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Chapter 16.1: Knight, Merchant, Mercenary, Slave (1)
“Come if you dare.”
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Johan picked up Karamaf’s longsword instead of his broken one. It was admittedly a bit uncomfortable, but better than wandering weaponless. Moreover, unlike the plate armor, Karamaf’s longsword was ordinary and unremarkable, likely to go unnoticed by most.
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‘I’ll have to use it when no one is watching.’
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However, the black wolf did not attack. It lowered its head and approached slowly. It wasn’t threatening at all.
ᅠ
‘?’
ᅠN♡vεlB¡n: Where Every Word Sparks Wonder.
Johan was puzzled.
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A trick?
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Would a monster resort to such tricks?
ᅠ
But it wasn’t a trick. The black wolf knelt before Johan and shook its head.
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“. . .Are you trying to butter me up?”
ᅠ
Johan was astonished. The memory of wolves attacking mercenaries was still vivid.
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‘Now that I think about it, they never really pounced on me back then. . .’
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Johan reached out and scratched the black wolf’s chin. He was ready to strike if it bit, but the wolf didn’t. Instead, it wagged its tail happily and even exposed its belly.
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“. . .Hungry?”
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Johan pointed to the bodies of Karamaf and the horse. The black wolf started tearing into the horse with excitement. Its large size corresponded to its appetite; it quickly exposed the bones.
ᅠ
‘Is this. . . good?’
ᅠ
With such damage, no one would recognize the bodies. Johan quickly collected items before the wolf could consume Karamaf entirely.
Johan buried Karamaf’s armor and left markings only he could recognize.
ᅠ
━There are two types of hunter’s markings. One disappears over time, the other remains.
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While wooden markings were temporary, stone ones were permanent. Johan finished his task and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
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‘Now, for the bodies. . .’
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Paa━
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The gaze of the black wolf was palpable. It drooled over the sight of Karamaf’s corpse.
ᅠ
“. . .Want to eat this too?”
ᅠ
It was evident that the black wolf understood speech. It promptly bit into Karamaf, devouring it. Its appetite was so great that only bones remained. Johan could tell that this black wolf was unusual, even if he didn’t know how well wolves generally ate.
ᅠ
It was uncommon for only bones to be left so cleanly in just a few minutes.
ᅠ
‘But should I have let the wolf taste human flesh? Might it lead to an attack. . . No. It must have already eaten those mercenaries.’
ᅠ
They had already eaten the mercenaries; what difference would it make?
ᅠ
Johan asked the black wolf.
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“Hmm, I hope you haven’t attacked the serfs in that town. It’s okay to attack those iron-smelling mercenaries, though.”
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Nod━
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“. . .Do you really understand what I’m saying?”
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Instead of answering, the black wolf licked its front paw. Johan frowned and then stood up.
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‘I should bury the bones.’
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Chapter 16.1: Knight, Merchant, Mercenary, Slave (1)
“Come if you dare.”
ᅠ
Johan picked up Karamaf’s longsword instead of his broken one. It was admittedly a bit uncomfortable, but better than wandering weaponless. Moreover, unlike the plate armor, Karamaf’s longsword was ordinary and unremarkable, likely to go unnoticed by most.
ᅠ
‘I’ll have to use it when no one is watching.’
ᅠ
However, the black wolf did not attack. It lowered its head and approached slowly. It wasn’t threatening at all.
ᅠ
‘?’
ᅠN♡vεlB¡n: Where Every Word Sparks Wonder.
Johan was puzzled.
ᅠ
A trick?
ᅠ
Would a monster resort to such tricks?
ᅠ
But it wasn’t a trick. The black wolf knelt before Johan and shook its head.
ᅠ
“. . .Are you trying to butter me up?”
ᅠ
Johan was astonished. The memory of wolves attacking mercenaries was still vivid.
ᅠ
‘Now that I think about it, they never really pounced on me back then. . .’
ᅠ
Johan reached out and scratched the black wolf’s chin. He was ready to strike if it bit, but the wolf didn’t. Instead, it wagged its tail happily and even exposed its belly.
ᅠ
“. . .Hungry?”
ᅠ
Johan pointed to the bodies of Karamaf and the horse. The black wolf started tearing into the horse with excitement. Its large size corresponded to its appetite; it quickly exposed the bones.
ᅠ
‘Is this. . . good?’
ᅠ
With such damage, no one would recognize the bodies. Johan quickly collected items before the wolf could consume Karamaf entirely.
Johan buried Karamaf’s armor and left markings only he could recognize.
ᅠ
━There are two types of hunter’s markings. One disappears over time, the other remains.
ᅠ
While wooden markings were temporary, stone ones were permanent. Johan finished his task and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
ᅠ
‘Now, for the bodies. . .’
ᅠ
Paa━
ᅠ
The gaze of the black wolf was palpable. It drooled over the sight of Karamaf’s corpse.
ᅠ
“. . .Want to eat this too?”
ᅠ
It was evident that the black wolf understood speech. It promptly bit into Karamaf, devouring it. Its appetite was so great that only bones remained. Johan could tell that this black wolf was unusual, even if he didn’t know how well wolves generally ate.
ᅠ
It was uncommon for only bones to be left so cleanly in just a few minutes.
ᅠ
‘But should I have let the wolf taste human flesh? Might it lead to an attack. . . No. It must have already eaten those mercenaries.’
ᅠ
They had already eaten the mercenaries; what difference would it make?
ᅠ
Johan asked the black wolf.
ᅠ
“Hmm, I hope you haven’t attacked the serfs in that town. It’s okay to attack those iron-smelling mercenaries, though.”
ᅠ
Nod━
ᅠ
“. . .Do you really understand what I’m saying?”
ᅠ
Instead of answering, the black wolf licked its front paw. Johan frowned and then stood up.
ᅠ
‘I should bury the bones.’
Chapter 16.1: Knight, Merchant, Mercenary, Slave 1Come if you dare.Johan picked up Karamaf's longsword instead of his broken one. It was admittedly a bit uncomfortable, but better than wandering weaponless. Moreover, unlike the plate armor, Karamaf's longsword was ordinary and unremarkable, likely to go unnoticed by most.I'll have to use it when no one is watching.'However, the black wolf did not attack. It lowered its head and approached slowly. It wasn't threatening at all.?'NvlBn: Where Every Word Sparks Wonder.Johan was puzzled.A trick?Would a monster resort to such tricks?But it wasn't a trick. The black wolf knelt before Johan and shook its head.. . .Are you trying to butter me up?Johan was astonished. The memory of wolves attacking mercenaries was still vivid.Now that I think about it, they never really pounced on me back then. . .'Johan reached out and scratched the black wolf's chin. He was ready to strike if it bit, but the wolf didn't. Instead, it wagged its tail happily and even exposed its belly.. . .Hungry?Johan pointed to the bodies of Karamaf and the horse. The black wolf started tearing into the horse with excitement. Its large size corresponded to its appetite; it quickly exposed the bones.Is this. . . good?'With such damage, no one would recognize the bodies. Johan quickly collected items before the wolf could consume Karamaf entirely.Johan buried Karamaf's armor and left markings only he could recognize.There are two types of hunter's markings. One disappears over time, the other remains.While wooden markings were temporary, stone ones were permanent. Johan finished his task and wiped the sweat from his forehead.Now, for the bodies. . .'PaaThe gaze of the black wolf was palpable. It drooled over the sight of Karamaf's corpse.. . .Want to eat this too?It was evident that the black wolf understood speech. It promptly bit into Karamaf, devouring it. Its appetite was so great that only bones remained. Johan could tell that this black wolf was unusual, even if he didn't know how well wolves generally ate.It was uncommon for only bones to be left so cleanly in just a few minutes.But should I have let the wolf taste human flesh? Might it lead to an attack. . . No. It must have already eaten those mercenaries.'They had already eaten the mercenaries; what difference would it make?Johan asked the black wolf.Hmm, I hope you haven't attacked the serfs in that town. It's okay to attack those iron-smelling mercenaries, though.Nod. . .Do you really understand what I'm saying?Instead of answering, the black wolf licked its front paw. Johan frowned and then stood up.I should bury the bones.'
