At the Northern Fort

"It's unusual for a child to be a guest."

My brother-in-law in the dewstore dresses a little odd with dreadhair, but he was fashionable.

The colour of the skin is the same brown as that of Kugarg, so perhaps he is from a distant southern country.

"Wow, beautiful!

I lifted the necklace in my eyes and raised my voice unexpectedly. A pendant top with a thin leather string was a large stone of water color.

Looking at the color of that stone as clear as ice reminds me of my mother's eyes.

(Mother, what are you doing these days? You're worried about me...)

I miss my mother so much that I put her necklace back in place.

Seeing Kgarg crouching next door, after seriously indulging in the product, he also had one necklace in his hand.

This is also a thin leather string with one large natural stone, the color of the stone is red like it trapped a flame.

"This..."

Kugarg put the necklace down once and took the wipes out of his pocket and gave them all to his brother.

Your brother counts the money,

"This is extra."

and return a single piece of silver coin to Kugarg.

Hmm? What's that beautiful color money? It shouldn't have been for me... No, are you glad it wasn't there? Whatever you think, it feels more valuable than the other coins, and if I had given that to my aunt, I would have carried three or four large paper bags.

Horrible......

I don't know who snuck the money into my backpack, but what are you thinking about giving your toddler a lot of money that doesn't deserve a minute, at all?

Kugarg was receiving a necklace from his brother while he was putting himself on the shelf, who didn't know what it was worth but easily gave him all the money in his hand.

"Kugarg, good for you"

I didn't know you were into accessories, but these atmospheric things look great.

The stone color is also red, perfect for Kugarg.

Kugarg nods happily, offering me that necklace.

"Huh?"

I rounded my eyes, perceiving Kgarg's intentions.

"Are you kidding me? To me?"

Kugarg nodded again and hung the necklace around my neck from the top of the wings in a polite motion.

Stones of the same colour as Kugarg's eyes glow passionately in my chest.

The red is extra noticeable because the wings and my hair are white.

"Thanks, Kugarg!

"Do it, Bowes"

After I was moved and shaken, my brother-in-law laughed.

Kgarg, on the other hand, looked at me with a red stone and lifted the edge of his lips with great satisfaction.

Then I walked down the boulevard for a while, holding both ends of the paper bag with the regan, respectively.

I still have a silver coin left so I can buy it if I want it.

Nevertheless, it looks like you should stop buying things that will be luggage any more. I look at food, but I have to consume tons of Regan, so I can't fill my stomach with anything else.

"Don't Kugarg have to buy his own? Oh, there's more."

"I don't want anything else"

"Really? Shall we go outside the city now, then? There are fewer stores, and Regan is heavy...... that? Not heavy......?

He looked down at the brown paper bag between Kugarg and himself and frowned.

Isn't it lighter like air at some point, even though it was heavy enough to hurt my arm at first?

"Why!?"

Hurry up and open the bag, how empty it was inside.

There was really only air in it.

……??

Illusion?

Though such words came to mind for a moment, the cause was quickly found out.

There were about two holes in the bottom of the paper bag for Regan.

Definitely. The contents fell out of here.

It was hard to walk with a large, heavy paper bag in cooperation with Kugarg, and I knew it was rubbing against the cobblestone on the ground after a little distraction.

So I was going to put my strength back in and lift it each time, but they tore it up at some point.

Though I was obsessed with chatting with Kugarg and seeing the city, I didn't think I'd do such a comic-book dodge.

After seeing an empty paper bag feeling like I was stuck in a fox even though it was a fox, I looked back.

Regan has not fallen within sight.

It should be falling like a signpost where we walked, but we've been walking there a long distance from the edge of the boulevard to the edge, so we don't know where it started and where it ended in between.

"Back off, Kugarg"

Keep the hollow paper bag together and run back the way you came.

There's a lot of people, and what if they're mostly trampled on? It was when I felt so sad.

"There he is. You're the ones who dropped this."

"Finally caught up"

The friendly city people picked up Regan and followed us. Some people have run me in piles in aprons and hats.

"Oh, thanks...!

My voice trembled with emotion.

How sweet of you all.

"There you go."

"Be careful."

When I got Regan picked up in a paper bag I put on the ground, I almost went back to the original amount.

Good for you!

One more thank you to the people who helped me, they all laugh and leave with a flickering wave.

"I'm glad you're good people."

Kugarg, not interested in humans, also snorted uncommonly in agreement.

Now, face the heavier paper bag.

The hole is empty, so lift it up like this and the tragedy will just repeat itself. There are no new bags, or tapes that can be reinforced.

I was worried about my head about what to do, and someone held out my hand all the time.

A large, thick hand cooked slightly in the day lifts the paper bag by supporting it to successfully plug the hole in the bottom.

"Let's do a new bag. Come."

As soon as I said that, I turned my back and walked out, and Kugarg and I followed along.

"Thanks"

My uncle has a large tannic grass colored cloth wrapped around his head and body in a cape style, and although I'm not sure about his hair and clothing, his physique is huge.

He has a sword on his hips, but he also looks like a traveler.

It's a seemingly unattainable look, but I also felt kind to a low voice.

"This way."

My uncle turned around gently holding Regan and led us to the back of the alley.

Take the narrow road and stop where you reach a dim spot with nothing between the building and the building.

Is there a new bag here?

When my uncle turned to us silently, he took the cloth he was wearing on his head.

Short hair and mustaches of desert colour. His face is clear, his eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth are huge.

The size of your body makes you feel like a bear.

Besides, he's not a bear like he's taking a nap inside the zoo, he's a dangerous one like a wild hippo......

While I had that impression, my uncle approached me with a paper bag on the ground.

"Come on, come on"

He finally laughs with a bad face and reaches out to me.

So finally, I felt like I was in danger.