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

Shut up and wipe his body, Ruth returned to the room where he was from yesterday, sitting in the front seat on the ground, looking up at the boy who had been silenced wearing a towel from his head on the bed.

"Um... I'm so sorry. I didn't realize you were subhuman, and... I was going to wash the oculus, so there was no resistance."

Ruth was desperate to keep his mouth shut when he got back to his room.

(Oh, but this is my fault……)

The boy with brown skin has an exotic vibe even in Ruth's clothes, but no matter how young he is, he is old enough to be in the middle of nowhere. He must have been grabbed in the groin by the older but also by the man Ruth, and his heart must have been deeply broken, because back then it would also be a year when he had a strong interest in sexual matters and was easily hurt by such things.

(And even though it wasn't on purpose, it made me react...)

I tried replacing it with myself and Ruth was relieved. I think I'm going to throw up just imagining it. I'm really sorry to distract you when I wonder if the boy has tasted this mood.

"I'm really, really sorry... for what I did to you."

As I continued to apologize with dismay, I felt signs that the boy, who had been silent for so long, would move. When Ruth raised her face when she noticed the sound of cloth slippage, there was a boy glaring at her purple eyes from a gap in the towel.

"……… That's enough."

"Huh... Really?

"I knew you didn't have to...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Arre?"

"Hey, it's nothing. Fine, don't apologize and steam back anymore. Over. My hair's still wet."

The boy kept the towel on his head, turning to Ruth and telling him not to wipe it. Ruth takes it with a smile knowing that she was forgiven for the boy's demeanor.

Sitting next to the boy sitting on the edge of the bed, he starts wiping the moisture out of his hair with a towel. Overall, the boy's hair, which is short and only part of the back, is as lustrous and fingers good as it was when he was an oculus. It's something you'll find to be a well-raised boy. Ruth spoke to the boy, who had been relaxing gradually.

"You're a sub, aren't you? Why didn't you talk to me the whole time?

"It's because of this slave print. This guy blocked my abilities and made me a beast type. I can't speak Mandarin because I'm still a beast type."

When the boy looked at the neck muscle pointing to him, there was a cracked form of slave print. Apparently, once the boy was dying, his powers were slightly lost, and his magic increased considerably in this bath. The boy could not answer why his magic had increased simply by blushing his cheeks, but he could reasonably tell.

But I felt the crack was smaller than when I saw it in the bathroom. Telling that, the boy hits his tongue.

"Damn, when the slave print returns. I'm gonna be beast shaped again."

"Can't you disarm it?

"I can't do it unless the guy with the slave print disarms himself or dies. According to the contract, death doesn't seem to solve it, but this doesn't bind me that much because it focuses on those who keep my appearance beastly, … should."

"Who put a slave print on you?

"The guy with the slave imprint...... oh yeah there it is"

When the boy is small and malicious, he looks back at Ruth's hand, who was wiping his hair. And when I sat down, I pinned my spine out. That alone creates strange majesty for the boy. Ruth also fixed up his residence just a little while he was grabbed by his hand.

"Ruth, thank you for saving me where I was dying. Without you, I would have died."

"Yes, no......"

At first I thought it was a wild wolf, and I can't say very much that I was going to eat it.

"Introduce yourself again. I... I'm Kia Forsell. The second prince of the kingdom of Ziltania."

(Oh, I knew...... this boy was Julia's, missing neighbour Prince Kia......)

I denied it once, but I wondered if it was thin in the depths of my mind. The timing was too good to deny in the first place and the signs that the atmosphere of the oculus was not normal.

"I was kidnapped by a ploy of a certain person. For that reason, we need to return to the country safely at all costs. I absolutely refuse to be the seed of war between Ziltania and Deodart."

"Shh, war?

A completely unexpected word appeared and Ruth blued his face.

Boy - Kia put her strength into the hand she shook to calm Ruth down like that. Has the person's feelings improved or his tail is still shaking even when he is human?

"Don't worry, Ruth. I won't let that happen. But the guy was me - oh, man, it looks like he was going to kill me inside Deodart and let Ziltania make a war cut. The guys in my country have a lot of blood, so if they found out I was kidnapped and killed, they'd accept that they sold me a fight, unless they had a good reason to. Father, you're going to get into this country ahead of time."

"Oh, uh..."

It seems that the people of Ziltania have a very strong bond between the bloodlines, and yet less aversion to war than the human state. For this reason, once there is blood on your head, it is difficult to stop it.

"And I know the guy who kidnapped me is in this inn."

"Oh, you know your face?

"No, I haven't seen my face because I've been bagged all my life. But I heard the voice. I have heard voices several times in the inn. I'm pretty sure he's here."

Apparently Kia was taken around as bagged, but at one point the person let go of Kia's bag with a scream. Kia hurriedly escaped the bag when she found out that the magical bag strings had been broken. But after a little run, he got trapped and fell on the spot because he was hungry.

(What could have been the trap you hung... my one?

On the contrary, the kidnapper's screams could have hung in Ruth's trap as well. When that happens, I don't know if it was good or bad to set a trap. Honestly, it was hard to tell, and I got a weird sweat.

But Kia, unaware of Ruth's change, withdrew her hand and now grabbed both hands. Even though it feels a little smaller than Ruth's, it feels a little weird with big hands.

"Ruth, I know you're in trouble right now, so I'll do everything I can to protect you.... So Ruth, too, will you help me catch him and untie him at dawn when it's all over?

I guess Kia's words about being royal are true, the aura flooded with him was different from the average person. I'm used to Aura not being a normal person thanks to Alec, but this is another strong force in another direction. Because of this, Ruth is starting to feel weird, stared at by purple eyes with strange charm. I feel a strange suction.

(Royalty is amazing......)

Ruth nodded slowly, feeling impressed.

"Of course. I heard it was going to be a war, and I didn't want to be left alone."

"Yay! Ruth, it's a promise! You'll have to work with me on the side all the time until the problem is solved!

"Hmm? Yeah?

I felt that what Kia and Ruth were saying was a little different, but I couldn't get back into the human form after being kidnapped and would have been under stress for a long time, so I thought it would be bad to dye my cheeks with joy and water Kia's mood to laugh at Nico, so I'll just snort for a moment.

"More than that, uh, Prince Kia?

"Call me Kia."

"Uh, then, Kia. He's the one who kidnapped you."

As Ruth tried to question Kia, she heard a loud noise in the dining room. Then Rossa's low voice echoes, 'You, what a thing to do'. I hear something happened over there.

(Maybe again………)

Ruth immediately gets out of bed. I opened the door and looked back at Kia once.

"Kia, let's continue this conversation later. Drop the lights in the room, stay jizzy."

"Oh, me too."

"Kia can't. It's not good if the kidnapper finds you, is it?

Having said that, she drooped her ears and tail, and Kia lowered back to the bed again to convince herself once again as she shunned. Ruth, who saw it through, closed the key to the room and headed towards the dining room.