I had no intention of taking Shir with me, but I wanted him to follow me. These days, I feel like I am being held captive by Shir without knowing it.

    If Shir wants to catch him, he can catch anyone in this world… but…

    “I’m glad it worked out well.”

    Aren’t you angry?

    “He is the older brother of the person who killed your father. Can you laugh it off like that?”

    “Your brother is not the ogre who killed your father, is he? We must distinguish between people and sin.”

    Look at this?

    Knowingly or unknowingly, I was receiving education for gifted children for the sake of hereditary succession.

    Shir’s position in the village is extremely solid. Since he received God’s blessing and has Amy as his confidant, it is only natural.

    “And, I was wondering if something had happened and you would be so sad.”

    Ah really.

    “What?”

    It’s a real shame to have your emotions read.

    Thanks to this, all I can think about is that Shir continues to reveal my private details.

    “You can’t hide it from me. And don’t even try to hide it. Well, I like it when the inside and outside are so different.”

    please!

    “···I should live without losing my mind because of you.”

    “Do I enjoy reading you? When I look at you, I always feel like people react like that. I think there is a way to appease people like that.”

    Plot oooo!

    It’s all over. It is a fairly dry tree.

    Shir seems to be more preoccupied with the oxygen floating around rather than the trees. The cows do not run away even after seeing Shir, perhaps because they recognize this as a safe zone.

    Sorry.

    There is no such thing as a safe zone for you anymore.

    “Shir. There’s an auger under this tree. It looks like there is a separate entrance… Is there a place where the wind can pass through?”

    “No.”

    “Can’t you smell the blood?”

    “This looks like a broken tree stuck into the ground? There will be space below.”

    ···what?

    Rather than burying the auger because there was some symbolic meaning to this tree, did they simply erect the tree to block the entrance?

    It is definitely not a small tree.

    At least a few tons───.

    “Just pull it out. I’m turning my head because the sawdust is flying.”

    Are you picking it? sawdust?

    What sawdust?

    Shir tore down the tree──

    Blah blah blah!

    The tree shattered and exploded.

    Debris exploded in all directions, and the rotten tree tilted and fell toward Sur.

    “It’s dangerous!”

    “It’s okay.”

    Shir knocks the falling tree away.

    Quickly!

    It’s barely a hand gesture.

    The rotten tree split at the gesture and tumbled helplessly down the ramp.

    Pussy oooohhh───!!!

    The sudden crushing sound causes oxygen to escape in all directions.

    Lately, a beetle larva that had been eating rotten wood fell at my feet.

    As a living being, it is a power of a different order.

    “You can do this anytime you want.”

    “I said I wouldn’t do it.”

    Shir pushed the remaining tree stump with his foot.

    As Shir said, the tree’s roots were cut off and placed on top, and it was pulled out without any trouble.

    …If you become an ogre, you can do things like this.

    Shir’s power is now equivalent to that of an ogre.

    ‘Or stronger.’

    The ogre inside the cave turned white and fainted.

    The space was spacious. There were several bulging graves dug in each corner. The blood cannot seep into the soil, so it stagnates.

    Three drops of the Precious Blood were added to the canteen and mixed.

    Shir suddenly popped out and gently picked up a syringe. Shir examines the syringe and looks at my face.

    “Would you like me to fill it with something of mine instead of something like this?”

    “No.”

    “No need?”

    “That’s enough.”

    There is still 1/4 left.

    I’ll probably use it for the rest of my life. If it weren’t for that, I would have been killed by thieves twenty times already.

    Shir spun around in front of the auger without any sense of crisis and sat down on the stump he had pulled out.

    “Actually, it’s a waste, isn’t it?”

    “Of course it’s a waste.”

    Seeing Shir sitting on the shattered stump gave me a strange feeling. Dragonia or Zul, who can face Shir now?

    I am confident that even this ogre will not be able to defeat Shir.

    “Let’s talk about the Precious Blood later.”

    I don’t know if he’s dead or alive, but if he’s dead, there’s no treatment, he just needs to be alive. I still don’t know what the conditions are.

    Seeing as the wounds of people who have suffered cardiac arrest sometimes recover and sometimes not, there must be some rule…

    ‘I mean, it’s arbitrary.’

    When the bolt is pulled out and blood is sprayed on the side and thighs, the Ogre’s wounds begin to heal.

    ‘You’re still alive.’

    Precious blood was poured into the ogre’s mouth.

    It is a medicine that revitalizes the body.

    It’ll probably happen soon.

    “That blood is not effective. It’s an antique.”

    huh?

    “Where is the effect on blood like blood? It’s all the same blood.”

    “Isn’t it rotten? Amy did that. Yours was like the watery soup I ate when I was a beggar.”

    what? Has this bitch turned around?

    “Compared to that, you said that if you drink just one drop of mine, you will become immortal?”

    “Shir. This is my friend’s keepsake. Efficiency is not important.”

    As we chatted, the color began to return to the Ogre’s face, which he had been unable to pay attention to.

    “Keep your belongings as they are and find efficiency according to your efficiency.”

    “A wise man stays away from danger.”

    “······What is it? It sounds very strange, right? My blood is like a drug.”

    It’s no different.

    If you desire Shir’s blood more than the blood I received, it is no different from an immortal.

    Shir’s eyes narrow.

    Slowly, a blue light appears in the sky.

    As the sun rises, Heilang will also look after it a little. Still, being anxious is being anxious.

    “Hey. Wake up.”

    I tried shaking the auger, but it didn’t shake because it was so heavy. Even if you try to pinch it, you can’t even feel the hard skin folding.

    “Get out of the way.”

    I crawled out of the grave.

    Shir stood up, went down to the grave, and struck the ogre’s head.

    It’s as if he’s letting go of anger.

    Sigh───!!!

    ─Ugh────?!!!

    With the sound of flesh exploding, the ogre jumped up and let out a thunderous scream.

    The ogre seemed to have come to its senses and began to look around with wide-open eyes. However, due to his short stature, he was unable to find Shir.

    “Did you sleep well?”

    ─Uh… Huh?

    How on earth do your hands have to be so bad that the ogre screams like that?

    ─It must have been covered with trees…?

    The ogre looks around distractedly.

    Clothes made from animal skins are soaked in blood and are bright red.

    “I tore it up. There was nothing I could do because I needed treatment.”

    Only then did the ogre’s head turn towards me.

    A look of confusion appeared in the Ogre’s eyes as he examined his body.

    ─Why me…? I am···.

    “It may be hectic, but just focus. From now on, you must leave this mountain with the things you need before the sun rises. However, leave the cow.”

    Only then did the Ogre come to his senses to some extent, and his brows furrowed.

    ─····What does that mean?

    “Hosot has decided to keep you alive and banish you. I came to treat you.”

    Ogre’s brows were furrowed, but that didn’t mean he was in a bad mood. The eyes looking at me were filled with all kinds of complicated thoughts, so at first glance, it seemed like I was making an idiotic expression.

    “The sun set on the mountain. Quickly pack your bags and run away.”

    Did he finally come to his senses?

    The ogre begins to laugh, soon revealing its yellow teeth.

    ─Hehehe… It’s necessary…

    Why am I smiling? I feel very uneasy.

    It may be that the body is exalted thanks to the blood, but even more than that, it feels like adrenaline is running through it, making it feel excited.

    ····Could it be that Ogre is a demi-human whose personality changes when he gets excited? What are you trying to do?

    “Yes. Not alive. Just in case, don’t say that you are going to kill Hosott or anything like that.”

    ─I have no intention of doing that. I’ll take what you want and fuck off.

    “Yes.”

    When I glance at Shir, I see that he is awkwardly frozen.

    To compare the height of an auger, you basically have to compare it to a building.

    ─Is this what woke me up?

    Ogre looked at Shir standing at the bedside and touched his temple.

    “Yes.”

    ─How did you wake me up?

    “I hit my head.”

    ─What on earth is this? It must have been a wolf… I remembered the first time I was hit by my father. Did he bite me?

    “I hit him with my fist. The nerves in your temples. There was no way to wake him up.”

    My nerves are shit.

    I just hit it down. Only then did the Ogre, who was holding his head, release his hand and shake his head.

    Why did this ogre have the will to live again?

    I was curious, so I opened my mouth first.

    “Why did I suddenly have the will to live? You ignored me when I said I would treat you.”

    The Ogre’s gaze returns from Shir to me.

    Perhaps he has completely composed himself, but his expression is completely indifferent.

    ─I didn’t want to live, but I also never wanted to die. It just didn’t matter what happened.

    It doesn’t matter what happens…

    This is something a worker who is tired of life would say.

    “Yes. Hurry and go before the sun rises.”

    ─Yes. Let’s do it.

    thud!

    An ogre walks out from the graveside with long legs.

    The ogre began to run aimlessly down the mountain.

    When a creature weighing nearly 10 tons stamps its feet, it feels like an earthquake is occurring.

    Just like in Ouroboros.

    Only when the ogre completely disappeared from sight did he extend his hand to Shir, who was standing hesitantly.

    “Come out. We should go back too.”

    Shir holds my hand and walks away from the graveside.

    Shir, who had been dazed, returned to his usual self after a while. Then he grumbles at me grumpily, and I don’t know why he does that.

    Since there was nothing else to do, we headed back to the village, chatting leisurely, discussing what to have for dinner, and by the time we came down Mt. Doran Doran, the sun was rising.

    Only then did my steps start to get faster little by little.

    As we were almost arriving, Shir came to an abrupt halt near the village.

    “···The village smells like an ogre.”

    Oger smell?

    Why does the village smell like an auger?

    ······Could it be that the ogre broke his promise?!

    I ran into the village, following Shir, who ran first. The atmosphere of the village was extremely distracting.

    All the wolves have run away, and there is no sign of the villagers. Deberg and the apprentices in the workshop were all sticking their heads out and looking around, and Hosott was nowhere to be seen.

    ······no.

    It’s not that it’s not there, it’s hidden in the house.

    It is clear that the ogre has visited.

    However, there are no signs of destruction in the village.

    There are no broken houses, and the waterways and tables are intact.

    I knew in advance that the ogre would come.

    “Hiik-?!”

    Beside me, Shir seems to be scared and takes a deep breath.

    “Si, Sihyeon.”

    “What’s wrong?”

    “···My house is gone.”

    uh···?

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    Shir suddenly became homeless.

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