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

93 – Until the south catches fire

“So. You thought I had a relationship with Chloe?”

“…That’s right.”

After the misunderstanding is resolved, Reina gives a mixture of relief and embarrassment.

How on earth did I misunderstand that I was smitten with that pink tiger? To begin with, Chloe likes women, but there’s no way she would.

Then a whispering voice came from behind.

“Polaris. Surely there were unicorns in the Holy Land, right?”

“Yes. I keep them for the purpose of checking the nuns’ behavior, but why is the unicorn suddenly…?”

“There is something I really want to check.”

“Yes?”

A warrior. What if I doubt you too? Is that even going to a unicorn?

There was a unicorn in the game. It appears as a mount for a saintess with the worst mobility.

Anyway, the hero asked for a unicorn. It’s a big deal.

If the hero in the game takes out a unicorn, he won’t go near it.

If the unicorn, a creature full of misogyny and being an extreme maiden, behaves kindly at the sight of a hero, his identity will be exposed right away.

‘It’s a unicorn….’

Suddenly, I had an idea.

Come to think of it, there is a platypus that is a mammal that lays eggs and has a beak, but why is there no horse with horns?

I was in serious trouble, but Talia confidently stepped out next to me.

“Why do you worry about that? I am the porter.”

What do you mean? Are you saying that if you do something stupid, you will leave the meeting right away?

After thinking about it from the perspective of the party members for a while, I came up with a plausible reasoning.

‘Yes. It’s to the extent that they come to the thieves to pick me up, but is it because the justification for dragging me around disappears when even a child enters? It’s vicious.’

At that time, I got goosebumps seeing her blocking even the unknown reasons.

“Master! I’m always ready!”

Chloe speaks to me with a determined expression.

What’s ready… No way!

In that moment, everything made sense.

I see. Was it like that

It seems she’s already thinking about what to do with her party members.

‘If that’s the case, I can understand why you followed me. I’m sure it’s not a cat, so it’s so clever.’

But no matter how much the warrior party is the pie in the picture, setting up a harem in front of me is unacceptable. If I can’t do it, you can’t either.

I decided to keep an eye on Chloe for the time being.

“As expected, Master has the same thoughts as me!”

She puts her hands on her cheeks when I look at her, shy, but her head is as cool as ever.

What do you think? I will never let it go like that.

After the situation was sorted out to some extent, we decided to start a fire to have lunch before it was too late.

“Hey Thalia. Fire some…”

-f*ck.

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Talia lights a bonfire before I can finish my words.

Then he put on a triumphant expression.

As expected, my judgment was not wrong. I listen to what you want, so I see you listen well.

Now that the fire has been resolved, I was worried about what to eat with the fish I caught, but I had to try it outside and all I could do was soup or grilled fish.

I longed for spicy maeuntang when I saw the well-fleshed fish, but now there is no red pepper powder or garlic.

If you ignore that and boil it as it is, the birth of a fishy depravity is clearly a pre-determined future, so I chose safe grilling rather than adventure.

After making cuts on the trimmed fish, add salt little by little. They were threaded onto wooden skewers prepared by the hero and driven one by one around the bonfire.

After a while. The fish cooks with the oil boiling on the outside with a sizzling sound.

-Knock knock.

Now I can hear the sound of oil exploding from time to time. For this moment, I was able to let go of all my worries and be in a daze.

How long has it been since you lost your mind and hit the blind man?

Koouk kook.

I turned my head at the tickle I felt right next to me.

“Master, how long do I have to wait…?”

Chloe can’t take her eyes off the fish even though she’s talking to her as if waiting is painful.

“I’ve only seen fish from a distance, try it for the first time this time…”

This time, as always, tears are flowing from his mouth. How salty has he been living?

With tears in my eyes, let’s put the most ripe fish in her hand.

“Ha!”

Chloe puts her head first and puts it in her mouth.

‘Isn’t it said that cooked fish spines harden and are dangerous to animals?’

I thought of the knowledge I had picked up somewhere, so I tried to tell him to spit it out.

Well well.

He eats well.

Chloe moved her chin as if it didn’t matter.

She finally swallowed what was in her mouth and said with her eyes shining.

“Master! This is as delicious as meat!”

As expected, do cats and fish go well together?

At that time, I tried to teach you how to eat just in case.

“Doesn’t a porter hate a girl who eats so messily?”

Talia is sarcastic towards Chloe who eats in an ignorant way.

Then he bit her fleshy part and smiled at me while licking the oil on her mouth with his tongue.

What are you doing in front of the table? The elders I met last time asked me if they were coming, so he’s not that big.

While the Confucian boy in me ran amok at seeing her like that. The saintess who was eating quietly next to her looked at her Talia, and she herself rubbed her lips on her fish and began to follow suit.

However, unlike Talia, her sticking out tongue was more dainty than bewitching.

But is it because I gave too much strength in the process? The flesh of the fish crumbled and fell off.

– Took.

Something that prevents that flesh from returning to the earth.

Her huge chest wouldn’t tolerate spilling food on the floor.

“Huh!”

As soon as my eyes met hers, the saintess quickly picked it up with her hand and put it in her mouth.

I was so jealous of that flesh right now.

My eyes are on the huge Mount Everest for a moment, but the seat next to her is exceptionally busy, so I turn her head.

“Why can’t it be like this…”

It was Chloe who tried to eat only flesh like Thalia did. Every time that happened, the fish in her hand was messed up.

How did you catch the fish and eat it like that?

“Give me this.”

I took a bite of the back of her fish that I had passed over to her, pulled out all the spines on her back, and handed it to her.

“I’m just going to eat the flesh next to me. It’s not like I just chewed through the bones.”

“Huh? Eh.”

Jigsi.

Then Chloe stared at the bit I had bitten off for a long time and brought the back side to her mouth instead of the side.

Eat the side. It’s Master’s command while not listening.

But I felt an unusual energy from the other side.

“That stray cat…!”

Talia gnashing her teeth at Chloe.

It wasn’t just her that was strange.

I don’t eat the fish I’m told to eat, ‘That way….’ There was also a warrior who was spitting out the same sound. What kind of method is that?

It seems like I haven’t had a good day since I got away from the bandits. I should just ignore it and eat.

He was a porter who quietly continued his meal in a cluttered atmosphere.

***

On the way to town after lunch.

The night finally came as we found the demons that had protruded and dealt with the demons around us. A party of warriors who had no choice but to prepare for camping outside.

The saintess who was pitching the tent next to her muttered.

“Why is there a witch here…”

That’s because monsters are pouring out of the town we’re going to. It must have been the case with the four-armed bear last time.

‘The scarecrow, a neutral mob, should be able to block those monsters… Should I solve the cause of the mask?’

In the game, it was a wave format in which monsters attacked at regular intervals, so in the end it was only solved after capturing the world tree. My back hurts.

Let’s go and think about that and step inside the tent.

“Wow.”

Roommates sharing a tent today as always. The warrior came after him.

Come to think of it, the hero said he lost his tent. Then how have you been sleeping?

“Hero, where did you sleep when I wasn’t there?”

Then the warrior scratched his cheek and answered.

“I didn’t sleep until I found your backpack.”

I was dumbfounded when he said that it’s enough to sleep.

“…Aren’t you tired?”

“I don’t know what the porter’s situation is, but I can’t fall asleep. You don’t have to worry.”

That’s a little touching.

At that time when I heard that you couldn’t sleep because of me, I was moved.

“Hey, porter. May I ask you a favor?”

Her head went cold at the words that came out of her mouth.

Did you intentionally create a situation where you couldn’t refuse? It’s a thing of the past that heroes are pure now.

“Yes, well. A promise is a promise.”

Please do it as nothing special. Not a porter’s life contract.

“I’d like a bouquet. Is that possible…?”

Huh? Bouquet? Really?

Hearing her favor that is a thousand times better than a lifelong contract, I quickly nodded her head before she softened.

“Yes, of course. What breed? What color do you want?”

“That’s…”

When the hero was about to answer.

– Puck puck puck!

I heard the sound of hitting the tent one after another.

Looking at the head and tail of the shadow in front of the tent, it is obvious that the culprit is not even looking.

Why is he here?

When I opened the tent that covered the entrance, it was, of course, Chloe.

“Chloe? What are you doing here?”

“Isn’t that obvious? A disciple should sleep next to his master!”

I was at a loss for words when the dignified answer came back. It was a bonus that the warrior’s expression darkened.

What does that mean? Is there a law in this world that says that masters and disciples must sleep together?

I was taken aback for a moment, but then I thought about it rationally.

Chloe finds out that the hero in the game is a woman. If you take it like this, you can bite and suck the hero next to you.

‘You’ve already revealed your true nature. Isn’t that too fast?’

The porter was troubled. About where she should sleep on her own.

It’s also a problem for me or the hero to sleep in another party member’s tent. It is also a problem that the warrior’s gender is revealed.

‘What’s wrong with a crossdresser and a lesbian?’

I can’t help it. If someone has to make a sacrifice….

In the end, the porter made a decision.

***

‘What should I do….’

Saint Polaris was extremely disturbed by the being lying next to her.

“It’s too much! To kick out the one and only disciple like this!”

She Because next to her was a grumbling Chloe.

Talia shouted against the association and excluded it. Her Reina also couldn’t sleep her in her own tent, so she eventually had her porter come to ask for her, and she couldn’t refuse his request, so she had no choice but to accept it.

Then, as she tried to get her to sleep, a question flew in from her side.

“Didn’t you say she was a saint?”

“Oh, yes.”

Chloe was halfway up and was looking at her saintess, and the saintess, who had learned that it was rude to lie down and answer, also raised her upper body.

They have a conversation while sitting down.

“But what is a saint?”

She might have been taken aback by her innocent question, but the saintess calmly explained it.

“A saint is a female priest who represents the word of the goddess.”

“Goddess? My mother said that the goddess is a very great person.”

The saintess, who had read her level in her brief conversation, responded in a soft tone toward her child.

“She is a goddess and not a human being. She is a god who takes good care of all life on this land except for demons.”

“What do you think?”

“Of course. The Goddess doesn’t turn a blind eye to those in trouble.”

“No.”

“Yes…?”

The saintess couldn’t hide her bewilderment at her childlike appearance and her stern speech.

“Goddess didn’t do anything when I was having a hard time. Even if her family beat me or others pointed her finger at me.”

“That’s…”

“It was Master who saved me like that. So you’re saying Master is a goddess? Isn’t it?”

If anyone else heard it, she would have said it was blasphemous, but the saintess said it with a smile.

“Brother…no, was he a teacher to the sister? He was also sent by the Goddess.”

“Goddess?”

“Yes. I can’t tell you everything. But the goddess sent me down to save this world. So please don’t blame the goddess too much.”

“I see… But thieves are salvation. It’s strange.”

“Yes? Thief. What do you mean by that?”

“Didn’t you know? Master is a great thief!”

The saintess, who knew that he led her life as a thief, but couldn’t agree with the fact that she was a great thief, tilted her head.

“Anyway, both the goddess and the saint are good people!”

“A goddess is not a human…”

“Well then. How do I look to the saintess?”

“Yes? How does it look?”

The saintess was at a loss for words.

“That… The sister’s hair color is very manly…”

“You think so too.”

“Oh, no! It’s not right to judge people by the color of their hair! Now I know you’re not like that! I really am!”

“It’s okay. I don’t really care anymore. I have a master now!”

“I see…”

The saintess was envious of Chloe in front of her. The way she candidly expresses her feelings.

‘Am I disqualified as a cleric….’

While the saintess looked back on herself, Chloe’s gaze stopped in one place.

Toward a microcosm that she cannot hide even though she has changed into comfortable clothes.

“Hmm… My mom was pretty big too, but this…”

Munkle.

As she grabbed her chest, which reminded her of her motherhood, the saintess had no choice but to escape from her thoughts.

“Wait a minute! What the heck… What the hell!”

Her s*xual voice uttered by the saintess who had suddenly been teased her breasts filled the tent.

Around the time when the saintess was helpless by Chloe’s instinctive behavior.

Has it started?

The porter was listening to the live sound of the scene.

‘I thought that if she were a saint, she would sleep with her chains tied to her, but she was beaten before she even had time to do so.’

But apart from that, her saintly voice moved the mind along with her strange addictiveness.

The moment when such an imagination spread its wings in his head that the pure white was stained with pink.

“Mr. Porter.”

Flinch.

At the question of the hero, who looked uncomfortable for some reason, the porter hurriedly pretended to be asleep.

“Koul…”

“I know you’re not sleeping, so stop sleeping. I have to walk quite a bit tomorrow too.”

Can’t appreciate this precious ASMR….

“Mr. Porter.”

He was a porter who eventually went to sleep, leaving behind regrets because of the warrior who would force him to sleep if he didn’t sleep.

***

The dewy tent opens and the party members begin to come out one by one.

When the tired-looking saintess appeared, Talia asked in a tone that conveyed her curiosity.

“Saintess. What were you doing last night? It was so noisy that I couldn’t sleep.”

Then the saintess shook her hand with her flushed face and said,

“No, I can’t tell! Please don’t ask me!”

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‘I can never tell you that I touched my breasts until I fall asleep exhausted!’

The time when the saintess ruminated on her secret to take to her grave. The porter was staring blankly at the saintess.

‘Sorry, Polaris. I’ll buy Chloe’s tent when I go to town.’

Of course, the hero pays the money.

While he was feeling remorse. Chloe approached the porter with a sullen face.

“Master…”

What is it? Didn’t you have a lot of fun? Why is your expression like this?

As I looked at Chloe, who looked sullen for some reason, as if wondering, she said in a weak voice.

“I lost…”

What did you lose?

The first place Chloe chose in the game was a saint.

Her milk seems to come out well, which is similar to her own mother.

She hasn’t met her mother, but she can strongly agree with that opinion. It’s big enough to feed an adult male.

After arranging the place and having a rough breakfast, it was around the time we passed lunchtime.

I started to see the entrance of the town I was aiming for in the distance.

Before entering the village. I informed the party members of one caveat.

“There will be a scarecrow in the village.”

“What is a scarecrow?”

It’s a symbol that comes to mind when you think of the countryside, but wasn’t there anything like that where you lived?

I decided to explain to Chloe separately later, and continued the explanation.

“Please promise me one thing. You will never attack the scarecrow first.”