Chapter 275
My Villains Episode 275
52. ancient gateway(3)
12One day toward the end of the month, late afternoon.
The mountain range rising to the south was beautifully white, as if it had been piled up like a mound of salt or sugar. This is because of the thick snow piled on top of the lush bushes..
The sky was clear without a single cloud..
If it weren't for the snow covering everything and the cold wind blowing down the mountain slopes, it was green enough to be mistaken for fall or early spring..
In that colorless landscape, sometimes you catch a glimpse of wood! Just-! A loud sound rang out. The branches of fir or spruce trees could not withstand the heavy snowpack and eventually broke..
Then, the eyes that had been sitting forcefully on the needle-thin leaves poured out. Surprised mountain birds flew up thanks to the food..
“Ah!,”
With a sound, a short arrow cut through the air beneath the birds flapping their wings..
“Ah, damn it. Unlucky.”
The poacher's son, Cabas, shook his eyes off, stood up, and grumbled. Shea, who was watching the hunt next to him, clicked his tongue and flapped his cape..
“Shouldn’t we be blaming skill rather than luck??”
Cabas kept his mouth shut and walked towards the bushes. It was to retrieve the arrow I had just shot and to find the den of a hibernating squirrel..
“Let's go back soon. Don't lose your strength for no reason.”
“Just wait a moment. There are so many birds, I have to catch at least one jay..”
“We're not out to hunt. If you keep insisting, I'll go home alone.?”
Shea was holding tree branches in her arms. As she said, the reason they entered the forest was not to hunt, but to gather some firewood..
“Anyway, the campsite is right around the corner, and shooting one more arrow won't delay it too much..”
“still. Donnell will find fault and ding for a while..”
“Everyone is resting and waiting for the sun to set anyway. No one cares about us.”
As he spoke, Cabas found an arrow among the bushes and frowned. The shaft of the arrow was bent and shaking as if it had hit a rock..
“Ha, no one cares? I'm afraid someone might be oblivious to Cabas..”
“what?”
“What are we going to do if Narina Conwyer finds us??”
“Only the goal will protect you well.”
“That wall window is probably fine..”
Cabas unraveled the thread from the broken arrow, pulled out the arrowhead, and carefully removed the feather..
“I... … . I guess I have to catch at least a wild pheasant or a wild chicken to get my money's worth..”
Shea laughed at the muttering, but Cabas paid no attention and looked around. Soon he found a rocky cliff on one side and his eyes lit up..
“Stay here for a moment.”
“what? cabas!”
Cabas unfastened his shortbow, hooked it around his waist, and approached the cliff. Then he took off his gloves and loosened his hands..
“No way I want to go up there?”
“uh. Can't see it over there?”
He gestured upward. A few dry tree branches were sticking out from the side of the cliff..
“What is that??”
“nest.”
“nest? what nest?”
“You'll have to go up to find out..”
“hey!”
Cabas, who was thin and small but had long arms, climbed the cliff with great ease. While Shea was stamping his feet, he climbed more than 15 meters and disappeared from sight..
“cabas!”
“Wow, this place is so big!”
Cabas, who entered the crevice of the cliff, looked down at Shea and waved his hand..
“Shea, I see it.?”
“Yes, I can see it! Stop fooling around and come down quickly.!”
“I understand... … . What kind of bird built a nest like this? Oh, Shea! There are eggs too! But this, wow, it’s really big.-”
After babbling alone, Cabas reappeared and was holding a large egg in one arm..
“To come down to that state? It's dangerous!”
“*sigh* I know I'll ride this cliff for a day or two, *sigh*?”
He skillfully climbed down the cliff even though his left hand was blocked from lifting eggs. Just as Shea was heaving a sigh of relief, the thick branch that Cabas was stepping on made a crackling sound..
“Ugh!”
The rotten tree branch broke into pieces, and Cabas fell headlong, missing the egg..
“cabas!”
Shea, who had spilled the firewood, ran away in surprise, but fortunately, he got up straight away. This is because it fell while almost halfway down the cliff, and there were snow-covered bushes underneath..
“Ah, damn it-”
Of course, it wasn't just luck. My shin looked like it had been cut by a thick tree branch, and blood was seeping through my thick linen pants..
“Hey, it's okay?”
“Just, uh, a scratch..”
Contrary to what he said, Cabas was slightly limping. She Ah, who placed her hand on her forehead, sighed deeply and glared at him..
“What kind of stupid thing is this??”
“……Still, I got the egg..”
The egg that Cabas missed was lying among the bushes without any cracks. He took the eggs even though he was limping..
“Are you really- no, let's just go.”
No matter how tactless Cabas was, he didn't know that Shea was very angry right now. In the end, he kept his mouth shut and followed Shea back to camp..
Four days have passed since Goleman, Cavas and Shea left their hometown of Paul Beale. It has been a week since I became Poynix's subordinate as an auxiliary soldier..
One week. There was not enough time to blend into any organization..
However, the group led by Poynix had a slightly special side, and the three friends were adapting easily in their own way..
What made it special was that the members all came from different places. As 24 people gathered from 11 different provinces, there was little resistance to accepting outsiders..
Of course, the distribution was not evenly distributed; half of the 24 people were from the Gistol region. However, according to Shea's observations and analysis, half of them were ranked 13th to 24th in the organization, so they did not have much influence compared to the number of people..
Well, Goleman, Cabas, and Shea were all from the Gistol region anyway, so it had nothing to do in the first place..
In any case, thanks to the nature of the organization, which is not very territorial, and the three days of special 'guidance' they received from the veteran Conguire before leaving Poleville, the three friends were now able to roughly understand how this gang worked..
But, of course, the three friends were not without problems..
“I fell?”
The person staring at Cabas was a man with ugly burn marks on his left cheek and chin. He was so big that even if the skinny Cavas and the woman Shea were put together, they would be dwarfed by him..
“The guy who was once a forest keeper fell in the forest? While collecting firewood?”
In fact, he was a poacher, not a forest guard, but Cabas, who did not want to be hung, just nodded instead of correcting the lie I had told him..
“Because I’m not used to mountains. The place I was in was a flat forest.……
“You are proudly saying something stupid. A guy like a two-headed person.”
The man's name is Donnell. He was from Modos, had a fierce personality, and was a big-time merchant..
He was called 'Burned Donnell' because of the burn marks on his face, and according to Shea's analysis, he was ranked around 13th. Although he was lower than middle, he was much higher than the three friends at the bottom..
“You didn’t fall and shed any tears, did you? I should have been poking around and looking for my mom.?”
The man making sarcastic comments next to him was Donel's best friend, Mittelman..
Although he was shorter than Shea and as thin as Cabas, he was an amazing shot of a crossbow. Because he had an extra thumb on his left hand, he was called 'Six-Handed Mittelman'..
These two, Donell and Mittelman, implicitly acted as middle managers. These two were in charge of a total of 10 mercenaries, including the 5 other mercenaries who joined from Mordos and the 5 who joined from Polville..
“Just in case, if you're thinking of jumping on the cart and whining that you won't be able to walk tomorrow, then get over it. Because I can’t open my eyes and see that. okay?”
“Oh, I understand.……
After struggling for a while, the three friends were able to return to their seats after receiving a bottle of ointment and a bandage..
“Jegi, they say so many things. If anyone saw it, they would think I was talking about it..”
As Cabas grumbled while applying ointment to his shins, Gollman, who was putting an iron skillet on the campfire, frowned..
“If you don't like it, you should have been more careful..”
“Would you have thought it was a rotten tree branch? What should I do if I had an unlucky day today?.”
“That's not it, the problem is why you stayed in the forest for so long in the first place. Monsters like greenskins and direwolves sometimes appear around here. you know.”
“Is the nose a decoration? Those guys give off the scent of enjoyment even if they are hundreds of meters away..”
Shea, who was putting firewood into the bonfire, put down the tree branch he was holding as a firewood. And he was glaring at Cabas with a cold face..
“so? You did nothing wrong until the end?”
“……No, it's not that there's anything wrong with it..”
“What on earth do you believe and are you so stupid and shameless??”
“what?”
When Cabas tried to protest, Shea shot first..
“Please don't do anything reckless. We didn't go on a picnic.”
“And, what about Nurinnae? Please come to your senses. Remember how your father and brother died.”
“what? How could you say that?,”
Cabas' face brightened as he remembered his father and brother being killed by the troll. But Shea advised him with a serious look, whether he snorted or not..
“Think about what your father would say if he saw you now, Cabas..”
“this……
“Honestly, I don't understand you. How can you be so careless even after going through such a terrible thing?.”
Cabas huffed and turned away, as if he had nothing to say. And then I laid down a blanket on the floor and lay down..
While putting salted pork on a skillet, Goleman glanced sideways at Cabas..
“Cabas, I need to eat dinner..”
“it's okay.”
“really?
“uh.”
“What about the eggs you brought? Shouldn’t I deal with it today??”
“Take care of it. Eat it or throw it away.”
Shea shook his head in disgust at Cabas' attitude..
“It's really the worst.”
“Don't be like that.”
Shea was also upset, so he frowned and didn't say anything..
With a wry smile on his face, Goleman took out a red onion from the backpack he had placed at his feet. He cut the peeled onion using a dagger without a cutting board. It was quite a skillful move..
Goleman was lost in thought, playing with his hands diligently. Indulging in random thoughts while doing familiar work was a habit I developed while working as a candle maker at Lianwell..
What filled his thoughts these past few days were the mercenaries around him..
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