Upright and honest weasel
Berman looked over the people gathered in front of him one by one.
Kel, Poole, Brick, and Dylan. Group 4 was having a secret meeting.
The organizer was Dylan… no, a weasel, but everyone felt the need.
The topic is.
“Brother Aaron is not the type of person who would just be a team leader.”
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the weasel muttering in a serious voice.
‘What this guy said is true, but···.’
Everyone nodded. Berman also felt uneasy, but he didn’t ask any questions.
“I think my brother is definitely a descendant of the barbarians! Even among the barbarians, he is the most barbaric and the biggest! The barbarian leader! No, the barbarian chief!”
The rest let out small groans at the weasel’s cry.
‘A savage… no matter how ignorant and uncivilized the leader is…’
Berman thought about the savages he had only heard of in rumors.
He is very large in size. His strength is monstrous. He does not hesitate to cut off his opponent’s head. He has no fear.
‘···You’re the leader, right?’
Gulp – The sound of someone swallowing spit echoed.
“No! The leader is clearly a gladiator! He is clearly a gladiator who created legends in the Colosseum in the capital!”
Brick retaliated by slamming his round fist into the table.
Gladiator from the Colosseum!!
There was another commotion at the table.
The Capital Colosseum, where the strongest fighters gather.
The legend says that once you enter, you have to achieve 100 wins to get out!
Berman naturally imagined himself as a gladiator.
Numerous scars carved onto the exposed upper body.
Wiping the blood off his face with his tongue…
It suited him. No, Aaron was definitely a gladiator!
The ignorance and primitiveness were certainly those of the Colosseum.
No, if not that’s not explained.
“Oh-.”
There was a huge uproar as everyone imagined something similar to Berman.
The atmosphere instantly shifted towards Gladiator Aaron.
“Ahem… These guys don’t know anything.”
At that moment, Kel, who had been quiet, stood up and grabbed the weight.
“The leader… he must have been a great womanizer. He ran away here because he messed with the wrong woman.”
Everyone expressed doubts about Kel’s subsequent words.
Kel clicked his tongue after sensing the reactions of those around him, then continued speaking calmly.
“You guys don’t know, but there are quite a few women who like men like Jojang. That ignorant body with only the appearance of an orc, violent behavior, and unbridled primitiveness.”
Kel looked around for a moment, enjoying the attention. Then he opened his mouth again.
“The strong male scent that stimulates such instincts is a deadly weapon for men. The scar on the leader’s face! Was that simply something he got in battle? No! That was clearly a punishment! Touching a noble or a married woman….”
Gulp.
Someone swallowed at Kel’s surprisingly credible claim. Berman looked up at Kel, who was stretching out for no reason.
“A punishment given to a great womanizer. And if you look at the leader’s face in detail… If you look closely, you can see the outline of it. He’s not as handsome as me, though. The scar on his face is a punishment to stop him.”
Oh-.
Brick clapped his hands in small admiration.
Everyone fell for Kel’s characteristic boldness and serious voice.
“And even now, the leader is seducing all the beauties of the Castle of Cassidy with that face. First of all, from Hannah, who was famous since she was young, to the monster living in the castle, Nova… and even Rosa’s friend Luna!”
Everyone could only nod their heads at Kel’s continued shouting. When he brought up a real example, there was no way to refute it.
“Chief Aaron… is clearly a womanizer of all time. His face was torn off as punishment.”
The tide quickly turned in Aaron’s favor.
Brick, who had brought up the Aaron Gladiator theory, was also nodding.
“Anyway! Whether he was a great womanizer, an undefeated gladiator, or a barbarian leader! Brother Aaron is clearly someone who cannot be just a leader!”
Attention was once again drawn to the weasel.
“So what do you want to do?”
Berman scratched his neck in vain and asked back.
“I am Dylan! My life was full of misery! My life became better after I met Brother Aaron! But Brother Aaron is a person who cannot even be put in the position of a team leader!”
‘Didn’t you ask how hard the back of Aaron’s head was yesterday?’
Berman nodded, scratching the back of his head for no reason.
“I will dedicate my humble body to assist Brother Aaron! However, there is a limit to what a mere member can do! I, Dylan! I will participate in the 5th Group Leader Selection Competition tomorrow!”
Everyone let out a huff at the weasel’s words.
Everyone knew of the ferret’s burning will, but they also knew of his pitiful skills that didn’t match his will.
Dylan, who had been sweating profusely lately, seemed to be working hard on something on his own, but he was clearly not a team leader. He was not Team Leader Aaron, nor was he any other ordinary team leader.
The outer wall guard, made up of only those who are strong, was barely able to get by.
“But Dylan! You’re a piece of shit!”
Brick asked point-blank.
“Ahem… I’m trying my best.”
“Effort and all is just for nothing.”
“I caught a big one yesterday! 20 silver!”
The weasel immediately took out 20 silver coins from his bosom and waved them around, showing off.
“Gotcha! You probably got hit in the back of the head again!”
The weasel’s eyes widened at Kel’s shout.
He quickly regained his composure and started to pick up the weight again, but everyone noticed.
You hit the back of my head again.
“···Kel is right. Dylan, you’re not a team leader.”
“Right, if Berman leaves, then maybe.”
Brick’s muttering drew Berman’s attention.
If Aaron hadn’t been there, Berman would have become a leader long ago. However, Berman shook his head.
“I’ll be under Captain Aaron. I don’t care.”
“Wait a minute! Everyone, focus on me! There’s a chance! There aren’t many leaders left anyway! At best, there’s only ‘Iron Arm’ Kedrak and ‘Idiot’ Ptunan!”
The weasel kept talking about this and that, but everyone was indifferent because they knew the weasel’s abilities.
At that moment, Berman felt that a lot of time had passed and got up from his seat.
“Where are you going?”
Kel, sitting next to me, asked with narrowed eyes.
“I have an appointment.”
Berman passed him by lightly.
“Are you sure you’re meeting that woman I happened to talk to last time?”
Berman froze slightly at Kel’s quick-witted question, but shook his head with all his might.
“No, the leader gave me some special instructions.”
“Oh, I see. Fuck you.”
Kel muttered, “It was the captain’s favorite phrase, but it was now on the lips of all the outer guards.”
“That’s why! I became the leader of Group 5 and first took care of the outer wall guards…”
“First, if we lure Captain Aaron to Baron Fullfoot’s side, the succession will proceed naturally···.”
“I don’t need anything else! It’s raining today, is there anyone who wants to eat?! Since we’re in the same group, it’s cheaper···.”
I climbed up, ignoring the loud conversation I heard behind me.
“Oh, you’re leaving already? I prepared some food.”
As I opened the basement door and came out, Hannah opened her eyes wide and asked.
‘Hanaga is the leader… the greatest womanizer…’
Berman shook his head at the thought that suddenly occurred to him, gave Hanna a brief greeting, and went out.
Berman walked down the street at a quick pace.
I ignored the loud screams of drunk people next to me and the sound of something breaking as I entered the alley in District 4.
‘Why is it always in places like this···.’
Berman couldn’t hide his excitement as he quietly questioned the question.
Eventually we arrived at a place where no one was walking.
“Are you a little late today? Keeping the lady waiting···.”
A beautiful woman greeted Berman with a bright smile.
Berman then wiped the sweat from his forehead in vain.
“I’m sorry. It took so long.”
“Oh, just kidding. I just got here.”
Berman’s face grew hot at her half-moon smile. His heart was beating so fast that he was worried.
“Then I will guide you to a restaurant I know well.”
Razbet-.
Berman took the lead, rolling the sweet name on his lips like candy.
Razbeth placed her arm around the bewildered man and pressed her chest against his.
Then the man’s face turned red as if it was going to burst.
It was an easy opponent, but too easy.
“Can you continue the story from last time? After Berman joined the guard, Captain Aaron and…”
‘Blinded by ambition’ Razbeth looked up at Berman with a fake smile on his face.
***
‘hmm···.’
I let out a sigh as I looked at Young-ae looking up at me from the front.
‘Why is Youngae here?’
Although he was wearing a black hood, the hood was pulled back, revealing his splendid appearance.
The people around him were gritting their teeth and pretending not to see him. Youngae didn’t seem to know that and looked up at me with a confident smile on her face, her lips curled up.
“···Vivian?”
“Ahh! How did you know?!”
Youngae jumped in surprise.
I looked at Young-ae having a seizure and guessed why she was there.
Looking at the sauce on her lips, she looked like a foolish noblewoman who came out to eat the cheap food of the common people.
“Ouch! When did this happen! Oops! Oops!”
As I looked at Young-ae’s dumbfounded appearance, muttering to herself and pulling her black hood back on, all my questions felt pointless.
So I tried to bend down to kneel before him…
widely-.
“No! I’m disguising myself right now! If I do that, I’ll get caught!”
Youngae grabbed my shoulder and whispered softly.
I was more surprised by the hand she held on my shoulder than by her personality, which always used polite language even to those below her.
‘When? I didn’t see it.’
I didn’t let my guard down. In the first place, I was the type of person who couldn’t relax even when the refrigerator approached because of my occupational disease.
Simply put, Youngae’s hands were very fast. Like a knight’s.
If so, then such a close distance was dangerous. I habitually touched the handle of my sword and faced Yeong-ae.
Those eyes, filled with the purity of melted jewels, seemed to shout that all my doubts were in vain, but I did not let my guard down.
‘I guess I’ll have to pull it out with my left hand.’
I calculated that Youngae was of knightly rank and finished the calculation.
Sigh-.
At that moment, Young-ae took a deep breath and whispered in a very small voice.
“Let’s go somewhere quiet and private and talk!”
I sorted out my thoughts while watching Young-ae say lines that sounded like they came straight out of a novel.
Being seen by others for too long was not good for either me or her.
“Yes, I will guide you.”
I nodded to him and moved first. Only then did Youngae’s hand, which had been holding my shoulder, let go.
“Your movements are very fast.”
“Ah! I’ve been eating less meat lately! That’s why my movements have become much lighter.”
Yeong-ae said something exciting, swinging her arms around. But every time she turned her arms, there was a scary sound of air bursting out.
‘The one who receives Mana’s love. Is that why?’
If not, there was no way to explain Young-ae who had suddenly become a monster. With those pale, skinny arms that looked like she had never even cooked for herself, let alone exercised…
···Of course, the heart will be sweet too.
-Eat my heart.
‘Shit.’
– If you just eat that, you’ll···.
I lightly ignored the tenant’s words.
Just as I knew the extreme hunger and urge the tenant was feeling right now, the tenant also knew that I would never do that, so he quickly became quiet.
“···But that man, the eldest son of the Fener family, had a strange gaze! From the first time we met, he only looked at my chest! I’d rather have those idiots drooling at my face!”
Meanwhile, Young-ae was venting her anger and making a fuss.
‘You must have seen the back of the flesh, not the chest.’
It occurred to me that perhaps the eldest son of the Fener family could also aim for Youngae’s heart.
‘Everything that has happened so far is targeting this woman’s heart…’
He bit his lip as he glanced at Young-ae’s chest.
There were quite a few sacrifices made in the process of protecting her. The quickest way to protect Castle Cassidy from the dangers ahead is to get rid of Youngae, but…
She was not guilty.
“···Is that so?”
“Yes! Isn’t it totally weird?! Looking at the chest right away… Ahem. Ahem!”
At that moment, Youngae suddenly coughed and moved away from me. From that reaction, I could vaguely guess why Youngae had come to see me.
I opened my mouth to correct the misunderstanding.
“Ah, it wasn’t because I had any ulterior motives that I saw Vivian’s breasts, I just couldn’t help it···.”
“?!”
Youngae was startled like a cat that had been splashed with water, and quickly moved away from me. The speed at which she did so was extraordinary.
It was just the moment we arrived at our destination.
“How could you say something like that···!”
“miss?”
“···?”
Jace, the illegitimate child guarding the inner gate, looked down at Young-ae, who had arrived in front of him on her own.
Young-ae opened her eyes wide and looked at me and Jace alternately, then jumped up slowly for a beat.
“You’re deceiving me!”
I felt a little awkward so I walked towards the inner castle, but I was so engrossed in the conversation that I didn’t notice until I got to the inner castle gate.
The problem is that Youngae runs away with such quick movements, but surprisingly, Youngae obediently follows Jace into the inner castle.
“Don’t think it’s over like this!!”
Yeong-ae disappeared, shouting something that a third-rate villain would say when leaving the stage.
‘For his only child to be such a brat… Baron Fullfoot must have many worries.’
Young-ae, you’re so stubborn…
He muttered a sentence that surprisingly stuck in his mouth.
***
“We should hold the wedding as soon as possible···.”
Baron Fullfoot looked at the manager Gerel, who was speaking with his head held high and spoke in a questioning tone, and gave a bland response of ‘Hmm…’
Caretaker Gerel has been managing Castle Cassadick since the time of Baron Pulpouts’ father. He used to be smart, but at some point he started sleeping in a lot and talking nonsense.
In response, Fullfoot was practicing ‘against Geralt’ and ‘according to Nova’s words’. But it was quite effective.
In fact, after that, the miscellaneous problems at Cassidy Castle were reduced and the castle ran smoothly without having to worry about it.
When someone like that says something like that, I feel uneasy for no reason. Since they are engaged, it is only right for them to get married…
‘The look in Vivian’s eyes was just… He must have been a genius when he was young, shining brightly… But after he went to the capital and came back, he became a bit strange.’
Pulpouts looked away, scratching his chin.
Unlike Gerel, who had just arrived, Nova was there with her arms full of papers. Vivian’s marriage was not Nova’s concern, but it was clear that Nova had prepared for it.
Nova had been secretly expressing various opinions from the beginning and was particularly caring for Vivian.
‘As Gerel said, as Nova said.’
Pullputs gestured as he recalled his motto.
“What does Secretary Nova think about this?”
“Huh- How could you do that to a mere secretary···.”
As soon as Pulpouts finished speaking, Manager Gerel sighed softly.
‘I guess I’m so old that my brain has melted.’
Although he had always been arrogant, Geralt had become particularly cocky recently.
‘Should we open the death penalty one more time? The residents seem to like it.’
Pullputs let out a tsk-tsk sound as he recalled the cheering of the residents.
“Gerel! How rude of you to my lord!”
Instead, Nova screamed.
To that, Pulpouts nodded, saying, “It might not be good to open it too often.”
“Ahem… I’m sorry.”
Geralt stepped back, apologizing.
Pulpouts held out his hand and took the paper Nova handed him.
The paper had various things written in detail.
hmm···.
Pulpouts stroked his beard and read him seriously.
The content was, as always, a list of information, but it guided the reader in a certain direction. It was a truly clever technique.
Baron Pulpouts nodded as he watched Gerel’s face crumple as he pushed for the marriage proposal with Fener.
‘As Gerel said, as Nova said.’
It wasn’t something that needed to be decided right away, but it wouldn’t be a bad idea to put it off a bit and think about it. It was Vivian’s birthday soon, too.
‘Anyway, Nova and Gerel will do the work.’
He had nothing to lose.
Pulpouts nodded at the clear conclusion.
Gerald muttered, “What a lowly bitch…” as his wrinkled chin trembled at the sight of Pulputs and Nova conversing.
***
‘Why is he sleeping here again?’
The guy who gave me a bracelet on the way here was lying down asleep.
If it had been any other guy, I would have just let it pass, but since he was showing me sincerity, I slapped him a few times.
After hitting him three times, the guy suddenly got up.
The guy looked at me, his eyes widened, and then suddenly his body shrank.
The sight was just like someone hiding something from a thug.
“No matter how safe the Castle of Cassidy is, it’s a big problem if you sleep in a place like this.”
The guy disappeared somewhere in a hurry without even saying thank you.
He clicked his tongue and headed towards the inn.
I simply received the laundry magic and sat down at the table, and a refrigerator with the corners of its mouth turned up sat across from me.
The sight was extremely unsettling.
I tried to hurriedly stop her when she seemed to be trying to do something again, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop her because of the confidence that filled her small face.
The refrigerator pointed its finger at me.
My breastplate was washed away in an instant by the water. I was startled by the cold water, but I tried to pretend that nothing had happened, but the refrigerator didn’t stop there.
The water then began to freeze. In an instant, my chest armor was imbued with cold properties, and a chill penetrated my skin.
Soon, an ice statue of myself appeared on my chest, raising my hand.
‘Why on earth?’
It was an incomprehensible idea, but I couldn’t help but question it because the refrigerator guy’s expression was similar to a dog biting a piece of gum.
I just patted the guy’s head and gave him some mechanical praise.
“Wow-. Amazing. As expected from Kanna. I said she’s a genius.”
The cold air made his voice hard and his praise sound stiff, but the refrigerator seemed satisfied with it and shook its head, raising the corners of its lips.
Looking at the proud face of the washing machine behind the refrigerator and the moved Hannah, I began to worry about the refrigerator’s growing environment.
Next, a refrigerator doing a strange dance, two people clapping and cheering next to it, and a trio of fools diligently cleaning the floor.
I sat down again.
My body was cold, but the beer was lukewarm, so I sighed.
I snatched off the right arm of my ice statue, which was located near the chest of my breastplate, and put it in the beer. Since that wasn’t enough, I snatched off the left arm and put it in as well.
As I became more and more anxious, the beer became more and more refreshing.
By then, the refrigerator was standing on the shoulders of the three Hogu idiots, arms crossed, and taking an arrogant stance.
“older brother.”
At that moment, a weasel with a serious expression sat down across from me.
I glanced at the guy, who seemed to be a serious weasel who didn’t fit in.
‘Your arms have gotten thicker. Your torso has gotten thicker too.’
It seemed like he was trying his best where the guy couldn’t see.
“uh.”
“I plan to participate in the 5th group leader selection competition tomorrow.”
hmm···.
When I heard about Choco’s plan to detach his opponent’s head, I couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
No matter how hard the weasel tried, it was clear that it would become a 500 won Lego in front of Choco. It was so cheap that if it was even slightly off, its head would fall off…
“I know it might seem funny to you, brother! But! I, Dylan! To help you a little on your way···.”
‘Where am I going? Where am I going?’
I scratched my head at the guy’s shaky choice of words.
The weasel kept showing confidence in his suicide. I was going to tell him, but he seemed so serious that I swallowed it.
‘I don’t think I’ll kill you.’
I felt like I had to tell Choco again that she shouldn’t rip someone’s neck off.
“So I plan to participate in the Group 5 leader selection competition!”
The guy glared and shouted.
‘This kid has jaundice.’
I scratched my head at the guy’s eyes that seemed to be expecting something.
There was nothing in particular to say.
Whether it was wielding a sword or swinging a fist, the idea of rapidly increasing one’s skills with just a few words was something only a con artist would say.
“Yeah, well. Cheer up. If it doesn’t seem possible, then give up.”
Anything I’ve seen so far would have given up the moment it came face to face with chocolate.
“···Yes! Brother!!”
The weasel, whose eyes somehow didn’t match, nodded.
“Oh, brother, me too···.”
As I was drinking my beer, a weasel reached out and ripped the head of the ice statue off my chest.
As if that wasn’t enough, he took the upper body and put it in his beer glass and shook it.
I briefly considered hitting him, but I held back since I would get hit a lot tomorrow anyway.
“Oh! Why… Why are you doing that?”
“Leave your lower body alone, you punk.”
However, the resolution did not last long.
***
The square was bustling with people.
This time, the captain declared that the position of ‘Foreign Guard 5th Division Leader’ was a bother and a contest was held, so people gathered as if they were executing an execution.
‘No, this is more fun.’
I took a sip of the beer in my hand and looked around.
It was a stadium roughly made of cloth in a square shape.
There were some guys around him who were really nervous and were loosening up.
‘A total of twenty people? That’s quite a lot of applicants.’
Among them, there were quite a few who were not guards.
The men of the gang that had been fighting with the Scar were standing awkwardly, wearing their armor in a shabby manner. They spotted me and bowed deeply. I turned away, fearing that I might be involved in collusion.
In the center of the colorful, eye-catching creatures was a weasel. The weasel was squeaking excitedly as it listened to advice.
As I watched him, I recalled the information about ‘Hoe’ I had read the night before.
‘Six executives for the Master. The beggar skeleton was also an executive, so now there are five?’
The Master’s whereabouts were unclear, and the positions of the remaining executives were all over the place.
It was an organization made up of dark magicians and demons, and there were quite a few weird guys like skeletons in it. It seemed like a famous organization, so there was detailed information written down.
At this point, the Empire would have wiped them out, but judging by the number of people still remaining, it was clear that there was some kind of deal involved.
‘Tsk, that’s annoying.’
It would be easy if we could just go and overthrow them like we did at Karzan…
“Hey, star killer.”
Choco approached. He was still wearing his tunic, as per my orders.
“Don’t pull out your hair. Don’t make it bleed either. Do it in moderation. Do it in moderation.”
At my words, the guy nodded and laughed loudly, saying, ‘Hahaha!’
I scratched my head at the words of the guy who assured me not to worry, as he had killed a few of them in the empire himself.
The meaning of the word ‘well’ that the guy spoke of was ambiguous.
Then the captain appeared, looking more excited than usual.
When I turned my head to him, I saw the sheriff and the person from the inner quarters. It seemed like they had received a good evaluation from the people above.
The captain explained the rules, which were obviously hastily made up.
The one who wins 1:1 goes up and faces the winner.
‘It’s simple. It takes a long time.’
I yawned deeply, feeling that it was going to be a long one.
Then the battle began, and Baron Pulpouts also showed up to watch. After him, Youngae was there, and she was looking around as if she was searching for something.
Baron Fullfoot checked the chair several times as if he was anxious. After he had seated Knight Adela, he finally felt relieved and sat down.
‘Fuck fights are fun.’
The square was instantly engulfed in flames.
The two guards fought each other and the slightly bigger one won.
“Captain, what do you think will happen?”
Berman asked, handing over the dried beef jerky.
“Choco will win.”
“···yes?”
I didn’t bother to answer, and Berman didn’t ask any more questions. But Berman’s expression was strangely annoying.
“But your expression is good?”
“Ah- that··· hmm.”
At my question, Berman suddenly caught his weight and coughed loudly.
“What is it?”
“I think I’ve met my destiny.”
I couldn’t help but feel annoyed at the sight of Berman’s face turning red in an unnatural way.
“Is it the same?”
“She’s a bit of a mysterious woman…”
Berman started talking about the women he was seeing without being asked.
“fraud?”
“She’s not that kind of woman!”
The guy jumped up and shook his head.
“Think carefully. If you ask for money, don’t give it to me.”
“That’s not true.”
He nodded at Berman’s serious face.
He wasn’t even a kid, he was just a guy who cared about himself.
At that moment, Kel poked his head in from the side.
“What? A woman to Berman?! Shit, I was trying to work with Rosa! And there was a bitch who touched me first! Whores with no morals!”
“···That’s not it. And what? Work?!”
The other guys were asking Berman this and that, and Berman had the air of a judge defending himself against them.
“And then you gave me the money?”
“Brick! What are you talking about! We’re not like that.”
“It’s more suspicious···.”
Berman spent a long time talking about why she was his destiny. He kept getting criticized, but Berman didn’t give up.
While listening to Berman’s fatalism like that.
Waaaaaaaah-!!
A loud cheer was heard.
‘Oh, it was during the preliminary round.’
When he turned his head, he saw a weasel staggering in front of a man lying on the ground covered in blood, with his fist raised.
‘How did you win?’
The weasel’s opponent was a piece of shit, but even among pieces of shit, he was a piece of shit with some respect for others, so I was suspicious.
Then the weasel looked at me.
I roughly raised my thumb and shook it.
The weasel’s reaction to him was violent.
‘···Why is that kid crying?’
The fight must have been tough because the guy started to whine and the angry leader next to him pointed at the weasel and shouted something.
“Huh? It was Dylan. Ah- I couldn’t see you because of Berman!”
“But why is the captain like that? What did Dylan do wrong?”
‘What did this kid do?’
It was the first time I had seen the captain so angry, so I scratched my head.
***
The weasel… no, Dylan glared at his opponent.
The opponent is the infamous ‘Iron Arm’ Kedrak.
He was a fearsome warrior who could split a log with one swing of an axe.
I had no luck with the draw, meeting such a strong opponent from the first match.
‘Should I give up?’
A thought occurred to Dylan, but he clenched his teeth.
How much sweat have you shed so far, and you’re saying you’ll give up as soon as you see your opponent?
‘It’s nothing compared to a brat. It’s just food. It’s just a handful for a brat.’
Dylan shrank down to his opponent, thinking of Aaron.
The other person’s eye level was still high, but when I thought of Aaron, the other person looked like a slender young lady. If I squint my eyes and glance at her, her curves are pretty.
‘You can do it.’
Dylan took the first step.
Bam!
He threw his fist with all his might, but it was blocked by the thick, steel-like arm of the Iron Arm Kedrag.
“Ahh!”
A scream came out on its own.
Iron Arm Kedrag extended his invincible fist.
Dylan barely moved his neck to clear his throat, but his right ear was ringing.
A brawl ensues.
Dylan was fast, but Cadrack was solid.
‘Should I give up?’
Dylan gulped at the pain he felt all over his body and the blurry vision.
At that moment, I turned my head at the sound of a loud voice coming from somewhere.
It was blurry and I couldn’t see the details, but there was a rainbow of colors gathered there.
They were shouting loudly.
Although it was hard to hear because of the surrounding noise, Dylan could feel it.
Their heartfelt support.
The only place where he could feel at ease despite his miserable life. The members of Group 4 were cheering him on.
‘I can’t show myself looking ugly!’
Dylan clenched his teeth and held onto his senses.
Their warm cheering weighed heavily on Dylan’s back.
And it added weight to Dylan’s fist, which had been infinitely light.
Ppa-ak.
Dylan, who had allowed himself to be punched in the face, momentarily lost consciousness but continued to swing his feet tenaciously.
It was Dylan’s secret technique that had been hidden until now.
I felt something squishy breaking at the tip of my foot.
Dylan felt that his technique was spot on.
A forbidden technique that no one who runs can avoid!
“Ahhhhhhh!!”
The man who had been standing tall like a mountain and not falling staggered at the shock of Dylan’s sincerity and effort.
Dylan moved forward, almost falling down, and clung to the man.
“Get out···get out, you crazy bastard···.”
The opponent, whose voice had become thinner than before, was startled and tried to pull away, but he was already attached.
Dylan bit the man’s ear hard, revealing his obvious weakness.
“Ah-ahhhh!! Surrender! Hangboo-ok!!”
Dylan raised the corners of his mouth as he heard the man’s feeble scream.
It was a fair victory, not one won by hitting the back of the head.
A true victory won with one’s own sweat and blood.
It was truly bittersweet.
Dylan moved his weak neck and turned his gaze towards his people.
A red giant, twice the size of the others, appeared in the distance.
A strong and sturdy pup.
The ten puppies gave a thumbs up.
“···Dylan. Foul play!!”
Someone was shouting something next to him, but Dylan didn’t care.
Because the eldest brother was holding up his thumb.
At the thought of being recognized, even if only a little, my warm emotions melted and flowed down my eyes.
It’s okay.
Because these were not tears, but molten slurry of the struggle.
“Get that crazy bastard out! Get him out!!”
So everything was okay.
Dylan, who had openly committed a foul in front of the baron, the sheriff, the young lady, the knight, and the captain, was dragged out with a broad smile.
