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Early morning. There were no guests in the first-floor dining hall except Harto and Zed. The two sat facing each other and ate quietly. On the table were a large baguette with strawberry jam and cheese, and a steaming tomato meat stew that Zed had ordered as an extra dish. “It’s delicious…” Harto had a slightly blank look on his face. He looked much better than yesterday, but he still seemed drowsy. Even so, he ate well. He tore a large bite of the hard baguette crust and chewed it…- 210.3 K • Ongoing
- Snap. “……!” A hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed Zed’s shoulder. When he quickly turned his head, he saw an old man wearing a black eyepatch over one eye. The man raised his hand to his lips to tell him to be quiet. The old man silently pointed toward a small wooden door. He seemed to have come out from there. “…….” Zed hesitated for a moment. But as the footsteps of the holy knight came closer and closer, he finally followed the old man. “Hm? Did I hear it…
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- As night fell, Harto finished the dinner Zed had brought and went out to the terrace. The streets of Belnok, which had been crowded with people during the day, were now quiet. Only a lamplighter carrying a ladder went around lighting the street lamps, and pairs of holy knights who guarded the city walked along the road. The city at night was peaceful. It wasn’t bustling like Norbel Market, but Harto realized again that people lived here too, since candles glowed in windows scattered across distant…
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- Harto was flustered. At first, he didn’t understand what Zed meant, but then he realized it. Zed was talking about how the innkeeper had helped him up. “I, I didn’t hold on to him!” Harto shouted, his face burning red. “I just… he said he’d help, so…” They had a lot of luggage, and Zed had been carrying him on his back ever since they left the clothing shop. The stairs were steep too. Harto had plenty to explain, but when he saw Zed turning away, sadness filled him so…
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- The clerk who found Harto laughed awkwardly. “Oh. He could eat to his fill for a year, not just a day.” “A year?” Zed was startled because he never expected that answer. “Yes… but, sir, where and how did you get something like this…?” Of course, the clerk seemed more curious about the elixir’s origin than its price. Zed understood what he meant, and he spoke more calmly. “Well… as you know, elixirs are extremely rare, so if I speak honestly, not only me… but you…
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- “This one. This one. This one. And… this one.” Zed, who came to the clothing shop with Harto, pointed at the clothes he saw and picked them one by one. The shopkeeper, who saw Zed suddenly come in and start picking clothes, blinked as she stood beside Harto. “Sir, before that, can you tell me who will be wearing the clothes? Then I can help…” Thunk! As soon as the shopkeeper began to speak, Zed suddenly handed her a pouch of gold coins. The weight was heavy enough that it was hard…
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- At the outskirts of Belnok City, under the great wall, Zed walked while carrying Harto on his back. Even when he walked alone, Zed’s size was large, and since he now carried Harto too, people turned to look at them with curious eyes. Especially Harto, who had black hair and blue eyes. It was natural that people’s gazes would fall on him, dressed in a clean blouse with a ribbon. “Hey, Zed…” But Harto was more bothered by something else than by strangers’ stares. “I… I think I can…
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- The holy knight spoke in a cold voice that came from behind his silver helmet. “I will record your entry. State your name, place of origin, and purpose of visiting Belnock.” His tone was rigid, high-handed, and stripped of any softness. Harto, who had never experienced anything like this before, was frozen. Zed, who had said he would stay beside him, had already been called over by a priest, and the two were talking with serious faces. “Your name.” When there was no reply, the holy…
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- “Huh…?” When Zed couldn’t suppress the heat boiling inside him, Harto floundered in confusion, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly. “Was it a human you lived with?” “Huh? N-no… it’s not like that….” Harto only knew Ares Carseon in print. He had never met him, of course. Even the novel’s cover hadn’t had an illustration. All he knew of the protagonist’s appearance was that he was handsome, tall, and had golden hair and eyes. ‘Wait… did I ever say I lived…
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In a war, the most important thing is supplies. Li Lingfeng’s voice was unusually clear in the quiet room, “The Underground City has almost no edible resources and they rely entirely on imported nutrient solutions. If the supply of these liquids is cut off, they wouldn’t survive for more than two months.” Jian Chengxi could relate to this very well. The Underground City faced food shortages, and the imported nutrient solutions were outrageously expensive. He had lived there for half a year…- 853.5 K • Completed
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