## Chapter 736 – Paladin Kim Kat

Anyway, I was home, so it was time to get back to everyday life.

The next morning.

Before starting my training, I grabbed a bucket of soapy water and a large brush and went out to the backyard. It was to wash Il-ryong and I-ryong.

These damn bastards need to be washed regularly to stay healthy.

“Come out!!! I said come out!!! Hurry up and get out here!!!”

I immediately shouted exaggeratedly and dragged Il-ryong, who was sleeping in the pen, out. Let’s wash this bastard first. But I don’t know which one is Il-ryong, so I decided to treat the one on the right as Il-ryong.

How am I supposed to tell them apart when they look exactly the same?

ㅡGrrr…

Il-ryong, still drunk on sleep, slowly raised his large body and waddled out of the pen.

I immediately tied his body to a pillar with a rope and plunged the brush into the water bucket.

ㅡSplash, splash!

After soaking the large brush thoroughly with soapy water.

ㅡScritch, scritch, scritch.

I immediately put it on Il-ryong’s scales and scrubbed hard. The little bastard has a large area, so it will take some time. But it’s not particularly difficult.

I can easily finish one in about 20 minutes.

ㅡKrrr…

Seemingly in a very good mood, Il-ryong naturally lifted his neck when I moved the brush towards it, making it easier for me to clean.

“Hehehe, you damn bastard. You like that?”

ㅡGrrr…

I scrubbed his body and neck like that.

It was very easy to brush because the kid was so docile. After doing his body and belly like this, I just need to pour water on him to wash away the soap.

I should clean the pen while I’m at it.

“Huh? You like that, you damn bastard?”

ㅡGrrr…

Il-ryong responded loudly to my affectionate call.

“Hehehe, you little shit.”

ㅡKrr, grrr…

I don’t know why I swear whenever I see such cute animal bastards. I’ve been like this since I was little. Whenever I saw something small and adorable like a rabbit, hamster, squirrel, kitten, or puppy, I would twist my whole body from cuteness and end up saying “shit.”

“Fucking bastard…!”

An irresistible urge.

I was the kind of guy who would very carefully stroke a rabbit’s head while swearing.

ㅡScritch, scritch, scritch.

So, I happily spewed out profanities while diligently brushing Il-ryong’s entire body.
People wash every day, so shouldn’t these bastards also live while washing? This feels so good. This bastard is a subspecies of a drake and looks like a monster, but he’s so pretty.

“All done.”

I’m almost done brushing.

Now I need to wash away the soap with clean water.

“Father, I brought a new water bucket.”

At that moment, Ari came with a water bucket.
I immediately ran over and took the water bucket that Ari was holding.

“Oh, Ari, isn’t it heavy?”
“It’s okay. I’m pretty strong too.”
“Hehehe, is that so?”

Is she stronger than her delicate-looking arms suggest?

Since she’s not human, her power might be quite strong compared to her muscles.

And she was full of energy right now.

ㅡGrrr.
ㅡGrrr?

Anyway, when I went to the pen with Ari, Il-ryong shook his head as if he was happy to see her, and I-ryong, who was sleeping, also stuck his head out of the pen.

“What, you bastards? Are you greeting Ari?”
“I think it’s because I feed them every day.”
“You goddamn bastards!! Who do you think your master is!!”

ㅡGrrr?
ㅡGrrr?

I shouted that, but there was no way these bastards would understand human words. The two confused bastards ignored me and tried to approach Ari. Even Il-ryong, that little shit, was just being washed by me until just now.

You goddamn bastards.

“Stop, you bastard.”

ㅡGrrr.

I immediately made him sit down and poured water on Il-ryong’s back. But he stays still when I tell him to. I pour water in a way that allows all the soap to be washed away, and then I scrub him with the towel I brought.

It would have been nice if I had a hose.

After washing Il-ryong, I left him to Ari and dragged I-ryong out to repeat the process.

The thought that I-ryong might become Il-ryong again tomorrow made me feel strangely sentimental.

“Damn…!”

Why do you have to look exactly the same and give me this pain of separation…!

The guy who was Il-ryong today will be I-ryong tomorrow.

And if I get attached, they’ll switch again the next day.

I think I need to make some kind of mark on their bodies to tell them apart, but I decided to give up because it would hurt my heart too much to deliberately make a wound.

Yeah.

Whatever happens, it’s a problem that ends with just my heart hurting.

“I feel so depressed.”

Thus, the creation of a world where no one is hurt was complete.

“Ugh.”

After rambling on and on and finishing, I realized that about an hour had passed. I thought it would be over in an hour, but I ended up taking longer than expected because of my contemplation about Il-ryong and I-ryong.

Those damn bastards are too big.
It takes forever to wash them, damn it.

That’s why I can’t help but swear.

“Ari, let’s feed the kids now.”
“Yes.”

ㅡSwish, swish.

Ari skillfully grew weeds and then controlled the two bastards to feed them the delicious weeds. Ari feeds them every day, so they think she’s their master.

ㅡChomp, chomp.
ㅡChew, chew.

The two livestock just ate the weeds as if they were the happiest in the world.

“It’s inhumanly annoying.”

Anyway, I cleaned the pen neatly while I was washing them.

After finishing all that, a refreshing morning finally greeted me. Yeah, a man has to do housework like this in addition to work and sex. That was the pinnacle of fusion Confucianism.

I sent Ari inside, put Il-ryong and I-ryong back in the pen, and closed the gate. Then I drew Bigaal and started training.

* * *

After sweating until around lunchtime, I went inside and washed my upper body simply with a bucket shower. It’s almost time to eat, but there’s something to do before that.

I immediately went down to the basement and took out Garoth’s leather. Let’s ask Risha about the Lycanthrope.

The women had already woken up, showered, and come out by the time I was moving my body outside.

“Indeed, I can say that this is a very good leather, even after seeing it again. And such clean silver fur… You said he was a high priest? This has magical value as well.”

That was Risha’s evaluation of Garoth’s leather.

“With a monster like this, the energy would have gathered in the heart and liver as well. It’s a shame that those are missing.”
“Sorry. I couldn’t help it because of the distance. I would have brought them if I could, but I thought they would spoil on the way.”

I’m sad about that too.

“Hehehe, it’s okay.”

Risha smiled and touched my head.
If only I had preservatives.

“Anyway, Lycanthrope… It wasn’t such a rare race in the past. But they disappeared from a certain point, so it’s unusual for them to suddenly appear.”

I didn’t bother asking when “in the past” was.

“He said he came to the holy land after receiving a divine message, so it’s unusual.”
“You said that the one who gave the divine message was the god of the full moon? That’s a god that this one doesn’t know either.”

A god that Risha doesn’t know.

In fact, I don’t know all the religions that are spread in the human world, so how would I know the religions of monsters? It’s too broad.

“This one’s specialty is black magic, so I don’t know much about faith…”
“Of course you might not know. People usually don’t know much about things that aren’t their specialty.”
“That’s right.”

Risha seemed a little embarrassed.

“Anyway, you said this leather has magical value, right? I was thinking of making it into clothes, but should I just use it magically?”
“Hmm… Just make it into clothes. That would be better.”
“There’s a magical use for it?”
“There is, but I don’t think there’s anything you can do with just this leather. Above all, this one doesn’t know about the god of the full moon, does she? Then it’s useless.”
“Really? Then whatever.”

I should just leave it to the leather shop to make clothes. I have a Sasquatch fur coat, so if I wear this on top of it in the winter, it will be super warm.

After finishing the conversation, we all ate together, and then I went out to the backyard with Karin. I routinely drew my sword and then routinely charged at her. When I’m at home, I improve my skills by sparring with her every day.

Of course, I haven’t landed a single effective hit on her since I first met her.

“Sis, where do you think I am exactly?”

I asked her.

“Hmm, honestly, I only have a rough idea, and I don’t know exactly anymore. Your skills fluctuate too much between real battles and sparring with me.”

This is something I’ve heard a few times.

Karin says that she can’t accurately grasp where my skills are. I know that I’m strong, but I don’t have anything to use as a reference point, so I don’t know exactly.

“But seeing you fight the baron last time, I think you’re about a veteran in the royal knight order? But you can fight even better than that, can’t you?”
“That’s right.”

Baron Salberin, armed with a magic sword, was a veteran knight in name and reality. He was older than me, for one thing. That means he has more experience.

In reality, he was a formidable enemy that ordinary people couldn’t even compare to.

A knight who used mana, honed his stamina and skills over many years, and had combat experience, and was heavily armed. What that means is by no means light.

And I was stronger than him.

“So I don’t know either. If you’re stronger than that baron guy… Ah, it’s ambiguous. Anyway. This time you fought that giant Lycanthrope, right? I have a rough idea because I saw that huge leather, but what about him? Tell me exactly.”
“He was definitely a level above the baron.”

Garoth was stronger than Baron Salberin.

If the two of them fought, Garoth would have been dominant. I know because I fought both of them directly. He was skilled as a high priest of an evil god.

A strongman in name and reality.

An enemy so strong that you can say that there aren’t many existences as strong as him.

I recall Garoth’s movements. How strong do you have to be to respond to his movements and land an effective hit? I don’t know, but it would be difficult even for a skilled knight.

“As you can see from the leather, those long arms themselves were his weapons. He even wore aura all over his body, beyond his claws and teeth. He was also damn fast.”

A warrior of the Lycanthrope clan who uses moonlight.

“But in the end, I overcame it. I felt it while fighting, but he was a level below me. So it wasn’t that difficult to win.”

Garoth’s hands were slower than my sword, and the destructive power of his aura was also worse than mine. His physical condition was better than mine, but I still won.

“As a result, he was just a guy I could easily catch alone.”
“…”

Karin, who heard my confident words, stared at me intently, and then suddenly gently pulled on my cheek and said.

“Ugh, damn it. Can’t you give me a proper demonstration? I want to know exactly, not just hear about it, you damn husband.”
“Ah, ah. Sis, sis. No, that’s a bit…”

Honestly, I try to pour everything into sparring with my sister, but I guess you could say that real battles and practice are different, and I can’t deny that I feel like there’s a restriction on me from somewhere I don’t even know.

“Anyway, judging from what I’ve heard, you seem to be definitely in the strong group within the royal knight order?”

Karin, who was pulling on my cheek, came to a conclusion.

In the strong group even in the royal knight order.

“It’s not an accurate assessment, but if I combine what I felt and what I heard, I think you’re about that level, but that’s really damn strong? I think I can start comparing you to when I was young?”

Of course, it would be a strong level.
But how many years ago was it when our Karin was young?

“When you were making a living as a serial killer?”

That’s like when tigers used to smoke… I guess that’s right.

“Hmm… Was it then? Ah, but it’s a bit difficult to compare because I have a lot of mana. Anyway. I’m so happy because I can see your growth. At this pace, you’ll be strong enough to hold your own anywhere by next year.”

Ah.

“To the extent that you can be called a ‘real knight’ worthy of the title of upper-level Sword Expert.”
“Hehehe, ah. Sis. If you praise me like that, I’ll really kill you at night.”

My lips started to curl up when Karin said that.

I can’t do this.

I’m going to have to focus on touching this sister today.

“No, you little shit.”
“Sis… As you know, you can’t beat me in bed.”
“Y-you’re so right that I can’t say anything… You goddamn bastard.”
“Ouch.”

Karin gently poked my side with her finger.

Let’s keep improving my skills like this.