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

There was an abnormality when I returned to the inn.

"It struck me at first sight. Will you come to my village?"

On the ground floor of the inn, in an empty daytime dining room and lobby, a man who was not a resident of the village was holding the hand of his mother Celine and dictating.

The man was taller than Ruth, his skin was brown, and he could see that it was for lightweight clothing like an emphasis on ease of movement or a firm physique. From behind, the hair is black, and the wavy waves hang lightly, although they are put together. And the ears peering through the gaps in his hair were stretched long beside him as if to prove he was not human. It's called an elf ear.

"Oh..."

Ruth was observing a man he'd never seen, but I saw Celine dye her cheeks slightly, which she was supposed to be used to the bullshit of the guests in this hand. Rossa's crying face floated in her head and rushed to the two of them.

"Oh, customer, I'm in trouble! My mother looks young, but she's the mother who had two children! By the way, my brother got married the other day and went into another house."

Saying so, interrupting them, the man with his back to Ruth turned around.

(Whoa……………)

Ruth, who saw the man, also felt like she figured out why Celine dyed her cheeks when she was supposed to be in love with Rossa.

I was familiar with Alec, Maxim, Kia, Wonok, and his beauty, but he's still a little surprising at the same level of manhood. Either by Maxim, but he has a noble atmosphere either because he leads the Knights. This man is the other way around.

The wavy brunette looked good on her brown skin, her powerful red eyes, and her eyebrows had a thick, deep moat face. And a wild aura drifting from the whole body. Rossa and Clark also feel like they have a wild taste like bears, but this one has an atmosphere with some sharp fangs such as Sabertiger and Leopard.

"Are you...?

When the man looked at Ruth, he gently took his hands off Celine. He then turns to Ruth, looking back at his body and turning his gaze towards him.

Ruth managed to fix it with a smile on his face, although he was a little surprised by the sharp glance of the carnivore staring at his prey as he dripped his saliva.

"I'm a child of this house. I'm sorry, but please don't take my mother to another village. Because my father will cry."

Ruth emphasizes the word "mother/father”. Travelers are rarely involved in Celine. I just don't deal with Celine because she's basically used to that, and she smiles and flirts with me, but it was obvious from what I saw earlier that she didn't seem to be doing as usual.

(Well, surely if this is the only man...)

If they hold hands and dictate in a straight ball, it would be natural to be able to wolf. When it comes to faces alone, it's because in Rossa you can't even stand on the same mound.

"The customer is from the village of Micana."

"……… Oh, yeah"

"Is it Mr. Gordon or Mr. Yuan?

"It's Yuan."

After all, the man was not from Hashi village. And he wasn't a traveler or an adventurer, he was a resident of the village of Micana and he was Yuan Herry.

At the same time Ruth was a little relieved to hear Yuan's words. If Gerald is the villager he brought, he's less likely to have troublesome events in Hashi Village, where he's going to be taken care of. Even if I really fell in love with Celine at first sight, she would give up.

(Even so, genes are strange......)

In other words, when Dwarf and Elf become husband and wife and have children, such a man is born. Exactly as a result of the two good races, he just looks at me. This also convinces me of the story that the village of Micana is usually heavily guarded. I felt like Gerald had no choice but to brag about his own children.

But when Ruth thought of that, Yuan had at some point been shrinking the distance. The man standing in front of me looks down and takes a step back. Not long ago Fritz looked down on me the same way, but the force was out of step.

"... you, where did you get my name?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just met Mr. Gerald from the village of Micana at the house of our village chief. So I was told you two were coming to our inn."

"Our village chief……………."

"Yes. That's right.... Ah, that's right mother. Dad told me to see if I could get about eight people to stay today."

"Well, you are. Maybe it's okay. But we have to hurry and clean the room."

As Ruth conveyed Rossa's words, Celine headed to the room with her room keys. I left about three people today, so I guess the cleaning is still there.

"Oh, and... Mr. Yuan. Mr. Gerald told both of you to come to the village chief's house."

"Is that so?"

The suspicions about knowing the name should have been cleared, but passing on Gerald's words did not change Yuan's behavior. On the contrary, he still looks like he said something and stares at Ruth. So much so that I'm a little afraid of the glare.

Ruth is also accustomed to some intimidation because he often deals with demons and animals, but he has never been looked at like this unilaterally by people, so his smile just caught me.

(And close…………)

Even if Ruth falls back, somehow Yuan tries to pack it in between, so it's on the wall. We are approaching the first person we meet, completely ignoring the personal area. To be honest, Ruth also wants to escape to clean, but Yuan has been looking at it so hard to ignore it and move.

"Ah, that Mr. Yuan. Mr. Gerald."

"You said you were a kid in this house, right? What's your name? How old will it be?

"Huh? Oh, excuse me. I say Ruth Blau. Nineteen. … I'm almost twenty."

Yuan asked me my name and age and I remembered it was Ruth's birthday in less than a week when I thought about it again. Six months will have passed since Alec left the village. I flew my thoughts for a moment to the day after tomorrow, saying it was early.

"……… four different things from me."

Even while Ruth was slightly escaping reality, Yuan had been squealing about that and packing his distance. And as soon as Ruth's back wore on the wall and realized he had lost his escape altogether, he moved his hand niggling and laughing.

Ruth's right hand floated into space at will for some reason, and I saw a man's white teeth, and I felt something glittering flying around him.

"Ruth. Come to my village and be my wife."

- In a way, up to this point, it was within our expectations.

Of course, I wasn't complacent, but I can predict enough that Yuan, who seemed to want a glimpse of Celine, would say the same thing when he met a child who is said to look just like him when he was younger, and Ruth, who seems unmarried. Ruth also has some experience of being mistaken for a woman and dictated to a person who is coming to the inn, so she knew how to clean up this place in these cases.

But before I could calmly try to make a decision, I was overlaid with words that were destructive enough to make me forget that dialogue.

"- And let me break your hymen with my penis."

"-... is!?

"Mine seems to be a little bigger than standard, but don't worry, your vagina will be carefully untied with your tongue and fingertips. I want you to insert my penis into your wet and soft vagina and let the semen pour into you as it overflows. Let me lick and suck my discreet and beautiful breasts too. I also want to suck that shape of ass if I can. And if you have sex every day and wear it someday, you can have my baby."

……

The words of a man with a satisfactory grin - were the contents of a dong pull. To such an extent that even Ruth, who is proud not to be upset by some things, became true-faced by so many shocks.

(... I'm not joking about this...)

As affirming Ruth's thoughts, Yuan's face was serious in itself. Of course it's not funny content with jokes, but it's still so bad that you want to suspect it. Besides, for being too much of a man with a face full of wild flavors, the destructive power of the obscene words that accompany it is intense, and it really ruins everything.

I'm a man myself, and I don't have the purity to be shy of words to this extent, but I just know it's not what I'm saying to the woman I'm about to dictate to for the first time (who I think).

I can't complain about being beaten up for sexual harassment if it was in my previous life. If it's bad, it'll be at the level of reporting. I sincerely hope Ruth didn't have to let Celine hear it either.

(and a good smile)

Even more problematic was that Ruth was pulling but Yuan hadn't noticed at all. To see a confident smile, I guess he doesn't even think his remarks are bad for dust. I mean, for Yuan, that's a real dictation.

(What an unfortunate man......)

That much I could imagine why Yuan called Ruth's mother.

As Gerald boasts, there must be a lot of beautiful men and women in the village of Micana. And considering Yuan's first manhood, he would be out of the group among them. Normally, I must have no choice but to be hot, and I don't think I need to bother to speak up to women in other villages.

But for some reason Yuan went out of his way to speak to a woman in Hashi village.

From that, it could be deduced - whether Yuan liked women in the village enough, or whether she decided to speak to women in the village of Hashi because she was eating total skan by saying the same thing to women in the village of Mikana. From that word and deed, the latter is quite likely.

(Woman to total skan, not dealt with, can't read the air...... Ugh, chest......)

Ruth's chest ached when she imagined Yuan in the village of Mikana. Besides, I just had a self-reflection a few hours ago, so it was even more unfortunate. Somehow I don't think it's any other HR.

(Doing what? No, it's natural to say no. Should I tell you, 'You shouldn't say that'? No, but isn't that an extra favor? It's possible I didn't hit my imagination..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I seem younger...... hmmm......)

In the end, however, the situation did not change that I was unable to respond to. I don't think he has any other human resources, but there is no way that the son of an innkeeper possesses enough technical skills to return to such dialogue.

But he noticed Yuan's gaze waiting for a reply, and his face caught on.

- The Savior appeared on such occasions as this.

"Yuan, why don't you stop complaining! See, that kid's not pulling too!

Something flies from the entrance with those words. I grabbed something that Yuan flew in response to. That was a hand axe. To the appearance of a real axe, not a toy, of course, Ruth saw the entrance, the one who flew in.

There was a tall man standing there.

(Hmm!? Oh, that?

But Ruth lost his word again, putting the figure in his sight. I have lost my word today.

"Don't interrupt. I'm seriously dictating the person who got an erection at first sight right now."

"That's why I'm telling you to stop that line!

"This sucking skin that makes me want to leave marks, the discreet breasts that protrude prominently, the tiny buttocks that make me want to rub my penis, the thin hips that seem tight inside, would be great!?

"It would be great... and, uh - even if you think about it, it's something you don't talk about! You really don't have any derecassies or anything with that face, do you? That's why my village daughter hates me like a kezizizi! Get those hands off me for a second!

After all, Yuan was hated by village women. And like Kezizizi, it's terrible again. By the way, Kezizizi is a G-ranked, completely harmless demon who still looks like a colored caterpillar. Yet many women hate it enough to scream and escape.

Ruth looks up to the person who paid Yuan's hand and strongly drew him toward her. The opponent put his hand on his shoulder to make such a sincere effort.

"Are you okay? Yuan's a man who doesn't ramble, but he's said a lot of weird things, hasn't he? I'm sorry, I'm also saying the eagle to fix it, but that kid is very honest in a way and he's true to his desires... he can't fix it at all anyway. I don't mind forgetting that line right away, do I?

The atmosphere of a gentle voice is the lovely older woman herself on whom to rely.

- But the appearance, on the dark short hair with a strong habit, a noticeable nose with neat but dripping eyes and a crying black child, a short and clean jawbeard was set to a fashionable feel, the ears were as short as Gerald's, the height and physique were about the same as Yuan's, but the color was white, the atmosphere was soft and somewhere reassuring - he was a man.

"I heard the story, but did the eagle father, Gerald, tell you to come to the village chief's house here?

Low voice, jaw, throat buddha, physique - all I see is a man, but only a woman seems to speak softly. If I only saw the words, I would definitely have thought they were women. Of course, my voice is much lower, so I can tell right away that I'm a man.

Ruth is a man with a smile that people like while wondering how to cope (woman?).

"Yes, it is.... Uh, so, what are you... Mr. Gorath?

"…… I don't like that name. Call me Karen for the eagle."

The words were soft but I felt a clear rejection when it came to the name. I immediately realized that this was a pattern that I should never call my real name.

(Uh, I mean, this human being is, like, in a previous life, onee, I guess...)

I turned the page desperately after opening a previous rhetoric that was usually puzzling. I haven't seen anything in the village, but apparently the body with a woman in its heart is a man's race.

If you're looking good, if Yuan is a man who would fall in love with ten people, Gorus, Totoro Karen, was a man with five good impressions. But the soft tone goes with the person's atmosphere, and I don't find it surprisingly uncomfortable. Ruth had never met Mr. Neye either, but he didn't even feel particularly weird. Rather, for what Yuan was terrible, I'm too impressed.

But Karen leaned her neck as she looked at Ruth.

"Oh... could you... not be a girl, not a man?

"Huh!? Oh, yeah, I'm like my mother, but I'm a real man! Does Karen know just by looking at it!?

Ruth was a little moved because he had never been corrected by the first person to make a mistake so far. Karen gave such a look of surprise to Ruth, but quickly switched to a soft grin and nodded slowly.

"Yeah, I can see that. 'Cause shoulder tension, arm muscles, voices aren't even men themselves. No, I'm sorry, Yuan, you're only interested in girls, but you're in too much of a hurry to finally distinguish between men and women."

"No, that's fine because I'm used to it. I can't believe you noticed without saying anything more than that...... hey, I'm a little happy. Karen has amazing insight!

"Heh heh, I still see a man with polished eyes, naturally."

When Karen confidently told him, he heard Gatan and something fall behind him.

"-No, no, no, no! My ideals. Uh-oh! Careful milk. Aah!

There was a wildly flavored man who collapsed from his knees and slapped his fist on the floor.

On the side Karen told me in a frightened voice, "I especially like little breasts and buttocks called Yuan."