

Owen sat down in a chair by the window and said.

"There's a guest here, but unfortunately there's nothing to treat you. I have jerky, and I'll chew it.?"

"No, it's fine. There's something I want to ask more than that. No... Actually, there are a lot of things I want to ask you.."

Owen took a piece of jerky out of his pocket and asked it in his mouth.

Owen chomped and said, " Oh, my god.".

"Maybe the night will be longer, let me ask you.."

Sarcho thought for a moment.

There are a lot of questions, but first of all I wanted to ask an important question.

"…Are you, too, the 'chosen one'?"

Even if it's Sarcho, who never went to war, Owen used the lightning bolt. I couldn't recognize him..

'The notoriety of the followers of Masin Yacheon, called " the Chosen One," This Schwanel, the farthest from the battlefield, is also well known.

The chosen ones, who are treated as a kind of adults, have been since the Apostle Lacrak With the steady appearance of Machin's killers, the enemy forces on the front lines of the empire I burned him to death with a thunderbolt..

The soldiers who faced the chosen on the battlefield and luckily survived When the storm comes, it's true and asks for forgiveness from Machin. There was nonsense.

Owen said.

"Yes.."

Let's get to the party, even if it's a fact that we can see only by looking at it. Sarcho had difficulty breathing.

"So, you, a follower of Machin,... why did you save me??"

"Hmm.."

Owen scratched his jaw.

"That means you have a lung, young friend. ."

Sarcho looked at Owen with questioning eyes without answering.

Owen said.

"I didn't save you as a follower of the Blue Worm God. Of course, I still follow His will, but, uh, what do you say about this? It's good to do it.…"

Owen, troubled, looked up lightly..

"Oh, yeah. You're a friend of Dyne.?"

"I prefer the word comrade, but I do.."

"Then you must have heard the story you told Dyne.."

"Oh, yes.."

"That's my story.."

The Story of the Lizardman Tribe who suffered under the Frogman Tribe.

Sarcho remembered, but he crossed..

"It's been nearly 300 years since we escaped that tribal life. There may be such a tribe somewhere, but I used to be I understood it as a story.."

"It's not. That's right.."

"Yes.?"

"300It's nearly a year old, it's an old story.."

In Owen's choleric answer, Sarcho slowly looked suspicious. I changed to a surprised look..

"You're telling me you've been alive since then.?"

"Yeah. How old I look.?"

Sarcho looked at Owen in the moonlight.

The age of other races is hard to figure out, Lizardman. It's a race that doesn't show good aging..

"I don't know.."

"Ninety-eight, even 200 this year.."

Sarcho crossed..

"But ... But Lizardman dies no matter how long he lives, 80 years old.. It's hard to get past 120 years of age, even for a long-lived elf-like race.."

"There's always an exception.."

"No one can live that long."

"Can you affirm??"

Sarcho didn't answer that question straight away..

Owen said.

"The world is full of power that we won't understand.?"

Sarcho understood the words.

Owen then said.

"I was a drifter. I didn't settle down after I got quite an age. So I wanted to go where I could before I died. Across the ocean, which was the end of the world I knew at the time, on this continent I'm here.."

Owen took out another jerky and chewed it.

"All the places where people live are similar. I can no longer hear the words of Him who sent down the revelation from time to time. I drifted aimlessly. Then I found ancient ruins. I went through the seedy traps, and I put a small glass bottle at the end. There you are. I thought it was good for the thirsty car, so I emptied the glass bottle. Well…"

Owen laughed.

"I thought it was just water until about 30 years ago. I thought I was just going to live a long time, but even when I get older, my body's vitality is When it rains without disappearing, the limbs that have been raised are as young as they have been since one day. The power went tight. My hair has become clearer and brighter. After a while, the only thing that's special is the emptying of that vial. It wasn't there.."

Sarcho is embarrassed by something, and it's hard to believe it's hot. I asked..

"Can you prove it?"

Owen shrugged.

"If you prove it,can you confirm it? When Lakrak the Great put the go, he always put it in the middle. So if you tell me you can't win, this is a play, so you can do it yourself. You're sticking to doing it, aren't you? Just because I want to do it. The funny thing is, you beat me for a few editions. Even if I keep it all right.."

Sarcho just decided to believe it..

"I know that Machin's will has become invisible since he came to this land.. So what's the reason you saved me??"

Owen said.

"You may not know, but I was called a storyteller in Black Forest.."

"Storyteller?"

"I'm wandering around, telling stories, and solving the problem in return.. Of course, I didn't tell you anything. The story I told Dyne was my story, and he helped me in that story. Lizardman is Lakrak.."

"…Oh."

Sarcho belatedly realized that the story was familiar..

As a priest, Sarcho also learns the knowledge of drinking and believing in drinking. In the old story of the time when the Yacheon Bridge was established, he and I remembered seeing a similar story..

Owen continued.

"I must die for Lakrak and for him, and because I did not have the courage I owe it to others who did. When Lakrak the Great saved me, I thought I'd give my whole life to live.... how great my sin was, I still survived.."

Sarcho knew that Owen had been dull and emaciated for many years..

No matter what happens in front of his eyes, this old Lizardman I was not surprised at all and seemed to cope humbly.

But that didn't mean this Lizardman didn't have a heart..

Rather, the will to turn on and build up and become more solid is just the time to flow. I couldn't break it down..

"…But I don't believe in your God. What I believe is an angry man.."

"You know that. But I've already told you once, haven't I? You and I have consistent interests.."

"That's not the story when you disguised yourself as a tooth agent.?"

Sarcho understood that..

Agent Tooth, of course, will trust the furious, Dyne Lubale. It is also the meaning of teeth to prevent revolutionaries from trying to get their hands on them Will do.

But the tooth agent is actually an old Lizardman, and he's following Yacheon. If there is, the story is different.

If this Lizardman is still following Yacheon, the independent Republic of Kolegoton Is it not what you want to do to espouse Yacheon?

"No, it's not.."

Owen denied it..

"When the revolutionaries of Lubale contacted the Independent Republic of Kolegoton, the revolutionaries of Yacheon came into contact with the independent Republic of Kolegoton. You can get protection, but at the same time, the angry person will intervene directly. I'll give you a name. Of course, he will mess with the angry as always. But it's your comrades who live in this city who suffer in the meantime.. I don't think so.?"

Sarcho nodded slowly.

"…That's right.."

"So your will and mine are the same. It's not a religious issue. It's a question of how more people survive.."

Sarcho said.

"…That's your will, is it? What More People Survive?"

Owen looked out the window for a second.

Owen said.

"It's simply hard to say that. Isn't it meaningless to have a life attached to it? If you're a king, you should be free and happy. In order to do that, you sometimes have to put everything you have. There's no law that says don't risk your life on that.."

"…."

"But you can't leave that to everyone. You can't drag people you don't like. So what I did was find someone who could do that in moderation. It was about stoking that desire. Everything is ready, people who want someone to push their back. I mean, I mean, I mean. You understand what I mean.?"

Sarcho said.

"…But, I don't understand. You want to stop the Rouvale Revolutionaries from entering Collegoton. Is that what interfered with Machin's great will??"

When Owen heard it, it seemed plausible..

"But there's an old saying.."

"It's an old saying.?"

Owen said.

"'Some of the Black Scales tribe warriors, if they think it is necessary, the tribal leader I'm breaking orders..'"