chapter 9
Episode 9. Tira’s Homemade Lemon Tea (4)
next day.
Barak- Barak-
“You need to hit it a little harder. That way, the grime will go away.”
Barak- Barak- Barak-
“Oh dear… … Diapers and dirty laundry should be soaked in warm water for a while. It just doesn’t wash well.”
The backyard of the temple with a well.
The laundry work of Tira and Daryl’s gang is in full swing.
Tira was nagging Daryl with a slightly dissatisfied face.
I groaned and listened to the laundry basket I washed nearby.
“I’ll hang this up and pick up the other laundry. You are doing it.”
Tira smiled and disappeared inside the temple.
Five watching.
They quickly gathered around Daryl.
“older brother! I will die of cold hands!”
“How long do I have to do this?! yes?”
“Woo-wook… … I got granny sh*t on my hands… … .”
The thugs who dominated the market until just yesterday!
It was hard to believe what they looked like now.
At the lamentations of his younger siblings, Daryl groaned with soulless eyes.
“What can I do… … .”
The monster with the stick.
I don’t know where such a guy came from, but he was really strong to the bottom and bottom.
If you lost in a 1v1 match, you would only hurt your pride.
However, five people rushed at it, but the fact that they couldn’t even brush their collars… … .
It means that he is already a master on a different level.
“Where did you not think you learned to be a stickler? Pak with moderation! When I swung it, Peter hyung-nim quacked! Wasn’t it really amazing to leave after doing that?”
“You bastard! are you not right? The one who got hit the most and has swollen eyes!”
f*ck!
Peter patted him on the back of the head.
he said briskly.
“No, does this really make sense? We’re the Hanson gang! But washing poopy diapers… … Woo-wook… … .”
“you’re right. What do you have to do?”
“What number?”
“hmm… … Shall we attack him when he appears again after deciding on his role?”
“role?”
Peter picked up a small twig and drew a human figure on the floor.
A long string sticking out of the fingertips.
It looked like a drawing of a knife holding a stick.
“First of all, we have to take away the stick he is holding. It seems difficult alone, so the two of us rush at once and only aim for sticks.”
“… … After that?”
“The remaining three attack in one shot, one person grabs each leg and immobilizes them, and the last one puts a fist through the jaw! No matter how long and how long I fly, if I do this, I have no choice but to be defeated.”
“There are gaps, but it’s okay in its own way.”
“If we follow this strategy, we will definitely have a chance.”
“But it is.”
“yes.”
“Who is playing the role of stealing the stick? Especially the one who will run first. are you going to do it?”
“… … .”
“Then you?”
“… … .”
Silence fell by the well.
In the midst of only noticing each other but no one opening their mouth.
Daryl muttered quietly.
“… … Let’s do the laundry.”
That plan Peter said.
may succeed
However, no matter what the outcome is, the guy who ran into it in the first place can never be safe.
Whether it’s an arm, a leg, or that horrible collarbone… … .
One place will break properly.
Then you will have to live the rest of your life as an asshole.
No one would volunteer for that dangerous role.
In the end, this discussion was futile from the beginning.
“wow! Even though I wasn’t there, everyone was doing it diligently! Rejoice!”
Tira is back.
Looking at Daryl, he smiles brightly.
Along with the basket of fresh laundry, she had also brought another small basket.
“Come on, let’s all have a cup of warm lemon tea. I cooked it myself.”
“oh-.”
Lemon tea with a refreshing scent.
Tira pours it into a cute glass.
Daryls with very moved eyes.
They looked like they were going to live a little longer when they held a warm glass while doing laundry with cold well water.
“Oh, it ran out quickly after I gave it to five people. I’ll go and boil another kettle. Hang on a minute!”
Let Tyra disappear.
They unite around Daryl again.
It was a very different expression from when I was planning the strategy earlier.
“That apprentice priest named Tyra seems like a very kind person. Seeing how they treat us so well, knowing that we are from the Hanson gang.”
“As expected, priesthood is not for everyone.”
“Hmm… … Maybe it’s worth living here too?”
Everyone’s eyes turned to the one who murmured at the end.
He was taken aback for a moment, then continued.
“Honestly, laundry is hard, but why isn’t there anything difficult about it? It’s a bit lacking, but the bread is served on time, the bathroom is clean, and there are no bedbugs in the bed. Besides, since I don’t have to go around the market and intimidate people, I think that’s a bit… … .”
Daryl slowly nodded.
To be called a gangster, he is now in his late teens, at most early 20s.
It couldn’t have been pleasant to intimidate the old merchants just because of them.
There were two people secretly watching Daryl’s conversation from behind the corner in the backyard.
It was Carl and Tira.
“knife!”
“How is it?”
“It was just as you said. Since I was away, I initially planned to raid the knife, right? But when I left it alone, it started washing again. Afterwards, they brought lemon tea, and everyone liked it.”
“Good job. When taming a foal, you shouldn’t use too much whip. If you just want to forget, make lemon tea.”
“yes. lol.”
Tira looked at the knife with bright eyes like a puppy waiting for praise.
She said.
“By the way, Carl, do you think something has changed?”
“what?”
“I can’t pinpoint exactly, but something… … Does your skin seem to have improved?”
“is it?”
Carl laughed.
He was in a good mood with the divine power that was radiating from his heart little by little.
‘Fortunately, it was successful.’
It’s only a small part, but it’s definitely a silver colored heart!
Last night, I almost went to see God again.
Because there was a big hurdle in the middle.
‘I didn’t know that the wastes accumulated in the bloodline would interfere with the operation of divine power.’
The condition of this body was much worse than expected.
It seems that he has just rolled his body while sleeping.
Severe is not enough to say.
It was literally ‘rotten’.
What if you hadn’t tried making a silver heart in your previous life?
It was going to be a really big deal.
‘Anyway, I survived.’
Although weak, the heart has been able to produce new divine power!
Now you just have to change your body little by little with the divine power emitted from your heart.
Of course, you have to practice at the same time.
“Do you have any tips for improving your skin? If so, just give me a little hint.”
“okay.”
“hehehe, then I’m done.”
Tira’s back as she moves away.
Looking at that, Carl thought.
‘It’s obvious how to improve your skin, just accept the divine power!’
But it’s a problem because it’s all impossible.
When I think of what I will do in the future, I let out a small sigh.
‘It’s going to be a hard life.’
In fact, it was like that in his previous life.
The shining paladin life that everyone praises!
But it was too hard.
Because I had to carry the expectations of the people of the world and cross the battlefield.
Besides, what if the war enters a lull?
He had to go around the rear to treat the sick, and when that was over, he had to stop by the capital and inspire the people’s faith.
The war against the Lich King wasn’t just about courage or will.
The war could not even start if the people did not unite and provide military supplies and other military supplies.
It was the life of a paladin running without a break.
Even so, the end is close to failure.
‘Even though I tried to die, I lost everything in the end.’
I put in all the effort I could.
But in the end, I had to lose them all.
Life, goals, and the lives of precious comrades… … .
I hope it’s a little different this time.
It’s okay for me to try, but I don’t want to sacrifice others.
In order to do that, in the end, everyone, not just me, must become stronger.
okay.
That’s it!
‘My colleagues gave their lives so that I and the Lich King could fight alone. But they all died in the end.’
What if I wasn’t a paladin?
No, what if I wasn’t the only Paladin?
What if the knights who protected my back until the end weren’t just at the level of paladins?
‘What if the four paladins who followed me were all paladins?’
Had it been so, the result would have been different.
‘There would be no need to lure the undead army to the Tethys Plain!’
Five people with as much power as Carlos in his previous life?
Then it’s an operation and there’s no need to write anything.
All you have to do is just push in with the five of you and wipe it out.
The Lich King, who was called the ‘Lord of Hate’?
In the end, he also had to make friends with Carlos.
So if there are multiple paladins… … .
‘The odds are 100%!’
Kwak!
Carlos’s fist tightened.
Let’s discover good Huin and raise them as Paladins!
Then I will save the world, and my body will be more comfortable than in my previous life… … .
A little less knife stabbing, a little less camping in the field… … .
Let other paladins do the tiring, difficult, and dangerous work!
While thinking that, Carlos looked up at the sky.
‘No, you worked hard in your previous life, didn’t you? Let’s go a little more comfortably this time. yes?’
– Didn’t I say anything?
The sun god seems to ask that.
Carlos, who was alone and looked around for no reason.
In his gaze, he saw Tira, who was getting farther away.
Barak, barak, the backs of the Daryls washing the laundry.
“I have to turn over my hand first.”
Searching all over this vast empire to find lumber to become a paladin?
that is so stupid
I’d rather grow the guys around me step by step and use them.
When a good guy appears, it would be much better to intensively train him then.
‘I think Clemens will be difficult. Eric is also a little insincere… … .’
He wants to accept anyone as a disciple if he has the will.
You can’t force yourself to do that.
Clemens is an old man who would be unable to move for a month even if he fell down the stairs right away.
Eric couldn’t find a single muscle in his body, as if he had only read books his entire life.
Musculoskeletal itself is not suitable for ssambakjil.
‘The two teach other things later.’
First of all, focus on Darryl.
And the same Hanson who punched himself in the jaw before.
He was quite big, but it would be nice to tame him too.
Of course, anyone who knew Hanson’s temper would think he was crazy to hear this.
But Carlos had one firm belief.
‘Hard hawks also create a sense of faith that wasn’t there before!’
Is your opponent a thug who steals money from the market?
Then, hit them 100 times to straighten out the crooked arms.
And if you hit another 100 times, you will have faith.
‘If you add 100 more to that, you’ll be a good follower. Good plan!’
Future plans that make it questionable whether the paladin’s plan to follow God is correct.
On the way to the mayor’s residence, Hanson felt a chill involuntarily.
“Ehch!”