Episode 40 Time to go to the Holy Land (3)
I looked at the cold feeling in my left hand, and there was a white mark that hadn’t existed before.
Sometimes it looks like the letter M, and sometimes it looks like a bow with a string drawn on it.
I couldn’t see it well because my skin was so white.
Ray looked at it curiously and said.
“what’s this?”
“grow.”
“…huh?”
A bad feeling came over him.
In a book I read before, it was described that humans make this type of contract to enslave elves. But the opposite is true! Did the elves make a contract to catch humans?
Could it be that it was a strange verbal contract or that he was captured as a slave?
After all, I didn’t believe in house trespassers!
It was funny to see him slowly withdrawing his hand and looking at it, so Aira let go of his hand and covered his mouth and laughed.
“Ahaha. don’t be so afraid It’s just steamed.”
“Jjim, what a jjim! What a present this is!”
“Isn’t that what you gave me as a gift? Where else can you find a gift like this?”
Saying that, I grabbed the engraved mark with both hands.
A cold feeling covered his hands again.
she said with a grin.
“Have a good trip.”
Even though she only smiled slightly, she was dazzlingly pretty.
Will such a beautiful smile ever exist in the world?
Ray also laughed as if he was fed up.
“I will be back.”
* * *
As I slowly walked out of the elven village, I saw Iriel standing there with a smile like the first time I met him.
Seeing that the corner of her mouth was wide open, it must have been so good to go to Seongguk.
“Is it good?”
“The servant of God goes back to his master, and of course it’s good.”
But there was not the slightest hint of religiousness in her words.
It must have been difficult to stay home for three days.
She said.
“First, we head to the royal capital. From there, I will join the party of the Holy Land and leave for the Holy Land.”
Those words made me feel like I was really leaving.
Ray took another look at the elven village.
It was only a few months, but there were many things, so I definitely heard the affection.
It was lonely to think that I would not be able to see this beautiful forest for a few years.
Iriel smiled a little as he looked at it.
“Are you sorry?”
“huh. But I will come again… And the ‘conditions’ I said will be valid, right?”
“I need to discuss the first condition a bit… but I think the rest will be fine.”
Without answering her words, I straightened my backpack and put it on.
There was a long way to go.
Even the royal road doesn’t know how long it will take.
I had to walk diligently.
* * *
Upon arriving at Billo Village, Ray took out a map.
If you follow the main road that goes beyond the mountain, you will arrive at the royal capital.
It was a distance of three days by simple calculation.
If you use mana to go fast, you can go there in a day, but that’s it.
He was warming up with the intention of running all day, but contrary to his expectations, Iriel bought a horse from the stable.
“You were thinking of running?”
“It’s faster to run.”
“oh my god. Even with my holy power, it’s quite dangerous. Of course, it is impossible with your mana, which has not received divine power yet.”
He shook his head and told him to stop doing things that were too much.
It was something that Ray, who had lived without mana limitations, could do.
There is a limit to the amount of mana anyone can draw and use, even Aira.
However, it was a word that did not work for Ray.
Just as there was no end to the mana in the atmosphere, there was no limit to Ray’s mana that drew it.
From his point of view, of course, running is faster.
After all, she bought the horse with her own money, so it wouldn’t be a hard run anyway.
As Iriel skillfully mounted the horse, Ray also rode behind her.
“I only bought one horse because I need to prepare funds for an unexpected situation.”
“I don’t know how to ride a horse anyway.”
It is something that has never been seen in modern times.
I was a little excited to ride it now.
When she tapped the horse’s rump, the horse began to gallop and accelerate.
The impression of the horse I rode for the first time was ‘It’s fun.’
It was definitely more pulsating than riding a car. Seeing that I am riding an animal, I feel fresher than riding other things.
If there was one advantage, there were also disadvantages.
It didn’t burn much, but my butt screamed.
The throbbing as if a rat were flying and the hip that flopped every time the horse ran was literally pain itself.
I had to use mana to overcome the pain.
Iriel listened to the muttering behind him.
“Heal… Heal… Heal…”
“…you can do magic…”
No surprise now. After all, he was the protagonist who was destroying all the saints of common sense she knew.
I didn’t know what made him use magic, but it was a dark voice that I didn’t want to talk to, so I turned off my mind.
The saint she saw was eccentric enough.
I didn’t know what he was doing behind the scenes, but if it was what the saint was doing, I could understand.
* * *
“Let’s sleep here for today.”
I nodded at her words.
Half a day had passed since I rode the horse.
Since he hadn’t left early in the Elf Village, he had to prepare for homelessness.
After tying the rope to the stake and releasing the horse, she skillfully started pitching the tent.
Ray watched it and prepared to make food.
I picked up dry twigs and a small piece of wood and set it on fire.
“Fire.”
Iriel
admired a little as he watched the fire burn in an instant.
“To activate magic with only a starter word… That’s amazing compared to people in your age group, right? 2nd circle master?”
It’s been a long time since I heard a compliment.
Praise makes even whales dance. As a human, Ray was three times as excited.
Taking out a small iron pot and dry meat from the travel bag his mother had packed, he shouted a starter word into the pot.
“Water.”
It couldn’t have been omnipotent.
Iriel, realizing the importance of water with a shudder while sleeping in the elven village, stopped pitching the tent and even clapped his hands.
While the pot full of water was boiling, Ray brought a piece of grass with intact roots from where he had gathered and chopped it up with his mana-wrapped fingers.
She was taken aback by the sight.
It wasn’t that he admired the mana wrapped around Ray’s fingers.
He was surprised to see a piece of grass that had been badly burned once.
Didn’t it look just like the grass that the elves shook their heads saying they wouldn’t eat! It should dry quickly. The saint must have been a madman who fanatically liked bitter tastes!
Iriel hurriedly shouted at the thought that dominated his mind.
“You can’t put that in!”
Tuduk-tuk-
Ray, who was chopping up the roots, looked at her and said, looking desperate.
“why? It’s delicious.”
“That’s how… bitter… it’s delicious…”
His prediction was correct.
The saint is a pervert who likes a bitter taste that even animals would not eat.
Iriel sat down stunned.
It was all over now.
At most, dinner with meat turned into garbage.
I will never eat that.
Ray looked at him and raised his roots.
“Originally, this grass eats the roots. Of course, there are more nutrients in the leaves, but they are too bitter to eat.”
At that, Iriel’s expression took on a bright color, then immediately turned reddish-purple.
“That… why now…”
A devilish
smile could be seen from the saint.
he said, pretending to be very surprised.
“Ah, did you eat the leaves? Ugh. You should have eaten the root.”
“….”
Surely he eats the ‘leaves’. didn’t say
But who would think of eating the root when you just point your finger at an edible grass and say, ‘This is edible’.
That too, in front of the elves watching.
Watching him stir the pot skillfully, a small vein stood on Iriel’s forehead.
‘Let’s see…’
Her simmering anger was erased by the savory smell tickling her nose.
Dried meat and water What is this scent that you can feel even though it is just cut grass roots whose name is unknown?
They say it’s because they haven’t eaten for three days, but isn’t this an amazing scent!
Ray took a wooden bowl out of his bag and held it up.
Even at first glance, it didn’t look like a wooden bowl.
Ray handed one of them to Iriel.
“From now on, this is yours. If you lose it, find it yourself or make it yourself.”
She lightly touched the bowl.
Crunchy –
Can a wooden bowl make this kind of sound?
Iriel said with a doubt.
“This bowl… where did you get it?”
It was the work of an artisan. No matter how I planed it, not a single splinter flew.
Then came an unexpected answer.
“I made it?”
“yes? Are you kidding?”
“Are you kidding me with a bowl?”
“…”
No way… Really?
She touched the bowl again.
It is said that it was made by cutting, so the age of the saint is only 15 years old.
This skill was the skill of a craftsman who carved only wooden bowls for decades.
It was natural to be unbelievable.
‘no way. How can you cut this at that age? I’m not a sword master who has reached the pinnacle of detail.’
Iriel dismissed Ray’s words as a serious joke.
But she won’t know. That said, the time Ray used to shave it was about five minutes.
Ray nodded as he stirred the pot.
“This should be enough.”
As soon as I took the bowl from Iriel and scooped out a large bowl of porridge, the fragrant smell took over the surroundings.
Iriel, who received it with an ecstatic expression, ate it like drinking porridge.
It didn’t take long to finish eating it.
After a few deep breaths, Iriel emptied the bowl.
“One more bowl, please!”
“Doesn’t Seongguk serve food?”
When the porridge was handed out with the gaze of starving puppies, Iriel was unable to answer as he ate it.
At that, Ray clicked his tongue.
“Tsk tsk.”
Iriel seemed to be crying tears of sorrow again. However, it didn’t flow down my cheeks as if my mind had been trained for the past few days.
Is this the power of trials? It was truly an astonishing achievement.
Having finished their meal while talking about so many things, they quickly went to sleep.
Because tomorrow also has a long way to go.
* * *
The dispatched battalion waiting at the Celia palace received a call from the saintess.
On the day they parted ways with the saintess, they received God’s blessing, and their faith and respect for the saintess were already at their maximum.
“The saintess is coming back!”
“They said they were going to take the saint and return to the Holy Land!”
“As expected, you are doing things like Iriel-nim, who says that she takes care of her duties perfectly.”
In the elven village, they exalted her as blasphemy if they found out how Iriel handled things.
Standing tall, they waited for Iriel to come to Celia’s palace.
