Chapter 144

My Villains Episode 144

38. Golden Sludge (1)

“Wow.”

It is hope. A tall beauty wearing a loose hoodie and black leggings.

“Are you wearing a skirt?”

Hee-won’s gaze toward So-ha shows surprise and laughter.

“It is so sweet. I usually go around like that.”

clattering steps. A hand to tidy up the skirt. dead pan. The eye-catching red lips open.

“What are you doing? There is no one to look good for.”

“Then what about today?”

“Seungsu oppa is here.”

The club room came and became noisy. Young people laugh easily.

I was a bit difficult.

“haha.”

The laughter you create is hilarious. I am afraid that the awkwardness will be revealed. A person named Kim Seung-soo did not fit into this atmosphere well.

As always, Heewon was the first to notice the footsteps rounding the corner.

“Do you want to go see the stage?”

“Is there anything to see? You said you didn’t start construction?”

“It must be the first amphitheater.”

“...an amphitheater? Isn’t it a small theater?”

“huh. I’m with Yeon-young for this drama.” Yeong-gwa.

“Have you seen the actors? Half of them are Yeonyoung and the kids. I heard that Jung So-ha also takes a few acting majors.”

Learn with Yeon-young in a club play.

“...Isn’t that the same as bringing professional players to early football?”

A tingling laugh and a hand tapping on the shoulder. It is a piece of memory.

“It’s not that tidy! Even if you see Yeonyoung, you are in the 12th year, what kind of pro? And our kids are doing well too.” The chatter continued. Just like a few years ago, Heewon and I moved slowly.

Small Theater Student Union Building 108 Stairs Central Library Windy Hill... There are thick layers of friendly faces all over the campus.

By the time our footprints pass the gym subway and reach the studio. I felt like I was choking on the memory.

In the end, I vomited out the words I had endured.

“Would you like to meet again?”

“no.”

Even while she was busy putting on clothes, her reaction was quite immediate.

“This is just right for us.”

While choosing a horse, a loud bell rang. Heewon answered the phone with a stiff face and smiled brightly.

“who is this?”

“you do not have to know.”

Leaving a familiar answer, she left the one room.

A purple scent lingered in his nostrils. I quietly closed my eyes and soon the world shattered.

Faced with the setting sun, Atalanta quietly looked around the clan.

Dozens of tents were spread across the foothills and plains. It is a light-hearted village with stretched wagons as its fence.

“Windy! The west coast-”

From somewhere between the tents came the sound of children singing. It was heavenly music that made us forget the poverty and hardships of wandering life.

“Raise the sails and go-three! Back to our hometown 99

Atalanta wanted to be among the kids. I wanted to laugh, sing and dance with them.

“The golden sun! Blow on-”

She was very good at dancing and singing.

It was the result of training. It was a painful training that any normal child would hate to achieve, but Atalanta still enjoyed dancing and loved singing.

“Cross the rough waves!”

“To our hometown...

A small murmur was scattered in the wind. Atalanta quietly swept her arm.

‘It’s autumn soon.’

She hastened her steps.

“miss.”

“Rubio.”

As the middle-aged warrior bowed briefly, Atalanta asked with a smile.

“What about the elders?”

“We are gathered in Asun. Atalanta glanced behind her slightly.

Two men in thick armor were guarding her with expressionless faces. Called ‘Haresukis’, they were the sacred guards protecting Asun and the elite warriors of the clan.

Atalanta’s gaze as she scanned them was cold.

‘Soulless puppets.’

She whispered a little to Rubio.

“Let’s talk later. Gather the warriors with Agos for now.”

“...Warriors?”

“Come on. Asun, I will convince you.”

“All right.”

After passing by the middle-aged man, Atalanta arrived at a huge and luxurious tent.

The boy nodded silently, holding on to the saddle. I, who had been serving as Ellen’s horseman, brushed the horse’s hair and corrected the reins.

“Let’s try a little harder. It will arrive soon.”

When Spotted purred a little, I took a carrot from the saddle and fed it to him.

Ellen, who had been quietly watching the amount I was doing, suddenly opened her mouth.

“Do you remember what I said last time?”

“...Um, which one?”

“What I said the first night I arrived in Longville. When I first met the Amias kids.”

“Wasn’t that almost two weeks ago?”

“Twenty days ago. Because today is the end of August.”

“Has it already happened?”

I shrugged my shoulders as I scratched under my makeshift helmet.

“What did you say then?”

“I told you to be careful because you get sick.”

sick?

“...Ah, that’s it? When you made a fuss out of jealousy?”

Ellen slightly frowned.

“I wasn’t jealous and I didn’t make a fuss.”

“Isn’t that what you said when you rolled your eyes at Mira and me talking?”

“...they didn’t turn around.”

“You turned the tavern upside down with magic. It’s right that your eyes are rolling.”

At my laughing words, Ellen quietly pursed her lips.

“I said I don’t remember.”

“I remember when you said it. But why?”

“...just. Remember what I said.”

A faint laugh emerges.

“You mean not to get involved with that ‘nonsense’?”

“okay.”

“Aren’t you a bit strict? Mira and Simos aren’t that ugly.”

At my words, Ellen laughed.

“Don’t talk nonsense. Isn’t that an ugly face?”

“If you look closely, it’s not that bad, right?”

“...I should have left it alone when it burned out. It’s useless anyway.”

The sarcastic guy was so cute that I laughed out loud.

“Isn’t it harsh to say that it’s useless?”

“Eyes that do not have aesthetic sense, but they are useless.”

“Hey, what does Simmian mean?”

Ellen frowned as if she didn’t know that.

“...Are you asking because you don’t know? You have an eye for finding something beautiful.”

“okay. So it’s not that I’m not aesthetically pleasing, it’s that I’m very good.”

“what?”

“Because you have such a good aesthetic sense, you find beauty in everyone.”

Ellen said, ‘What is this asshole?’ He was looking down at me with that gaze. I shrugged and continued.

“It seems you don’t know because you live in another world, but the world needs someone like me.”

“...why?”

“Imagine that all the people in the world have no aesthetic sense. What will happen?”

“How is it going?”

“Even beautiful people will disappear. Because no one recognizes the beautiful.”

When Ellen made a puzzled expression, I grinned and got to the point.

“What are you going to be okay with? Regardless of aesthetics, you are pretty to anyone.”

“...that’s what it is.”

“But ambiguously handsome and pretty people become nothing? How sad is that?”

Sensing the implications of my words, Ellen blushed and lowered her head.

“So, open your mind a little. A kid who looks like you gets jealous and people hate him.”

“It’s just really strange noises...

By the time Ellen had calmed down, the group had reached the end of the trail. Through the scruffy brush, the view came down to the ridge below.

“...Yabeldin. How did this happen

?”

“I don’t know either.”

The young scribe took a deep breath and then grabbed his forehead.

“It wasn’t like this until we came out.”

I looked down the mountain in silence. Dark brown stains tightly wrapped around Longbill.

Cole, the archer, climbed up the tree and spoke in a small but clear voice.

“This is Anupad.”

“I know that. How many will there be?”

Cole was silent for three or four minutes before answering.

“Five hundred will definitely exceed it.”

I barely swallowed the curse.