[Episode 21]
“Heh, I don’t want to hear it.”
“There are times when even a wizard will battle a swordsman someday. It’s good to learn just in case.”
“I don’t know! why should i learn? As many fools as that…!”
Richard Collin raised his voice.
The moment the little hand clumsily snapped its fingers, magical energy ignited.
Blazing –
A blazing fireball was created. The moment the fireball started to move, it split in two in an instant and disappeared into thin air.
Albion had a sword in his hand before he knew it.
“Magic is not done inside a building. If you do something wrong, everyone dies.”
“I don’t want to learn!”
“You must learn to not die.”
“…I’m not dying!”
“Death doesn’t come when you want it to.”
Wow, Albion really doesn’t talk much.
The idea that he had managed to run an orphanage came to mind.
‘Because this place itself will be a space of atonement for Albion.’
It was clear that he was making an effort in his own way to reduce the number of children dying helplessly.
“What does the director know?”
Richard Colin, full of rebellion, turned around. And I, who had been careless for a moment, flew in the sky.
‘Ahh!’
Iron flip.
I hurriedly put strength on my hands and stood there, but something was warm and soft.
Turning his head, he saw gleaming green eyes.
“Kwu-wook!”
A scream came out without my knowledge.
“…lizard?”
Albion reached out and grabbed me. He frowned as I struggled in his rough grip.
“Is that what Richt is raising? I have to tell you not to have pets.”
‘You’re going to kick me out like this?’
absolutely hate it!
As I struggled and shook my head, Albion hesitated.
“You look like… you can understand words.”
He let out a dejected breath, probably realizing that I was laughing even after I said it.
I quickly escaped his grip, climbed up his arm, and sat on his shoulder.
Fortunately, Albion did not stop me.
“Rich has a talent for magic. But even if they are talented wizards, young wizards are just bought and sold as slaves.”
‘Come to think of it, the setting was that Albion saved Richard Colin from being bought and sold by a slave trader, right?’
“But I don’t know. A modest goodwill to alleviate my guilt… maybe it’s out of reach.”
‘Oh right. This person had a great nap…’
Albion has a personality that goes all the way to the bottom when he gets depressed.
For example, let’s say the ground shakes slightly.
Albion worries about this, thinking, ‘Is there an earthquake?’, then it spreads to the thought of ‘Wouldn’t everyone die?’
In the end, he falls into the bizarre delusion of ‘because I walked on the ground…’ and digs a tunnel to the inner core of the underground.
When I saw Albion about to dig a hole, I hurriedly lifted my front paw and put my chin on his cheek.
Chak-
‘Don’t say that, I know how hard you worked.’
He pursed his lips vigorously, but his voice did not come out.
I had no choice but to shake my head and pat Albion on the cheek once again as if to encourage him.
“…Is this a fight against me?”
Haha, it’s not like slapping people on the cheek to soothe them!
I hurriedly withdrew my front paw and tapped on the shoulder again, and Albion’s shoulder twitched very slightly.
‘How hard I’ve been reading the novel.’
Albion worked hard.
Albion obviously had little importance in [mouth.yang.gak], but I could see how hard he lived.
Even now, he used to visit and subjugate slave traders and places that arrange human trafficking.
Not only that, but he used to rob the orphanage of the money he couldn’t earn, and give everything he had to stray children or children with nowhere else to go.
Even if it was hard mercenary work late at night, I struggled to feed the orphanage somehow.
‘Even Richard Colin likes Albion.’
Occasionally, descriptions of secretly leaving flowers on Teacher’s Day came out very intermittently.
“…We need to find Licht.”
Albion said briefly and left the orphanage.
‘It’s all good…’
Is this going for me too?
Albion ran with me on his shoulder.
It was literally as fast as a fighter jet.
I had to desperately cling to Albion by raising my missing claws to the fullest in order not to fall from the insane speed that was unbelievable even for a human being.
‘But do you know where this man Richard Colin went?’
When I slapped my shoulder in pain, Albion stopped at the top of a large tree.
“There is only a village in the direction Richt ran.”
I see.
It seems that I was looking at it surprisingly closely.
I nodded and jumped from the tree as if he had been waiting.
“From here on out, we have to find each one.”
He put me on a tree with a serious face.
“Can you find it?”
‘I’m serious?’
Am I a lizard now?
“If you find it, just smell me and come find it.”
“…”
Isn’t this hero actually going crazy because he rolled too much on the battlefield?
Or that you’ve been dealing with so many alien species that you actually don’t know anything about ordinary lizards?
But did the lizard have a good sense of smell?
Albion took me in his arms and held me close to his chest.
“Now smell it.”
“…”
I understand that you are taking it like this… Huh? I feel like I might be feeling something.
As I was sniffing, Albion let me go against the wall. Then he took out a piece of cloth and held it out to me.
“This is Richt’s smell.”
I involuntarily pierced my nose and sniffed, then stopped.
‘I… I’m not a dog…’
Is this really what it’s supposed to be?!
‘But I think I know a little bit.’
That one is more miserable.
Albion patted my head with an expression as if he had found a very good detection dog.
“If you do it wrong, you may get stepped on, so if you can, just walk around the wall.”
As he commanded, he turned around.
‘I’m not going to leave it like this, right?’
After hesitating for a moment, I finally moved my feet cautiously.
‘Because even a country like this needs it.’
So, I couldn’t help but move.
And fortunately, I was able to find Richard Collins before long.
He was sitting helplessly on a crowded park bench.
I slowly approached the child with her head down.
Tuduk.
Thick drops of water fell on the palms of Richard Colin, who spread his palms on his lap.
‘…is he really crying?’
Why are you crying all of a sudden?
“I’m sorry…BamBam.”
BamBam?
‘…me?’
why me?
“I dropped you and went and put you on the wagon…”
The eerie sound made the scales stand up.
When he climbed onto the bench and took a peek, he found a disembodied corpse in the palm of Richard Colin’s hand.
It was crushed and it was difficult to discern what shape it was.
With a shy face, I quickly climbed up Richard Colin’s body and touched his cheek.
Tears wet his cheeks and touched his palms.
Chop Chop-!
After a couple of more slaps, Richard Collin’s head turned around as if he could feel it only then.
“…A snake a snake?”
“Kwyuk.”
“BamBam!”
Richard Collin threw away what was in his hand and hugged me.
‘…suffocated.’
I just hope that Richard Collin will notice as soon as possible that my body is the size of the palm of my hand.
“I thought you were dead. I turned around and it wasn’t there… I went back to look for you, but I heard your cries.”
Could it be another lizard?
“So I saw you where the wheels of the wagon passed…”
So that’s not me.
“thank god. I haven’t studied undead magic yet.”
Wasn’t that forbidden black magic?
“I saved you, so don’t die on your own.”
I looked at Richard Collins in awe.
Richard held me in his hand, turned his head, and opened his eyes wide as if he had discovered something.
The boy stared straight ahead for a long time as if speechless.
‘what?’
I couldn’t hold back my curiosity and slowly followed him.
