Wolf Barrel 5.56

The key given to me by Buzz was real.

Open the reservoir door and carefully go inside.

And after I made sure there were no traps, I opened up Anton, my drooling brother.

"So, who?

I just tell Anton I'm "here to help you," who sits back and gives me a strange look, forcing him to stand up. I can't stay guzzled.

The fire burned down to waste materials and furniture scattered in the hallway, and no longer had smoke standing on the ground floor. It's only a matter of time before the fireman pushes us to the ground floor.

As we coughed, we hurried out of hand.

Looking back, the flames had just swallowed the roof.

A single pillar stands in the dark night.

Hot air that can't turn its face without holding its hands together burns hair on its cheeks.

Broken upstairs window.

I prayed only once to the man who would sleep behind that window, which would spit out the flames.

And quietly followed the scene.

"Oops."

Suddenly, he supports Anton's body with his hands, which nearly collapsed before him.

Anton was so debilitated that he had difficulty walking on his own. To walk in the woods with my back because I can't travel like this.

I wonder how mentally stranded he was.

"Thank you," Anton rested at some point as he repeated as a rumor.

I can't help it. That hell is too harsh for such a little kid.

Hopefully it won't be traumatic.

Weakened and leaning back to his left, Anton's body.

With the roaring sound on his back, he proceeded through the woods at night.

The high temperature characteristic of the child warmed my back when it started to get cold.

And I feel it.

This warmth is the life I saved.

This is the child's 'future', which I took back in a madness of death.

The moment I thought that, I wonder why, my vision seeped suddenly.

"What, eh?

All of a sudden, I spill a whine all the time.

There's no such thing as sadness. I don't even regret it. Yet a tear broke out.

Plus, like the tear gland broke, it drops zero after that and I can't stop.

In doing so, the various emotions that I had so far enjoyed began to decimate.

I couldn't do it anymore. I won't be able to do anything about the swing of my heart myself. I chewed my teeth off and just enjoyed not raising my voice.

"Duh... guh..."

To the sound of stepping on weeds, whimpers mix.

Glad Anton slept early.

I kept walking toward the street in the face. [M]

I looked up at the sky from the gaps in the trees as I wet my cheeks.

The moon.

He seemed to smile gently.

After walking for a while, I was able to meet the guards who were policing the streets.

They came in a hurry to see how it went because all of a sudden the firehand went up in the woods.

I told them what was going on and asked them to protect Anton, who would sleep easily.

"What are you going to do," one of the guards asks, caring.

"I'm going straight back to town."

"No, but"

"I'm fine because I have a good night's eye. Regards, Anton."

Without waiting for the two words of the guards, I bowed my head and walked out again.

I haven't finished what I have to do yet.

A few hours later...

When the eastern sky was pale. I finally returned to the hotel.

Push the hotel door open so you can hang on.

Besides Isaac in the lobby, what a traveler he was with.

The traveler, even after we left the square, couldn't help but notice and went out of his way to find a hotel to escort Isaac.

The owner has been waiting for me to come home, sitting at the counter.

I expressed my sincere gratitude to the two of you.

And I told Isaac.

Safely rescued Anton and the street police are sending him home.

It's all over.

Then Isaac's blue-white face, literally, smashed.

He clung to me, shook his body, and began to cry with all his might.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

Loud enough for the windows to tremble. Isaac was fighting while I was fighting.

I'll slap him in the back with a pomp.

I wanted to wait for it to settle down, but to be honest, I was already at my limit.

If you're not biting the inside of your cheek hard, you're sleepy enough that your consciousness seems distant as it is. My health is on the bottom as well. I won't be sitting in a chair right now because I may never be able to stand up again if I drop my hips even once.

Then the traveler who guessed it,

"I'll take care of the rest, you rest. It must have been impossible."

He distorted his eyebrows and stared at my whole body with a painful look.

I just couldn't care less about walking, but my body was dirty with coal stains, mud, burns, marks of cuts, lots of returning blood, and my bleeding discolored with heat.

He's no longer a walking dead man.

I often thought it was something I couldn't stop at the front gate, like other HR.

I was sweet about the traveler's offer and decided to leave Isaac to me.

They're going to stay in the morning station carriage with the travelers and head home.

It would help if you did so.

This gratuity will be given at a later date. That's fine.

"Thank you, first of all."

Isaac tries to stick to his pants as he spills his tears.

I stroke that younger head with gushagusha.

But I can't stay any longer. Outside the window, there's a passerby looking at me and Isaac with interest.

It would be a strange rumor to stand up.

I don't want to be an owner nuisance.

After this, let's sleep on the lawn in Fountain Square for a while.

And then after I wake up, I hunt for Rabbit Claw or whatever, and I make just enough money to be selfish.

Quite a forcible army, but there's nothing to it.

I don't feel any resistance to going wild. I don't care if you dress like a borough.

I've been through so much laughing with my nose.

As a man, I've done it. [M]

I thanked him again and tried to leave the hotel. Then,

"Please Wait"

The owner called the back.

"We have already paid for your stay, so if you want to stay out like this, would you mind booking it here first"

Eh, I look back.

I don't remember paying for it.

"Uh, did someone pay for my lodging on my behalf?

"Yes."

The owner had a different kind of grin than when he was open.

And then the second I heard that name out of the owner's mouth, I was tired and I forgot to laugh. The waste material accumulated in my body tasted such a moment of sobriety that it was blown away by the spring breeze.

While spilling a grin, lean down.

So...

I'm telling you to stop hitting me like that by accident.