CHAPTERS
Without thinking, Silver turned his head toward Black Weasel. The unexpected turn of events brought bewilderment rather than relief. Was that Bingapsu bastard still drunk? As Wolf shouldered the bag, Black Weasel slung his axe over one shoulder. They climbed the mountain path. Silver and Black Weasel were both impatient by nature, but this time they walked quietly without any mischief. The problematic cave wall was easy for Silver and Black Weasel, but in reality, even a top-tier warrior would…- 124.7 K • Ongoing
- Wolf's expression changed. Wolf trailed off before closing his mouth. Seeing that, Silver's head went blank. No way, but maybe… Bingapsu was right after all. The two boys stared at each other without saying a word. Silver clenched his fists. Amber eyes stared unwaveringly at him. Blond hair shining under the sunlight. Well-defined eyebrows……. It was a face like a wooden sword stuck in a bloodstained scabbard. The face of an immature boy and a dangerous warrior layered…
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- The stench, like that of rotting corpses littering the field, made him feel sick. That night came back to him after so long. Fire licking at the window frame. His mother lying face-down on the floor. A huge man approaching while holding an axe dripping with blood. ‘You. Are you this woman’s child?’ ‎ ‎ Wolf couldn't speak. He stared at Silver without blinking for a long moment before saying, Silver turned away. *** "Hey. Face me." Silver waved at…
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- A cloud cast shadows over the mountains and river. The river water reflected the ash-gray sky, the great mountain, and the ferry boat as clearly as a well-polished mirror. It was a warm day for winter. Silver yawned as he rowed. Across the way, Wolf and Red Eagle were chattering. Silver looked up at the sky. Judging by the sun's position, it would be dusk soon. "Haaaaam." Silver yawned again and frowned. For some reason, ever since waking up, the taste of blood lingered in his…
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- A sturdy, muscular man walked in accompanied by a cold wind. His face, crisscrossed with scars like a spiderweb, appeared to be about the same age as Black Weasel, and coincidentally, he was dressed in a wolf pelt. In his rough hands was an axe, stained with dark red blood in places. Silver recognized him at first glance. He was the chief of the warriors causing a ruckus in the tavern. The man scanned the room, a thick vein pulsing prominently in his temple. "You fools!" His loud voice echoed. The…
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- The sudden praise made his cheeks blush. Unbeknownst to him, his hand fiddled with the hem of his robe, but he shrugged his shoulders as if nothing was wrong and quickly walked away. Laughter echoed from behind. The inn came into view nearby. From afar, riffraffs were already causing a ruckus, grabbing visitors in broad daylight. As one visitor fell to a thug's hammer, a brawl erupted in an instant. Silver entered the inn and said. Wolf, who had been shaking his left…
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- Silver slapped Wolf on the head. After placing the offering on the altar, Silver and Wolf swept the area with the birch broom. They gathered the feathers and bones together and sprinkled soil over the bloodstains. Wolf would be horrified if he knew, but this wasn't cleaning. It was a ritual to appease the vengeful spirit of the sacrificial victim who had died in agony. After finishing the ritual, they broke off a birch branch and set it alight. The Stolls believed the smoke rising from birch…
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- Silver didn't ask any more questions and simply looked away. The moment the ever present smile vanished from Wolf's lips, his face became similar to that of Black Weasel. Not long ago, Wolf had marveled at Black Weasel, asking, "Is he considered handsome here" It was like the pot calling the kettle black. That bastard… his face is ordinary except for his eye color… Yet he charmed Silver and Black Weasel with his 'face'. So then, the evil spirit clinging to Wolf must be… a Glamaug? Glamaug…
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- "Your Highness, please calm down. You're too agitated." "Wolf! Please trust me! I've got a good intuition! The night before I died, I had a nightmare and my heart was pounding. It still does! I feel like something terrible is about to happen!" Red Eagle screamed as if he were possessed. Overwhelmed by the intensity, Wolf took a step back. Stop it, damn it. You're scaring me too… Red Eagle pointed at the skeleton. "Look, Wolf. It looks like it could throw even innocent people into a lava pit.…
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- He just hoped his guess was correct. He hoped the "something" they were hiding was hopeful. For example, that this nightmare was actually a hallucination caused by the innkeeper accidentally mixing a large amount of powdered drugs into the meal. Unlike the prince and his servant, who firmly believed they were in hell, Black Weasel and Silver, who usually took drugs, quickly grasped the situation and were actually enjoying it. It was far too vivid to be just a hallucination… Wolf suppressed his…
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