Chapter 106 – Accumulation.

Git entered the simple room today, feeling particularly lighthearted. There was no way to know if it was because he started working at dawn or because he still couldn’t adapt to this unfamiliar place, but one thing is for sure: he was insanely tired.

“Ha, you son of a bitch. I’m going to clean up and live.”

He looked at the objects and clothes scattered here and there, roughly pushed them into a corner, and looked at the bed. Ur allowed it, so it wouldn’t matter, but the armor he was wearing got caught. Even if you just want to take it off, taking it off is a problem because you are at work. He had no choice but to unfasten the buckle that fastened his waist slightly and leaned against the wall. Even so, the only thing he could feel was the cold feel of the hard helmet, but he was satisfied with the space where he could sit and rest.

I just closed my eyes for a moment. But why is he

“Dad…”

Are you stepping into hell again? All in all, the first and last time the child called him daddy. He held out his hand as always. To save a child who was crushed by the rubble of a building, to hold that tiny hand and rescue him from the other end. He had to catch Even if you know that the end is fixed. I had to catch it. The moment you barely squeeze through the narrow gap and grab the child’s hand.

“Mister! Look over there!”
“…Uh, that’s right.”

I knew. That this is only his memory. I’m watching the child who was so quiet finally open up to him and smile. Why is it sad He saw his child and his own hand holding it. His hand, which always wore a gauntlet, had been set aside for the sake of his child. Due to the country’s rules, he couldn’t completely take off his armor, but he was bare-handed as much as where he held his hand. The child takes his hand and leads. The power he felt in his small hands, which could endure as long as he could, was always heavy.

“Mister, why do you always wear masks or armor?”
“Because that’s the rule.”

They were not in a park, but in a small, shabby but cozy house. When was this time? They always went somewhere to play on his hard-earned holidays, but sometimes they didn’t go anywhere like this, just the two of them, sitting at home and having a light conversation or reading the newspaper and talking about the world.

“It’s strange. Rules like that.”
“It can’t be helped. It’s been peaceful lately, so you don’t know, but until recently, dragons have been constantly attacking.”
“Oh, I’m fed up with that talk now.”

Knights had no time to take off their armor, and it was essential for men who were conscripted to wear protective gear on a daily basis. Now that I have enough time to enjoy my holidays, the reason this custom remains is probably because I’m used to it.

“Still, it’s strange! It’s hard for me to even see the man’s face. When the other kids ask me to draw their father’s face, they all just draw a helmet or a mask!”

I couldn’t help it. Because that was the rule of this country.

“At least no one knows at home, right? Take off your helmet!”
“Is that so?”

He took off his helmet with a smile at the child’s surprised expression, as if he hadn’t realized that he would really listen to her. And when he looked ahead, he could see the children and the family all gone, and the cold armor lined up in a row. I touch his face, but the helmet I thought he had taken off was still there.

“Git! What are you doing without paying attention! It’s training time now! Training looks like a joke!”
“No!”
“Why are you sleeping when you’re not! Head banging! Execution!”
“Practice!”

I follow the instructor’s voice that I don’t want to hear without words, and I follow the words of those who are forced without words, and when I barely finish the day, I arrive home before I know it.

“Ah, you’re here, right?”

I could see a child coming out of the house and welcoming him with an awkward voice. Even though he was a timid child, he was glad that he was waiting for him.

“You wicked bitch! Where the fuck are you stealing bread!”

An angry woman’s voice came from somewhere. Hearing the voice coming from her alley, he moved her steps into that alley. There, a battered child and a woman with a virtuous look were sighing.

“Is there a problem?”
“Ha! Since you caught the thief, come now! Anyway, what about our country’s knights!”

He was off today. If you didn’t report it yourself in the first place, it was normal not to know unless there was an article nearby.

“Anyway, get rid of this kid! I ruined the business today because of this wicked bitch!”

And then she pushed him away. And what she saw in his gaze was a child covered here and there with bandages made of rag-like cloth. The child, with ooze and blood flowing everywhere, watched him clad in cold steel armor as his body trembled.

“…Are you going to hit me too?”

I knew this child. The child called Yeokgwi and roaming the alleys was quite famous in this district. He shook his head at the child.

“Let’s go get something to eat, kid.”

He reached out to her child, her palm showing. And.

“Dad…”

I saw a child who was crushed by a building. He stretched out his hand. Please reach me, I want you to reach me. Right before the narrow gap collapsed and he fell to his death, someone pulled him into the cave.

“Let it go! Let it go! There’s Irina inside!”

It was an endless loop of hell. A hell that I don’t want to escape from. He probably won’t be able to leave this hell forever. Because the child called himself daddy. Every time the building collapsed and he was forced to survive, the child was smiling at him. When he opened his eyes in a flash, feeling his body convulse.

“Hey, are you awake?”

What he saw was the first green dwarf they had saved. Isn’t her hand even holding his? I don’t know why she’s here, because she’s blankly. She bowed her head.

“I’m sorry, I think you’re having a nightmare.”
“…I guess you’ve seen it all.”

She only nodded her head.

“Yes, black.”

As she watched him enter the room, she wondered if it would be all right to follow her in, but stiffened at the sound of sobs coming from inside the room where she opened the door. Is it okay to go in like this? She didn’t think to stop the sound of sobbing. And what she found was Geet sitting against the wall and crying, leaving a bed that was still intact. Even though she knew he was human, she backed away for a moment as the armor seemed to be crying.

“I’m sorry. So please. Please.”

At the sound of pleading that flowed from it, she stopped her retreating steps and rather slowly approached him. Are you really sleeping? Though she knew it was rude, she carefully looked inside her through the slit of the helmet, but she couldn’t see anything inside. Just like saying he’s a steel doll.

“Irina…”

He called someone’s name in a voice that didn’t know if he was really pleading or crying. So it was. All they wanted to do was to hold his hand until they got up because they wanted to comfort him who had saved them. It didn’t seem to mean anything because of the armor he was wearing, but I didn’t expect him to wake up as soon as I held his hand.

“I’ve shown you something I shouldn’t have seen.”

He laughed bitterly and put the buckle back on.

“Oh, no. I-I’m really sorry for coming in on my own.”
“Come to think of it, why did you come in? There must be nothing to see anyway.”

She seemed to hesitate for a moment as she was puzzled by her sloppy appearance, so she opened her mouth.

“That, thank you very much for saving me. But I was wondering why you saved them.”

When monsters raid their lair. She saw only the despair of her people, saying that they were the end and that humans could not save them. She was killed and raped by monsters in desperation, saying that no one could save them. But contrary to what she had heard, these knights saved them. It was also hard with a shovel, so they saved their insignificant lives. So I couldn’t help but wonder.

In particular, I was really curious about Gitra, who even came up with the idea of ​​saving her from a knight like her, who had been living with her teeth taking for granted in Lantua, and using her shovel to save them. But was it also rude? He didn’t seem to say anything.

“Just a thought from the past. That’s all.”

If he hadn’t heard the mutter before leaving the room with him.

“I was about to wake you up, but you came out fine.”
“I think I just dozed off for a while. Is it time to go already?”

Git acted as if nothing had happened to Donnar, who was talking to him.

“It’s not like that. Look at this.”

He thoughtlessly watched Donnar reach out, and was literally horrified.

“Where did you pick up an artifact from?”

Git couldn’t hide his trembling voice.

“No, I was surprised when I saw this too.”

Donard also looked at what was in his hand in a voice mixed with a sigh as if he was dumbfounded. The green dwarf who followed Git also saw what was in his hand, but did not recognize it.

“What is it?”

Did curiosity overcome the fear of ironclad knights? At her question, Git and Donnar looked at each other in silence for a moment. Git said with a sigh.

“What is it? To put it simply, it’s canned bouniette.”
“Boonie… Et?”

She seemed to ponder their words, then opened her eyes wide. Apparently, he had heard of Bouniet before.

“That, that, that precious fish?”
“Yes.”

When they affirmed, she looked at the canned food with trembling eyes.

“But the bouniettes Gee knows are huge. For such a small barrel.”
“Of course, it’s not a whole animal. This is a kind of preserved food called canned food.”

Canning is what made it possible to keep food for a long time in Pasifenia, where various processing techniques were developed. The method has existed since before, but few countries have the technology to put it into practice. As for the content, in a sense, it’s great.

“That’s great. When will that happen?”

It’s not surprising that she admired it like this. However, those who knew the identity of this had no choice but to make complex expressions that were difficult to say.

“Do you want to see the contents?”
“Yeah?! Are you okay?”
“I’ll pick it myself, so take a look and think about it.”

Git took the canned food from Donnar and lightly sliced ​​off one side of the hard canned food with the dagger at his waist. Of course, it was a simple task because it was thinner than it looked, but she couldn’t hide her great gaze.

“Now, here.”

And when she looked at the inside of the canned food with a face full of anticipation, what she encountered was a rather vaguely dead eyeball. It was only natural that she let out her screams.

“Yeah. I had no idea the contents of the last can of fish debris was one of the three worst.”

Yes, that canned food was the worst combat ration among knights, although it was only a good word that they used high-quality fish. Even if it’s common, it’s better to dry Tresca to the point where it’s a pity to compare it.

“Ur guy. I thought he still had something like that.”

The owner of the canned food was none other than Ur.

“He forgot about it too, but later found it by accident in the pocket of his unused clothes.”

They must have had enough rest. I was on my way out of the village and on my way back to the manor. Donard spoke to Git, who was somewhat dazed while talking about canned food.

“Are you worried too?”
“What.”

Git didn’t pretend to know, but he already knew what he was talking about. And so was Donard.

“You’re pretty similar to Irina. Well, there are more things we don’t resemble.”
“…That child is not Irina.”
“Anyway, Ur and the other guys will take care of not being harmed. Don’t worry.”

After that, they didn’t say anything until they reached the manor. If Donard hadn’t brought up the story as if passing by, it would have been just that.

“It seems that there are more reasons to be independent.”

Git turned to Donard at those words. His eyes were on the mining town on the mountain. So he laughed. Yes, because he is this kind of guy. He must have trusted him too. Git hugged the cushion feeling a little relieved.