The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

After leaving Wonok's room and checking with the guests in each room to see if they had finished bathing, Ruth took a quick bath. The inn and the mother house were warm thanks to the large fireplace, but they were still quite cold out, and I felt tired thanks to the bath. You can't thank Alec enough for all this.

When Ruth took turns with Clark and left the bath, the innkeeper had already dropped the light.

(I'd like to give you that oculus a bath someday. But first you wake up... that?

As Ruth tried to go through the dining room of the inn and return to her mother's house, she noticed a lamp on one of the tables. If you look closely, you can see there Rossa and her guest, Herald, discussing it in a slightly more serious way.

"…… hey, please."

"I'm sorry, but I can't help you………"

"Oh, you're more or less..."

I wasn't sure what I was talking about, but Herald looked terribly troubled and Rossa was shaking her head against it. From the point of view of the seriousness, I'm sure you don't want Ruth to ask you about when you were one of them.

Ruth gently sneaked her footsteps and decided to go back to her mother's house.

"Well, I have to write back to Gio………………"

Ruth, lying on the bed, thinks back to Geo as she puts her hot tub in the futon. Because I use magic, rewriting is a problem, and I can't even write hard and long, so I need to put the words together.

(Shall I tell you that five days of disconnection have come. Or that white oculus thing...)

At that time, there was a rattling noise and the wind slammed Ruth's room window hard.

(... It's cold today, but I wonder if that oculus is ok......)

While I was thinking about replying to Gio, my consciousness gradually flowed towards the oculus sleeping in the warehouse next door. Animals say they don't feel so cold because they have higher body temperatures than humans, but they are weak, which makes me wonder.

"............ I think I'll sleep next door. I don't care if you get busted when you wake up."

Fortunately there is a spare bedding for the inn next door and a large sofa to be destroyed. Though the couch has some holes, it's big enough for Rossa to sit loose, so much so that Ruth won't have trouble sleeping.

Ruth walked out into the hallway with a futon on the lamp with a hot tub and a book of geo, in addition to keeping an eye on the oculus when he woke up surprised and not rumbling.

"…… Hmm?

The moment she went out into the hallway, Ruth felt someone's gaze. But the hallway is dark and there's no light, and staring doesn't look like someone is there.

(Is it because of your mind?

Ruth gently enters when she opens the door to the next room.

Inside, as always, there was a white oculus lying there that didn't look like it had moved. When Ruth strokes again to make sure she is alive, she exchanges the hot tub, which is only slightly soaked, for her stuff and keeps it in. The soup I was bringing had no sign of eating.

Ruth unpacked the couch where her luggage had been placed a little diagonally from the oculus, and when she laid the futon she put the lamp away. When I spread out Geo's book, I ink the pen I brought.

(Uh... 'The village is a terrible snowstorm'...)

Write that far and hurry to release the pen. They took the magic and suddenly fatigue struck me. After all, Ruth's amount of magic makes him write to this extent at best. I can't write about the oculus at all.

(I can't help it, let's go to sleep now……)

Ruth closed the book and dived into the futon. I felt signs of an oculus, and I closed my eyes to the drowsiness that would strike me, hoping that I would wake up tomorrow.

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"... oh, it's so cold... ugh!

When Ruth woke up feeling cold, she had bright white moffy hair in front of her. When I jumped up surprised, I finally understood what was in front of me.

"Is that it? White oculus, why did you come to me..."

What was in front of Ruth, who was supposed to have slept on the couch, was a white oculus neck hair that didn't even move until yesterday. The oculus must have come into the futon of his own free will because he kept his eyes closed on the side without reacting to Ruth's movements, but he slept on the floor but never moved on his own.

"But why... Wow, it's so cold..."

A while after I got up, I noticed that the room was unusually cold. It was cold last night, but it shouldn't have been this far. I felt as if the cold air was flowing from the next room, not unlike being outside. I mean, Ruth's room.

(It also sounds like the wind outside......, the window has opened or something?

It is unlikely that the slab could have been broken due to its sweet beating and the force of the snowstorm. The oculus may also have instinctively approached by Ruth, warmer than the hot tub, unable to withstand this cold.

Ruth set aside the oculus thing for a moment and turned on the lamp when he wrapped his coat and left the room.

(Wow, something sounds amazing...)

Coming in front of Ruth's room, he noticed the sound of a storm coming in from beyond the door. Maybe the windows are really cracking and the snow is coming in.

"Ruth, what's wrong?

"Ah, brother."

It was Clark, who likewise wore a coat and a lamp in his bedroom, who came all the way to Ruth's room.

Ruth told her that she was sleeping in the next room to see the oculus and that she realized something was wrong with her room when she realized it.

"When the window breaks, it's not a good idea to leave it there. If you don't plug it, the whole house will get cold."

Doors for indoor use are less thin and sturdy than those for external use. For this reason, if left alone, more and more cold air may come in from Ruth's room, which may affect the innkeeper as well as the mother house.

"Well, I'll open it."

"Be careful."

When Ruth carefully pushed the door and tried to open it, it did not open easily under the resistance of the wind. So when I could use all my strength, I moved, and when I opened it halfway through, I moved vigorously to hit the wall this time.

"Wow."

"Damn, the window is completely hit......"

The room was like a storm because of a broken window. The snow burst in with the wind, bright white and poor vision, and the beds and desks on the wall were frozen with snow and scattered with small pieces of wood. The maps that were decorated on the walls and the harbor paintings Alec gave me are torn and danced all over the room.

(No............!

Ruth rushed in to retrieve the painting. But Clark holds that arm back.

"Wait, Ruth…… there's someone on the floor"

"What…………?

I followed Clark's gaze, and when Ruth looked at the floor next to the bed, there was...

"……… Could it be, Mr. Herald?

- Rossa's old companion, the adventurer Herald, who came with Julia the rabbit ear, frosted all over her body and fell like a stone statue.