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

The time is before dinner, when dinner is supposed to behave like an innkeeper and there is a peaceful atmosphere.

But when Ruth came to the dining room, they all made strange air and somehow noticed that their gaze was gathering towards the kitchen. Between the kitchen and the dining room there is an indoor window with a counter, which is usually open so the kitchen is fully visible. Ruth peeked at you the same way and understood that there was somehow Wonok and his parents there and everyone was paying attention to them.

When Ruth entered the kitchen questioning the unusual atmosphere, she found out why.

"Borough Astew......"

At Wonok's feet was a large quantity of brown soup borough stew. I must have turned every pot upside down because of the large pot rolling on that side. It seems the dinner was ruined because everyone was going to have borough stew instead of just Wonok for dinner today.

"... what are you going to do with dinner like this, Mr. Wonock?

Ruth was surprised by Rossa's words. Apparently, it was Wonok who zeroed out the borough stew for each pot. I was wondering if I had been excited to zero my favorite borough stew before, but I found out in Wonok's next words that it was different.

"What, I'm just tired of borough stew and I don't even want to see it anymore, so I just flipped it"

"Because I'm tired of you………, you"

To Wonok's words, not only Rossa, but Ruth is also stunned. From the flat appearance, they're pretty sure Wonok consciously flipped the stew, not carelessly.

(But by virtue of you, Mr. Wonock?

Wonok is the man who said 'It's for Borough Ashtou to protect Ruth' in the morning. And yet I can't believe you turned every pot upside down and ruined it.

"Eh... Mr. Wonok, I need to talk to you. Come to my room for a moment."

"Hmm. That would be good."

But Wonock nodded lightly at Rossa's invitation, leaving the kitchen and heading straight for the room. From Rossa's atmosphere, I'm sure she's going to say a word or two against Wonok.

Ruth thought Wonock had some reason, and tried to speak to Rossa to cover her up. But before that, Wonok does the stationary with his hands.

"Ruth, if you don't get ready for dinner again soon, we'll all go hungry."

I could see Rossa's eyebrows rising again turning to the word, but Ruth noticed the intent by being gently pushed with a pendant borrowed from her chest - Wonock.

(Don't worry about yourself?

To Ruth, who changed her expression, Wonock followed Rossa as she laughed thinly.

Maybe it makes sense - that's what I thought. Ruth glanced at Clark, who was on his side, and sounded a little swallowed when she dropped him off with the two of them who disappeared towards the room.

"Mr. Wonock, if you don't want to eat, I wish you'd tell me"

"Oh, oh, that's right. You don't have to flip anything."

"It's a waste, but it's a rebuild. Mother, I'll do the dinner. If we don't hurry up, we're all hungry."

"Well, yeah. We have to hurry. Both of you, please wait a little longer."

"I'll bring a rag"

Later, Ruth helped Celine while leaving Clark to clean the floor and hurried to make dinner arrangements again. That's how Rossa comes back alone. Apparently, Wonok, with no reflection color at all, was to be kept out of the room for a while.

I couldn't spend much time on the dinner I recreated, so I just served the meat I used to smoke with baked bread and put on a simple soup, but neither Julia nor Seju complained. When they finished eating with the crunch as if they were uncomfortable, they went back to their room without staying long.

Before his own dinner, Ruth headed to the room where Wonok was. When he knocked and walked into the room, Wonok had written something on the paper he seemed to have brought with him.

"Mr. Wonock, it's dinner."

"Hung, transporting dinner to the tenants who ruined dinner, etc... the Blau family is really a favorite group"

"It's hard to starve to death."

As always, all I could do was laugh bitterly at my paced wonok, but when that face looked a little sad at the dinner menu, I felt complicated.

"Why did you ruin dinner?

"I don't know. But tell Celine I'm sorry I ruined it."

"Say that yourself. You had a reason, didn't you?

"The Blau family menu looks delicious even in an impromptu setting."

For some reason, Wonok didn't tell me why. When I can change the subject openly so far, I'm just reluctant to ask again and again. That's why I felt like there were even more different reasons.

(Stew, I'm so tired of you lying)

Just because Wonok is tired of it doesn't make him look like someone who zeroes every pot. If you're tired, just be honest and tell me you're tired and don't eat. But I didn't know what you were thinking if you didn't put it into words because your face was as neat as a doll wouldn't change much.

(Strange guy)

If you suddenly think you've lived next door, you're falling hungry, you're somewhere laid back even though you can't do anything around you, you take their favor for granted, you live as you are in a borough shed even though you seem to have money, and your clothes are the same black thing every day - to name but a few, you just seem like a weirdo. But then he's strangely knowledgeable, gives me advice, and even helps me solve problems. Thanks to this, I have a strong image of a calm and reliable person for Ruth.

(But Mr. Wonok doesn't know what he's really thinking.)

Wonok doesn't really say what he thinks. He's also been speaking differently and often asks Ruth to let him out instead of drawing his own conclusions and teaching him. Always floating and calm, I've never even seen it get emotional. Speaking of what I know, I like borough stew.

(I feel like it's superficial)

A man named Wonok felt like he was in a deeper place. It's so deep - so deep - that Ruth can't reach it with her memories of her previous life.

"Ruth."

"Ah, Yes?

"Over there, you're not going home?

"Dining alone would be boring, so I thought I'd be the one to talk to...... was that in the way?

Wonock looked just a little surprised and closed his eyes laughing lightly. And sitting in a chair, he turns to Ruth, who was diagonally behind him.

"... Ruth, let me tell you something first. We'll have another problem tomorrow."

"Eh?"

"But let's affirm first that there are no victims."

"Hey, wait a minute, what happens? If you know, can't you do something about it?

"I can't. I mean, we can't avoid it. This is absolutely necessary to restore the inn."

"Necessary...... what really happens?

As Ruth frowned, Wonock laughed lightly.

"Ruth, is there any longer rope or string than that?

"String?......... Mr. Wonok, don't delude me. Talk to me."

"It's important. No? Sturdy, pretty long stuff would be nice."

".................. ok"

Ruth went to the warehouse room and brought a bunch of spare strings to Wonok to use when he brought back his hunting prey.

"Not many lengths per bottle, but if you tie it, it will be quite so. I'm pretty sure it's sturdy enough to pull the borough down the mountain."

"…… one is about three times my height, I wish I had five."

"What do you use it for?

"I can't tell you that."

"Mr. Wonok, come on………………………."

"Ruth."

Wonok blocks Ruth's words. And when I stretched my fingers, I pointed to Ruth's chest, where the pendant was, and I looked sharply at her.

"Look, the best thing you can think about is getting the inn off the ground safely and making sure everyone's safe. Whatever happens, never forget it."

Ruth nodded, unable to afford to think, at the sharp signs of Wonok like never before. I feel as though I have been instructed by a king with absolute power, who is not allowed to disobey.

It was the first moment I felt afraid of Wonok.

"I'm just doing what I can.... Come on, go already. Come and get the dishes tomorrow morning. Then always lock your room and keep your pendant away from your body. Keep that oculus on your side."

"Mr. Wonock. That's the opposite of what I'm worried about……………"

"It's okay, don't worry. It's not gonna be terrible."

"……… OK. Take care, Mr. Wonock."

With this, Leo will be able to establish himself as the fourth faction in the current three-ways succession war.

That's all Wonok says, he turns his back on Ruth and starts eating. Its back wasn't always as pleasant as eating borough stew, it was wrapped around signs of difficulty in speaking up somewhere.

Then when I delivered the meal to Kia and finished cleaning up dinner in a hurry, it was bedtime without anything. Julia and Seju were not close to the cafeteria for dinner, and stuck in the room as they were. Ruth went back to the room with Kia when she finished her chores, although she looked around the entire inn.

"What... Kia?

"Qu ~ n………………."

But when she returned to the room, Kia was back in the form of an oculus. I looked like a person when I brought the meal earlier, but apparently it went back to normal in a short time.

Kia adds her tail when she meets Ruth, who looks surprised. He also seems to be very unwilling.

(Turns out...... the slave print is back)

The slave print on the neck was missing the crack I saw in the bathroom and back to its original form. He must have been made into a beast again because of the weakening of the strong magic that would put a crack in his slave imprint. It still looks like we need to disarm it with a positive attack method.

(I should have heard about the one who grabbed Kia...)

When I brought the meal to Kia, I was suspicious when I took the time to suck because it was in front of the meal with my family, so I thought I could talk to her later, so I gave it to her and immediately went back to the living room. But now that I think about it, I have to say that we should have talked a little more.

I still had a lot to ask, but he said he couldn't speak human language because he was a beast type, so I had to give up.

"Sorry, Kia."

"Ku ~ n......"

A sad squeal echoes from Kia's mouth. Overall, the appearance was halved, and the usual brilliance was reduced.

Too bad about Ruth, but I guess Kia is more sorry than that. Sure, it would be hard to get back to the beast type and not be able to have a conversation right away, even though I got back to the human type because of it.

(Ko, I need to encourage you to do this...)

Ruth sat down beside Kia, who lay low on the bed. And I'll give you a nice, cheerless hairy stroke.

"Kia, don't make such a dent. Because your slave prints will work hard to get them right, right? So why don't we just put up with it a little bit longer?

I heard a noise with my spispispispice and nose. I'm not spilling any tears, but it sounds like I'm crying and I'm going through my chest. I can't help it. I'm more vulnerable to children and animals than I am.

Ruth tries to cover her head and hug her and stroke her. My mood is that of a brother who comforts his weeping brother.

"Kia. It's hard not to be able to talk to you. But I really like what you look like."

"Khun?"

"Because it's true. The hairs are beautiful, the temperature was high, the eyes are like jewels, and more importantly, they're cool."

O'Cal has a face close to that of a wolf in his previous life. Although Kia is not an oculus, she has the same face because she is a sub of the oculus system. And then Kia herself has a noble and noble atmosphere. That was how cool Kia was. If they howl on a snowy mountain cliff or something, they'll forget about the cold and see it.

"When Kia woke up and saw me for the first time, I thought it was really cool. Unlike normal oculus, the aura is strong and noble.... Yeah, but I was surprised when I was playing with my jacket, which was cute."

When Ruth laughed small, Kia rocked her body. When I let go of my body because it was covered and I wondered if it was disturbing, I woke up and gazed at Ruth. And I tilt my neck with the usual sparkling glow in my purple eyes. "Really?" I thought I was asking. The gap between the noble aura and the childish modus operandi is cute again.

Ruth chuckled naturally.

"Yeah, Kia's cool. Whether human or beastly. I mean, you like me both ways. So don't get too depressed by what you look like - whoa, whoa."

As I stroked with praise, Kia stormed me as I roared with excitement. The appearance of the oculus is large in body, so it is easily tumbled away when you make an unintentional strike.

Kia presses her nose against Ruth, who flips over on her back on the bed. I got my nose rattled around my neck and my breath bored me to the tickle.

"Kia, he said it was ticklish."

"Uuuuuuuu!"

"Here, don't lick it"

"Waffles, waffles"

Kia, who seems to have totally gotten in a good mood for Ruth's words, follows her twitch as she booms her tail. I thought it was strange because Kia was subhuman because she knew she was going to look like a person just like Ruth, but didn't really care if she was licked in the face.

After playing that way for a while, Kia eventually sat down next to Ruth. You must be tired because you took a bath, you look a little sleepy.

"Shall we go to bed now?

"One."

Lay down with Kia in the futon as she slips by. In an attempt to turn off the bedlamp, Geo's book caught my eye.

(After all, have you heard back……)

I took a peek inside but didn't hear back from Geo. I wanted to let you know a little bit about what was happening in the inn, but I didn't have a pen because I thought it would be better to keep my magic warm for a while.

Turn off the light and tell Kia to rest.

After a while, I heard Kia's sleep. But Ruth has a hard time sleeping.

(Something bothers me a lot and I can't sleep...)

The fact that I am being targeted, the fact that the inn is floating, the fact that there is a killer who grabbed Kia, the herald and the two coras, the safety of my family - there are so many worries that I seem to be blinded.

(Please, I hope Wonok's "Problem Tomorrow" is a small thing)

I can't help but wonder how Wonok said it. But he hasn't seen the future himself. He just told Ruth in anticipation of what was going to happen. So I guess I can't help but put it in an ambiguous way. You must have had trouble pursuing more than that.

(Sleep properly. We need to keep our health warm……)

Ruth closed her eyes desperately while suppressing the anxiety that engulfed her.

I just suddenly woke up wondering if I had finally fallen asleep. It's supposed to be an early hour in the morning, but somehow I feel like I have to wake up and I can't sleep.

I have no choice but to wake up my body and look around, but I see no special changes. But for some reason, the strange heartbeat continues.

Kia, who slept next door, also slowly wakes up to such a look of Ruth.

"Kia, isn't that weird?

"……… uuuu"

Kia, who had her nose drawn, gives a low groan. Kia seems to have felt something strange, too.

Follow Kia down the bed trying to follow the smell. I pushed the door so I went outside, so when I held the lamp in my hand, I checked the perimeter, and then the two of us went out into the hallway.

"Ah, Kia, wait.........!

As soon as I get out of the hallway, Kia runs straight to the dining room. After him with a small voice calling, he was roaring in front of Wonok's room, not as far as the dining room, but more on the dining room side than Ruth and the others slept in.

"Is there something in Mr. Wonock's room?

"Uuuuuuu."

Kia keeps roaring at the door as she lowers her body and plumes her fangs out. Apparently, there's something definitely here.

"Mr. Wonok............ Mr. Wonok............?

Ruth knocks on the door of Wonok's room with a small voice. But no matter how many times I call, I don't hear back. When Ruth, who became anxious, grabbed the door knob thoughtfully, it turned.

(Hmm? Mr. Wonok didn't hang the key?

I thought it was weird that I was telling Ruth so harshly.

Ruth gently opens the door and peeks inside. The room with the windows blocked from the outside is quite dark, so the light on the lamp can only be seen within reach. I also thought I would turn on the lamp in the room, but I thought if I was asleep, I would wake him up and illuminate the area with a lamp in my hand.

"Mr. Wonok, are you asleep……? What, huh?

Speaking and going inside, the likes of pichari and water touch Ruth's boots. When I bent over and touched the tea with my fingertips and looked closely, it wasn't just water - it looked red.

"Huh..."

Seeing that fluid that reaches Ruth's feet as it spreads from the back of the room, something cold runs on his spine.

The lamp in my hand shook and the light danced in the room. The roar of Kia heard next door goes away. A unique rusty smell came into my nose, smelling well after the hunt.

"Ugh, Wonok, -?"

Ruth suppressed his trembling hand, stretching his arm and allowing the light of the lamp to reach ahead of the liquid.

There's...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh no..."

Before Ruth lit up with light, a man was down.

The man held the knife stabbing himself in the abdomen with his right hand, spreading his silver-threaded hair to the floor and not moving while lying sideways on top of the red liquid. He didn't look like he was breathing on his cropped face, and even looked like a threaded puppet because of it.

Well, the man's name is...

"- Mr. Wonock!

Wonok's golden eyes were losing light, as if he had become a real doll.