Count Scribe's Tutor

The inner city square.

This place was littered with white marble, and the word "square" was a place of little popularity. It was primarily used for travel or special occasions.

Just like today.

Chop chop.

Thousands of knights and soldiers plundered the square. His face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were flashing fiercely. Then, the iron door to the fortress opens from afar.

Immediately, a man appeared.

A man with blond hair and blue eyes.

It was Earl Archdut.

"Shane Archdut to see the Earl."

"Burke Logwood to see the Earl."

Shayne and Burke in the lead kneel. All the troops in the square bow. The Earl, who was watching this quietly, looked back at Burke.

"Report."

"Yes! Punitive Force Member · · · · · · · · ·."

Burke recounts the accomplishments of the Punitive Force in a bold tone. After completing the report to the number of victims and deaths, an additional statement was added.

"· · · · · · And more importantly, Shayne has enjoyed reaching the intermediate level of Expert."

"Oh."

The Earl raises his mouth slightly.

At the same time, Shane clenches his lips. His face stiffens with tension. A moment later, the Earl smiled and said.

"I didn't expect that. Well, good work."

What a compliment.

But Shane trembles. Then I shouted with a touching face.

"Yes! I'll keep going!"

The Earl was stingy with compliments. Among them, little did they ever praise. I haven't heard a word about you since you were eight years old.

When Shane bowed his head to hide the face.

"What did you leave behind, by the way?"

The Earl's gaze is on the cart. More than ten wagons. Above it was a dark cloth. It was eye-catching at first glance.

Burke immediately bows his head.

"A leader who subdued the beast forest."

Burke gestures with the answer. As the troops who were waiting pull the cloth, what was on the cart appeared.

"Hey, what's that?"

"Oh, my God."

Surprise and awe erupted from everywhere.

The one on the cart is a dead animal with its tongue hanging out. It has dark red hide and red fur. What was unusual was that the size of the beast was enormous. I didn't put ten wagons on it for nothing.

"Hmm, hell hound."

"Yes, load class."

"What about the rest?"

"I subjugated every last one of them."

The Earl smiled at the satisfactory answer. Soon after turning away, he called for Aile, the nearby chief of households.

"Isle."

"Yes, Earl."

"I will hold a banquet for two days, comforting the Punitive Force. Feed the brave warriors full of liquor and meat."

"I'll do as you say."

With that answer, the Earl returned to his natural state.

Those near the square wiped the bodies of Hell Hound with a face of half curiosity and fear.

Among them were Ferda and the real estate.

‘That's a big one. ’

Hell Hound is a monster I often saw when I was a hunter. Intermediate monsters that can stand alone when you are a Class B Hunter. But I don't remember seeing anything that big.

‘Anyway · · · · · · · ·. ’

Ferda's gaze turned to reality.

The Earl praised Shane because I was distracted. But in reality, there was no surprising response. All I have to do is look at Hellhound's corpse with a sparkle in my eye.

Huh? There's something strange.

At that moment, frank suddenly muttered. Then I spoke to Ferda.

You see that? The one in the wolf pack.

What's in your arms?

Ferda narrows her eyes in reflection. Looking closely, it looks like Hell Hound is holding something in his arms. It looks like a lump of meat. Soon after, Ferda realized what it was.

"That's · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Hellhound's cub.

Of course, it's smaller than Hell Hound, so it's comparable to a rabid hound. Dead guy covered in cuts. It doesn't seem unfair to me to open my eyes and die.

Amazing, isn't it? Monster themes have made you a hero.

I nodded at Frank's words.

"What?"

I was surprised and asked again.

You're a hero? Is that it?

Yeah, it looks like he died in vain because he hasn't woken up yet. If it had grown properly, it would have remained called the Masha King. It would have been a disaster for the humans.

Francis mutters in a chatty voice.

Hearing that, Ferda was struck by a brief thought.

It was because of an idea that had suddenly crossed my mind.

What if we were to resurrect the dead? ’

A monster with a hero's prowess, though he may be a cub. If we bring him back to the Undead, won't that be enough power? When I thought about it.

"That's the cub Dan was talking about."

The reality of the stars mutters something.

Then, I looked up at Ferda.

"You know, wouldn't that be useful if I brought it back?"

He raises his hand and points to Hellhound's cub.

It was the one Frank was talking about, "Heroic rage."

Ferda's eyes widen in amazement. Then he reached out his hand and stroked his head as if it were a tangle.

"I never thought it would work with me. You're my pupil."

"Heehee."

In fact, I laughed.

But even for a moment, the reality narrowed it down.

"But how do we get it out of there?"

Hell Hound's corpse is loot brought to celebrate a successful subjugation. Maybe a three-day hike to the square. Then it won't be easy to sneak out.

That's what I thought.

Then Ferda shakes her head.

"You don't have to worry about that."

They have this amazing ability called Inventory.

It wasn't about sneaking out. He had a smile on his mouth.

* * *

That night, a great banquet was held.

Plentiful food and barrels filled the square. And Hellhound's corpse, which had received many people's glances in one body, was exhibited with its head and torso removed.

"Wow, it's really big here."

"How did you catch this?"

The newcomers who just received the letter looked at Hellhound's corpse in astonishment. Then a knight who joined the Punitive Force opened his mouth.

"Master was a big boy. As you can see, the hide is so tough, it's hard to scratch with a tangled sword."

The drunken knight begins to tell a legendary tale. The rookies fall in love with the story of the senior knight with their shiny eyes.

As the night got deeper, more and more people became drunk.

And at that moment, there was someone who infiltrated without cleverness.

It's Ferda. She was just moments away from Hell Hound. It was thanks to the fact that I took the armor from a sleeping knight drunk. I used [Hyde Walker], a skill to clear my head.

As you look around your torso, the target comes into view.

‘Luckily, I didn't touch this. ’

The infant Hell Hound with a hero's prowess.

The mother became a human spectacle with her neck and torso separated, but only her cubs were intact. Maybe it's because I was worried that my body might break off when I took him away. He was holding his baby tight like that.

‘Don't worry anymore. ’

I reached out and tapped the Hell Hound.

"Your son will be a hound dog guarding my disciple. ’

That's also a mythical commander's hound. Much better than being decommissioned and sold as materials. Ferda grips the back of her cub. It doesn't look so hard yet, but it looks like he's been dead a while.

But since the mother is stiff, if you pull her out like this, the baby's body will be damaged. Ferda takes out the scrub she was wearing around her waist for a moment.

‘Excuse me for a moment. ’

If you enchant the Arcane's secret, you will be poisoned with polar acid. Using this, the mother's body is sliced open. Shortly after, Ferda managed to put her cub's corpse in her inventory.

Now all we have to do is get out of here.

He was turning around!

Wheezing

Hellhound's corpse leans slowly between the stars.

"What, what?"

"Move!"

The people in the square were furious and moved.

Kuang!

Immediately, a huge torso struck the square. Blowing clouds of dust. It's unlikely, but it's as if you're telling me to get out of here and run.

So I hid myself in the cold dust.

"Dammit! Which one is it?"

"Come on, get him up!"

Ferda hides herself suddenly, leaving behind a noisy square.

* * *

Shortly after arriving in a closed subterranean tunnel, he pulls the cub's corpse out of his inventory.

‘If you take it out of the actual place, · · · · · · ·. ’

Obviously, there was going to be a baptism of questions.

You walk down a dark corridor, carrying a corpse. I arrived at my destination shortly after. At the same time, I heard a familiar voice.

"Wow, you really brought it."

His eyes sparkle like a star.

"How the hell did you get this? There were a lot of people."

"There's always a way. Let's get started."

If you're not comfortable answering the question, it's best to leave it at that. Fortunately, the reality soon caught my attention.

After a while, the reality closes its eyes and raises its magical power. And just like we did with rats, we started injecting negative dimensional Mana into their corpses.

But this time it was a little different.

"Huh, huh?"

A light of embarrassment appeared in the eyes of reality.

"Looks like your magic is consuming too fast."

Of course it is. It's a monster with a hero streak. I'm sorry to compare you to a rat. It almost sucked the magic out of me.

I knew this would happen, so I prepared something.

"Drink this."

Magic potion.

It was the remaining potion you drank in the swamp of Arcane. In reality, you take a potion without even asking what it is.

Then I opened my eyes wide.

"· · · · · ·!"

Surprised and powerful.

I get it. That's the look on Ferda's face when she first drank her magic potion. So I patted my back and comforted him.

"It doesn't taste good, but it'll be great."

In fact, the magic was recovering quickly.

Then, an unexpected answer came to me.

"No, it's really good."

"· · · · · · Really?"

"Yes, it tastes crisp and savory."

Well, I'm glad it's good.

Ferda smiles awkwardly. Then the magical power consumption stopped.

"It's done."

Silk blindfolded.

Now all you have to do is stand him up. But this was also not easy. As time went by, a sweat blob formed on his brow.

I was wrestling for a while!

Wriggle

His feet were moving.

* * *

The first time I was born was in the night sky of Zachman.

As the other brothers were biting their mother's milk, they looked up at the sky alone. I was hungry, but I could bear it. The landscape of the night sky that drew the world black caught his attention to the hunger.

The mother was a loser in the forest. Standing at the apex of many magical objects. All the brothers praised the strength of their mothers, but not him. This forest was too narrow. Compared to that vast night sky. So I made a commitment. Let's get out of the woods and expand our territory someday.

One day, a strange creature invaded the forest. No tough skin, no sharp claws. They must be weak. They die in a heap of people. And they finally put a sword through her body.

A dying mother hugged him. And you whisper. They're a race of Humans. At that moment, there was an outburst of anger I had never felt before.

This land, this forest is his domain. This is where he will conquer one day. It's not a place to look down on the weak. I tried to stomp my claws. But I couldn't. I had a piece of metal in me before.

‘Perfect for making progress with the Lord. ’

I closed my eyes more and more with the human voice. He smelled the blood of his mother and brothers. The moment I smelled it, I split my teeth.

I will hate you for slaughtering your own kind. I will hate all who set foot on this earth. If you are born again one day, you will subdue all of humanity.

The last thing I remembered was endless hatred.

I would have, but I didn't.

Huh?

I opened my eyes.

The first thing I saw was the black ceiling. I no longer felt the pain I felt all over my body. You hear someone's voice over your head as you feel confused.

[My king.]

[It looks like a new chain has emerged.]

I saw something cloudy.

A man dressed in armor and sharp thorns. It may look trivial like a night owl, but at first glance it looks stronger than a dead mother.

Who are you talking to now? A king?

"Phew, now you're moving."

The voice that came from beside me.

It was a strange voice, but strangely familiar. I turned my head, thinking it was a voice that calmed my mind.

‘ · · · · · ·! ’

The night sky I saw when I first opened my eyes to this world. There was something much bigger and more powerful there. My whole body trembled without even knowing it.

"What's your name, by the way?"

A stranger opened his mouth again.

At the same time, the cloudy things that were circling around replied.

[Cholang would be good.]

[How was your day?]

[It's hairy, so it looks good too.]

· · · · · · Should I bite it?

That's his name. I bared my teeth and grunted low.

Then I heard a voice.

"Hound."

With a bright smile, he spoke.

"You're Hound now. Do you like it?"

I looked at him quietly.

At first, I didn't know what to call it.

The mighty, the defeated? Not all fit together. But now that I was called by his name, I finally realized. What to call him.

So I trimmed his voice and tightened his head. Then he replied politely.

[If that's what the owner wants.]

The day I came back from the dead, I had my first master.