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"Of course, I can't let you go like this - I just don't have a guy who, um... can lead the way. In addition, it would be better if he could do something to make me laugh, such as telling a joke or singing a song~ ~~In that case, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

"You want me to be your pet...just like the nobles in the city, right?"

After hearing the other party's request, she turned around and asked.

Although she couldn't understand the other person's sudden change, she had indeed seen it before.When a nobleman once mobilized the gendarmerie to circle around the rich area to retrieve them for his wedding, she saw the pets of the nobleman who were also carefully dressed up from a distance.

That was the first time she had ever felt resentful towards herself, who had been abandoned as a defective product since she was born because she could not use the Origin Stone skills; all her memories were of fighting for food in this slum - why? , will he be born as a human being?

Why don't I exist like them?

In this case, as a pet raised by nobles, as long as I think about how to please my owners, I can get a warm kennel and extremely enviable feed.

In this way, she would not have to have trouble falling asleep due to the burning pain rolling in her belly every night, and she would no longer have to shiver because of the rain or snow falling from the sky... She would know that when she fell asleep this time, she would open her eyes again. During this time, you can also see the world called daylight.

After all, on this Terra, dignity and life are the least valuable things.

"Yes. I will become your pet; as long as you feed me every day... as long as I can eat enough."

Although the clothes on his body are not as exquisite and unique as those worn by the nobles, and are stained with bloodstains and stains left after the struggle...but they are not all the tattered cloth in the slums that can barely be called a covering; It was measured and made according to the body shape of the wearer, and it was also made of leather that could be used to satisfy hunger in times of extreme hunger.

Even the dagger with some age can vaguely see some carved patterns on its front - all of this shows that the 'Vayfan' in front of him has enough resources to feed everyone else. Besides himself, he has one more "pet".

Enduring the pain of dislocation, she stood up on her own, imitating the appearance of the pets she had only seen once in her memory, and made friendly and flattering calls to the boy.Like those beautifully feathered little birds singing loudly in their cages

However, what worried her was that the person in front of her did not look happy because of this, and even the original smile disappeared, and his brows were knitted tightly together.

"You...well, forget it. Temporary food and clothing can still guarantee you."

Sighing, the red dragon took out a small strip of compressed food from the lined pocket.Ignoring the growl in his stomach due to hunger, he threw it to the child in front of him.

Then, without looking at the child who was covering his mouth tightly for fear of any more crumbs falling out of his mouth, he turned around and took a step forward.

"Follow me, then show me the way. Take me to a place that can be called a [store] and buy some supplies. If you don't want to be hungry tomorrow night."

Listening to the light and heavy footsteps behind him, the red dragon raised his head and glanced at the lingering clouds of Originium in the sky above Terra.

It’s nothing, I’m just doing things that a [person] knows how to do and can do.He said to himself mentally.

This is not the first, and it is destined not to be the last.

Anyway, it's just a little effort within the scope of one's ability, why not?Right?

"My name is Ozwald.

Victoria's Red Dragon; Ozwald Artorius. "

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Although I want to find a place that can be called a store, it is actually a bit unrealistic to be in a place where homeless people gather due to various reasons such as poor source stone skills. This is not to say that Ozwald encountered the same predicament as when he had just escaped from Londinium.

Things are slightly different here.

Perhaps it is due to the almost compulsory education in Leitania and the widespread use of Originium skills that it will inevitably increase the chance of Ore Disease infection, making the total number of infected people in Leitania the same as the most common disease. Zdel is almost the same, so compared to most countries such as Victoria, Letania’s attitude toward infected people is relatively less harsh.

But in the same way, this place is not located in the center of Terra, which is the rich land and product-rich Victoria capital Londinium. In terms of scale, it is not even qualified as a third-rate border town. It needs to be downgraded by about two levels. of garbage mountain levels.

As a result, the resources of the HOBO settlement are limited. When the productivity and consumption power are not up to standard, it is overwhelming to have a slightly more formal straw shed for everyone to barter for garbage. Not to mention [stores] and the like... I can only say that it is a bit unrealistic.

As for walking another dozen or twenty miles into the nearest town of Letania, there would still be trouble... quite a bit.To be honest, it doesn't mean that a big man who pays a small amount of money or pretends to look at people through his nose can fool the guards and others into thinking that nothing happened.

You know, no matter how bored he is, a real aristocratic grandpa would never leave his fragrant and soft young ladies who are carefully dressed, well-fed, and raised, and run dozens of miles out of the city to the wilderness. They pick up a dirty kid from outside the ridge and use it as a toy; in fact, they are the most picky.

On this basis, even if he, Oswald, could in some sense break his head with the twin queens of Letania, it would be useless to exchange glasses with the real ones and talk and laugh happily——What a boy, how dare you Use Victoria's sword to kill my disciples of Letania. How powerful is your Draco?Believe it or not, I will catch you red-handed and then ask your amiable Uncle Aslan to come here and give you two mouthfuls (skull-crushing blows) with his strong and strong hands?

So the final result is just harvest points, not [materials] at all. At most, they can make do with iron wire, old cloth and other things... But even so, including Ozwald's "gorgeous" clothes, it is still enough. It caused some other homeless people who were not wearing clothes to have some thoughts.

After all, even when Aslan suddenly attacked and annihilated the entire family, he was concerned about "a young child walking around the city with red gold" and kept everything simple; but in the following years, as he grew older and stronger, he became strong enough to deal with big events. For some trivial matters, in order to make it easier to walk on Terra, a land "full of suffering since ancient times", it is natural and even necessary to improve the sophistication of external objects such as clothes and tools.

"Hmm...well...I understand the difficulty of living in a place like this, but it's really..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching quickly from behind, Ozwald muttered and sighed, but his right hand was not slow to hold the sharp blade at his waist.

Although this short sword obtained from the corpse of the killer from Aslan's court can have some effects as a staff, it cannot completely replace the staff to perform Originium skills; thus, it is inevitable that there will be no staff due to the lack of a staff. The result of the increase in the concentration of Originium in the body caused by the casting of spells - and it has been two months since the use of the Originium disease inhibitor that Ozwald supplied in the last city. It is not a good thing to fight everywhere under such circumstances.

However, it is also unavoidable now.

Ozwald's peripheral vision swept to both sides. The scavengers here seemed to be doing what they were doing as if the interception and killing they had long been accustomed to had nothing to do with them, but there was one thing in common. ——Their eyes were all focused on the two attackers and themselves through cover.

[Hmph, even the well-equipped Drac is not afraid. This is no longer an ordinary thug. He must punch, punch hard! 】

"It's all mine!"

The last thing the scavenger saw while grinning and waving the weapon in his hand was not the sight of the opponent's blood splattering, but a silver light.

"Pfft--"

The dagger slashed upward from the lower right side easily split the rough stone dagger, broke several ribs, and cut open his heart, and then struck hard on the dirty cloth. His entire face was cut open on his stubble-covered chin.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the person who attacked him first was killed with a direct blow. Ozwald turned his head and looked sideways at the others, and reached down with his left hand to grab a larger piece of the stone dagger after it was cut off. piece.

The other attacker, a scavenger with short cat-like ears on his head and a suspected race of film, could not help but feel regret in his mind, but it was too late.

"No, don't!!"

"Then you shouldn't have taken this step, poor cat-"

Almost at the same time as Ozwald raised his left hand, blood spattered from Felin's face, his skull was completely shattered, and his body went limp and he fell down.

The two dying bodies were twitching, but it didn't last long before they were completely engulfed by the explosive flames as Ozwald's dagger slashed the silver arc and exploded one after another.The stench of burned fat and muscle mixed with blood, and the pungent smell instantly filled the air.

Seeing this scene, those people who were all watching Ozwald withdrew their gazes and extinguished the desires in their hearts that were originally aroused by the sight of wealth.

"I know what you're thinking, but - no!"

Wiping away the remaining blood on the dagger with his thumb, he caught a glimpse of Caprini staring closely at the burning corpse. Ozwald immediately shouted in a low voice:

"Food is indeed very important, and I can allow and accept you waiting for me to completely close my eyes to eat the corpse in order to survive, but as long as I am still alive, it will not work. Even if it is to deal with strange enemies."

It is true that no matter in terms of their self-proclaimed human psychology or Terra's physiology, Draco and Felin are really not the same species; but Ozwald would still rather go hungry and suffer from the unbearable burning sensation. He would spend more effort to find some insects, snakes, rats, and ants, or even more, nibble on bark and grass leaves... He didn't want to try these once "talking meats."

"I will consider the lack of supplies, so you don't need to worry about it like a brat. Just do your best to do whatever I ask you to do. That's all I ask."

Regarding such a decision, Caprini, who was wandering around the gathering place, was confused and felt deeply wasteful, but a 'pet' should not question the owner's decision. No matter what he said, he just had to do it. In order to exchange for the next meal and tomorrow's feed.

In order to survive, both dignity and ideas are useless things that can be abandoned.

She had had enough of being hungry.

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"Last night, the person in charge of District [-] died, which will hinder our next actions."

"Ha~ don't say it so seriously. Isn't it just a thing used to collect cannon fodder and experimental products? There are as many substitutes as there are... Speaking of which, since the dogs of those two bitches are here again, we are ready When will we transfer? Or should we kill them first and then leave?"

"No, there is no need for that at the moment... According to the detection of traces at the scene, the murderer is not from any branch of the "Queen" we know."

"In other words, it's just pure bad luck, that's what I mean."

"On the contrary, it should be "very lucky""

"?"

"Based on the deduction and excavation of the remaining spells after the battle of the killer... we have some very interesting things that may determine whether our side will reappear in the world..."

"Oh~~That sounds really interesting to me. Why don't you just let me——"

"An hour ago, Lord Heinrich, who learned about this matter, had already left in person and decided to handle it himself."

"Tsk...that bastard winter spirit that is getting in the way...sooner or later, this old immortal who is blocking the road will be killed..."

"...Before that, think about whether you will be devoured by the Lord as nourishment for the King..."

"Ha! If that brat can do it, let's try it..."

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fire and flame,

This constantly dancing and jumping orange elf is so eye-catching in the night, and the light and heat that are constantly emitted from it, and the comfort created by bathing in that warmth, are even more nostalgic and lingering. Addicted.

Especially when the hunger in the belly is filled with hot meat——

"Crack...crack..."

She squatted on the ground in front of the fire, pressing the hot meat she had just removed from the fire to her mouth, gnawing and sucking the remaining red meat like a crazy beast. The sweet meaty taste given by this fresh life is like a distant memory, elusive and elusive, making Caprini crazy with greed.Even if there wasn't even a bit of minced meat left, he still bit the bone tightly and chewed hard.During this period, I occasionally broke bones and occasionally broke my own loose teeth.Later, she simply smashed the bones with smooth stones that she picked up from the river when fetching water. She smashed the big bones that she couldn't bite into paste and swallowed them.

Of course, with such wild and rude actions, there was no guarantee that she would hurt her fingers when she hit the bone sauce, but she was completely unaware of it and did not feel much pain.

"Slow down, no one will compete with you. There is no need to eat in such a hurry. Slow down and enjoy the taste of the meat."

Seeing Caprini's slightly horrifying look, Ozwald didn't say much.After just looking at it for a while, he continued to scrape and cut the wood in his hand.

"To be honest, I actually want to get you some liquid food. After all, considering the lack of food for a long time, I don't recommend eating too fast or too full. It's okay to deal with simple injuries, but if there is something wrong with your stomach, leave it in the wilderness. I really can’t find a doctor for you, so I will have no choice but to throw you away.”

Hearing these words, Caprini, who was eating like crazy, suddenly stiffened; he continued like this for a breath or two, and then he bit the meat in his hand again, but this time the speed was much slower, and he didn't the previous madness.

While eating, she lowered her head, using the cover of the messy hair on her forehead to carefully look at Ozward, who was still handling wood with a dagger, her eyes flickering as she thought.

The meat that he is now holding in his hands like a treasure comes from the former of three wild feathered beasts and a rodent that Ozwald hunted in the afternoon, and is about to be shared with the other two. All the flying feather beasts entered her belly at once.

On the other hand, look at Ozwald himself.

In addition to chewing up the palm-sized rodent early, if there is anything else that can barely be called food, it is the blood released from the bodies of the prey when the newly caught prey is intensively processed.He drank it all from a simple container he made from bark, resin and ash.

This behavior of the 'owner' giving most of the food to the 'pet' is not in line with what young Caprini remembers. Only after he has eaten enough will he reward the pet with some crumbs from his hand. The behavior of the Leitanian nobles - drinking raw and cold blood to replenish salt and nutrients is what they particularly dislike about the lower-class people and the dirty Sakaz Blood Demon behavior.

That's why she was confused.

At the same time, it was also because of hunger that I couldn’t help but utter words when I was almost full:

"...You, don't want to eat?"

"I want to eat, but I don't have enough. So I might as well endure it. It's not like I haven't experienced it before."

Ozwald answered like this, and at the same time, before Caprini could speak again, he said directly:

"Don't worry about trivial things. Your mission is to eat and sleep as much as possible during this week to recuperate your mental outlook. After that, I will find a way to put together a decent outfit. At least you will look like a refugee who was robbed and not a wanderer." Han, this way the success rate of entering the city should be higher; I will get you a pass for entering and exiting the city later, and things will be much better in the future - take it yourself and try not to lose it."

That's right, Ozwald still hasn't given up his plan to take Caprini to a nearby city in Letania.

It would have been fine if he was the only one acting like before, but if he wanted to provide the supplies for two people to survive, it would be too much pressure to obtain these supplies from the wilderness. As expected, a city was still needed.

After all, to put it bluntly, this Caprini girl, who looks to be three, four or five years younger than herself, can't even help with hunting; her long-term wandering life, lack of nutrition, and lack of nutrition make her physically fit. Trivial matters such as picking up dead branches are already the limit of Nozuku, and even so, you have to consider the situation where it is too far away and is picked up by regular Terran beasts such as big cats and dogs that are three to four meters tall.

Moreover, even if we exclude these trivial matters of 'food, clothing, housing and transportation', what really makes a city indispensable is the aspect of medicine.

Because Originium particles are permeated in the air of Terra; this means that even if the residents of Terra are not directly exposed to the solid Originium that causes ore disease, they will still suffer from wandless spells and large Factors such as large-scale and long-term battles gradually increase the concentration of Originium in the body until it exceeds a certain threshold and causes symptoms.

Therefore, in order to prevent illness, people who frequently use Originium skills need to undergo regular inspections with instruments to determine whether the current concentration of Originium in their bodies is dangerous, and receive corresponding drug injections to reduce the levels.

——But the detection equipment and Originium inhibitors are obviously impossible to emerge from the wild like Doraemon takes out props from his treasure bag.

These are all matters that can be obtained and treated only after obtaining at least a medium-sized or even medium-to-large-sized mobile city to find a mineral disease hospital and clinic that may be built inside.

As a medium-sized or above mobile city, the detection of people entering the city will only be more cumbersome.

Although there is no security check, just forcefully climb up while the city is parked, but this is purely a no-op method and can only be used to smuggle into the city; once you get to an officially registered hospital, there is still no way to avoid the exposure of the smuggling behavior. , it will be even more troublesome then.

As for finding those private clinics...please, who knows whether the syringe they give you is a real Originium inhibitor or a drug designed to numb you and sell you pork?What’s more, what if what you spend money on is just colored sugar water?Isn’t that even more of a loss?

"Oh, right. I almost forgot about that."

With a sudden slap on his head, Ozwald put down the dagger and wood in his hand, and instead put his hand into the burning fire. Relying on Draco's natural resistance to flames and high temperatures, he burned it for a few seconds and then washed his hands. He just took out a small and exquisite iron bottle from the small bag at his waist and unscrewed the cap.

During this period, Caprini had been watching Ozwald with a mixture of curiosity and expectation - he who could drink blood without changing his expression had done such a 'complicated' procedure last time. It is the [salt] that is sprinkled on the barbecue and almost makes you swallow it with your tongue.

So what will he come up with this time?

Then, she saw Oswald scattering another powder that was as white as snow into a simple water pot made of tree bark that was hung above the fire.After a little stirring, and using the Origin Stone technique to gain some warmth, he handed it to Caprini beside him.

"Try it and see." Draco said, a smile appearing on his face.

"……Yes."

In response, the young Caprini took the hot water and carefully drank some...and then his eyes widened.A feeling that I had never experienced before spread throughout my body.

She had been wandering like a rodent in the gutter, and she had never known that there was such a wonderful thing in the world.She licked it again, feeling the sweetness spreading from the tip of her tongue to her mouth. She almost suspected that she was dreaming, licking it little by little like a cat with great care.This is almost the embodiment of the concept of "happiness".

“It’s great, it tastes like sugar~~”

"...(suck)...um..."

"Then, just taste and drink it slowly, and then remember it before going to bed - when I fall asleep tomorrow, I can have such a warm [sweetness]."