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The camp commander sits by a campfire and takes a deep breath of honey liquor into the leather pouch.
Unlike the name, honeysuckle was not sweet but very poisonous, and the man drank like a beast.
There can't be any cups in the camp. The man drinks for a while, then gives it to Bern, smiling.
A man named Yellow caught Bern's eye, but it was not polite to refuse.
I just took a sip from him and handed it to Fo-Fo. Fo-Fo decides for a moment if he needs to keep his mouth shut and dry.
“Chuckle. Someone who looks like a child lives. ”
Fo-Fo smiled and replied.
“I hear that a lot. ”
Bern had nothing to do with talking and drinking and being a man.
The camp commander sewed a manicured rabbit on a stick with his skillful skill and roasted it on a campfire.
“I am Schneider. I served in the Crusades with His Majesty. What are your students' names? ”
“I'm Bern, and this is Fo-Fo. ”
“You're not a noble, are you? ”
“How did you know that? ”
“The nobles don't usually have the same name. Heinrich, Otoni, Karlni, Albrey...... Anyway. ”
I felt something blasphemous as I tried to say the Emperor's name, and Schneider frowned. Bern and Fo-Fo didn't mind.
Fo-Fo throws a pouch of leather with honey liquor back at Schneider and asks.
“Did you serve in the Crusades? Then you must have fought in the Battle of Eijas Plain. ”
Schneider, who received a light leather pouch, drank again.
“Ugh. Fuck. It's fucking poisonous. But it tastes like it. Hmm, hmm. Of course. I'll never forget that moment. I was in the right-hand corner, and I saw the emperor pass between us and the enemy with these eyes. How wonderful... I never envied the knights, but I was envious of the knights who followed the Emperor. ”
From the point of view of Bern and Fo-Fo trying to be knights, the word "knight" can be offensive, but you don't care.
It was because I was accustomed to the rough talk of soldiers and knights. When I was a former student, I would be angry with you because you insulted the honor of the knight.
Fo-Fo said again, shining his eyes.
“Tell me more. ”
Schneider looks back at the campfire and says,
“There's nothing more to it. The Emperor first passed us, then came back and passed us again. And the second time, the Knights of Amas were intertwined with their infantry. From then on, I fought to the death. We had as many left-handed opponents as our entire force. I was in row four, and the fever in front of me collapsed, and it was my turn to come and bite my teeth in. By the time I was so exhausted that I was about to die, the angry emperor returned and destroyed my enemies. That's it.”
As he spoke, Schneider seemed to paint it in front of his eyes. And the Emperor's battle cry, which seemed to vibrate the world at that time, remained clear to his ears.
How dare you persecute my soldiers! ’
What should I express my emotions then? Schneider is just sad that he has no way to express himself without learning.
Fo-Fo wanted to ask about tactics, but there was nothing tactical to refer to as a soldier. I just admired Schneider at the legendary battlefield.
Bern feels the same, as if he respects you.
“Are you good at your job? ”
“What's going on? Oh, you mean the adventurer thing? Hehehe, this is a dog now. Students have nothing to do with this. It's just a waste of money. ”
“Isn't it dangerous? ”
“Danger. I think everything in the world is dangerous. Even farmers who grow crops. Personally, I think people like us are safer. If a thief or monster attacks us while living in town, the farmers will die without hesitation, right? At least I can give you a piece of bread even if you die. Kehehe.”
I was speechless and blind. Bern and Fo-Fo only listen to themselves.
The broth from Schneider's roasting rabbit is falling on the campfire. Schneider continued to roast rabbit meat, spinning his skewers.
“When you eat on the battlefield, you get used to death. Like an old friend. And then it becomes worthless. Why do I have to do this? I'm thinking. All that's left is the money. I don't know if it's a duty to honor the knights speak of. Money is the best.”
Bern strongly disagrees, but does not disagree. Schneider glances at Bern and smiles.
“Don't feel bad. But that doesn't mean you think the knights are very bad. The Knights of the Lysen Knights on the Eastern Continent fought at the forefront of every battle, truly. That's admirable. Yes, of course. Not to mention the emperor. You fought in front of me every time. Do you have any idea what it's like to move forward with his back? Oh, I heard there's been a big battle lately, but I'm sure the students have seen it. ”
The last battle Schneider spoke of was the Lemmings battle. The battle led by Randolph is not yet widespread.
Bern remembers the emperor who rode his horse up the hill in his golden armor and flew his red cloak.
Charging into the midst of a lone enemy and wielding an axe to slaughter the enemies, it was a shock.
“I felt like my heart was going to burst. ”
“Yes! That's it! Kyaa! You're a learned man! My heart is going to burst! Yes, I wanted to tell you! Keep that in mind, Keke. ”
It was not a very polite expression, but Schneider liked it. Then you drink your liquor again, and hand it over to Bern.
This time, Bern drank with his mouth shut. Schneider's smile darkens.
Just as Schneider looks at his brother or son, the way he looks at Bern has changed more favorably.
“You asked me before if this was dangerous. It's actually dangerous. It wasn't that dangerous at first, but now Orcs, Goblins, and Werewolves are starting to flock. I don't know if I saw you on the way here, but there's a huge camp full of dozens of people. I guess it's hard to cope without an army level now. I want to show you something. Hold on a second. ”
Schneider roughly throws the rabbit meat to the floor, then gets up and goes to his tent. Then I came out with some stuff and sat down again.
Bern looks around the camp and notices that only one of the men was stationed at the camp before sleeping in the tent. There was a cool sound.
“Look at this. This is for catching Goblins. God, aren't you more dexterous than you think? ”
Schneider showed me a small cloak made of leaves made of cane. Thinking about the Goblin's small body, it seems to cover the entire body.
“Cover this up, hide it, and then burn it with poison needles in it. Not one or two. This is an ambush by an army. What do you think? Orcs are still ignorant, even in droves, but Goblins can go to goal if they're really wrong. The poison appears to be paralyzed, but if it gets hit in the neck, it'll suffocate. If I get hit in the arm or leg, I won't be able to move for a while. Then they cut their throats with a sharp Obsidian Dagger. ”
Schneider gestures with his thumb as he speaks. He handed me the Leaf Cloak as if to take a look.
Seeing Bern's acceptance, the trunks of the leaves are tangled, dense and meticulous. After Fo-Fo reached out his hand as if to see him, Bern gave it to him.
Then Schneider takes out a small barrel of wood that looks like a fist and shakes it.
“But as dangerous as this crab, this crab, is very expensive. Two Goblin Ears, two Silver Coins, and four Silver Coins per two Orc Molars. Actually, it won't be long now. Diamonds are a gold coin for each one.If you sell Orc Hide, tendons, and Goblin Poison to merchants, you earn quite a lot of money. If I catch one Troll, I'll get lost. I've never seen one. Troll blood is a gram of gold. I heard your body looks like it's only gathering. How much blood is there in all of that big body? You'll be as rich as the Emperor next time. ”
In fact, Schneider's words were half right because Troll blood is worth less if it is not processed as soon as it is consumed.
Moreover, we really needed an army size to catch a Troll, and dividing the numbers was not as rich as we thought.
Bern opened the lid of the wooden barrel and looked at the poison, but the night was dark and there was no content. The smell carefully suggests that a pungent odor irritates the tip of your nose.
“But this is almost over, too. We're going to have to deal with monsters more and more alone.I don't like that any more than other adventurers or mercenaries. I admire the Emperor, but the reason I left the army was because the army and I were never meant to be. You know what you're supposed to say, the, uh, the, uh, the, uh, the indescribable, the dickhead? I don't know. ”
After Schneider's misrepresentation, Fo-Fo pointed out the obvious instead.
“You mean group life? It's better to be beaten with insults than to be beaten, but since everything is under control, it's frustrating to not be able to act on your own. ”
Schneider stares at him dazed at Fo-Fo's words.
“What the hell does that school teach you? When you learn to knife there, everyone gets smarter than the students? ”
Fo-Fo just smiles a little. I don't mean to disrespect Schneider, but there's no point in talking about rhetoric here.
“Well, whatever. I don't like being a group. Uniting with people isn't necessarily like an army, but I think people are scarier than monsters. You don't know what they'll do if they turn their eyes to riches. It's a good thing you split the money and tore it. But they're actually cutting each other's throats. Then you won't live by my orders. So I'd like to stop doing this and start looking someplace else, but I don't know. I think I should go back to the Adventurer Guild in Wrightingen. ”
Schneider looks a little depressed. It was good to make a lot of money, but it was because I drank and gambled and lost my mind when I was a whore.
That was all Schneider was making money for. I wasn't jealous of nobles or kings as much as I was spending money in the city.
Schneider roasted rabbit meat without a word for a long time. I grabbed the legs off the skewers and tore them apart.
Then he handed them to Bern and Fo-Fo, piece by piece. Without spices, Nurinna was awful. Bern and Fo-Fo ate rabbit meat without saying a word, and were in desperate need of alcohol.
First, I reached out my hand, took the leather pouch from Schneider, and drank like Schneider and drove Noorin out. Soon after he finished drinking, Schneider brought a new drink.
After a long time of talking and eating meat and drinking, Bern and Fo-Fo got drunk and started to lose themselves. Schneider picks them up and takes them to the tent.
Bern and Fo-Fo quickly fall to see if the battle fatigue from the previous day is still on their bodies. Schneider comes back to the campfire, throwing firewood and grabbing a drink by himself without a word.
Since there were no two students, the soothing of the old man was alcohol, a subtle moonlight, and a small bonfire.
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