How the Villain Lives

29. Unexpected parties.

It rained once and stopped raining, and once again it repeated to stop. I broke it a few times in the middle because of a malfunctioning trap. Still, there was no other anomaly and I welcomed him safely in the morning. If you proceed with the mission alone, you will never be able to relax. So even while Mirina was sleeping, it was routine for one consciousness to rest and one consciousness to watch out for the surroundings.

'Though I don't think I need to be very vigilant.'

I couldn't believe I slept outdoors, and the conditions were great. I stretched my body lightly, and then I thought about it before I went to sleep.

'Morning!'

Myri, who was in a bad mood to take care of all the mishaps on his own, thought he would do it at least in the morning. Even now, I have raised all my field work skills up to class S. I would be able to make a much more delicious meal than just jerky or dry food. Miri, who was trying to set the fire thinking like that, was forced to stop seeing Sung-hoon in the challenge to set the fire.

A grilled jacquard barbecue on a rack, a sandwich filled with fresh salad, soup boiling in a small pot, and a soup stirring around with a ladle. Amazing, ultra-fast cuisine with great physical abilities! But with the help of culinary skills, all the flavors were so great that the head nodded. If there had been a chef with this ability on Earth, he would have accomplished the role of Ten Reasons by himself.

"You're hungry, aren't you? Breakfast is good. A lot? A little?"

"Did you know how to cook?"

"Of course you do. Here you go."

Honest soups, sandwiches, and a slightly spicy barbecue. None of the three was better than the food he was trying to make.

'Yuck, even as a dish...' '

Although she was not particularly good at cooking, she was shocked to find that Mirina had a similar feeling that a woman should be better at cooking than a man. Of course, Sung-hoon, who was watching Myrina with care, said as soon as he saw her face slightly distorted, he gave out a barrel full of seasonings.

"Hey, why don't you have a liver if it doesn't taste good? Ha, ha, ha."

"No, it's good enough. Thank you."

"Yeah?"

"That's not a good look at all. '

I could call it the incarnation of Poker Face, but it was easy to notice that the feeling in Myri was not very unusual at the moment for Sung-hoon, who was watching her daily life to survive.

What the hell do you want? '

Since I finished eating in a stiff atmosphere and started moving again, the relationship between the two people has remained fairly awkward and hasty. If something goes wrong, Mirina steps out and tries to solve it. Sung-hoon dries up and takes care of the job instead.

However, one peculiarity was that as things eased up, the air around Miri began to sink and became thicker and darker.

"Is there something you don't like?"

"… none."

"Really?"

"It's real."

"That's right, isn't it? Yes..."

"……."

I'm working really hard on everything so my hands and feet can burn, and what makes you feel so bad? As Sung-hoon, I could not understand the feelings within Myri.

I could find a place that looked like a primitive village before the atmosphere deteriorated more fortunately or unfortunately. Quite a huge village with more than fifty houses only verifiable. I didn't just see primitives, but monsters that seemed to breed in the middle.

"You look pretty crowded."

"There's no answer to a frontal battle, is there?"

"I may be a little overwhelmed by myself, but if Sung-hoon is with me, I think it's worth a try."

"You can't do that. I think there's a mix of guys who look pretty strong besides the ones we've seen."

All the primitives encountered so far were carrying stone weapons on monsters that barely covered only the Chibu. In the middle of the village, however, there were tattooed or ornate people all over the city, as well as people carrying iron-made weapons.

Even if there are only one or two enemies of the commanding officer, the difficulty of combat increases dramatically.

"There's no answer for two frontal battles."

"Why don't you start a fire?"

"I've thought about it, but in the first place, it's hard to get a fire out of this forest. The humidity is so high and the trees are always wet. It doesn't rain irregularly either. Maybe you should bring over ten Second Awakening Wizards to try."

Moreover, a firearm is a double-edged sword that can cause damage to itself if it is wronged. It is impossible to bear the backfire that really caused such a massive fire in these forests.

"Let's go to the individual waves. That's how I use it a lot."

Mirina can handle enough monsters. If we can defeat each of the patrolmen out there, it will certainly make it easier to attack. It's not a bad way.

"It wouldn't be bad to dig a big trap in addition to that. The problem is that it's efficient. Why don't we split up and act?"

"Sin, sorry! I don't know about Sung-hoon, but I'm going to get lost at a high rate."

"Phew."

I was also delighted that I could be separated from Mirina for a while, but I was forced to stick around for a while.

"Don't you want to get caught? '

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Don't be so hard on yourself."

Do you mind if I say this?

You're going to reveal your anxiety? Perhaps it will upset the mood of the Holy Hun? No, unlike myself, I had a wide heart.

'Nothing changes when you stay still. Whatever the outcome….'

"I'll take care of the monsters myself! Can't you just give it up?"

"... What?"

His forehead was frowned upon by an unexpected fatigue.

It is Yooseong Hoon who is hardest to deal with Mirina.

I've met people of all kinds, such as people who are weaker than themselves, people who are less talented, people who want to look superior, people who are arrogant. But since Mirina had never experienced such a person, she was even better than herself.

"What's on my face?"

"Oh, no."

Sung-hoon is stronger than himself. It was also overwhelming in his most confident skills. When I first found out about it, the thought was that it was convincing. I feel like I've never felt it. How does it feel to have a lake?

The next thing I felt was coziness.

Though he thought of Seong-hoon as an escort, Seong-hoon was the opposite. I took myself as a colleague and spared no advice and help in the blink of an eye. The more I repeated the drill, the higher I felt the wall.

And now he has no idea what kind of mind he has.

Patience, coziness, friendliness, somewhat jealousy, respect, and many emotions were intertwined and intertwined. There were times when I checked in ways that didn't mean this complicated mind. It was a defeat in the proxy that was just a moment ago.

Loss suffered by someone other than Sung-hoon. However, the emotion I felt at the time was' terror '.

'Do I really deserve to be with Sung-hoon?'

Mirina's feelings for Sung-hoon are a kind of admiration. However, as I suffered one defeat, I was anxious to see if there was anything I could not help like myself next to Sung-hoon.

I can't believe you officially failed your first assignment.

What if I don't think it's worth being around?

Such horror brought Sung-hoon along. I tried to appeal to him as much as I could in this mission. I was thinking of informing Seong Hun of his importance by telling him that he could do this and that this was also possible.

If Sung-hoon knew, he would have thought it was a cute behavior that did not match her appearance at all. I can't believe Mirina had such a cute feeling!

However, there was no resourcefulness in reading other people's hearts.

Caen.

Lift the sheep blade over your head and slam it slightly. The primitives in front of her grabbed her ear and collapsed as the small metallic voices bounced at each other.

Phonation.

The name of the monster.

After taking it from the Chinese and using the original skills he had developed to incapacitate his enemies in an instant, Miri put a left sword on his right shoulder and a right sword on his right shoulder, carrying his weight forward, taking a strong step forward.

When I saw him, a primitive man swung a small stone sword, but I missed him with a close stroke of the ball. It's not backward, it's forward, it's attack and evasion. The Black River, which was shot along a trajectory drawn in X staggered from one another, shredded more than three primitives.

"Hoocula!"

Qaaaaaah!

The one holding the giant stone axe jumped into the air and landed where Mirina was, but she was not there. Using the rebound force that sent the sword, he blew his body back.

Non-inferiority angle. Station.

I'm out!

The crowd that was about to ambush him after a backward swirl of the air-dropping swallow shattered to pieces. Then, Mireille, who ran strongly forward using her healthy feet as a support for the fallen primitive's chest, was able to defeat the primitive warrior with two screenings.

"What do you think?"

"What about it?"

I don't have any special skills, but what if I knocked down five warriors with combat-sensitive primitive skills and physical abilities in an instant?

Is this an armed protest? You want me to treat you that much more because I'm this tall? '

"Huhu, that's great. But is your body okay?"

"It's fine enough."

"No, touch the ball."

Following Sung-hoon's movements, Miri unwittingly touched the ball and immediately saw the red blood and blushed his face. I tried to deal with it as quickly and overwhelmingly as I could, and my heart collapsed and I was injured. Of course, this is not even an injury. Her health won't be long, so she'll recover in no time. For Mirina, however, this was no more a disgrace.

"Let's go again."

"It's already the third time, why don't you take a break? No matter how tired you must be..."

"There he is! Sung-hoon, don't ever step up!"

The body was comfortable, but it was a severely painful hymn.