Two days later, I headed for the western gate from the early morning. Waking up early in the morning is always difficult, but I thought I was going to another city for the first time in my life, so I was expecting it again in my own way, so I didn't feel any particular fatigue.
The preparations for the five-day journey ended yesterday. I also returned the book and provided the pouch with a quantity that I think will be able to eat for about five days. I also filled the barrel with water. And I had to be homeless for at least four days, so I gave him 20 coopers and bought an old cape that came down to my thighs.
- Pearl.
I twisted my body and rolled my cloak nicely. I got a tickle in my own way.
In fact, the cape is not originally worn for these fingerprints, it is a practical object to wear as a blanket while travelling. If you use it around, it also prevents the wind and can be used upside down when you sleep. I can't really count on defenses, but at the same time, I can use them as a substitute for shields. Decisively walking with a cape on, he looked like an adventurer without a soul mate. I liked that part most of all.
I arrived at the western gate as I rolled my cape. Apparently there were roughly a generation of wagons waiting, and perhaps these were Abnell Merchant Wagons to Istanbul. A middle-aged man in a green hat with gorgeous feathers is approaching because he is snoring.
"What about you?"
"Are you Abner Merchant?"
I gave you the wooden plaque I received in my pocket because I looked like the man in charge. It was a wooden plank that I received the day before. I had to pay 10 coupons for the introductory fee to earn 60 coupons. These bastards must have been professional robbers.
"It's a sign from our Merchant Guild. Are you an adventurer from the Merchant Escort? Nice to meet you."
"Yes, nice to meet you."
"What's your name?"
"This is Cat."
He checked the list he had when he heard my name. His gaze was shifted to my head for a moment, and he seemed to care about my black hair. Black hair, a testament to barbarian blood strings, was an eye-catching arrangement.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Wait here for a while and follow me when the wagon leaves. It'll be sunset soon, so we'll leave. I'll tell you in advance, if you run off on the road or lose your health, you won't be able to pay for it."
"Absolutely. Okay."
"If you can't do your job due to an injury in combat, I'll drive you to the city by wagon and pay you all the 5 matches, so if you have a fight, risk your life."
"Oh, of course we have to fight hard."
The middle-aged man said so and turned around. I'm sorry I betrayed my expectations, but I'm not willing to fight with my life.
Needless to say, 'wagon escort' meant protecting the wagon from the enemy. Why protect the wagon? Because there are a lot of things in the wagon that are worth money. If you see a wagon full of stuff in the mountains because you're a mongrel, you say, "Oh, fuck, I'll kill all those bastards and take all the shoots." 'It was a wonderful idea to do it.
That's why bandits, bandits, enemies, and monsters could have raided. In front of greed, both humans and monsters are the same. I don't know how this neighborhood was opened, but I think there was some kind of battle when I saw that I needed an escort.
I've seen a few times where bandits arrested at the Arena are executed, and if you look at that, maybe the bandits will make a bow. And, well, there was no such thing as monsters in the mountains.
"Do you know any bastards?"
Over time, other adventurers gathered around the island. That's roughly 10 people. Oh, my God. 50 coupons for each escort cost, multiplied by ten to get 5 silver. It was an unbelievable amount. Certainly it would be safer to escort a wagon than to use 5 silver. He's got ten heads. You got something to worry about.
Adventurers seemed to be looking out for each other. I found faces that I knew, but I didn't see him talking. I haven't seen it in detail since I was ten, but I'm just about two strangers.
"Abnell Merchant Wagon to Istanbul is on its way!"
The next generation of wagons set off with the cry of the Horseman at the forefront, and the adventurers stood by them and walked appropriately. It was important to keep pace with wagons and walking. I stood at the back as I could notice. Whatever happens, the stern is better than the lead.
Step out of the gate and follow the maintained path. Although the roads connecting the city and the city are usually maintained, there was a high probability that the road would be chewed up in the middle if it were scheduled for five days.
Now I can walk like this, but it must have been hard over time. But no problem. Who am I? I'm not from the Army. Military life, which was hateful back then, is of great help to me now. There was nothing easier in the world than walking to me as a march master.
"Shall we go to the bell road?"
I hummed the song with a little excitement. It would be a great opportunity to make money just by walking if there was no bloodshed. Sightseeing the city next door is a kind of dump.
If the conditions are okay, I think I can make a fresh start in Istanbul, so I can't fly without God. I think I'm far from Winia right now, so I feel like my stomach cancer has calmed down by the first stage. My heart was so light.
As always, a casualty is what happens when you're careless.
"Break time!"
It was time to rest until about noon without talking to anyone. People who appear to be the top employers are excited and feed their horses with a sluggish expression, but our adventurers just sit back and stretch out into the crowd. It is not a regular soldier and cannot be harshly controlled with 10 coopers per day.
In fact, in this escort mission, adventurers are nothing but simple disposables that are as cheap as arrows. In the procession, besides the adventurers, the armed soldiers of the decent Merchant Corps were following them, probably the main power. Their ugly faces looked as if they had been sliced.
I also sat down and drank water. You should not drink choking because you do not know when you will be able to swim. Savor it with the feeling of soaking the whole mouth step by step, and then slowly pass it down the throat. I have to try a lot at once to get out of the sweat.
I felt a tingling glance as I was splitting dry volumes for nutritional supplementation.
"Hmm?"
Somehow someone was staring at me. Sang-man Special) Avoidance of walking eye fights. So I looked at him too. I felt sad because I wanted to be a little hungry when I was a kid. That doesn't mean I didn't plan on handing out any of the dry volumes, but it just came up. You son of a bitch? "Hello? Nice to meet you."
"Yes? Who are you?"
Somehow I wanted to think of someone who knew me, someone who didn't know me at all. I raised my head and double-checked his face. A thin face with a slightly neutral, golden head. If this son of a bitch was running even Bottom Arbeit, it would be convincing.
What, Bottom Alba? What is the excuse for this teenager right now against a man who is a front-runner? He might quietly rub his jaws against my morality, and suddenly when he sees his jaws talking nonsense, his thoughts will run away.
"It's Jailo."
"Ah... I'm Kat. Do you have anything to see?"
I questioned him. He didn't like the refreshing look on the subject of men. When you see him with a knife in his waist, he'll be an adventurer like me. In response to my question, a man named Jailo replied with a smile.
"Are you interested in religion?"
"Yes?"
"Is there a religion you believe in?"
"Yes? Murah?"
At this moment, I felt the illusion of being here on the Korean side. I felt like I was hit by a hammer with my head. If it wasn't for the medieval wagon next door, it probably wouldn't be distinguished between Korea and the rest of the world. No, do you know this? I almost remembered the smell of saliva, the scent of my hometown, in the winter echo.
"With a look on your face, I don't think so."
"..."
"It's a tough world, if you don't have a religion, you can listen to my story..."
"Oh, shit. You don't have to, so go back."
I refused with a dagger. If this son of a bitch were a woman, he'd just be a man. (Man exclusively) The man is a fertilizer.
For some reason, religious disputes almost deprived me of valuable rest time.
Hahaha, I gave up my hand, but he had no choice but to leave.
"Did you say Kat? Kat seems good, so we're giving her a chance now. If you listen to the story..."
"No, what priest are you? Going to church? I don't care, so go to the bastard next door."
I quietly pointed to the one who was lying on the opposite side for the purpose of turning the bomb. Then why doesn't he just pretend to see it?
"... this is all because he looks good. It would be a great opportunity. Why don't you listen to the story? And I'm not a priest."
He was still laughing and suggesting religion to me. I looked closely and saw that there was an earring on my ear. It seemed like a religious symbol. I said I'm not a priest, I don't know English.
No matter how far you go, it won't go off. Maybe there's something else on your mind?
"You son of a bitch... are you aiming for my back hole?"
"It's a misunderstanding."
"What a misunderstanding! Get the fuck out of here!"
Even though I seized and gave a livestock order, including bullshit, he didn't move like a tree planted on an asphalt floor. What the hell made him do this? I have no intention of joining a religion.
"It's because I saw and felt him. Don't be so clumsy, and if you heard the story at this time, it would be over."
"I think the rest is about to end, you son of a bitch? And I saw you and I felt like a dick."
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