episode_0098

The first thing to figure out is the number of tables and people, the location of various pieces, and the overall atmosphere.

Deltan looked back at the elements, looking back on a time when he was weak, when he had just fallen into this world.

‘There are thirty-two people, the group over there seems to be about thirteen… .’

They all have scimitars next to their seats, and the desire in their eyes makes me think they are more thieves than mercenaries.

Was it this painful to have all the attention focused on you?

Deltan was thinking about that.

Whisper-

One of the mercenaries, a man with a bald head and dark skin, whistled and winked.

Deltan felt a shiver go down his face.

That was it.

‘… Ignore it for now.’

I couldn’t move without knowing what kind of place this village was and what position the mercenaries were in this village.

This is why such disputes can lead to turning the entire village into an enemy.

Deltan narrowed his eyes to show his displeasure and headed to the counter.

A pot-bellied man with an impressive white beard was sitting there.

“Accommodation and meals. And I’d like to get a guide.”

“Money?”

“Is this okay?”

Deltan handed over the ring.

It was a ring with a red gem, and the owner’s eyes sparkled at it.

“You were a precious guest.”

The owner picked up the ring, looked around, put it in his arms, and then said.

“Are you an institutional person? That’s the accent.”

“Then?”

“What about your party? There’s no way the young lady would have crossed that desert alone.”

“It will come in two days. Because I’m hunting a demonic beast.”

“Ho… .”

The owner’s eyes lit up.

It was an intended reaction.

‘They say they’re part of a group of demon hunters, so you can’t touch them.’

Usually, demon hunters are fierce and sensitive due to the nature of their job, so there were few people who would argue.

Also, there were few people who messed with their teammates.

This is because they are skilled and even fierce, so if you touch them incorrectly, your life could be at stake.

Feeling that the mercenaries were also slowing down, Deltan smiled and continued.

“Is dinner ready?”

“What should I give you?”

“Demon beast meat. It is the one with the highest content out of all the ones out there. Limit the meat to 200g and bring a salad if you have it. Oh, except for the pickles.”

“You’re a picky eater.”

“What is picky eating?”

Picky eating is a term that is only used when it comes to food ingredients.

Deltan was a man with that kind of attitude towards pickles.

“I want to wash first, so prepare that as well. How long does it take to cook?”

“30 minutes. You can wash it right away. Aryl!”

The owner shouted as he looked into the kitchen.

Then a dark-haired girl jumped out from inside.

It was a young child who looked to be roughly 13 or 14 years old.

“Yes!”

“You are a precious guest. Wash me.”

“Ah, yes!”

A girl called Aryl came up and spoke to Deltan.

“Would you like to come this way? The water is either hot or cold… .”

“Use warm water. And since you don’t need help with washing, just prepare water.”

“Oh, I understand!”

Deltan followed Eril’s guidance and went up to the fourth floor.

It was on the top floor, and it was a nice, spacious room that seemed worth spending on an expensive ring.

It seemed like a place where wealthy guests often stopped by, as the walls were decorated with various Southern art pieces.

‘I guess it’s not that far from the capital.’

This is good news.

In the meantime, Eryl approached and held out something with shining eyes.

“Here are the towels and clothes.”

“Clothes?”

“You seemed to need it.”

He said that and waited for an answer, but for some reason it seemed like he was asking for a tip.

Unfortunately, there were no items worth change.

However, since you acted quickly, I should reward you.

Deltan looked closely at Eril’s movements.

Swollen hands in shabby clothes.

If you see them working at the store until late at night, there is a high possibility that they are orphans.

The possibility that she was the owner’s daughter was infinitely low.

After all, the races are different.

If the owner was black, this kid was Latin.

‘What you probably need is money… It would be more stable.’

There’s an empty seat right now.

It’s the perfect place to give to such a quick-witted little boy.

“Do you know anything about the geography here?”

“Geography? ah! I know how to get anywhere within the Kingdom of Achilm! I know all the constellations by heart! In addition to that, I am also familiar with the situation and rumors… .”

“That’s it. Good, go talk to the owner. I will use you as my personal servant as long as I am there.”

That work is more profitable and comfortable than regular chores.

I belatedly wondered if this little boy’s case might be different, but fortunately, Eryl’s expression brightened noticeably.

“Thank you!”

“Okay, let’s go. Take a shower.”

“Hehe… yes If you need anything, please ring the bell here! You can hear it right from the kitchen!”

Eril said that while pointing to the bell at the door, bowed her head again and left the room.

Only then did Deltan sigh.

‘Solve it for now.’

At least I didn’t have to worry about being a guest.

All that’s left is to replenish your stamina and worry about tomorrow.

No matter what I thought about with a tired head, nothing worked out.

The Delta man unwrapped his clothes to wash his uncomfortable body, which was still covered in sand.

At that moment, I stopped.

“… Ah.”

It wasn’t my body.

The moment he was about to undo the clothes, Deltan’s face turned red as he was reminded of that fact when his chest was touched.

What was rising was a sense of immorality.

‘… No, that doesn’t mean you can’t wash it.’

Deltan shook his head.

Then I closed my eyes and quickly took off my clothes.

Finally, the moment I entered the bathroom.

“Damn, why is there a full-length mirror here?!”

I cursed out loud.

He immediately turns his head away as if he is not interested, but Deltan has already seen everything.

Agnes’s naked body, and her blushing face and frowning expression of shame.

The attitude of momentarily shrinking.

All of that was something she had never seen before when she was the owner of this body, so there was a strange tension building up along with it.

Cold water friction was necessary.

The Delta person regretted ordering hot soup instead of cold soup.

*

The moment of brainwashing myself into thinking it was painful is over.

If you think about it, it’s not that I’ve never seen Agnes’ naked body, and there have been times when I’ve gone into the bathroom with her and washed her hair, but even so, I felt ashamed.

The reason was different in each case.

Deltan had to expend a lot of mental energy in the act of washing her by touching every part of her body with her hands.

After washing up, Deltan’s face was still red, and because his clothes were pure white, his complexion stood out even more.

The reason the image reflected in the mirror feels erotic is because of the moisture.

Deltan ignored it and came back down to the first floor.

“Ah! It’s here!”

Aryl was standing in front of the table and waving her hand.

There was horse meat, salad, and green drinks on the table.

When I approached and smelled it, it seemed to be a fruit drink, not alcohol.

“Are you sitting down too?”

“Yes? I am… .”

“I don’t like it when someone stands next to me while I’m eating. And I hate watching people eat.”

Deltan said that and looked at the dish.

I definitely prepared 200g, but it looks like 300g is enough.

The Delta man clicked his tongue and said, ‘Tsk’, divided the meat into three pieces, placed a piece on an extra plate, and presented it to Eryl.

“Just eat it.”

Eryl didn’t know what to do.

Deltan started eating without even looking at her.

‘It’s crumbly.’

It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, but it’s still worse than Gerhart.

As I was missing him again, Eryl asked cautiously.

“I… .”

“Why.”

“Is there anything else you need? .”

“None. Close your mouth and eat.”

Eryl began to notice.

Then, when our eyes met, he was startled and lowered his head, and eating the food was like a snack.

“What, have you eaten dinner already?”

“Oh, no… .”

“Then eat now. Because I have to be busy tomorrow.”

Even if you say that, they get noticed.

Deltan felt a little annoyed.

Rather than feeling frustrated… That was because there was something that came to mind in that image.

This was me from the past, when I was still living as a pickpocket in Harlem.

“If you don’t eat it, I’ll throw it all away. My body can’t digest many meals at once.”

Eryl, who was purring her lips, then picked up a fork.

And when he bit into the meat, he was quite ravenous.

Deltan chuckled.

‘I’m going to eat well, but I’m not paying attention.’

Now I can finally eat with peace of mind.

I ate the salad with my fork while thinking about it.

I didn’t drink any drinks.

It was a habit that developed in unfamiliar places.

I’m halfway through my meal like that.

“The meal doesn’t look fun.”

An uninvited guest barged into the table.

It was a bald mercenary who winked at me the moment I entered the inn.

He said, putting his arms on the table.

“How about it, don’t you need a friend to talk to?”

“Turn off.”

“Good. It has a spicy taste.”

Deltan’s expression became frowning.

Should I endure it?

A worry came to mind.

“What do you think? You seem to be from the Empire. Aren’t you scared of being alone in an unfamiliar place? Even though I’m like this, I know how to escort a little bit.”

“No need. Because I have company.”

“Demon Hunter?”

The giggling man began to laugh.

“This type is not uncommon. Those girls who show off by setting up virtual guardians.”

“Young lady… .”

“There is no need to be scared. Because I’m quite a gentleman.”

Deltan put down his fork.

Eryl was watching, not knowing what to do.

Knock, knock.

Deltan patted the table, rolled his eyes and looked around.

The mercenaries are giggling.

The other guests were drinking and watching the situation with interest, but they didn’t seem to be paying any attention to the mercenaries.

The same goes for the owner.

It looked like he didn’t want to interfere, but he didn’t look scared.

‘They’re not people who are well-known in the village.’

Alternatively, it could be that it is a common occurrence, or, conversely, it could be a person who doesn’t mind even if it happens.

Anyway, it was a good thing.

Judgment is over.

“I also know one thing.”

“Hmm?”

“Assholes who speak out without knowing the topic usually end up laughing and getting beaten up.”

The corner of the man’s mouth twitched.

His face stiffened, and to a Deltan, it looked like his pride had been hurt.

The voice that followed was in the form of a growl.

“… It’s not fun if it bounces too much.”

“I thought of something similar to you.”

Deltan smiled crookedly.

“Do it in moderation. If you go too far, you have to use your hands, but it’s too annoying.”

“Do you have any confidence? Those demon hunters who said they would come in two days?”

“No, I.”

The man burst into laughter.

After all, it’s uncivilized.

Just-

Deltan snapped his fingers.

There was no mana.

A slightly different energy pierced my heart.

Hwaaa!

With the interface alarm, an ice spear erupted and aimed at the man’s uvula.

[master!]

Horn Lake, who had hidden himself, shouted in surprise.

‘are you okay. ‘Because it’s just a shape.’

In fact, it is a window whose appearance has been imitated with frost.

There was one reason for not adding lethality.

“I, a spiritist… .”

Because there is no need for that.

Let me tell you something new: spiritists are a rare species.

And traveling spiritists are an even rarer species.

This is because the process of completing a travel agreement with a spirit is very complicated.

There were many phenomena that occurred according to such characteristics.

Spiritists are a species with more ghost stories than truth.

And this tendency becomes worse in remote areas where these primitive beliefs are prevalent.

In other words, for this man, he went from being an appetizing toy to becoming a messenger who would take his life in an instant.

“Should I deal with you more?”

The man’s face turned pale.

Then he turned red, and it seemed as if he was torn between his pride and his life.

In fact, it was a meaningless worry and did not last long.

“… Excuse me.”

The man immediately rolled up his tail and left the place.

“Asshole.”

Chuckling, Deltan picked up a fork.

Then, I looked at Eril because of the gaze I felt.

“Huh… .”

Eryl blushed and made a longing look in her eyes.

I didn’t necessarily decline.

“I won’t even eat rice.”

Deltans tended to enjoy this kind of attention.