189 – reverse-8

The back of his head was covered with fur, white, fluffy-looking, puppy-like, wolf-like.

The teeth were sharp, and the visible muscles were menacing.

However, they were people. It was also the person I had seen.

“mister…”

“Huh, I remember. Well, it’s not so easily forgotten. Huh?”

The village chief, who smiled kindly, roughly threw away the spear and ran towards me.

“It’s been a while! I said when I’ll be able to see your face.”

After a suffocating hug, I managed to break free and take a peek at his face.

I couldn’t help but remember. They were the ones who received Farseer modifications to withstand the cold.

I didn’t know that I would have survived and made it this far.

“I was just preparing dinner, but a guest came! Come with me.”

“Oh, well, that’s…”

I tried to refuse, but his hand pulled me roughly.

I had to get the information anyway, so I might have to invest this much time. Half-given, I silently took him by the hand and followed him to the restaurant.

“Look here! The porter is here!”

“Oh my, what’s going on?”

“Really? I thought you were far away…”

When I went inside, I felt a cool breeze. The cool and cold wind that you would feel in an office with the air conditioner turned on too high.

But when I saw the hair growing on the backs and shoulders of the people who lived here, I thought it must be so.

They were dressed in light clothes, regardless of age or gender. It is a cool and thin clothing that can only be seen in the tropics.

“Well, by the way… I think he was said to be the hero from the outside…”

“What, did we see how Princess Eleanor fought? To get caught up in useless rumors… Well, to us, he’s a hero. He saved the whole village!”

The patterns seen in the village were engraved all over their nests spread underground.

It smelled delicious. The original scent of meat, much rougher and wilder than the one eaten in the imperial family.

“When I heard the alarm about someone breaking in, I thought some rude guy was going to break in at mealtime, but I never imagined it was a guest or something. You came just in time.”

“Oh, no… thank you.”

“You’ll be surprised to see how quickly we eat. If we were a little late, the table would have been full of bones instead of so much meat!”

I felt it even then, but he was a big-hearted person.

His influence may have been great in creating a town atmosphere friendly to outsiders while enduring the frigid cold in a place close to the demon king’s territory.

“That’s what I’m telling you…”

“Ah, let’s eat first! Isn’t it a way to be able to do whatever you do if you have a good stomach?”

He let out my words lightly and ate up the stew and meat in front of him with a wooden spoon and a stone fork.

“Then… I’ll eat it thanks.”

Even with the might of a hero, he couldn’t help but be hungry. I could stand it, and I wouldn’t die if I didn’t eat it, but the sensation itself didn’t go away.

“…It’s delicious.”

The stew was well seasoned, and compared to the shocking visuals, there was barely any meat to it.

I hadn’t eaten all day, and suddenly I became focused on the food in front of me.

“…I didn’t expect you to live in a place like this.”

“Oh, did you mean that little wizard-nim didn’t tell me? You’re as short as your height. I really, really, would have been very sad if I didn’t know.”

was alive Also, it was worth it.

A village worth of people had escaped from that hell and were living in a new village.

“What is this…? Are you feeling well?

“You can’t see it. It’s an underground city. It’s a body… It was kind of frustrating when I heard that this mutation couldn’t be undone, but then again, here’s everyone, and there’s meat, and there’s work! Isn’t it!”

“That’s right!!!”

Adjusting to this crazy atmosphere, then and now, was not easy.

However, thanks to this, the fact that the warriors party got a lot of help did not change.

In the snowy mountains, when everyone collapsed from exhaustion, the people who found and saved us were the people of this village.

Without that help, the other party members might have somehow found their way to life. maybe i’m dead

When obtaining supplies and cooperation, there is a difference between obtaining the cooperation of local residents and failing to do so.

Requisitioning supplies from a town that refused to hold a hero’s party was heartbreaking.

Threatening them with a warrior’s sword, piercing the legs of those who refused with an elven arrow, and then stealing food from people in a fit of rage was no man’s job.

“How have you been?”

“I thought you would know… Mister Wizard provided us with a place to live. At first it was a more shabby and ungainly basement, but gradually we were able to develop and expand it.”

Even after all the villagers turned into monsters, his positive smile didn’t change one bit.

“It’s not like the entrance is only in the city. They sneak out at night to hunt, or do magicians’ experiments instead. Well, it’s worth living!”

“A magician’s experiment?”

“This body seems to be able to withstand the cold very well. We are replacing the experiments that are inefficient for shielding with magic.”

“Aren’t you frustrated?”

“I even thought about going up the mountain again, but it’s not possible with this body. Well, there’s no way you’ll be caught hunting for a while at night, and the wizard Nari made a potion that turns you into a human, so I went there. Although there is a time limit .”

I was ashamed of myself.

The rest of them focused only on living, and didn’t think about what happened next. They only blamed the Farseers for turning them into monsters, so they didn’t think about what to do.

In the meantime, Farseer was doing what she had to do. Warmer than anyone else, more meticulous than anyone else.

“Why do you look so hard! This is really worth living for. My body is comfortable and my mind is quite comfortable. We haven’t forgotten where we originally lived, have we?”

“No, it’s just… I should have met you at least once, but I’m sorry.”

“There’s no need to do that! Well, we do everything we can. That bachelor over there used to live in the capital, but he somehow got his eyes right at night and ended up living here!”

“really?”

An ordinary man with no hair on his back blushed and smiled shyly.

Everyone was living.

While I was dreaming of revenge, or maybe even when the battle with the Demon King wasn’t over, Farseer was preparing for this.

Maybe she too.

“Wait.”

If it’s a farseer, you can sacrifice a person’s life within the logic of efficiency.

But even within her, a person’s life may not be of small value.

The same goes for collecting corpses. With her magic and political power, it is more convenient to cause skirmishes between territories without having to spend expensive amounts of money to buy corpses.

You can collect corpses quickly and reliably. But she didn’t.

Buying so many corpses at such a high price that selling corpses was money meant that Farseer had consumed that much wealth. inefficiently.

If her purpose was to create a demon dragon, it would have been more comfortable and natural for her to just let the demon dragon kill people than to perform magic tricks with corpses.

“Recently, Farseer… hasn’t he asked for any experiments?”

“There was, but it wasn’t to the point of being called an experiment. It was just digging the ground. Making a basement like this. Other than that, it was about moving luggage.”

Farsi’s aspiration is eternal life. It is not the creation of life. Would she have been able to use magic so powerful that it could create a dragon?

But, if it’s a change. It was she who said that she had tried countless times for eternal life. Even the method of moving the soul and the method of moving the fake body.

She was a Farseer who ignored those achievements, saying that she didn’t consider being like a lich to be eternal, but she might be able to use ‘transformation’ in a way I never imagined.

“Is there anything strange about it?

“Strange thing. Strange thing… Lately, I’ve been feeling something watching us.”

It was stupid. Why didn’t I think about this more carefully?

A dragon on the verge of becoming a demon. It is natural that the desire for destruction precedes the survival instinct, and it is a vicious beast.

It is unrealistic in itself that there are no victims while such a guy goes on a rampage. Don’t count this as luck.

I forgot about it because the situation was so close. However, if even that was within her calculations. If, after realizing I was running towards them, I would have shown calculated violence enough to just stop it.

Even her magic wouldn’t be able to control the dragon’s ferocity so precisely.

If so, there was only one left.

“That, isn’t there a monster from the legend? It’s watching us from somewhere, and it’s hiding in the basement we made… It feels like it doesn’t want to attack.”

Farseers did not make dragons. No, I made it, but I didn’t let it run wild. He created a shell, not life.

I could guess who might be inside that shell.