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

At Marianne's house, Ruth, who had successfully completed the room check, later decided to leave it to the three Daniels to go home. By the way, there was nothing strange in the room.

Until Ruth came out, there seemed to be a lot of opinions about standing and taking turns, but Marianne, the center, was able to talk properly, so she would be fine. I hope the other two keep Colt's rampage under control.

When I came back to the inn, I smelled borough stew, even though it was still early in the day. Peeping into the kitchen, my mother Celine was just scratching the pan around for a taste.

"Ruth, just great. We'll be ready soon, so bring the borough stew to Mr. Wonock."

"Okay."

They couldn't deliver it yesterday, so they want to at least give it to you earlier today.

The date and time frame for delivering the Borough Stew to Wonok is not fixed. The recipient is not too loud, so you can take it whenever you want. Still, Celine says she wants to take it as far apart as possible because she is also grateful for the house.

(Well, mother. Thank you very much, Wonok.)

I wondered what would happen when the house was half-broken in the cold weather, but it was also new to Ruth's memory that Celine was thrilled with the new kitchen.

Wonok has a difficult personality, but he doesn't have a bad reputation in the village because he doesn't make that difficult statement in front of anyone but Ruth. Except that once all the villagers saw his nature, women would no longer flock.

"Oh, Orha, are you back?

I was concerned about Olha at Orihalcon, who hasn't been here since this morning, and Ruth decided to go back to her room once.

I know it rarely breaks, but it's a special weapon with the will, so I'm still concerned about the whereabouts if I don't see it in the morning. Sometimes Olha likes it herself, but I want to take care of it because it's what Alec gave me.

"Orher? Are you home?

Ruth opened the door to the room as she spoke. I have a sense that Orha is totally treating me like a pet.

"I knew you weren't there, or..." Huh?

As expected, Orha had not returned. - But more concerned than that, it's rolling on the floor.

"…… fu, flor, doll?

It was a flor doll that Ruth should have put on the shelf when he delivered Marianne.

The doll is lying down and falling on the floor in front of the shelf. I looked around, but nothing else turned into a room.

"........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Ha..."

After taking plenty of time, Ruth deliberately says why the Flor doll is on the floor so as to calm herself down.

Even if we know that the Blau family we had Wonok rebuild is sturdier than the others, or that there is no way any wooden shelf can shake, we can only interpret it that way. Otherwise, there's no longer any reason why the flor doll is falling.

(Yeah, yeah. This is a coincidence, coincidence)

Ruth gently reaches out to the depressed Flor doll and touches her clothes as she loses her mind. I grabbed the torso and lifted it, especially when I checked to see how it was not responding.

(……… coincidence, isn't it?

While I thought I would remember, I slowly asked for the doll's expression and checked the whole thing. Glass eyes don't move, and the torso feels as hard as a crop. My hair doesn't seem to be stretched either. Not unlike when I saw it in the morning, I found it to be just “stuff”.

"Yeah, I knew it was a coincidence. Coincidence. I just happened to fall. I'm sure he was in the position that got him up, so he got unstable and fell. Yeah."

When Ruth convinces herself, she now lays the doll down and puts it on the shelf. You won't have to fall and be afraid of yourself.

"- Ruth, do you mind?

"I'm coming now"

Listening to Celine's voice, Ruth left the room behind to escape by half.

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Ruth, who was held in a pan, came straight to the borough shop next door.

It's a house that's going to collapse if a strong wind blows because people haven't lived there for a while, but this is the neighbor Wonok's residence. But don't let this look fool you.

"Mr. Wonock, you brought the borough stew, didn't you? Are you there?

Knocking lightly as usual, the door opened when I heard a patter and hanging.

It wasn't my neighbor Wonock who came out of the door - it was Addy, the boy who was looking after himself at his place. He loosened his longitudinal red eyes softly as he looked up at Ruth.

"Hi Addy, Mr. Wonock, are you there?

Addy shook his head at Ruth's question, but when he opened the door wide, he made a call. He can't speak the language, so it would be a good sign to come in.

"I'll grandpa. Is Mr. Wonock going out?

To Ruth's question, Addy shook his neck vertically, bringing a pot laying and placing it on a large table nearby. I'm going to gesture to show you to put the pot here.

Even though he was absent, he left the pan outside and was anxious for a moment that the contents would not rot, but the house was so cool as to be hot. They must be air-conditioning with magic or something. This shouldn't be a problem.

Addy makes sure Ruth puts the pan down, and now he pulls the side chair and slaps it on the seat. I'm sure you want me to stay.

"No, Addy. I..."

I tried to say no, Ruth, but Addy lowers my eyebrows with sparkling eyes, and I'm speechless.

Addy appeals to Ruth to 'stay more' every time he comes, but Ruth has a high chance of saying no because he can also feel his landlord Wonok staying in the boulder for a long time, even though he is silent. So I don't feel half guilty when you look so sad.

(Well, Mr. Wonock isn't here right now... just for a minute, okay?)

I thought it would be nice to sit down even though I don't have a landlord, but rather maybe I could stay with Addy, including what it means to leave a message only while Wonok is away. If Wonok doesn't come back much, he's pathetic, but I'll let him go on his way home.

Ruth decided to follow Addy's recommendation.

"Thanks, Addy."

The boy, who loosened his cheek after looking at the sitting ruth, hurried to the back. I'm sure he's going to make me some tea.

When I first came to this house during the cold season of Citstiadis, Adi had an atmosphere where I didn't even know what to do with serving a plate, but it looked like I was totally used to it.

(Still, the difference with the outside is as strong as ever...)

Ruth looks inside Wonok's mansion and sighs small.

Polished stone floors, green carpets laid on them. The walls around are not gorgeous but heavily constructed, finely decorated, with huge lights hanging from the ceiling that have never been seen in the village, and lamps hanging on the walls that seem to be some specials. The chair where Ruth sits is also skinned, and it seems that the legs are made of gold at the table.

Honestly, no one would be able to imagine in this looking at the exterior of Wonok's house. The size is completely different outside and inside in the first place, so you should feel as if you've even been flown into some castle cafeteria. This is all the more so because this is what opens the front door immediately.

"Thanks, Addy."

When Ruth was sighing half-hearted by the embellishments inside, Addy came back to serve me tea and sweets. The treat on the plate looked a bit distorted in shape and piecemeal in size cookies.

"Maybe Addy made it?

Addy waves her head vertically and turns her anticipation to Ruth's words. Apparently, he wants you to try it.

(Mr. Wonock, you're really letting him do it freely.)

From the first look he didn't even give him clothes, I wonder if there are a lot of tough decisions, and Wonock is surprisingly letting Addy go free. After serving as a servant, of course, but when I'm not around, he's letting me use the kitchen to cook freely, play with the Birds who live in church, and during this time, he's letting me head for excursions. Thoughts are hard to read, but somehow would be a good employer.

That's why even if Ruth thinks he's a pain in the ass, he can't hate Wonok, and this is how frequent visits to the house make him have conversations.

(Ah, surprisingly delicious)

Contrary to appearance, the treat was delicious with a slight sweetness. When Ruth honestly tells her thoughts, Addy rejoices in making her cheeks bright red.

After that, I spend almost as much time reading you a book or watching you paint. Apparently Addy enjoys being with Ruth.

After a while, Ruth's stomach complained about the time of day.

(Time for lunch. If Mr. Wonock isn't coming home like this, invite Addy to dinner with us... What?

Black Moya occurs at the edge of the dining room the moment she tries to speak to Addy in an attempt to dine at the Blau family together.

While Ruth and the others were surprised, the moya eventually changed into a human form as it increased significantly. When the shapes were made clear step by step, the dolled face and silver hair eventually appeared.

"We're home, Addy. Get me a drink, something to pinch a little more."

It was the landlord Wonok who kept his gaze off the books in his hands who gave such an order. The fog earlier must have been his specific transfer technique or something. He shouldn't have visually confirmed Addy's existence, but it seems natural to be there.

Addy tells Wonock's orders that when he gets out of the chair as he jumps up, he rushes to the back room.

(Is that how you always instruct?)

The way Wonok says it may not be right for a child, but they are not family. This is my job for Addy, so I kept my mouth shut because even if I felt subtle, it wasn't about Ruth clapping my mouth.

"Hmm? Borough Astew?... What, Ruth was here"

"Please don't notice me because of the smell of borough stew………"

Wonok sat in his chair reading the book with a difficult face, but he immediately reacted to the smell of borough stew and raised his face. So I think I finally realized Ruth's presence.

I can't believe it from this silver-threaded hair and doll-like look, but Wonok loves the borough stew made by Ruth's mother Celine, a fierce eater who eats every pot fine even during a time when Zenobian sunshine is strong. Even when the Blau family was half-baked, it was enough to say that they would not need money if they made borough stews. I guess I also had the feeling that I broke it.

Ruth took the pot to his side when he stood up. Ask the customer to check the contents because the shipping address is Wonok.

"Do you want to eat right away?

"I just want to say right away...... but I want to clean this up first. I'll eat it later."

When Wonok says so, he takes a ton of books out of his nostalgia. I could still do three things that were going to fall. That put it away, and now I did something to Ruth's pot. The pan frosts as soon as possible and the contents freeze. It's as fast as it was frozen instantly. This doesn't have to rot in the warmer months.

(Oh, I remember it right)

That's what Ruth taught Wonok a while back when he held a pot that had been three days and said it tasted weird. Even though he has a lot of knowledge, he didn't properly understand that he would rot if he left food in his room for days in the hot season because the common sense part was missing.

By the way, Wonok said eating rotten borough stew didn't break his stomach. But it seems inexcusable that the taste will change.