Chapter 77: Old Friend (3)

Chapter 77: Old Friend (3)

So youre really the Berg from the rumors...

Flint, after breaking our hug, whispered as if he couldnt believe it.

His eyes scanned every inch of my body.

...Even if youre a mercenary, why do you have so many scars? And why such a large scar on your cheek?

He couldnt take his eyes off my scars.

Given all the changes, it was somewhat expected.

I mightve felt the same if Flint had appeared covered in scars like me.

So instead of answering, I posed a question to him.

My curiosity wasnt only limited to Flint.

...How on earth did you know to come here?

At that, Flint let out a soft chuckle.

These days, theres no one among the humans who doesnt know your story.

What?

The human mercenary, commoner Berg, rumored to have taken two noble wives. How could such news remain quiet? Hearing that the Berg of the Red Flames visited Dems Village, its hard to ignore. I never imagined itd really be you though...

You came all the way to Dems Village just to see me?

Flint smiled.

It was two birds with one stone.

And then, with a bright grin, he added,

Ive become a merchant, Berg.

He spread his arms wide.

One could sense the pride in his actions.

Ive always been traveling from village to village. It was during that time I heard rumors about you.

He too seemed relieved that things had worked out.

I laughed and nodded at him.

...A merchant.

Does it not suit me?

I shook my head.

...No, its just surprising.

At that, Flint also laughed.

I was surprised too, Berg. That you became a mercenary.

...

Didnt you once say youd quit getting involved in dangerous things? Thats why we parted ways, remember?

...

I couldnt immediately respond.

Too much had happened to simply explain.

Why did your wives-

-Lets go inside and talk.

I interrupted him before he could ask about my wives.

He seemed to understand, nodding in agreement.

And with that, we entered the inn.

There was much to talk about.

.

.

.

I introduced Flint to my wives.

Ner, Arwin. This is Flint. My... childhood friend.

Childhood...

Ner murmured at that word.

And then, with grace, she offered her greetings.

Im Ner Blackwood.

Arwin, similarly, touched her forehead slightly as she greeted.

...Im Arwin Celebrien.

They are my wives.

Flint just blinked, as if the scene before him was hard to believe.

After a moment of silence, he spoke with a broad smile.

Both of you are incredibly beautiful.

Then, he leaned in and whispered to me.

...So the rumors were all true?

...

He then gave a deep bow.

Its an honor to meet Lady Blackwood and Lady Celebrien.

Both of my wives graciously received his greetings.

My name is Flint. Berg and I have been friends since we were 5.

Since you were 5?

Ner asked in surprise.

Ah, please, have a seat.

She then motioned for us to take our seats.

My wives, recognizing Flint as my friend, spoke with elevated language and seemed to treat him with consideration.

I appreciated their mannerism towards him.

And so, the first topic wrapped up, leaving a brief moment of awkward silence.

Then, Arwin spoke up, Berg, Ill head back first. You can join me after youre done chatting with your friend.

She seemed to be giving me time out of consideration.

Ner, noticing the gesture, also rose from her seat, Yeah, Ill head back too, Berg. Weve finished eating anyway. And Im tired today.

I didnt resist their considerate gesture.

I also wanted to converse with Flint.

I spoke to the rising Ner, Ner, your foot...

I can walk back on my own. If I walk on my heel, it doesnt hurt as much.

...Alright, then...

I turned to look for the members.

Shawn, Jackson.

While drinking, they obediently stood up.

Escort Ner and Arwin back to the lodgings, please.

They nodded at my words.

Flint and my wives exchanged brief farewells.

It was an honor to meet you.

Enjoy your chat.

And then, they left the inn.

****

Arwin was still taken aback by the new information she learned about Berg.

From the slums.

Now, the image of Berg, who had saved her, seemed to make sense.

Berg, who had defeated Gallias, the strongest elf swordsman.

There was an undeniable ruthlessness in his movements.

The image of him punching down Gallias remained unforgettable.

...

Until a year ago, Arwin held negative biases about those from the slums.

She had often heard they were a dirty and brutal group.

She had heard that those from the slums only learned to take from others to survive.

But upon hearing that Berg was from the slums, the first emotion she felt wasnt repulsion.

Instead, she felt compassion.

Perhaps it was because Berg was the subject of this revelation.

How much suffering must he have endured for such movements to become ingrained in him?

How hard must he have fought just to survive?

He mentioned living in the slums since he was five.

An age when one wouldnt have even received a parents love.

Realizing the hardships of his upbringing, a heavy sigh weighed on her heart.

...Haa.

Beside her, Ner too let out a sigh.

Their eyes met for a moment.

Yet, without a word, they continued walking.

Arwin suddenly wondered about their sleeping arrangements.

Tonight was her turn to share a bed with Berg.

However, when Flint, Bergs old friend, entered the inn, she had heard the innkeeper mention a lack of rooms.

Perhaps Flint needed a place to stay?

Maybe Arwin would have to share a room with Ner tonight.

....

She felt the need to confirm this.

Taking the opportunity, she spoke to Ner.

Ner, I need to ask Berg something. Ill be heading back.

Huh?

You go ahead. Your foot hurts, doesnt it?

And without hesitation, Arwin turned away.

Bergs subordinate, Shawn, followed her.

She soon entered the inn and sought out Berg.

For some reason, Berg and Flint were conversing in a seemingly tense atmosphere.

Berg was the first to spot Arwin.

However, with his back turned to Arwin, Flint did not notice her.

...So.

Suddenly, Berg, acknowledging her presence, quickly called out to his friend.

...Flint.

Almost as if trying to silence Flint.

But it was all too swift, and Flint opened his mouth.

Approaching, Arwin was immediately met with Flints question.

...Where is She*?

The End of The Chapter

[TL: She: Here, is a gender-neutral term, and is used to refer to someone both the speaker and listener already know.

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