How the Villain Lives

29. Unexpected parties.

The mindset of people like Wolf is so extreme that it is possible to interfere or interfere to some extent if you can read the accident piece. However, accidents within Miri cannot be easily read. The goal is just to wield a sword and become stronger? If the goal was to make more money, I would have understood. Sung-hoon, who was running for a while, suddenly stopped walking. Mirina, who was following behind her, stopped as if she had ignored the laws of physics and killed her breath.

"... Ookcha!"

"The primitive... town!"

As Mirina murmured, Sung-hoon hurriedly went to Mirina's side and twisted her mouth. It was Mirina who was embarrassed by the sudden contact, but soon stopped moving. The sound of a primitive man coming from nearby stopped. For some time now, I could hear crumbling and stepping on the mud, so my popularity began to get further and further away.

Tuck, tuck.

"Just a little more."

As the primitive disappeared, Sung-hoon held out his hand from Miri's mouth only after a little more time. It was a rather balmy face, but it was not because I felt ashamed, but because I blocked my mouth because I couldn't speak.

"Oh, sorry."

"Oh, no, it was an emergency. But they're surprisingly sensitive."

"I have excellent physical abilities, but I'm quite sensitive to hearing. You have to be careful."

"Have you ever dealt with these guys?"

"Huh? This is the first time?"

"But how do you know that?"

"Don't you know that when you fight a little bit?"

I don't need to know that from Myri's perspective. What should we observe and take care of the weaklings who die by swinging the sword a little? Just like a lion doesn't have to be wary of rabbits. However, Sung-hoon did not ignore the observation, no matter how weak he was.

Sung-hoon did not think that he was a strong man. Always think about the possibility that things will go wrong until the second and third plan. It is because they perceive themselves as weak rather than thorough.

So observe the enemy. Identify the surrounding terrain and roll your head. Moreover, while the names are different, such as identifying warriors, observing thieves, and investigating wizards, the synergy of many similar skills can give you objective information quickly and accurately.

Sung-hoon said nothing, but Mirina began to shine her eyes to see if she had mistaken something else.

"I see. It means do your best to hunt down the weak!"

"... Let's do it."

"But there are only two enemies. It's easy to handle, but why did you dry it?"

"We're not here to hunt monsters, are we? The end goal is to find the new one. How are you going to find something new in this vast jungle?"

"If you hunt monsters, won't you come out?"

"……."

"… it was a joke. I'm sorry."

"Finding something new in this vast forest is like finding a needle in the sand. At least the most likely place in the current situation is near the primitive villages or the altar of worship."

Of course, if you're not looking for Kim Seo-bang in Seoul, you should approach him with your head.

"Then let's wait here a bit and start tracking."

"Shouldn't we track it down right away? I'm already so far away that it won't take me much time to pull it off."

"Don't worry. You can see the trail and follow it. I don't know how these guys are going to move, so let's get some rest in advance. Oh, and spray this, too."

"What about this?"

"It's a spray that the bugs don't approach."

Where else did you get this?

After Mirina teased Sung-hoon to start the mission, she didn't even know the time to prepare or the information about the mission in advance. But this readiness seems to fit. As soon as you spray roughly and put jerky in your mouth, Sung-hoon starts to move.

"Let's start tracking."

Forests were a place where people could not relax at all.

Insects that carry poison from spiders as big as palms, snakes that ambush the surrounding environment, Goblin swarms that spray poison, and damp, bushy environments were not good enough to take Max's annoying index just 10 minutes' walk away.

I regretted coming to the forest in case of a reward called a twin sword. The desert was better. At least the desert didn't have to be this tense. At the same time, however, he felt a strange awe and respect. The reason was Sung-hoon, who was running from the front.

"Hmm, I went this way when I looked at the dry state of the mud and the direction of the branches around it."

"Stop. The trail is strange from here, but the footprints overlap. Maybe he went forward and came back. Let's go to the side."

"I'm trying to cover what I'm supposed to be exposed to. You can't get anything wrong if you're bitten by a venom, but you don't feel good about biting it."

Where is the end of the existence of Sung-hoon?

Not only in the field of swords, no martial arts, but also in the fields of wit, manoeuvre, and many other disciplines. While Sung-hoon was behaving like a child, Miri was learning by looking at each of the actions of Sung-hoon.

'I also...'

"Mirina."

"Yes, old school!"

"I'm sorry, but I think we should take a break here."

"Yes? I don't think you've come that far yet."

"Look at the sky."

Although it was not properly visible because it was obscured by lush leaves, even a short while ago, the bright sky turned black.

"It's going to rain. Let's set up a temporary shelter here and take a night off."

"Very well. Will you sleep with a hammock?"

"What do you mean it's raining? Wait."

After a brief tour of the area, Sung-hoon pulled out a rune blade and cut down a tree of the right size and began to process it into wood of a certain size. I drew wood moderately with the fire on one side and caused the wind to clear the base of the large tree. Next, after spreading the surrounding soil and chopping it flat, the wood and branches were squeezed together to make a hut.

It was incredibly well shaped to make it in the blink of an eye. I put on a big tarp, covered the roof and sides, and dug deep enough to drown around with a shovel.

'You're getting more and more of these new apprehensions.'

I learned skills related to crafting and carpentry in order to install traps faster and more robustly and improve the performance of the kit, which can be referred to as Sung-hoon's secret weapon. I can now close my eyes.

Unlike what he thought in the middle of the night, Miri, who was standing with only one bulletproof shell, said as if he was sleeping and throwing it away, faced his palm as soon as he remembered something.

"Hey, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Huh? There's nothing I can do for you. I dug a waterway, and this tree is pretty big, so I don't think it's gonna rain that badly."

"Then even a scout around!"

"Don't worry. I'll get out and set up alarms or traps, so if it's the detective power of the two of us, you don't have to put a guard on it, it'll be enough."

"Well, then, how about dinner hunting?"

"... I don't have any food, but do I really need to do that? It's pretty annoying to cook, and it's dropping rain drops, but just go in and rest."

"… Yes."

The hut was quite pleasant.

I magically lit a fire in the middle, and the smoky air inside was hovering around my waist, and it was too wide for me to lie down. It was always awkward for Mirina, who was accustomed to sleeping under a tree or on bare ground with a sleeping bag or a tarp.

Moreover, even though the ground was firmly chopped and laid down, it did not feel very comfortable. Miri, who had been stunned for a while, lay still with his seat open on one side.

"You're really far away."

Mirina takes a small sigh and touches the edge of her eyes.

I asked Sung-hoon to come with me unwittingly because of the anxiety that comes up from my heart, but I only felt a great sense of self-reliance with him for half a day. I felt like my head was going to explode with such a complicated idea. Then he hurriedly closed his eyes and turned toward the wall outside the footsteps.

'Hey, you can't do this.'

I don't have enough to leave everything from combat to trivial magazines, so I have to get to him first. He was so selfless that he became overwhelmed by the feeling of self-sufficiency.

Jerbuck, jerbuck.

I didn't have to see it.

The sound of footprints and breathing makes it easy to know who the other person is. Sung-hoon, who came into the tent, wanted to hold still for a while, but took a small sigh.

"Phew."

'I knew it! Why did you do that?'

Though it was not so complicated in mind, the appearance of Miri did not change. Ultimate tranquility that doesn't even distort the sound of breath and expression. On the other hand, Sung-hoon was desperate in his own way.

"Phew."

'Good thing you're sleeping. It would have been awkward if I'd been awake.'

It was simple because Sung-hoon knew the strength of Miri and didn't take her with him. I am anxious to find out that I am mistaken about myself, so that I can stop contact as much as I need to.

Even just now, when dealing with the primitives, he killed 2 Sung-hoon and 5 Mirina. So Sung-hoon rolled his head as far as he could in case he didn't know to avoid combat and came up with a bypass approach.

But I was so anxious that Mirina took care of all the handrails before she left and was committed to making it as comfortable as possible for Mirina to leave. It was from the idea that if you build up your fondness this way, if something goes wrong, you won't move on somehow.

Sung-hoon, who confirmed Mirina was asleep, took a sigh of relief and lay down on the other side.

'This is not enough, I have to try a little more.'

'Was it not enough that you had a hard look all day today? I'm gonna have to work harder.'

Branch point!