Chapter 116

My Villains Episode 116

30. Holiday (1)

The Amias gang sat around the table next to each other while eating and giggling.

“I already have four silver coins... If I earn fifty days like today, I can buy a ranch. I’m sick of chickens, so I’ll have to buy about 20 cows and fill them up.” When Bunny said with a hazy look in his eyes, the freckled Mira laughed and shook her head.

“What is your dream of becoming a boy?”

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m opening a shop in Lemerick. Opening a tavern as big as this one and feeding off the mercenaries.”

Steedman clicked his tongue when he heard the story.

“Mira, I don’t think your dream is too big, right?”

“okay? Then what kind of dream does our bald dwarf have?”

“Don’t call me a dwarf.”

“Okay, so answer me, Mr. Bo, short.”

Steedman cursed softly before replying.

“I want to gather about fifty mercenaries and make a mercenary squad.”

“So what?”

“It is to receive land by pioneering ‘Asag’.”

“What do you do with land in a wetland like that?”

Mira asked casually, and Steedman lowered his stance and whispered quietly.

“It is to be used as a base for hunting monsters. Like a hunting festival here, we gather mercenaries or hunters to catch drakes. If you take off the skin and fins and sell them, you’ll make a lot of money.”

“Drake caught so easily? Shorty like you, they’re the ones to swallow in one bite.”

“...I would have told you not to call me shorty.”

“When are you? I told you not to call me a dwarf?”

“You damn bitch,”

leader Amias intervened swiftly as Steedman’s hair went red.

“stop. It’s a good day, what are you fighting for?”

“This bitch keeps scratching her temper!”

“Sleep, calm down. hey! Get six beers here!” I looked back at the counter while silently watching the amount they were doing.

“The meal is over, so the beer is fine!”

When I suddenly interrupted and shouted like that, the Amias gang looked at me as if they were doing something.

“Ellen, would you like to go up to the room first? I’ll stay in the backyard for a while and then go in.”

“...I guess.”

As Ellen nodded, Utequa raised her beer mug and said,

“I will have another drink.”

“I’ve been screaming and sleeping. follow me.”

“hmm? Are you going to do nabuk?”

“No.”

I looked back at the Amias gang and continued.

“Are these guys going to make people?”

Six pairs of eyes widened.

“I sat and looked at something. Come out to the backyard.”

Since it was still summer, the days were long, so when I put out a couple of torches, my son-in-law became as bright as day. The hot dirt floor is cooling down and a cool evening breeze is blowing.

It is a perfect environment for training.

“Hold on, you bastard!”

He shouted and stomped his feet at the same time.

bang!

“Ouch!”

Tight Steedman rolls around terribly.

I pulled the shield beside it, and the freckled mummy gritted its teeth and endured.

“Be flexible, be flexible!”

I immediately reversed my strength, pushed her away, and grabbed the quarter stick that had been struck late.

“Slow and obvious! Be bolder!”

When I pulled the quarter bar, the muldae boonie staggered out.

“Ghehe!”

He tripped and tripped Boonie, avoiding Amias’ wooden stick and pushed his jaw away.

As my teammates all tumbled to the floor, Jenessa, who was holding a quarter stick, saw me and shivered.

“Oh gu eat well oh gu eat well.”

Unlike the kitten, the wild boar ate pretty much anything.

If there was nothing to find food for, even if you handed over what you ate roughly, the bundles were readily received and ate, and thanks to this, in about two months, they had grown several times in size. A little bigger than a Welsh Corgi?

After finishing the meal in an instant, the bunch came up on top of my thighs with a whimper. Then he lay down on his stomach and took a posture.

I quietly brushed his hair. The warm body heat came through the well-dried fur.

“I want to eat pork kimchi stew. Do you remember what I said about kimchi jjigae before?”

Mungchi squealed and cried softly, as if he understood what I was saying.

“Even though my mother couldn’t do anything else, the chicken doritang and pork kimchi stew made me absolutely stumped.” At the small whisper, the bundle held its breath. His eyelids slowly lowered at my gentle touch.

“I guess I want to eat something spicy. Jjambbong, tteokbokki, kimchi porridge, agujjim, something like that.”

Perhaps it was a familiar situation by now, Mungchi scratched my thighs with his head, not paying attention to what I said.

“I want to eat rice noodles too. There’s a place in Sinchon that really stumps me... I’ve never tasted rice noodles in my life, and after eating there, I became a total addict.”

The door opened abruptly when Mungchi’s eyelids began to close.

“it’s over?”

“almost.”

It was, of course, Ellen who entered the room floating in the air. The guy, wearing only cotton pants and a shirt, was still half-closed.

“Are you still sleepy after sleeping so well?”

“Don’t make a fuss.”

After answering in a hushed voice, Ellen handed me a towel and sat down. I looked down at the towel and smiled.

“Is it just automatic now?”

“Quickly,”

he said, getting more and more positive.

Shaking her head, she carefully moved the wad to the bed and began to run through Ellen’s hair with a towel.

The scent of lime, which has now become a daily routine, filled the room. I quietly inhaled and carefully dried Ellen’s hair. Then, even combing, your hair is as fresh as a rapeseed field after rain.

“Okay, it’s over.”

“Yes.”

I wore only the Vambraces and shin guards and put on a belt.

Ellen put on a slingback over a leather vest and pulled over her robe. Then he gave a small yawn and sat down on my arm.

“let’s go.”

Today is a day off.

It was for two reasons. First, Amias gang needed a reorganization.

Due to the intense schedule of the week, the six mercenaries were in a state of getting large and small wounds and fatigue. So, I needed a day when I could relax at church and get treatment and check my equipment.

The second reason was because of Ellen.

“Do you look a little excited?”

“huh? It’s not?”

Ellen shook her head and turned away, but the face of the guy who woke up after being hit by the wind was full of excitement that couldn’t be hidden.

“Are you so excited about going to someone else’s lab?”

“...it’s not exciting, but it’s quite rare.”

Right now, Ellen and I were walking toward the permanent residence. He is on his way to the laboratory of Master Caswright, the master of the land magic of Longville.

“It’s very rare for a wizard to invite a stranger to his laboratory.”

“Um yeah?”

“huh. He seems like a good-hearted person.”

I had met Master Castlight before. We ate together with the introduction of the baroness, and it was a person who could tell that he was a good person at a glance.

We arrived at the laboratory located next to Yeongju Hall. It was a brick building with three chimneys, with a firewood shed attached to one side.

After holding the doorknob and knocking on the door a couple of times, a middle-aged woman appeared.

“Lord Phoenix, Miss Ellen!” Master Castlight was a lady who could feel warm to anyone. He is an impressive person with neatly combed gray hair and a big smile that sways around his generous flesh.

“Isn’t it beautiful noon? Come this way.”

Master Castrite’s laboratory looked like, well, a rather sophisticated kitchen.

Shelves filled with all sorts of herbs and ingredients filled three sides, and firewood was stacked neatly in six layers on one side. Large and small cauldrons, hourglasses, bellows, mortars, transparent glass bottles, and thick books were neatly arranged.

While looking around the room blankly, the lady led us to the tea table. All kinds of food were spread out on the tea table.

Peaches, nuts, figs, pickled honey mixed with ginger, scones baked to a golden brown and topped with apple jam, cookies made with whole wheat and eggs baked in butter, and flavored chocolate chips sprinkled with herbs... Luxurious food rarely seen in this

world took in Of course, it wouldn’t be too much of a burden for a middle-aged wizard whose only stigma was making delicious snacks and sharing them with those around him.

The first guest was sitting at the tea table with luxurious snacks.

“The baroness is here.”

“Nice to meet you, Sir Phoenix.”

While I was greeting the Baroness, Ellen and Master Cass Wright, who were sitting across from me, had already started a full-fledged conversation. It was a conversation I could not understand at all, even though it was in Milanese.