There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet

83 – Unlike anyone else

The beginning was simple.

-When will I finish using this….

While I was staying in the Empire, all the candles in the room fell out, so I asked for some, and the warrior brought me an enormous amount of candles that I had never seen before.

Even if I set aside the amount to use when I go out, it was too wasteful to leave the remaining candles like a mountain.

So he melted a candle, applied it to his backpack, and laid out his belongings on the floor, wondering if there was any way to use the leftovers.

-I don’t have anything to waterproof.

From the point of view of modern people, the environment of the Middle Ages was inconvenient, so he did not handle items that were vulnerable to humidity.

Around the time when I thought that the candle that had melted down was not worth it.

– Huh?

The storybook the hero gave him caught his eyes.

The book I looked at whenever I couldn’t sleep at night.

It was a book that I did not understand the main character crying out for justice to the extent of being serious.

The story of the hero Luke, the hero of the book, always taking the side of the weak and continuing his desperate struggle even if he suffers losses.

Then, at every moment of crisis, he awakens his inner strength, defeats the enemy, and says, ‘This is the strength of all of us!’ It was a story.

-Looking at this, the warrior looks like that. Fairy tales ruined the kid.

Still, I couldn’t stop reading thanks to the romance part that was subtly emphasized.

I was inexhaustibly curious about the story behind the story because of the part where he flirts with the heroine, Saint Luna Maria.

But in the end, a fairy tale for children.

-I won’t come out with anything dirty….

In addition, the fact that the main character is a young eunuch who has no idea what to notice also played a role.

In the confessional part of the saintess, where the description could be said to be of a high level, I felt frustrated.

The flowers are so pretty.

What kind of flowers are there all of a sudden?

Flowers blooming along the roadside are beautiful enough, but people want to pick them up and keep them at home. Is the warrior like that too?

It was a line with a bold meaning, ‘Why don’t you try to pick the flower that is my country?’, But our impregnable man Luke interpreted it straight away.

Flowers die quickly if picked.

Right there he closed the book.

Because the despair the saintess felt was conveyed.

-No, how can you not know that a woman is pushing you like that? Isn’t Luke actually gay?

Eventually, I reached the point where I even questioned my gender identity, and it was a bonus that I wanted to ask the writer something.

-It’s a joke because this is a fairy tale. If there was a guy like this in real life, they would have broken up long ago or be buried somewhere in the dark.

Surprised as the hand that held the book unknowingly strained, he hurriedly looked around to see if it was damaged.

If it is stamped or folded when you return it, she, the warrior parsoon, may fold it.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he let out a sigh of relief, and then started looking closely at the book, as if he had suddenly wondered.

-By the way, the book is in pretty good condition?

It was relatively neat to be a book that I had read since I was a child, and I could see that the hero had been working hard to manage the book.

He took his eyes off the book and looked at the candle wax that was beginning to harden.

-Um… It’s a shame, but I’ll write it here too.

So the porter carefully wrapped the book in candle-dipped paper and put it in his backpack as if he were handling explosives.

And now.

‘Porter….’

The book was in the hands of the hero.

The warrior who peeled off the paper that had been waterproofed with candle wax and saw the book inside had no choice but to harden.

She was very moved by the fact that she hadn’t expected to keep the things she had lent her so meticulously.

– It’s okay.

As she opened her book, her page fell over and stopped unnaturally at one point.

– Basrak.

Then, the flowers that were used as bookmarks crumbled and covered the page with the hero and the saint in a mess.

After that, the contents of the book caught my eye.

Flowers die quickly if picked.

The figure of a warrior who answers as if rejecting the saintess’ confession.

‘He’s read this far.’

– Sarak.

As I turned a page, the hero’s conversation continued.

However, if you come to see the flower every day, you will be able to spend a long time together, not a fleeting moment. If it were me, someday I would come to pick up the flower with a potted plant.

Hero… !

The content that followed was romantic unlike anyone else’s.

Seeing the sweet conversation between the two, the warrior felt regretful.

‘Other things are similar, but why is this not similar?’

It was a time when the hero was immersed in her own feelings.

“Hero? What’s going on? He’s standing there blankly without answering even when I call him.”

“…It’s nothing.”

Hearing Talia’s voice, the warrior who escaped from the afterglow put the book he was holding into the deepest part of his bag and said.

“Let’s hurry up.”

Before I knew it, the current that flowed along the valley was weakening.

***

“No…?”

The porter, who went to the bald area to punish the skinny guy, couldn’t hide his absurdity.

The bald head said in front of him.

“If it were him, he asked if he had anything to do, so I put it in the looting team and sent it. If you have something to say, tell me. I’ll deliver it instead.”

“Oh, no. I just asked because you didn’t see it. Then I’ll leave.”

“Yeah. I’ve been hearing a lot about you lately. Of course, it’s a compliment, so don’t misunderstand. How about it? Would you like to come under me instead of Burke?”

“Thank you for your kind words. I’m really sorry.”

Refusing the bald scout’s offer and leaving, the porter gnashed his teeth.

‘This swindler…. I thought it would have already bounced….’

Judging from the thorough preparation of the escape route. I realized that this was a premeditated crime.

Next time I see him, I’ll twist his neck.

After the guy I was about to hit ran away, I had no choice but to return to my accommodation and lay on the floor, lamenting my situation.

“Somehow, the older brothers were trying to stop me…”

-You’re the youngest. I guess that’s not a good idea.

-Yes. Even if the body is a bit tired, health is the best.

“Let me dry it a little longer, I did, bros…”

Even while he was regretting his choice, time passed helplessly. The evening time has come.

As it got dark outside, my expression seemed to darken as well.

I was so scared during the day, but I wonder if it was scary at night.

I started to think of reasons why I didn’t have to go to my heart’s content.

‘It’s only one meal, so what if you starve yourself? A little skinny wouldn’t look good.’

Once I hit the flow, the reason kept coming up.

‘Even if that’s not the case, if I die of starvation here, isn’t it an opportunity to get rid of a boss mob without touching it?’

Yes. That’s right.

Jump up.

I left the accommodation and headed for the food distribution area.

If I don’t bring her food, everyone will know that I starved her.

The reason was that I still had to play the competent maknae because I had to blow through the time because I regretted it.

When I went to the back of the place where the food was served like during lunch, the man who was preparing the meat looked at me and pretended to know me.

“Hey, is the youngest here?”

It was a man I met while receiving a bone at lunchtime.

“You’re going through a lot of trouble. I never thought you would say that you’re going to take the initiative to feed them. How’s it going? The person I used to go with said that his appetite dropped dramatically.”

“Ah, yes…well. It’s okay I.”

Although I regret it very much now.

He gave me a bony bone and gave me something along with it.

“What is this?”

A green chicken-like shape surrounded by large leaves.

Its size was as gigantic as a leaf.

When I touched it, it smelled warm and delicious.

“It’s a roasted deer leg. You won’t have an appetite. You should eat as much as you can while you can.”

‘That… Aren’t there too many?’

Still, he gave it as a favor, but I couldn’t be ashamed of it, so I thanked him and moved toward the hill where the boss mob was located.

-Trumbling.

After climbing to the middle of the hill, I stopped for a moment to check the remaining distance and looked at the basket containing the bones.

Should I leave it at this point and go back?

I thought it would be better to eat the deer leg I received earlier and throw it away together, so I sat down on a nearby stump.

– Jiik.

When the leaves were removed, the appearance of juicy meat was revealed.

Kim seems to be leaking as if he hasn’t lost his warmth yet.

Big. This is yasgi

Personally, among wild animals, deer is the meat that I hunt next to wild boar.

Although the legs in particular are tough. It was a part I really liked because the fruit was ground and marinated and then baked, which softened it a little while still retaining the unique smell of wild animals.

The moment when I was about to take my finger, feeling happy at the thought of tearing off a sturdy thigh and putting it in my mouth.

Glance.

The bone that I inadvertently placed next to me caught my eye.

Unlike the meat on my lap, it was a bony bone with only pink flesh and fascia remaining.

Then I remembered the bones scattered around us.

‘Does he usually eat only that….’

For a while, I felt sorry for myself.

‘What am I thinking now. Wake! He’s a boss mob!’

All the time.

I shook my head vigorously and turned my attention to the meat again.

“…”

The meat that had been so appetizing until just now wasn’t so craving for it.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally made a decision.

“Yes. The ghosts that died after eating are also beautiful.”

Thinking that if I starve to death at this rate, I might get stuck with a grudge, so I packed up the meat and bones and climbed the hill again.

As I climbed up the hill like that, a desolate landscape greeted me, and when I saw it, I felt my body energize.

‘It won’t suddenly attack or something, right?’

Creeping.

I carefully approached avoiding the bones and looked at us.

‘Why is he doing that… ?’

I saw her lying on her stomach with her hands outstretched through the bars.

The time I put down the basket after thinking that my sleeping habits were nasty.

-Kang!

With a sharp metal sound, the body was suddenly pulled towards us.

“…”

As I was still frozen, I barely lowered my head to that place.

“You are…!”

The luminous eyes, torn vertically, were looking up at me through the bars.