Jules placed breakfast on the table and sat in front of me.

    “What happened all of a sudden this morning?”

    “I heard it from Felix. It takes about a week to rebuild the furniture.”

    “Yes. That’s right.”

    “In the meantime, stay with Shir.”

    “Yes?”

    Am I deaf?

    I think I heard a strange noise? But looking at Jules’ face, it seems like what I heard was true.

    “Why suddenly?”

    It was only yesterday that Shir was beaten to death.

    No matter how much we may have reconciled, this is not the case. It’s obviously unnatural, and it’s hiding something from me.

    “You only need it until a new bed is made.”

    Mac was hooked.

    ······Have the events of last night still been stored in your heart?

    “Do you have any sleeping bags left? Why do you have to come all the way here and sleep? All I have to do is spread a sleeping bag and sleep on the floor.”

    “I think my father and sister changed their minds after hearing the dragon’s advice.”

    ···Is this what happened in the end?

    For some reason, I felt uneasy.

    “I heard that if Shir’s mental health deteriorates, he will have negative views on his body as well, so I think he’s planning to tolerate him hanging out with you to some extent. He asked me to cooperate too.”

    Juul is also a person.

    He was extremely cautious about the fact that he was an outsider. It feels like everything is rolling in the palm of Shir’s hand, and I feel a sense of rejection for no reason.

    “First of all, you have to get consent from Shir, right?”

    “Because of that, Shirdo was called to his sister. There’s no way I can refuse with his personality.”

    Jules glanced at my face.

    “If you don’t like it, I’ll make it like it never happened.”

    “I don’t feel like it, but what can I do? I have to go.”

    ···Can not help it.

    For the time being, I have no choice but to play in Shir’s hands.

    *

    Jules offered to help, but there was nothing he could do. At most, the only things I carry are tooth-cleaning soap, a quill, and an essay. Now that I see it, there is almost no trace of me in this village.

    If there’s one thing, it’s the picture frame I drew for Jules 5 years ago.

    “Please take care of me for a week.”

    “···Yes. Please take care of me.”

    Amy was looking at me.

    I still seem to be a variable in death.

    It seemed like he was afraid to even make eye contact, so I had no choice but to look away.

    Because I felt like I was going to cry if I kept looking at it.

    It was like a secret base for kids, both outside and inside.

    A tent made of leather that covers the ceiling or a frame made of bones, something you only see in games.

    Light shattered through a gap in the ceiling softly illuminates the interior. Around there was a candle on a table and an old dresser. Two chairs are the end.

    I looked at the poor quality leather used as a substitute for carpet.

    Rather than saying that the leather is old, most of it is damaged due to mistakes in tanning.

    “Do kids sometimes come here to play?”

    “Shir’s friends sometimes come here to rest.”

    I sat on a chair and looked out at the open square.

    Not all hosots in the village were engaged in hunting.

    Previously, hunting was more of a duty that village residents had to perform, and it was their main job.

    Some enjoyed making things with Felic and their apprentices, and some even grew plants.

    Someone tanned it and made leather clothes.

    Someone else over there carves wood—sur?

    Cutting down a tree is not unusual.

    but.

    ‘If you can’t control yourself, just carve wood and masturbate.’

    ‘···I will do that from now on.’

    ─I didn’t know you were really cutting it…!

    Perhaps sensing my gaze, Shir glanced in my direction and waved his haircut in greeting.

    Don’t shake that thing. Don’t shake it!

    “···That’s it, right?”

    “I don’t know.”

    Even if I made eye contact with Shir, I didn’t think anything good would happen. I approached Heinrich, who was making something.

    “Can you give me a moment?”

    “Why but?”

    “Well, I need a useful sword.”

    It was a remark that did not disgrace me even though I uttered it.

    knife.

    It costs 5 million won in Korean won to make.

    Are you asking for it just because you need it? Although I receive a separate salary from Juul, it is kept by Juul.

    “Which sword? One hand, two hands? Or even?”

    “It’s a one-handed sword. Do you have anything left?”

    Heinrich stretched his back, groaned, and stood up.

    ” As for the sword, I still have the one I made when I was young.”

    Hosott rarely uses swords that humans use. In that case, it could be said that it was a sword made by Heinrich before he moved to the south.

    ‘What was this person doing?’

    Sometimes I feel my age or experience goes beyond my dexterity.

    Come to think of it, I don’t even know why Heinrich came to the south.

    “Did you make it before you came here?”

    “No, I was the first one to make one after coming here, but no one paid any attention to it. It’s like a toy. Thanks to you, I’ve been eating nothing but dust for over 20 years. Bring it with you.”

    “Thank you.”

    Heinrich entered the workshop.

    Heinrich soon returned, and in his hand was a sword about the thickness of two index fingers.

    Even an outsider can see this.

    This is not a sword for a beginner to hold. This is a famous sword.

    However, there was no negative expression on Heinrich’s face as he placed the pearl necklace around the pig’s neck.

    “It’s a good sword. I don’t know if I can take this.”

    “He was told to prove his skills and worked hard like a cow to make it. I made it and the black wolf said that to me. Why have you been making toys?”

    Pfft! Laughter broke out.

    You look at this famous sword and say it’s a toy? Heinrich also laughed heartily.

    “Thanks to you, I only felt bad when I saw this. It’s a masterpiece in its own way, but it’s easy to throw it away. It finally has an owner! Hurry and take it.”

    Heinrich smiled tiredly and pushed his masterpiece towards me.

    “I will write well.”

    *

    When humans acquire a weapon, they want to use it.

    How much did he swing the sword like that?

    ─Sihyeon!

    An echo rang out from inside the cave.

    I gathered my sword and went to the downstream entrance.

    From the sight of Shir jumping up and down in a huff, I realized something was wrong.

    “What’s going on?”

    “Your guest has arrived!”

    My guests? I know someone, but there’s no way anyone would bother to come visit me.

    “Who is this?”

    “Siren! Twins of the Raven Wing tribe!”

    The black-winged siren sisters.

    There is no way I can forget it.

    However, why are those two looking for me now?

    “What about Jule?”

    “It’s there. He told me to bring you.”

    “Okay.”

    Juul can see Dantalian’s powers.

    As a result, any outsider or peddler who came to the village could not avoid Jules’ gaze.

    The fact that Jules called me means that it wasn’t at least hallucination-related.

    “But… those two are refugees.”

    “Refugee?”

    Exciting-!

    All kinds of ominous thoughts began to race through my mind.

    This is not a story to ask Shir. Personally, I hoped that I would get different answers when I asked the two.

    We headed straight to the downstream entrance.

    Shir also followed after him.

    “Two. The alar ligament was torn. I think I was captured by Drekar’s soldiers.”

    “······!”

    I think I know why the twins came here.

    Someone blew on the wind.

    ‘They know that I have Precious Blood!’

    Immortal.

    My steps became faster without me realizing it.

    That’s how we arrived at the downstream entrance.

    At the end, I saw two twins looking like beggars.

    He was swallowing the food Jules brought him without eating, and his wings were torn apart from being dragged on the floor.

    He was covered in blood and ran away barefoot, the soles of his feet were festering and there was a bad smell. Her hair has become scattered due to not being able to wash it, and her body is bleeding from various places.

    It is natural that dragging wings interfere with walking.

    He must have fallen several times.

    My clothes were also worn out.

    The two, who were receiving attention from many people because of the smell, were eating quietly while crying.

    Jules looked at the two and then quietly approached me.

    A spirit flowed from the blue eyes.

    “······What happened?”

    “An eagle just took off. They say Drekkar’s detachment is attacking Siren’s village.”

    I knew it would be like this.

    “Did you hear from the two of them what the situation was?”

    Jules shakes his head.

    “No. He insisted on only talking to you.”

    Of course.

    If you reveal the purpose of your visit first, you will be kicked out.

    The two sisters will cling to me for dear life.

    I passed Jules.

    “Hello.”

    They both look up at me with blank faces.

    “You’re not Sihyun Ri…?”

    “Bring Sihyeon Lee! Right now!”

    ” That’s right, Si-Hyeon Lee. Deborah, Deborah. It’s really nice to see you after a long time.”

    They were both shocked and looked me up and down.

    The country will be like that too. Because it was almost like a change in race.

    ‘There are too many eyes watching here.’

    “It’s going to be difficult to talk here, so let’s change places.”

    “Ugh, yes…”

    As I took the lead, the twins followed me, followed by Shir and Jules.

    “Shir. Go back.”

    “······You are so angry.”

    “I’ll explain later. Go back.”

    It is still a place where the eyes of the village people are. According to village rules, it is forbidden to reveal information about the Precious Blood to outsiders.

    It should not be used by outsiders.

    That was the rule of the village. I’m going to break that.

    Shir stood there hesitantly, but soon returned to the bullring.

    Only then Jules and I were able to face the twins.

    I couldn’t go far because walking itself seemed quite difficult in the first place, but even if it wasn’t far away, there weren’t places with few people.

    How long did it take to walk like that?

    “Ri····Ri Sihyeon!”

    A sudden shout was heard.

    When Misung looked back, one of the twins was holding a knife to his throat.

    “If you live in your village, there is a miracle medicine that can cure everything, right?!”

    “Yes.”

    “If you don’t give it to me right away, I’ll kill myself!”

    ···Is that the younger brother’s side or the older sister’s side?

    I think it’s my sister’s side. At a time when I don’t even know I’m Ri Si-hyeon, I’m being thrust into a different situation.

    Maybe he thinks I am not Ri Si-hyeon.

    “What are you going to do if you commit suicide?”

    Despair began to appear in the Siren’s eyes as she held the knife to her neck.

    I have no intention of dying here.

    But if I refuse, I will die quietly in a remote place. I felt like I felt that way.

    “Debor, I’m thinking of revenge. Imagine sticking an arrow into their heart.”

    When I pulled out the syringe and approached them, they both hesitated and looked at me with great fear.

    Don’t I feel like a great villain giving power to a corrupt villain?

    “Bring your finger. I’ll give you medicine. Never spill it.”

    ····They approached, but the two still hesitated without extending their hands. He pulled the Siren’s hand, which was not holding the sword, and dripped the sacred blood onto his finger.

    Just one drop.

    If the flower that blooms in the heart grows through the fertilizer of emotions, this is what Shirr gets when he goes crazy with happiness.

    This should be enough.

    “Deborah, eat without spilling.”

    Gin Ji Minji averted his gaze at the distrustful expression on his face.

    Making eye contact only puts pressure on the other person.

    It would be absurd from both of their perspectives.

    Someone gives a panacea without any thought.

    “Debor, please bring your hand too.”

    “Deborah… Never eat first. I’ll try it first─.”

    Deborah flinched, looked at her sister, and ate the blood that had fallen on her index finger.

    “Deborah?!”

    Wood-dud-duk–!

    At the same time, the ligaments exposed by the skin of the sagging wings were stretched, and the wings that had been dragging began to fall into place.

    Debor’s eyes were filled with astonishment at the miracle that unfolded before his eyes.

    “Ah…Ah…!”

    “Debor, give me your hand.”

    Debord reflexively looked at me at the sound of my voice, dropped the crude kitchen knife, and began to cry.

    “I’m sorry…!”

    There’s nothing to be sorry about.

    Humans tend to break down in the face of trials they cannot bear. Even me.

    “Debora seems to be spilling, so Deborah feeds her.”

    ···Both started crying.

    “····Debor, open your mouth. Ah!”

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