episode_0127

Where did things start to go wrong?

Deltan thought about it carefully.

And concluded.

‘I didn’t do anything wrong.’

There wasn’t.

In Deltan’s opinion, he himself had no responsibility for this situation.

Isn’t that right?

Saving Ruina in the past was an essential element in clearing the Eastern Main Stream.

This means that it was not Deltan’s intention for Ruina to fall in love in the process.

And Agnes.

I already knew she was a very possessive person.

However, since Agnes always showed the bare minimum of courtesy to people other than herself, even the Deltans had no idea that she would be this aggressive.

If I had to point out Delta Inn’s fault in this situation, it was that.

‘The problem was that I was too proud.’

Deltan began to fall into a narcissism that bordered on denial of reality.

That’s how I turned my eyes away from reality.

“That’s not herbal. I can do well… .”

“Isn’t that right? My ex-husband said he was worth hundreds. Since this is a land of different races, there may be dwarves, goblins, orcs… .”

There was “!”

“Oh my god, you’re the one who lives with a bucket of salt on your crotch?”

Agnes complained.

Ruina blushed, but that didn’t mean she was backing down.

“Well, I am a Jongsaengjong! And since Deltan has been with me for as long as I have, he is a better match for me! For example, something like that! The husbands I’ve met so far were just preparations to meet Delta!”

Ruina nodded in satisfaction, as if she had been convinced.

As it was a life-saving attack, it was definitely an attack more fatal to Agnes than anything else.

Even the Deltans don’t know if Ruina’s intention is there or not.

Wouldn’t Agnes have been hurt?

Deltan thought without thinking and looked at her.

And the speculation was withdrawn.

“Don’t wash the past on the topic of prostitutes.”

Agnes crossed her legs and crossed her arms.

Her chin was slightly raised, and in that posture, I could see a glimpse of her confidence and arrogance.

Don’t launder your past on the topic of whores.

Deltan let out an exclamation as he guessed the numerous meanings implied in that sentence.

“Aren’t you going to stop it?”

Ershant asked.

Deltan shrugged.

“Why me?”

“What if your lover gets hurt like that?”

“That woman?”

Agnes gets hurt in an argument.

Deltan thought there was nothing more funny than that in the world.

“Take care of your granddaughter.”

“My granddaughter is fine too.”

“Huh?”

“There is nothing wrong with what your lover said, right? Ruina is a child who is very good at self-objectification. I don’t need to be hurt by these words.”

So, Ershant was saying that Ruina thought of herself as a herbalist.

Deltan kept his mouth shut.

Meanwhile, the argument between the two continued.

“You’re rude! I am hundreds of years older than you in life! Don’t talk so carelessly… .”

“You know that’s self-destruction, right? The Delta people you are targeting are also around my age. You will become a horny old woman who will go crazy for fucking juniors in your distant life.”

“Age doesn’t matter in love!”

“That’s something only pedophiles would say.”

As time went by, the level of conversation increased.

Deltan, who tried to ignore the situation, suddenly felt dizzy and stumbled.

Ershant said.

“Would you like to go out for a moment? I think it will take a little while.”

“Good birthplace… .”

“Deltain.”

Agnes captured Deltan.

Deltan’s eyes trembled miserably.

Agnes asked with a grin.

“You’re on my side, right? You should be next to me.”

As Agnes gestured, Deltan unconsciously walked up to her and stood next to her.

Agnes sat Deltan down next to her and sat on his lap, looking at Ruina.

“Where doesn’t the chicken coop smell?”

Ruina’s eyebrows twitched.

*

An elf woman’s shout came and went from the elder’s residence.

-I like technology better! I can satisfy you in every way… .

“What kind of conversation is this?”

Jevis said blankly.

Pobbler, who was nearby, said while eating grass.

“Ruina-kun.”

“Ah, that herbal elf.”

“That’s rude.”

“That’s right.”

“… .”

Fobler’s mouth fell shut.

Henry, who was nearby, laughed and said.

“As expected, elves have thick faces! I really don’t like it!”

Henry hated elves.

It was a mixed feeling not only because of their closed culture, but also because of their pride in being a longevity species and the conflict they had with the County of Kargos as they claimed to be vigilantes of other races.

The elves knew that too.

However, the reason they did not necessarily blame Henry was because to them, Henry was a short-lived species that would disappear in less than 100 years.

If you leave it alone, it will die, so there is no reason to touch it.

“How long do you think the fight will last?”

“I don’t know, right?”

“Hmm, how long should I wait.”

Henry rubbed his chin.

Meanwhile, Gerhart approached.

“Count Kargos.”

“Hmm?”

“There’s a problem with our Count’s car. Can you take a look at it for a moment?”

“Oh! The Count’s car!”

Henry jumped up excitedly.

Being able to touch the Deltan’s body erased all the unpleasantness from just before.

Gerhart grinned.

“Please.”

A procession in which there are virtually no sane humans.

Gerhart was doing his best to prevent unnecessary conflicts today.

*

The commotion died down shortly after Agnes cursed Ruina, calling her a herbalist who would travel on the continental railroad.

“Okay, stop now.”

Ershant, who had been waiting, seemed tired and spoke only then.

“It’s evening. How about eating first?”

“Good idea.”

Deltan said in exhaustion.

I thought he would stop after doing enough, but he seemed to be up all night.

Deltan had never known women’s arguments to be so scary.

I will never again be among women.

Deltan left the shelter with a firm resolve and sat down with the elves to start eating.

“It’s delicious.”

Agnes was eating soup with a refreshing expression on her face.

Deltan was sighing at that.

“ Cut the grass. The food is terrible!”

Henry said with a big smile.

It was quite a rude attitude, but Deltan did not scold him.

Knowing that elves are a species that does not care about such words.

It would be more reasonable to discuss productive matters at a time when we can only worry about such words.

Deltan said to Ershant.

“Correct.”

“Why but?”

“The emperor said he wanted to build a railroad in this land.”

“Hmm?”

“I heard that I want to interact with other races.”

Ershant opened his eyes wide as if he was surprised.

“Really? That’s strange. The imperial emperors I knew were ones who cried out for human superiority for generations.”

“That guy is unique. And if you know anything, it was at least a thousand years ago. Anyway, what should I do? Do you want to build a railroad?”

“The request is not sincere. How about telling us why we need to build a railroad and the benefits we will gain from it?”

“If you build a railroad, movement becomes faster. As trade volume increases, supplies become abundant. And the railroad was my idea. The end.”

The Deltans had no reason to be obsessed with building a railroad in the East, so they gave a very rough explanation.

But it seemed to upset Henry.

“Big, big! A railroad is something that runs faster than a car based on the size and output of the horsepower engine… .”

He never looked at Ershant and the words he spoke were in the form of praising the railroad.

Deltan looked at Henry with a tired face.

Henry was an immature man because he was willing to bend his pride simply because of the benefits he would gain from opening a railroad in the County of Cargos.

So there is only one reason.

‘A car and a railroad?’

Henry seemed to have a great interest in railroads and trains.

Is everything good if it just has wheels?

For some reason, Deltan’s expression scrunched up as he felt disgusted by Henry.

“Deltain?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Really? Oh, this is delicious. Try it once.”

Agnes held out a fruit the size of a fingernail.

Just by looking at it being held in front of its mouth, it looks like it is trying to feed it.

While Deltan’s face was turning red, wondering if she was a woman who could do such extraordinary things, Ruina came forward.

“Try this too!”

What Ruina held out was a yellow fruit the size of an apple.

Agnes went straight to the attack.

“Oh my, it’s the size that will fit in that crotch.”

“Be rude!”

“That’s right, right?”

“Ma, that’s true, but… !”

Ruina’s cheeks blushed.

Deltan was dazed, and the corners of Agnes’ mouth quirked up.

“I saw it. Delta people? It’s not like you’re dealing with a woman who’s had over a hundred childbirth experiences like that.”

“That’s right! It’s still number 87! There will be more… .”

“Stop, please stop.”

Deltan didn’t want to listen to their conversation.

Aside from the fact that I had to be caught in the middle, the problem was that my head hurt while listening to the conversation.

A fear suddenly occurred to me.

‘Do I really have to listen to this conversation until I leave this forest?’

Oh my, it sends shivers down my spine.

If it were only imaginable, a faint sense of dizziness would turn Deltans’ stomachs.

Deltan spoke to Ershant in a rather earnest tone.

“Hey, open the place of exile quickly.”

“Preparation is necessary. If it had been that easy to open, there’s no way we would have used it as a prison for high treason, right?”

“Hurry up… .”

“I’ll try.”

Ershant took a sip of his tea.

A bit far away.

Ailee, who was stuck in Galan’s chest and watching the whole situation, said.

[Galan, I think I’m so glad you’re not handsome. At least you don’t have to worry about that, right?]

Galan became sullen.

*

Exactly three days.

It was time for Ershant to finish viewing the place of exile.

In fact, there was a reason why Ershant rushed the work, even though he added that it would take longer than this.

“Great Elder! They say we need to build a railroad!”

It was Henry.

When the elder did not show much interest in the railroad, Henry, exhausted, began to speak directly to her.

That’s what Delta people observed from the side.

As soon as Henry opens his eyes, he runs to the elder and speaks.

“Railway?”

Speak during breakfast.

“Railway?”

Even while making tea.

“Railway!”

Even while distributing work to the elves.

“We need to leave out the people who will be working on the railroad!”

Even as the day draws to a close.

“The sunset is pretty! It’s the perfect scenery for a railroad!”

Ershant raised both hands and feet.

In the meantime, the great thing is that it is clear that he has no interest in the railroad, and rather than granting Henry’s request, he prepares to view his place of exile and devises a plan to get rid of him.

Deltain told Ershant that his wrinkles had increased in just one day.

“If I’ve done that much, wouldn’t it be okay to install it?”

“After doing that, I have no intention of criticizing him.”

Deltan kept his mouth shut.

When I turned my head, what I saw was Henry, who had been captured by Kaltara and was looking at this place with sad eyes.

Deltan nodded.

‘but.’

Negotiations are all about negotiation, and if you stick to it that persistently, any intention to negotiate will disappear.

The Deltans understood Ershant well.

‘anyway.’

Since the place of exile was opened, wouldn’t that be the end of it?

“Gasena.”

Ershant walked out hurriedly.