364 Episode 111. Traces (4)

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On September 19, 1799, the inn toad house in the southwest of the Kiken Empire.

Valeria was sitting in the rain drinking beer with her hair dyed black and light leather armor. The cane was wrapped in cloth as if it were a spear, and set at an angle, looking like a green adventurer who was performing without fail.

She had her eyes fixed on a leaflet hanging on the wall of the inn.

(Gin Looncandel said, Beauty, it's another name for you. Leave your body to the amazing production of gold-pink color makeup.)

Aside from the embarrassing ad phrase (but the advertisement at the top of the golden pin was a huge hit every time), it was amazing that even such a small city had leaflets attached.

"There aren't many mercenaries in the world who order beer by themselves in broad daylight and watch commercials with such a cold face. I recommend changing the settings next time. I'd just like to order a bunch of dishes, and put a magazine in front of the mercenaries."

Jean shrugged as she settled in front of her.

"Is that, really, what you said?"

"What about your other name? No way."

No one recognized him, even though he lost in front of a series of advertising flyers.

Jin opened the menu and naturally called the owner. Then I ordered a lot of dishes.

"A steamed lamb with a lot of peppers and onions, and an internal stew of beef. This is enough pepper. And..."

Jin, who said that, looked at the atmosphere of Acha and Valeria.

'You mentioned the menus I used to eat a lot when I was with you in my previous life. My taste changed a little as I ate with my teacher.’

Fortunately Valeria did not respond otherwise.

'Well, they're common food at any inn. You don't have to think weird.’

But Valeria was thinking this in her mind.

'A lot of pepper, a lot of onions, and a lot of pepper. Why are you so accurate? It's not very unusual, so there may be people who eat it like that.’

It was during the time of the Grey Owl Mercenary that Valeria was tamed to its taste. Suddenly Valeria, who thought of them, smiled bitterly.

"Strangely sometimes......it feels like Jean Looncandel knows me well.’

Valeria thought she didn't hate it when it's been a long time since she had eaten the menus with someone else. It's not very good, either.

I've had my fill. talking about the future of life, such as a request or a mercenary, in order to create an ordinary mercenary duo.

"Great work, Aria Outhart. That's great, finding the Myon people in three months.”

After leaving the inn, he sought horses, and as he entered the quiet road to Wantaramo, Jean opened his mouth.

"I haven't found it completely yet, but I've only found the trace as I wrote it in the letter. leading to the Wantaramo forest”

nodding gin

Look, I actually don't know that the Wantaramo forest is not an ordinary forest. I've never even heard of a name before.

As soon as she was about to say so, Valeria went on to say the latter.

"In addition, if the Myojins had not left it on purpose, they would not have even found the trace. It's them, not me."

"The cemeteries deliberately left a trail?"

"Yes. They know I'm looking for them. He must have noticed it about a month ago, and since then he's been giving me a message as if he's been doing a riddle.”

The Myos were inducing Valeria to come to the Wantaramo Forest.

'If it's enough to leave a message to the pursuers, at least not everyone was exterminated then...….’

When I find the third tomb, I think of the moment when I was leaving them with cave-gyeolgye and leaving alone. Still, one side of my heart became heavy as if it had a lump of iron on it.

It's quite interesting to see how the Mythos work. You or them. There's nothing more difficult than I thought.

The words of the specter, who broke the chains of the tomb and entered the cave at that time, were said.

When Qin heard that, he had not asked the specter what he had done with the Myonin people.

It was because there was no room for weakness or for psychological warfare with them.

Since then, Veracte has appeared, and it has been in my mind that I could not ask other ghosts who I met while leaving the forest.

"I was willing to meet them in person and then contact you. But the Wantaramo forest needed to be accompanied by someone they liked. I thought they might have decided to remove me.”

"Remove?"

Valeria tilted her head at Jean's question.

"You don't know what Wantaramo Forest is like, do you?”

"Uh. I don't know."

"Then why did you pretend to know?”

"When did I ever... ...?”

"You did."

"No, I tried to answer honestly earlier. I just didn't give you a chance to talk."

a smirk

Valeria smiled lightly.

"Actually, it's been tested. I was a little curious about the intelligence of the riders in Looncandel. Wantaramo Forest is at least not acceptable information for a subordinate rider.”

It's not a big problem, but I felt like I was hit in the back of my head.

"I apologize if I was offended."

"It's all right. What the hell is that forest?"

"I don't know the Wantaramo forest, but you've heard of the royals, haven't you?"

"I've had it before. My father gave it to me."

"I'm sure most people in the world think you're the youngest hated, but you're a beloved child. Siron Looncandel even bestows the crown. The Wantaramo Forest is the land that makes its kawangju."

Only then could Jin realize why Kashmir, when he was a child, talked about negotiations with the Wentaramo Forest by the emperor and his lieutenants.

a musical accompaniment

A drink made on a special day, at a special time, for a special person.

There was only one species in the world that could borrow a royal family.

"It was a forest of fairies' descendants.’

Very few people knew that elf descendants lived in the Wantaramo forest.

The twelfth time, but most of the dragons who have lived for thousands of years, as well as Jean, the rider of the Looncandel, do not know.

those who are literally at the apex of the world, or close to the apex of the world. Or only those with the special ability to reveal the secrets of the world could know the identity of Wantaramo.

And everyone who knew Wantaramo would approach him very carefully.

The Wantaramo forest was a "public good" for those in power. If there is a problem in the forest after spilling stories about Wantaramo to the useless, they will all suffer losses together.

"Gin Looncandel."

"Yes."

"The last time I peeped into your records, I found that the Fairy was closely related to our family."

In the recorder of solderlet identified by Jean Looncandel, ancient elves were obliged to record.

A thousand years ago, all the ancient fairies did not change.

There is a deep connection with human beings named Hester.

Along with the investigation to restore the spirit recorder and the search for the tomb, the sentences in the records have been a big topic of Valeria's conversation.

"You also said that in the hideout of the Myo-in people, you saw that the ancient elves used abilities similar to the recording magic of the Heister."

"I did."

"So, while I was looking for the Myoin, I thought, well, that the music produced by the descendants of the fairy was also a kind of record. I wondered why I just realized it.”

"There may be some connection between the descendants of the fairy and your family, you mean?"

"That's right."

"Then there's a possibility that the Myojins are aware of you to a certain extent. In the sense that we deliberately induced it into the Wantaramo forest."

"That's why I called you. As far as I know, the descendants of fairies are quite beyond the universal image that is passed on to people."

Gawangju is a liquor that has the characteristic of telling a story.

As romantic in itself, countless minstrel poets have made songs about the descendants of fairies.

Therefore, the descendants of fairies, usually reminded people of their small, dainty appearance and somehow mysterious and beautiful forests.

Their appearance and scenery have many exact matches to common imagination.

In fact, their personalities were not.

"The descendants of fairies are extremely exclusive and horribly harsh on foreigners. If those who don't know anything find the Wantaramo forest and run into them by chance, they'll be killed."

"That's new to me, too."

"I don't even kill them without pain. They play with it like a toy, and when they get bored, they end it."

Valeria was completely different from Jean's position. She has no faith in the Myo people.

Therefore, it was not unreasonable to think that it was intended to be removed because the Myoin people intentionally left a trail and led themselves to the Wantaramo Forest.

"Maybe the Myonites guided me with good feelings, when they left a trail. I'm sure you've also informed us that Wantaramo is a dangerous place, right? Well, I'd do this if I had a follower on me, and I didn't really feel bad about the little ones.”

"If the descendants of the fairies are such cruel ones, I think the Myojins may have sent a signal of rescue.”

"It's possible."

It was at night that reached the entrance of the Wantaramo forest.

The cry of distant beasts permeated the chilly wind, and the forest seemed to have no way at all at the entrance, as if to indicate that people had little access.

Whaaaaaaaah!

Valeria's recording spells created signs that glowed blue all over the floor.

For the pursuer to visit, the tomboy Lulu leaves a trail here.

There was such a sentence on the translucent window in front of Valeria. The blue markings were all footprints left by Lulu.

As they followed their shining footprints into the forest for about half an hour, they could feel the scenery changing suddenly.

The trees that were standing nearby began to twist. The forest moved organically like a huge mass, and trees stuck and fell, making a rumble.

'Ha......!'

Jin's eyes grew bigger when he saw the inside of the twisted tree.

And at once, a murderous will came into it.

It was because there was a bloody lulu tied up in the tree.