episode_0106

“Well, still…”

“Or, are you telling me to sleep in the same room as your friend? Is that really okay?”

Friede grinned and added another word.

Milia’s face heated up like a tomato, but then turned pale.

Did you remember the story of Daryl’s son-in-law that I told you before?

“That’s…! That’s not possible.”

For Milia, her tone was very firm.

So, the room assignment was ultimately decided according to Friede and I’s wishes.

Damian turned to the innkeeper.

“Please provide two double rooms. How much is it?”

“40 Silver. It’s a little expensive, but dinner is free. I can bring it to your room.”

” That’s okay, I already ate the meal outside. ”

Friede suddenly stopped talking.

“Hmm…why don’t you try it as a late-night snack? The stew at our inn is well-known for being delicious.”

Friede, who thought for a moment while stroking his chin, eventually nodded in understanding.

“Tsk… If you try it and it doesn’t taste good, I’ll definitely say something tomorrow.”

“I’m going to get a lot of thanks for this tomorrow!”

The innkeeper burst into laughter.

—-

The second floor of the inn had four rooms lined up in a row.

The old wooden floor was constantly creaking, and even small signs of rot were visible in every corner.

The air was thick with the smell of mold, a fishy rotten smell, old straw and sweat.

Rather than paying 40 silver and spending time in a place like this, I think camping would have been better.

Friede and I’s rooms were each located in a corner, so the distance between us was far away.

Just before I opened the door and entered, Friede came towards me and whispered in my ear.

“I’m sure you know, but don’t even touch the stew. Don’t fall into a deep sleep.”

It was a voice full of bitter cold.

Even if I didn’t say that, I didn’t plan on eating it anyway.

I nodded and entered the room.

“…and the smell.”

Immediately, I frowned.

“I’m not sure. Hashal, I guess it’s because you have a sensitive nose.”

Damian answered calmly.

No, you are dull. The stench is very strong.

Since it was an inn, they had organized the room.

The spacious bed on one side of the wall was covered with a freshly washed white bed spread on straw, and although the wooden floor was stained here and there, there was no visible trash or dust.

Across from it was a small stove, a table, and wooden chairs, and the outer wall had wooden windows with latches.

But it smells.

The smell of fishy things that have been stagnant and rotting for a long time. Especially on the bed side.

When I think about what they might have done there… it makes me not even want to lie down.

“How do you want to wash up?”

“I’m done. Even Friedena and Milia won’t wash.”

There is probably a space for a bath on one side of the inn.

There was a well outside, and a room where you could hear the sound of water.

However, looking at the inn’s tail, I thought there must be a peep hole somewhere.

I put my bag down on the floor, took a chair to the window, sat down, opened the window, smoked a cigarette, and waited.

Until the innkeeper brought the stew he was bragging about.

Damien glanced in my direction and sat down in another chair to kill time leisurely.

“…Would you like to smoke one? This smells a lot better than I thought.”

“No, I’m fine.”

He seemed quite bored sitting there blankly, so I held out a cigarette pack, but Damian seemed to have no idea and immediately rejected my offer.

Why does everyone hate this good thing so much?

I exhaled the deeply inhaled smoke out the window.

From here, you can get a panoramic view of the village.

A not-so-big rural town. Maybe about ten households. There were less than fifty villagers in total.

There was no farmland in sight, perhaps because they didn’t live and farm.

There were small shops gathered in the center of the village, and most of the people selling goods were middle-aged men.

The inn owner was also a middle-aged man.

No, rather, I haven’t seen a woman since I came to this village.

When I think about it, there are old people, middle-aged people, and young people. Even the children walking around were all men.

Hmm.

I think I know why.

I smiled coldly and looked down at the village.

—-

smart.

“Can I come in?”

The innkeeper’s voice echoed through the hallway along with a heavy knock.

Damian turned to me.

I put the veil back on and nodded.

“Please come in.”

The door opened, and the innkeeper appeared, holding a wooden tray.

Warm steam rises from the stew bowl placed on the tray.

“Now, here is the stew that our inn is proud of. After you finish eating, just leave it outside the door and it will be cleaned up automatically.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

When Damien accepted the tray, the innkeeper smiled again and left, closing the door.

After confirming that the owner’s presence had disappeared, I spoke to Damian, who was contemplating whether to eat the stew.

“That stew. Are you going to eat it?”

“I’m a bit full, but…they brought me as much as I could, so wouldn’t it be polite to eat it anyway?”

Is this guy serious?

“Haaa… Don’t ever think about wandering around alone. I can’t be alone with Millia.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“Listen carefully. The stew is-”

I explained the reason to Damian. How should I deal with it?

Damian was skeptical at first, but he soon nodded as if he understood.

—-

And night.

Damian was in a sleeping bag on the floor with his eyes closed, and I laid down on a blanket on the bed and waited.

I couldn’t bring myself to just lie down on that bed.

An empty stew bowl was left outside the door.

It must have been around 2 in the morning.

Very quietly, a creaking sound was heard. Just as I thought.

I raised my senses and looked at the movement outside. Nine people.

okay. There are three for each woman. It’s efficient.

Six men headed toward Friede’s room, and the remaining three came this way.

A hushed whisper is heard.

‘Did you eat it all?’

‘I’m just going to throw it away anyway. When the gray-haired bitch refused, I thought I should burn some medicine again.’

‘I haven’t seen this bitch’s face even once, but isn’t it only the ones who go over there that benefit? They’re both just so…’

‘You idiot, isn’t it true that a woman who usually covers her face looks a lot more fair when she takes it off?’

‘Both of you, shut up. ‘I’m going to open the door.’

Haha… really, it’s annoying at night.

I was trying to get some restful sleep, but what happened?

The visit opened smoothly.

Even though it was latched, it was like it was fake from the beginning.

And then three men came into the room.

A middle-aged man who sold dried meat, an inn owner who offered stew, and a young man who walked around like a guard.

They were all men I had seen in the village during the day.

“What is this? Why is this bastard sleeping on the floor like this?”

“I guess he’s a slave. Is that important now?”

“No, this girl is also a bit strange…? I wonder if they put some kind of blanket on the bed, and they use that damn piece of cloth even when they sleep. There’s something…I feel a little…”

“So, you idiot, is that important? Soak that baby and try to see the two years as soon as possible.

The young guard with his knife out approached Damian, and the other two approached me.

Do you think there is an order that they decide on when they do things like this?

“Wouldn’t it be frustrating to sleep like this? Maybe I should help you out?”

The innkeeper, who was joking, put his hand to my face and ripped off the veil.

And then our eyes met.

“Huhhh!”

The innkeeper who saw my face screamed as if he was mad.

“Thank you for your help. To be honest, I was a little frustrated.”

I stretched out my hand, grabbed the head, and smoothed it with my fingers.

It feels like kneading a slightly frozen water balloon.

With a crackling sound, the innkeeper’s head turned into stew.

The bright red stew full of meat flowed between my fingers.

“Well, what is this! Monster…!”

The middle-aged merchant who was reaching for my body screamed at the sight of his colleague suddenly turning into a stew person.

The shock and fear of encountering a sight I had never imagined, something I couldn’t understand.

His expression was distorted, as if his heart was about to burst out.

So I did that.

The outstretched right hand pierced the merchant’s chest and stuck out behind his back.

Holding a fist-sized piece of meat.

“Keueoeook….!”

My excited heart was pounding excitedly as I tasted the outside air for the first time since I was born.

The bed, soaked with the blood of countless travelers and the bodily fluids of the village men, gulps up new drinks.

The two middle-aged people fell side by side and trembled.

They are literally middle-aged people with their heads down.

The smell of ammonia began to mix with the fishy smell.

Oh that’s right, my blanket…!

I looked down at the blanket that covered the bed, realizing that I had forgotten about it.

A blanket soaked in blood, brain fluid, and even urine. This thing was already worse than a rag.

…it’s okay. If you search through the village, you might find something better.

After wiping the blood off my body with the still clean part of my body, I got out of bed.

“Hashar, it was as you said. oh my god. I almost got into big trouble.”

Damien approached, taking the guard’s sword and cutting off his head.

“Look at this. Am I right? Never trust those who offer you something to eat at a local inn.”

Most people drug food, put it to sleep, kill men, rape women, and then use them as slaves.

All the equipment was sold off.

Seeing as there isn’t a single woman in the village… it would mean that the entire village worked together to commit this act.

“Is Millia going to be okay?”

” Friede knew, so it must be okay.”

It was also understandable why Friede reluctantly accepted the stew, which he had already rejected once, when he was offered it again.

It’s much easier to just pretend to be fooled and counterattack at night.

If I had refused the stew until the end, these guys would have been burning incense during the night.

Like small talk among themselves.

Sure enough, horrendous screams began to be heard from the other side of the hallway.

Anyway, it’s violent.

It’s so barbaric. It would be nice if it ended quietly and neatly like we did.

I brushed off my fingertips and headed to Friede’s room.

I don’t really need any help, but I just want to take a look.