Wandering Mercenary in an Open World
Chapter 68:
Chapter 68
The sun rose as usual, leaving behind the horrible night. It was a bright morning.
But despite the cheerful chirping of the birds and the refreshing mountain breeze, the village was filled with a gloomy atmosphere. The people who had suffered from a sudden and severe measles outbreak woke up to realize that their small peace had been shattered by the claws of a monster.
“Are you awake?”
Yan, who had a weary face, bowed his head when he saw Ruon coming out of the inn. Next to him, there were a few young men with pale faces, who also bowed deeply and politely following Yan.
Ruon gestured with his hand for them to stop and said.
“You seemed busy all night. Are you okay?”
Yan nodded weakly. fine. But some people who didn’t lock their doors in time were attacked. Those houses were inevitably burned down. And many livestock were killed too... The damage is not small.”
He clenched his fist and added.
“It’s my fault. If I had known that those filthy human hunters would turn into horrible monsters after they died, I wouldn’t have dumped them in the back mountain. I would have burned them.”
They’ve changed.
Ruon bit his tongue lightly as he saw the hostility in the eyes of Yan and the young men.
They had witnessed the scene of the corpses they had killed coming back to life and turning the village into a mess, just after they had overcome the shock of their first murder. They might never be able to return to their previous lives.
Ruon shook his head.
“Don’t blame yourself. Who could have expected that?”
He turned his head as he felt a presence behind him. Tarwen was approaching. She was wearing a long-sleeved blouse and tight pants with leather boots covering her tattoos.
The elf, who had put on a thin cloak with a hood, said.
“I’m ready.”
“You’ve wrapped yourself up pretty well.”
“It’s for the sake of others.”
Then, the innkeeper came up to them with a large leather pouch and said.
“I thought you might get hungry on the way, so I put in some ham, cheese, and jerky. The ham was smoked with apple wood, so it has a fruity flavor and tastes good.”
Ruon took the pouch and exchanged a light bow with the innkeeper and said.
“Thank you. I owe you a lot.”
“We owe you more.”
After that, they had a brief and dry conversation, saying things like thank you, take care, and so on.
After finishing the talk, they walked straight to the stable. Tarwen, who was walking side by side with Ruon, asked.
“When I came out, I saw a gold coin on the table. Was that a mistake? I was going to take it, but I didn’t.”
“You did well.”
“It’s true that people with such a generous heart are rare in this miserable world, but didn’t you give too much? Are you rich?”
Ruon glanced at the innkeeper and Yan, who were still waving their hands, and said.
“It’s my choice.”
Tarwen muttered with a blank expression.
“I’m not used to this kind of fuzzy feeling, because I’ve been living with crazy women.”
What are you talking about?
Ruon didn’t answer and quickened his pace. He saw Nightmare standing tall in the distance. And the stableman, who was struggling next to him. He looked like he had come out on his own.
He gave a bland word of consolation to the stableman, who must have had a hard time, and then grabbed the reins of the black horse.
And so, the self-proclaimed mercenary, the tattooed elf, the cursed black horse, and the ego sword left the village.
***
Under the noon sky, where the warm sunlight fell vertically, a soldier in clanking armor opened his mouth to the man and woman in front of him.
“What brings you to Olbor?”
Ruon returned the blunt question without emotion.
She looked at the shiny ribs and scratched her cheek awkwardly.
“Shut up and finish your story.”
“...Okay. I’ll just eat one bite and tell you.”
Tarwen bit into the meat and mumbled.
“I don’t know exactly. He only contacted Fleur, the most powerful witch in Yoram.”
She swallowed the meat quickly and continued.
“I know two things. This magic circle can make direct contact with the abyss when activated. And at that moment, it devours everything around it and becomes a new being.”
Ruon nodded and pushed his glass forward.
“That’s why Hella was collecting corpses. To accumulate sacrifices for becoming a demon.”
Tarwen drank the water and sighed with relief and nodded.
“That’s right. Not only Hella, but all the witches of Yoram are accumulating sacrifices. To become the worst demon ever. They’re crazy... They don’t care about losing their selves.”
She said that and yawned. Her eyes became dull and cloudy.
“...Of course... they haven’t... found... the core... sacrifice... yet...”
Her face fell toward the table in an instant. Ruon reached out and caught it.
He laid the unconscious fairy against the wall and heard someone’s voice.
“What the hell are you?”
A man walked out of the kitchen slowly. He had slit eyes on both sides and was not the owner who had served the food.
At the same time, a group of men came down the stairs connected to the upper floor.
The men surrounded him, whether he liked it or not. Ruon sat back down and bit into the large piece of meat on the ribs.
The men frowned at his calm appearance. Then, the door of the inn opened and someone came in.
He locked the door with a key and approached. He was the merchant who had given him the apple at the market.
“I thought it was strange that you were fine after eating the apple with a lot of drugs, but I didn’t expect you to withstand the alcohol and meat too.”
Ruon licked the sauce on his fingers and replied indifferently.
“If you’re going to use sleeping pills, you should have used better ones.”
The merchant laughed incredulously at his words.
“If a normal person had eaten and drunk like you, they wouldn’t have fallen asleep, they would have never woken up. Did I try to take it too easy?”
He spat on the floor and muttered.
“I’ll have to ask for double the pay when this is over. Damn witch. Why didn’t you tell me that the warrior who killed the wyvern was your escort?”
At that, Ruon turned his head for the first time and looked at the merchant. He said,
“Do you know me?”
“Of course I do. How could I forget the face of the mercenary who slaughtered the wyvern in Nardam? Of course, you don’t know me.”
The merchant who spouted nonsense chuckled and covered his face with his palm. But his eyes, peering through the gaps of his fingers, were still watching Ruon’s every move.
Ruon also eyed the warrior disguised as a merchant.
His relaxed shoulders, his arms moving naturally to find an opening, his palms full of calluses, his waist and thighs tense and ready to move.
All his movements told him that he was no easy opponent.
Who is he?
The merchant, who noticed Ruon’s suspicious gaze, smiled slyly and said,
“It’s common knowledge among us that you killed the wyvern. You killed three of our brothers and sisters, so we have to be prepared, don’t we?”
Ruon narrowed his eyes at the word ‘brothers and sisters’. He remembered an assassin who had attacked him out of the blue before.
The bastard continued.
“Today is a happy day. I can take care of both the job and the revenge at once.
He stepped back half a step and added briefly, suppressing his laughter.
“The waning moon does not forget the vengeance.”
Chapter 68: 68:
Chapter 68
The sun rose as usual, leaving behind the horrible night. It was a bright morning.
But despite the cheerful chirping of the birds and the refreshing mountain breeze, the village was filled with a gloomy atmosphere. The people who had suffered from a sudden and severe measles outbreak woke up to realize that their small peace had been shattered by the claws of a monster.
“Are you awake?”
Yan, who had a weary face, bowed his head when he saw Ruon coming out of the inn. Next to him, there were a few young men with pale faces, who also bowed deeply and politely following Yan.
Ruon gestured with his hand for them to stop and said.
“You seemed busy all night. Are you okay?”
Yan nodded weakly. fine. But some people who didn’t lock their doors in time were attacked. Those houses were inevitably burned down. And many livestock were killed too... The damage is not small.”
He clenched his fist and added.
“It’s my fault. If I had known that those filthy human hunters would turn into horrible monsters after they died, I wouldn’t have dumped them in the back mountain. I would have burned them.”
They’ve changed.
Ruon bit his tongue lightly as he saw the hostility in the eyes of Yan and the young men.
They had witnessed the scene of the corpses they had killed coming back to life and turning the village into a mess, just after they had overcome the shock of their first murder. They might never be able to return to their previous lives.
Ruon shook his head.
“Don’t blame yourself. Who could have expected that?”
He turned his head as he felt a presence behind him. Tarwen was approaching. She was wearing a long-sleeved blouse and tight pants with leather boots covering her tattoos.
The elf, who had put on a thin cloak with a hood, said.
“I’m ready.”
“You’ve wrapped yourself up pretty well.”
Then, the innkeeper came up to them with a large leather pouch and said.
“I thought you might get hungry on the way, so I put in some ham, cheese, and jerky. The ham was smoked with apple wood, so it has a fruity flavor and tastes good.”
Ruon took the pouch and exchanged a light bow with the innkeeper and said.
“Thank you. I owe you a lot.”
“We owe you more.”
After that, they had a brief and dry conversation, saying things like thank you, take care, and so on.
After finishing the talk, they walked straight to the stable. Tarwen, who was walking side by side with Ruon, asked.
“When I came out, I saw a gold coin on the table. Was that a mistake? I was going to take it, but I didn’t.”
“You did well.”
“It’s true that people with such a generous heart are rare in this miserable world, but didn’t you give too much? Are you rich?”
Ruon glanced at the innkeeper and Yan, who were still waving their hands, and said.
“It’s my choice.”
Tarwen muttered with a blank expression.
“I’m not used to this kind of fuzzy feeling, because I’ve been living with crazy women.”
What are you talking about?
Ruon didn’t answer and quickened his pace. He saw Nightmare standing tall in the distance. And the stableman, who was struggling next to him. He looked like he had come out on his own.
He gave a bland word of consolation to the stableman, who must have had a hard time, and then grabbed the reins of the black horse.
And so, the self-proclaimed mercenary, the tattooed elf, the cursed black horse, and the ego sword left the village.
***
“What brings you to Olbor?”
Ruon returned the blunt question without emotion.
She looked at the shiny ribs and scratched her cheek awkwardly.
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“I didn’t expect you to have such a tender side.”“Shut up and finish your story.”
“...Okay. I’ll just eat one bite and tell you.”
Tarwen bit into the meat and mumbled.
“I don’t know exactly. He only contacted Fleur, the most powerful witch in Yoram.”
She swallowed the meat quickly and continued.
“I know two things. This magic circle can make direct contact with the abyss when activated. And at that moment, it devours everything around it and becomes a new being.”
Ruon nodded and pushed his glass forward.
“That’s why Hella was collecting corpses. To accumulate sacrifices for becoming a demon.”
Tarwen drank the water and sighed with relief and nodded.
“That’s right. Not only Hella, but all the witches of Yoram are accumulating sacrifices. To become the worst demon ever. They’re crazy... They don’t care about losing their selves.”
She said that and yawned. Her eyes became dull and cloudy.
“...Of course... they haven’t... found... the core... sacrifice... yet...”
Her face fell toward the table in an instant. Ruon reached out and caught it.
He laid the unconscious fairy against the wall and heard someone’s voice.
“What the hell are you?”
At the same time, a group of men came down the stairs connected to the upper floor.
The men surrounded him, whether he liked it or not. Ruon sat back down and bit into the large piece of meat on the ribs.
The men frowned at his calm appearance. Then, the door of the inn opened and someone came in.
He locked the door with a key and approached. He was the merchant who had given him the apple at the market.
“I thought it was strange that you were fine after eating the apple with a lot of drugs, but I didn’t expect you to withstand the alcohol and meat too.”
Ruon licked the sauce on his fingers and replied indifferently.
“If you’re going to use sleeping pills, you should have used better ones.”
The merchant laughed incredulously at his words.
“If a normal person had eaten and drunk like you, they wouldn’t have fallen asleep, they would have never woken up. Did I try to take it too easy?”
He spat on the floor and muttered.
“I’ll have to ask for double the pay when this is over. Damn witch. Why didn’t you tell me that the warrior who killed the wyvern was your escort?”
At that, Ruon turned his head for the first time and looked at the merchant. He said,
“Do you know me?”
“Of course I do. How could I forget the face of the mercenary who slaughtered the wyvern in Nardam? Of course, you don’t know me.”
The merchant who spouted nonsense chuckled and covered his face with his palm. But his eyes, peering through the gaps of his fingers, were still watching Ruon’s every move.
Ruon also eyed the warrior disguised as a merchant.
His relaxed shoulders, his arms moving naturally to find an opening, his palms full of calluses, his waist and thighs tense and ready to move.
All his movements told him that he was no easy opponent.
Who is he?
“It’s common knowledge among us that you killed the wyvern. You killed three of our brothers and sisters, so we have to be prepared, don’t we?”
Ruon narrowed his eyes at the word ‘brothers and sisters’. He remembered an assassin who had attacked him out of the blue before.
The bastard continued.
“Today is a happy day. I can take care of both the job and the revenge at once.
He stepped back half a step and added briefly, suppressing his laughter.
“The waning moon does not forget the vengeance.”
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