From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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Then why are you furry?

There's a reason white wolves are called white wolves.

It's the white fur.

I saw a dead mother.

It's already a body, but we can't just bury it there.

Who's his father? ’

A sharp, tan line runs from the forehead to the tail.

Golden Wolf? ’

If only Palmer's White Hat Mountain had a White Wolf.

There are similar beasts in Sercago.

The mysterious Golden Wolf.

He is better known for his nickname: Fire-breathing wolf.

‘Even though you cheated on me, you were very hot. ’

‘I wonder why I came all the way here. ’

Even if it wasn't for this plains, you could have spawned as many babies under the mountain as you want.

It's love beyond the bell. I have to respect you.

The cub squirms and opens its mouth to find its mother's milk.

Then why is this so weak?

I can't just leave my body.

Looking closely, the right forefoot is tangled in the cord.

I looked more closely.

‘Broken.’

"Ha, really."

If we leave it like this, we'll live like idiots for the rest of our lives.

Thanks to the gold rope that started on your forehead, you will be banished even if you go to the White Wolf Nest.

Finding my father, the Golden Wolf, is an undercover job.

‘There's no way. ’

If I let you go later, I can't let you live like a jerk for the rest of your life.

I know the sorrow of a one-armed man better than anyone.

I took out a white herb leaf, wiped my fingers, and shoved his head into the milk.

It sells thin and strong.

Last milk. I didn't want to dry it.

After the mother is dead.

Meanwhile, I asked Digo and Axe to collect the corpses of the wild dogs.

The breast-fed man fell asleep with a sound of sobbing.

He cut the umbilical cord while he was asleep.

It's a skillful handshake that shouldn't be awkward.

In fact, I hadn't done it once or twice.

The first time I learned herbs, my teacher wouldn't let me use them.

I went looking for a wounded beast to find out the effects and combination of drugs.

‘That's why I cursed at the hunters once. ’

I healed without hesitation, including the trapped one, the arrow one, and the one bitten by the hound.

After living like that for over a year, these beasts came to me with a baby.

I thought I was a saint or a saint of some beast.

Thanks to you anyway.

‘I had breast-feeding for the first time, but I'm worried about feeding it right now. ’

Is there any real milk? Military position is not good for catching mountain goats and such.

I've never heard of mountain goats living in plains and forests.

It's something to think about.

This concern was postponed for the first time and had to be dealt with from the day before.

“I got it all. ”

“Let's skin it. ”

I taught a great lesson by catching a wild dog.

Only eight dead wild dogs.

I can't touch them one by one.

“Got it.”

Digo wasn't very good with his hands, but he took off his skin quickly.

I see a rough cross-section, but I think I can cut it out and use it later.

I took the naked hide.

All of a sudden, I had a load.

And while they were skinning the wild dogs, I went in front of the dead white wolf.

"Axe, wheel."

A man who cuts axes anytime, anywhere.

I borrowed a wheel stone from him and sharpened the dagger.

Victory!

I straightened up the Dagger's blade with the intention of using it once.

I've decided to take the baby, so I'm going to bury her body.

Leave it like this and we'll be eaten by wild dogs.

Burying a beast is burying.You have to use a beast's hide to bury a beast.

It's a name you leave behind when people die.

Hides are what the beast leaves behind.

I started off soft and stabbed in the neck with a dagger that could break if I handled it wrong.

There was no blood rushing.

Insert and pull exactly the thickness of the leather.

Squeak. Squeak.

I sweated on my forehead, caring about leaving no knife marks, starting from my neck to my toes.

The work was finished by the time the sweaty back was soaked.

I dug the ground there and buried the wolves.

‘It's a real burden. ’

The weight of a warped captain when you wipe your sweat and pick up the white wolf hide.

“Digo.”

“I'll get it. ”

I like that Digo is noticeable compared to his size.

An axe brought a skinned meat.

The sun began to set.

We should be back before sundown.

Unlike what I said, I sat down.

"Axe, light it up."

The axe gathers the dry branches around it and bounces off the flint.

Tak! Tak!

While I was lighting the fire, I sliced some wild dog meat.

This dagger is still in its blade.

I'll just throw it away this time. I felt like I was going to get hurt badly because I broke my day.

Only eight down.

It was middle labor.

But I made fun of the knife diligently.

After slaughtering the beast, the bony feet were also bitten by the hands.

There were no senses then, but knowledge remained.

At first, my hands were a little clumsy.

I got used to it.

Cut the bone, cut the fat, and discard it.

Blood spurted all over the place, and I quickly became bloody.

“Is your father a butcher? ”

Digo asks.

"No, my father farms."

“ · · ·. ”

I would have been a freak if I had seen it.

“What about the fire?"

When asked, the axe nods.

Some of the meat that was removed from the fat and bone was eaten.

Thigh fat and belly fat.

You look around and find a thin stone tablet.

“Here.”

Digo brought one, but not a chance.

“You can't do that. ”

It's not just any stone.

Some stones blow up if heated incorrectly and send to the goal of the person who ate them.

I find the right stone tablets and sprinkle a few drops of water.

Chihuahua!

I checked that it was properly heated and rubbed the top of the stone tablets with the fat that was removed.

Tsk, tsk!

A pungent smell pierces my nose.

“Ow.”

Digo bursts into elasticity without knowing it, and the axe chokes.

If you've never eaten it, it's grilled meat that will never leave your hair.

Plus my special salt flower powder.

“Here.”

It is different from the previous deer meat.

This time I got rid of the fat properly, and it was a great meat tenderizer.

Too bad there's no stream to draw blood from.

Smoking is too much.

That's why I put it all on purpose.

I knew the Dagger was at the end of its life.

The sun was setting and the son-in-law was getting darker.

I bake, eat, and repeat, my stomach fills up quickly.

I knocked on my belly and got up.

"Digo, the hide will be buried on the way."

“You're not taking it? ”

“If you just take them, they'll take everything upstairs. ”

It's obvious. White Wolf Hide that looks particularly precious will be coveted by anyone.

You can never give me a white wolf hide if it's a wild dog hide.

I dug the ground and buried the hide while I was on my way.

A large tree became a milestone.

By the time I went that hard, I could see the smoke rising from the rubble.

“Raid?”

The axe mutters.

“Smell it. It's not a raid, it's a party. ”

The stench you just smelled pierces your nose before you even touched the barracks.

“Have you eaten some of their meat? ”

I knew I was mumbling and making no sense.

I couldn't possibly get it right.

*

Knng, knng!

His nose twitches.

“I'm hungry.”

Lind frowns at the words.

As soon as you arrived, the soldier in charge asked you to change the tent.

“Why would I? ”

Even if I tell them I have a teenager scheduled, I don't snort.

Lynd accepted.

‘There's no way a healthy commander can ignore the command system and do anything about it. ’

It is natural to think calmly.

‘If there is a soldier. ’

If there's a soldier who's strangely friendly with Chris, it would be worth it.

I don't see him either.

A spicy aroma that ripened the entire 7th Infantry.

“I'm hungry.”

Chris, Digo, and the only four reserves left with an axe.

A small squad member mutters.

Lynd wants to get some points out there, but it's too much.

I can't see a soldier with a ripe face.

There are only a few dozen wild dogs and over a hundred worn.

I ate all the smoked meat, and there was no black bread.

It was torture to smell something like this when you couldn't eat it.

“Awesome!”

Scream about what soldiers have tasted.

“Shall we go out and poke around? ”

Lind shakes her head.

“Arthur.”

Not all soldiers will be satisfied.

That's why a group of Dozens gathered, mainly because they were infantry commanders and white commanders.

And in the meantime, a regular soldier who knows them and knows them very well.

‘We don't get a thing. ’

Lind was cold.

‘I'd sooner go on my next hunt. ’

I'm sure I'm hungry even though I ate black bread and was full.

The sound of shouting in your stomach sounds like a hallucination.

Meat! Meat! Meat!

‘Shut up. ’

Lind sighs deeply, looking at the remaining four.

There are all kinds of things, including someone punching you in the stomach and someone just staring out of the barracks.

‘Scouts · · · · ·. ’

I'm hungry, so I'd better think about something else.

I was curious about the mind of a friend on a reconnaissance mission.

Scouts are dangerous.

The first thing you need to do is go out on the front lines and check on the enemy.

In the meantime, even a three-year-old will know he's facing danger.

‘Of course, the reserve is not safe. ’

Lind reads Chris' intentions, thinking about the bear.

"Creating a new scout is about bringing these teenagers together."

That's quite a story.

Do you really want to fulfill your dream? ’

I remembered what happened when I left town.

He volunteered to recruit soldiers for the battlefield, Chris said.

“Let's go. This is how we make a living. I'm going to be a general. ”

"Of course, son. If you're a general, I'm a prodigy."

‘Goodbye.'

I almost lost my leg in the first battle.

After experiencing the battlefield, I can see how far and high the General and Chancellor are.

Lynd never got here and saw the White Captain's face.

The White Captain was so tall that he couldn't even speak.

“Ugh.”

The snot growls with a slight groan.

“Why?”

“I can't. We have to sneak out and eat something. ”

Lind pictured the snot going out and stealing the meat.

‘It's a fact that it will take. ’

If you get caught, you'll get beaten up pretty good.

If I get hurt, I will live with bone sickness all my life.

I saw an old man who lived in the village for a long time.

When it rained, I grabbed my shoulder and grunted.

It should have a trick, but Lind's nose was not the same type at all.

Talking a lot, but with a dull body.

That's why I don't recommend it.

“Come to your senses. All those people over there are of" commander "class. ”

There are other X.O.s from the White Captain, among others.

I can see some of the other infantry people.It looks like people are gathering around the barbecued meat for a long time.

That way, the barracks would be the humans of the nearby 6th Infantry.

‘This is crazy.'

Maybe everyone on the Terminal Soldier's Axis is the same way.

They'll all be holding a hungry ship.

“Ha.”

I sighed deeply.

I wish I could sleep better, but the aroma of this fragrant flesh that covers the entire barracks will rouse my sleep.

If someone slaps me in the cheek, I can't be more sure.

I'm going crazy.

It was just like that.

“You hungry?”

Chris opens his mouth, fluttering open his tent.

“Is that what you call it? ”

Lynd responded in a reflexive manner. And I saw him carry it on his back.

“· · · on? ”

It was a piece of meat.

*

I knew this would happen.

I thought you weren't eating enough meat.

If any organization has something good, it's the first thing they say to the tallest guy.

“Light a fire. ”

I laughed and said.

The rest of you, including Lind, jumped to their feet.

Gather firewood in the middle of the barracks.

“Are you crazy? Is there a fire here? ”

“Ah!”

“Out.”

I told you, everyone's out. You're behind the barracks.

There was enough meat.

No, you're absolutely right.

“Snoring.”

“Huh?"

I drool. That's disgusting.

You start the fire again and start raising the meat.

Today is the second time.

Chi Yin.

I stir the smoke with my hands and spread it.

The meat was ripe quickly.

“That's awesome.”

Lind takes a bite of that and raises her thumb.

“It's the best taste in life. ”

Yeah, I know. Me, too.

They're well-groomed, and they run the plains, so their meat is excellent.

When I ate a few points like that.

I can feel his gaze, and I turn my head, and I see a soldier dressed in a crooked costume.

Tick, tick.

I couldn't hear you.

However, I could hear the sound of saliva swallowing.

Chi Yin.

It has a pungent aroma with smoke.

You want some?

I looked at the soldier with a speck of meat in my mouth.

I can see the pupils shaking from this distance.

All they brought in the military and ate was black bread and stew.

I didn't even make it to the meat party today. I wonder how much I'd lost.

Well, well.

Chewing and thinking.

I really want to eat. I can come and rob meat with a knife.

“Mm-hmm.”

I stroked my chin and picked up another spot of meat.

Seeing that soldier cleared up, he took a step toward me without even knowing it.

Since the soldiers in the 7th Infantry are not nobles.They must have never eaten meat like this before.

Maybe he's never had one before.

This pungent aroma that will numb your senses!

‘It tastes great. ’

The soldier's mouth is drooling.

Just a little longer, and you're ready to flow like a waterfall.