My Viins Episode 240


    49. Visitors (3)


    “You…


    “Why. What?”


    Stopping in front of the stairs, Ellen frowned and looked at me again. Then, in disbelief, he pursed his lips.


    “I think you’ve… grown a bit taller.”


    “key?”


    oh what else do i say


    “Is it an illusion? Or did you even switch shoes with Steedman?”


    For some reason, a bloody smile appeared on the nervous guy’s face. I shrugged and replied.


    “It seemed to be about 1 cm tall. I think it might be around 193 now.”


    “…under.”


    I put an absurdugh behind me and lost my mind for a while.


    Is it because I met a snake that drinks blood in the Dream Mansion? The mastery of ‘Legendary Lineage’ increased by 2 points.


    ‘Legendary lineage’ in the game was a passive skill that slightly increased resistance to all attributes and status abnormalities and slightly raised defense. Its value was so insignificant that it was given less prioritypared to other skills. Depending on the training method, there were many cases where only 3 points were invested or skipped.


    In real life, it’s simr, but a little different. What I felt was the fact that my skin had be a bit tough, but it was probably the effect of the defense power correction.


    On the other hand, I don’t feel good about resistance. I couldn’t do crazy things like set myself on fire or identally drink poison just to see if my resistance had risen.


    In addition to that, as it did thest time it shed, it grew a little bit this time. It seems to be an additional effect that is not marked in the game.


    “I’ve been thinking about it too and barely noticed it, but how did you know?”


    “…Nonsense.”


    Ellen, who was looking up at me nkly, bit her lower lip and said,


    “Why do you keep growing taller? What kind of tree are you?”


    and was shooting.


    “…Did I do something wrong?”


    “No, that’s not it… Something is strange. You’re not even a kid, so why do you keep getting taller?”


    “Originally, men grow up to be in their mid-twenties, right?”


    “Are you in your mid-twenties?”


    He stuttered, almost in a panic.


    “You are twenty one this year.”


    WO” after.


    “So, you mean the next 45 years will be bigger? like now?”


    “…well. What could it be?”


    hmm. Come to think of it, if I mastered the legendary lineage, I might really grow to about 2 meters tall.


    For Kim Seung-soo, his size now feels a bit excessive, so he feels a bit repulsed to be taller than 2 meters.


    Ellen kept her shoulders down with a look of despair on her face, and muttered, ‘It would be quicker to learn the transformation spell.’


    why is he like this


    “Let’s go down and eat. I’m hungry because I sweated from morning.”


    “…I’m not going to eat. I’ve tried it anyway, but it’s no use…


    “What nonsense are you talking about?”


    I almost lifted him up and dragged him down, and the meal was already ready.


    The breakfast menu was quite plentiful.


    Boiled broad beans boiled in sheep’s milk with various spices, bean porridge Stir-fried meatballs mixed with wild boar meat batter with sliced chard and garlic Sausage made from quail goat meat coated with oil and grilled whole with herbs Marinated herring tbread Fresh One fennel leaf and arug etc.


    It is difficult to call it an aristocratic diet, but it was an extremely luxurious meal for ordinary farmers.


    Among the young couples who acted as servants, the wife’s side, that is, Rowen, benefited from her excellent cooking skills. She made full use of the food she obtained from hunting and gathering and from other viges, presenting a new dish every time. She didn’t ask, but she must have worked as a maid in a wealthy family.


    “Hey, try this. It’s not too salty, just right.”


    The steaming sausage was cut into pieces and ced on Ellen’s te.


    However, the guy nced at me once and continued to bite the porridge. Seeing that her lips are also protruding, she seems to be dissatisfied with something…


    It is not easy to understand a girl who is in a period of stormy rage.


    …no no no. If you’re 17 years old, you’ll be a senior in high school in Korean age.


    Even with such doubts in mind, he filled Ellen’s ss with cider and put the bones from a roasted quail on a te. Then, as I started to open the boiled quail eggs, he nced at me and opened his mouth.


    “Leave me alone. I will eat it myself.”


    “Okay, this is thest one. Come on, try it.”


    “Stop it-”


    Ellen, choked up by the quail eggs, pursed her lips and frowned.


    “I’ll eat it myself, so why bother?”


    “It’s because I’m worried when I see you cracking up. He said you don’t even eat your lunch.”


    Here in the castle town of Modos, every single member of our party received a mission.


    Hunting for meat and fur, helping to train the vigntes made up of refugees, circling nearby viges to find people and supplies, patrolling around the wide walls, etc… These are such missions.


    Of course, Ellen and I also have missions, so we can’t be together 24 hours like before. So I have to keep worrying.


    “Are you eating lunch?”


    “Is lunch picking up some snacks? It’s not that there aren’t people who take care of it, so why are you filling your meal with something like that?”


    “…it’s annoying toe down.”


    Ellen set up a simpleboratory in the guild master’s room. So, during the day, he experimented or made potions, and in the evening, he practiced magic and split the day.


    “Then I’ll tell you to put the food up on the second floor, so start eating lunch today.”


    what the.”


    “got it? Do you go and ask Rowen what he ate?”


    It was the words that I spit out with the determination to get irritated in my heart, but


    “…that’s how it is. Do whatever you feel like.”


    Unexpectedly, Ellen grumbled a little, but went over smoothly.


    Then he picked up the meat I had put on a tableware and ate it, then nced the other way. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it’s an expression that feels ted.


    W……I followed Ellen’s gaze out of curiosity, and before I knew it, He had finished eating and was quietly sipping wine.


    When her ck eyes met mine, she blinked quietly before raising her ss.


    “Do you want a drink?”


    “uh? No, it’s fine… Is that watered?”


    “no.”


    “…then it’s just fresh wine? from morning?”


    He didn’t answer. Instead, her signature ‘why? What’s the matter?’ showed eyes.


    I ended upughing.


    “Ehh.”


    Then the wad made a whimper.


    As a well-trained assassin, he usually didn’t show his signs, but now, for some reason, he was wrestling with the quail with a rattling sound.


    “Eh, I can’t…


    Whether it’s because I’m noticing it or for some other reason, Mung-doo kept ncing at me. It’s like looking at you for help.


    “Moongchi, can I do it for you?”


    “Hey yeah-”


    Mudchi was about to push the te towards me, but Ute Kwai, who had been quietly watching the amount he was doing from the seat next to him, suddenly jumped out.


    “I don’t think so.”


    He reached over and picked up a quail from the te of the bunch and tossed it whole into his mouth.


    “Ew!” Surprised or not, Utequai chewed the quail through the bones. Did it sound three or four times? He gulped down the contents of his mouth.


    “That’s mine, it’s mine!”


    “If you don’t know how precious food is, you don’t deserve to eat it.”


    “Hey hey! You pig stupid savage!”


    Mungchi shouted hard and pped his hands, but Utequai just giggled and continued to eat.


    …it’s a very peaceful morning.


    After the meal, he called all the mercenaries to the guild hall. Because today was a payday, not a weekday.


    “Get in line.”


    When I sat down at the table and opened the ledger, twelve mercenaries quickly lined up.


    “The first one is Confidence? ruler.”


    The veteran conductor counted the money received. He checked the three silver coins and six pennies and nodded.


    “Confirmed, Nari. thank you.”


    It sounds obvious, but the weekly wages of mercenaries differ depending on their abilities and equipment.


    An excellent soldier and a veteran as a mercenary, Confier tends to earn more money than average. There were only three mercenaries with a higher weekly wage than that.


    “Come on, Gidon. I have a lot of trouble losing metal and going hunting.”


    “it’s okay. It is also quite rewarding.” “Then I’m d.” The weekly wage of the gidon is 4 silver coins.


    It’s not just because he’s a good shooter that he gets paid so much. A high-end heavy crossbow that can pierce Drake’s hide at once will take half of that week’s wages.


    “Next”


    “It’s me, sir.”


    It was the ponytail Fritz who strode forward proudly. As soon as I saw him, I immediately frowned.


    “right. I heard you killed one of the vigntes yesterday?”


    “There was one bastard who was in a bad mood, so I touched him to get some discipline.”


    “This bastard. Almost making a person disabled-”


    I almost raised my hand at Fritz’s dignified expression. The guy flinched for a moment as if he noticed that, but he protested against me with a frown.


    “Ah, originally, I would pluck out an eyeball, but thanks for looking at it, I ended up with a few teeth. It’s because they saw that he would save his life.”


    “If I wanted to save my side, I shouldn’t have used my fist in the first ce, you idiot.”


    “That’s it-”


    “Fine. If you do this again, you die. It’s not a metaphor, I’m going to kill you for real. Got it?”


    Fritz kept his mouth shut at my soft advice, as if his careful discipline had helped.


    This madman’s weekly wage is five silver coins, or one gold coin.


    It’s partly because he’s equipped with pretty good quality equipment, such as reinforced chain armor and a shield covered with a hammer for war, but… To be honest, even


    putting that aside, his skills are overwhelmingly good. His physical ability gradually reached the level of a superman, and his weapon skills were excellent, so he could pretend to be a knight in the countryside.


    If personality were included in the standard for calcting weekly wages, the words would be different, but a dirty personality is not a w in this industry. That’s why his weekly wage ranking is 2nd.


    “Now, next.”


    It was none other than one-eyed Simos who showed up at my name.


    I asked while picking up the gold and silver coins.


    “Isn’t it hard to be hit here and there?”


    “…No, it’s okay.”


    “It’s fine.”


    From my point of view, she is the most suffering person in this castle town.


    Simos acted as He’s assistant and helped manage the vigers, while Ellen began to show interest in her.


    The reason why Simos got Ellen’s attention is, of course, magic. Since he is a magician or a mercenary, he deals with lightning magic.


    Originally, Ellen wasn’t very interested in Simos because his magical level was so low. However, it seems that she became interested in learning that she had recently learned ‘arrow and lightning’.


    So now Simos was busy helping He manage the refugees during the day and being dragged away by Ellen in the evening to master the lightning spell.


    “Now count.”


    In addition to Ellen and He’s overflowing attention,


    Simos is the one who gets the highest weekly wage among the mercenaries.


    Simos’ swordsmanship is just average among mercenaries, but she is a magician who uses as many as 3 lightning-type spells. In other words, he was a lightning wizard, but he had mercenary-levelbat skills.


    For this reason, it was not a waste of money, two silver coins for a gold coin.


    “…That’s correct sir.”


    “Yes, go.”


    And to be honest, one gold piece of Simos’s weekly payes back to me.


    As the notorious magician ‘Green-Haired Moses’, I fixed the arm that should have fallen off a long time ago, so I should get this much.


    Meanwhile, the tight-knit Steedman, freckled mummy archer Cole, a trio from Longville, earns only one silver coin a week.


    He said he would increase his weekly wage, but he refused, saying that he had no shame in receiving more money because he had improved his skills thanks to me and even received a magic tool. Mira, who was making a reluctant expression between the two men with a firm attitude, took a little bit, but I finally epted their admirable intention.


    After biting the mercenaries, I simply organized the ledger.


    After staying in the castle town, the amount paid to the mercenaries was about 100 silver coins.


    80 of them are two weeks’ worth of wages, and the rest isbat pay. Thanks to the fact that there were no battles that changed, the battle allowance was saved a lot.


    Now, the party’s remaining wealth is…


    3 diamonds bought with the money Prince Ulkar gave me in South Harbor. If you convert this into gold coins, it’s about 60 sheets.


    Of the wealth obtained through hunting and spoils, the remaining was 23 gold coins and 73 silver coins.


    The rest of He’s possessions are 12 gold coins and 36 silver coins.


    After arriving here, among the valuables that the freckled mummy collected from the whole town, there were 2 gold coins and 27 silver coins.


    In total, there are 97 gold coins and 136 silver coins. It’s a huge sum of money.


    When a merchant arrives here, he’ll make some more money by processing the furs and other spoils he’s been collecting… and


    his wealth grows endlessly. As expected, the stronger the party, the more exponentially the number of bets increases.


    Well, it had no choice but to do so, even with just one Ellen, the firepower surpassed that of a moderatelyrge mercenary force.


    And if the mercenaries were hired by nobles and fought battles, they would receive about 7 80 gold coins as abat allowance.


    In a word, with a little exaggeration, it was said that the value of Ellen pouring out spells after making up her mind was about 100 gold coins. Even if only Ellen was considered, our party’s ie would go crazy.


    “……Hmm.”


    But never forget that holding money is of no help tobat and survival. I have to use this somehow to make it useful… but


    I can’t figure out how to spend the money. Would you like to share a story with your friends?


    Around the time the ledger was closed, shouts were heard from afar outside the guild hall.


    “Poynix-sama—!”


    At the head of Steedman’s voice, who should have been patrolling the walls, the vignte youths mored for me. As soon as I hurried outside, Steedman, who was riding a horse, pointed east with an urgent face.


    “Priests and monks areing! Merchants too!”


    “Oh finally?”


    Five days had already passed since Max, a merchant from the west, left with the news of the castle town of Modos. It seems that visitors came from the nearby vige where the news was delivered.


    “But they are being chased by the greenskins.”


    “Damn it. Where did you get stuck ande out?”


    “I don’t know about that, but there was a giant there too.”


    “giant?”


    “Yes, a giant. I saw it with my own eyes.”


    Are you a giant? What kind of guy are you?


    “I’ll go first, so tell everyone! Right now!”


    Before Steedman could say anything, he grabbed his horse and ran straight east.


    ……It’s a giant’.


    My heart is beating wildly.


    I thought I was very happy with the peaceful life that had been going on for some time recently, but I guess there was something a little unsatisfying.