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

As he sat in his usual place capturing the sunset outside the window to the edge of his sight, he found the brunette young man looking dissatisfied. With his blue eyes, he puts a large pot with a season that doesn't look familiar to him on the table.

"Mr. Wonok, if you've been home long enough, please speak for yourself. Addy came with a bright blue face, and I thought," What's wrong? "

Wonok, the lord of the room, whines carelessly only his voice without changing his dolled face on his silver hair.

"You think I'm going out of my way? Message is his job."

"That may be so……. We don't know Mr. Wonock is home this early, so there's no way he can bring a borough stew. And I can't believe I'm just waiting..."

Wonok, who had left the village before the Spirit Festival, had already returned while the villagers were suffering from hangovers. But Addy, the boy who helped me use it on errands, hadn't come back yet, so I didn't turn the greeting into a Blau family. As a result, Borough Stew deliveries never arrived, and I sat in my usual place hungry for a few days. Wonok doesn't have to eat for a while to die, because it's a pain in the ass to move on your own.

There Addy came home today in silence. It was a few hours ago that he noticed Wonok already in the room, turning bright blue and popping up. Now he was back with Ruth, the innkeeper's son with a pot that smelled good.

Addy gave Wonok a spoon with a rattle and trembling. It may have been a rather irritating look, though I hadn't noticed. However, Addy frightened me and I don't care about Wonok at all.

"Thanks for letting me know, Addy. You don't have to serve my tea, so come and take a bath at our inn. It's so dirty, isn't it?

……

Ruth with a soft smile. Addy reacted happily, but immediately remembered Wonok's presence and turned her gaze to ask.

You seem to want to take a bath as recommended, but you must have remembered that you can't move on your own without the judgment of your husband, Wonok. He can't speak the language, so this is how he complains with his gaze.

When Wonok waved his hand in such a way as to chase him away 'on his own', he lowered his head with a pepper.

"Good for you. If you go to your mother first, you'll be able to get some clothes out, so why don't you come by?

……

Addy shook her head happily many times. Keep trying to touch Ruth's hand. I guess I tried to say thank you, which I can't always tell you in passing.

"Huh..."

But only for a moment did Ruth make a strange move to familiarize himself with Addy's behavior.

Ruth immediately looks like 'Shit' and shakes his head and grabs Addy's hand.

Addy didn't even notice the motion Wonok saw at a rate that seemed like a potato worm moving, which is the usual look.

"Yeah. Fine, never mind. Here, go away."

Waving by Ruth, Addy turned to the inn with a Nico grin. It will be a while before I come back.

"... ha, you shouldn't worry about that guy's words. Me."

Ruth quickly changed her expression and looked back at Wonok as she leaked a grunt like she was falling into self-loathing.

"I was still a little more doozy at Inn, so I only made about three meals. I'll bring it again tomorrow, so today..."

"Did you care about him (Addy)?

"Huh?"

"Did you feel anything strange?

To Wonock's question, Ruth looked in a hurry and shook her head left and right.

"No. It's not Addy's fault. It's a matter of my feelings...... oh, I don't know what to do ~. No, no, no!

Once again Ruth becomes a self-loathing expression. Its face also has its original atmosphere, and it feels as delicate as if it is heartbroken by trampled and vandalized flowers. But in fact, I was alone in saying, 'To not care, interact more actively with everyone! Let's have a BBQ party or something!' And so on and so on.

Wonok, looking at him like that, put his thoughts through only a few questions.

(Did Ruth feel nothing……)

The moment I saw Addy back, the discomfort Wonok felt. I was concerned that the boy, who usually came in out of breath, had a dark look on his face. Consider the possibility that the journey was fatigued. But adding to that, things were strange.

(Is it time for the collapse of thoughts to begin......?

Addy is supposed to be the demonic boy Wonock picked up, but it's actually the result of the mastermind of the incident that struck the Blau family during the snow season.

Based on what he did at the time, Wonock believes that Addy was a well-armed assassin before. But for some reason, he melted, was chopped up by the brave, and lost his thought and became just a life form. It was Addy who picked it up and blended it with his magic into a human form.

Ruth, the named parent, doesn't know about it, but if he sees what he sees, he'll know immediately that it's a precarious life created at the hands of people. Gio and the others are couches who know and look like they know nothing. That man looks like a saint and he's a liar. No. Maybe he doesn't feel like he's lying.

The body made is susceptible to depletion of vitality and is often basically short-lived. It is only natural that life cannot be made that easy. Some broke that law a long time ago, except that one. I can't make perfect life without being the Creator as well.

The same goes for Addy.

Sometimes that body was about to collapse, and I knew it wouldn't last long even if Wonok applied his hand. Still, he was safe for over six months, so it's more like a miracle. I guess that body is starting to collapse. It must collapse without that.

(Thought I'd get tired of it, but I've been involved with Ruth for six months "too." I put it down... if I suddenly say "dead," it could be a hassle)

Even though he's not his own brother, Ruth is fine with moving on like this. He is originally sweet for little children. Even if I told him I was an assassin who was originally trying to kill himself, I don't think I can keep dead Addy flat in front of me.

(I don't mind Ruth crying... but it's troublesome when that troublesome brave guy flies in)

Wonok "doesn't care at all if Ruth cries," but he showed himself more than anyone else, and he didn't want to deal with Alec, the brave man who would rip the space apart for him. Wonok made me cry, I don't know, he must be coming towards me with the intention of killing me.

(Hmm... that guy is here...)

Wonok felt a sign as he listened to Ruth.

"What, what!?

The center of the room begins to shed light like the morning sun.

Ruth is surprised, but Wonok put the spoon he had on the plate in a loose motion. The visit is not surprising because I anticipated it.

"... It's been a long time. Wonok...... and Mr. Ruth too"

"Ah, Ed's father...... Mr. Spirit King!?

Appearing out of the light was a man/spirit king who had such a glorious atmosphere that it seemed excessive.

The Spirit King smiles at Ruth, not Wonok, with a face he doesn't even know well if it's a man or a woman. Ruth had either no heart or a glittering gaze.

"Thank you, Mr. Ruth, for the other day. I'm really sorry about this."

"Huh? Ah, yes."

"Thanks to you, Edvardo is trying and enjoying a lot of things in the city right now. All thanks to Mr. Ruth."

"Oh, no, Ed just tried. But Ed, you can now enjoy life in the city, right? Good."

"Yes, I have left a letter from my son, so please read it later"

The Spirit King gives Ruth a watery envelope. Once received, the illustration that was depicted on the surface of the envelope changed, and Ruth raised an exclamation.

"This is nice. Thank you very much. I'll read it later and write you back."

"Do that for him. Because my son will be very pleased. And then... I thought I'd give you this too."

The Spirit King, out of nowhere, took out a pack of treats that were sold in the city of the Spirit Clan. As far as Wonok knows, I'm pretty fancy. The treats full of boxes are colorfully made and you can enjoy just looking at them. Ruth was a little frightened, but the face she received seemed very happy.

Wonok looked silently at the two of them interacting with each other smiling so much. But I feel signs that it's still going on, and I sigh heavily. Honestly, I can't help but be in the same place as this guy.

"Hey, you. How long have you been talking to Ruth? Didn't I have an errand?

"Oh, I was. Ha ha, I completely forgot you existed."

"Oh, you did. I'm sorry, I'm free."

Ruth looks hazy and starts cleaning up in a hurry. When I opened the door, I looked back and said to Wonok, 'You don't have to wash the pan badly!' And he said to the Spirit King, 'It's good to talk to you. Thanks for Ed's letter and sweets too. Now if you'll excuse me,' he left with a contrasting attitude.

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As soon as Ruth leaves, the cool air begins to flow. The light that the Spirit King wraps around is gone. The audience has left, so it seems to have changed as if they stopped performing.

"Hung, it's like a little play. The Spirit King is still good on the outside."

"No. Don't say it like I'm pretending. The Spirit King (I) will never be the same again."

Wonok, with a slightly grumpy face, throws a plate that was on the table at an invisible speed. The Spirit King played the plate with one hand. My hand was gripped with a seasoned xel that didn't fit the man's vibe.

"Isn't it dangerous, Wonok? Your hand must have slipped, but be careful. It's still too early to get busy, isn't it?

"Stop that disgusting talk, bug spit runs. - Yeremias."

Once Wonok gave the name of the Spirit King, the edge of his mouth rose high, and a warm, relaxed smile turned him into a fool.

At the same time, the body of the "Spirit King” begins to change so as to break the beautiful packaging.

Clear green silver hair for green dark hair. Eyes with a strange glow unlike humans hide with a bossy forehead. In a beautiful mouth, wrap a barren beard around it. The glowing white garment turned into something akin to a loess kimono.

There stood a man who looked the exact opposite of his earlier shining figure - a strange man, Jeremias, who came to the Blau family inn and helped Ruth and the others rescue him.

Jeremias gave a familiar niggling look.

"Ha ha, nice. Your disgusting face. It's great. But if you don't like the Spirit King (me), you should have scattered it in front of Ruth. Come on. Nothing. I wouldn't have mind if my son hadn't even found out, would I?

"I don't need to bother to teach Ruth how bad the Spirit King (you) are."

"Ah, that's the way it is. Sure, it'd be more fun if Ruth didn't find out. It seems a little impressive to be King of the Spirit."

Jeremias was convinced that one person seemed to enjoy himself.

"You always look like you're having fun."

"Yeah, don't joke about it! There's no way you can have fun with a tough Spirit King! I'd like to quit if I could, but that's not how it works!

Jeremias seems to be seriously dissatisfied with being the Spirit King. With his nose roughed, he sat tight in the side chair, fluttering as he did.

"A king, if you don't be nice on the outside, will also be involved in the majesty of the country. So you have to get in shape and fly around a lot to make a show of it. It's a classy way to talk, it's a pain in the ass, it's mandatory to report everywhere you go, it's a real pain in the ass already. I can't wait to see the geo moving on. Someone who escaped the king's throne won't know."

"I don't even want to know. So I came down."

Without worrying about Wonok's grumpy voice, Jeremias continues to gut. The figure is very different from that of a drunken back to work father.

Jeremias - This bent man of character is a king who makes a different appearance from his former and binds the Spirit to the Spirit Clan. Not many people know that.

He said it was to avoid confusion between the public and private sectors, but it was actually to do whatever he wanted with his original appearance. For the more glorious the figure of being a king is to others, the fewer people will know and pay attention to the original figure, and no matter what they do, no one will say anything to them as long as the Shadow Man stands.

This man is not seriously the only type who can do this to a king. But at the same time, it is difficult for spirits and spiritual tribes to bind together without the disastrous tears of this man. That is also why there has always been no change of kings. There are also very many followers like the upper spirits Kannagra who become brave.