Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

94 – Lakeside and flag

I covered my upper body with a round tarji to prepare for any unexpected throws, but fortunately the stones didn’t come flying.

That’s why when I got closer to a certain distance, I lowered my shield a little and walked slowly.

A shield can be used not only to block, but also to induce an attack.

As I slowly raised and lowered the taji, I could see their yellow eyes following them. It was a dog’s natural instinct.

And seeing that the discs weren’t being thrown, their teeth showed through the rumbling fur.

“Kreurreung.”

I got close to people who wanted to play with people. The tip of the stone tool bristled toward me.

The heads of the kobolds turned little by little according to the movement of my shield.

The corner of the field of vision narrowed as much as the rim of the shield, then widened again.

As soon as the distance was completely close, the guys who had been staring at the shield for a long time began to carefully adjust their posture.

The one with the ax on the left swapped positions with the one with the scar on the right who was aiming a spear,

The angle of the spear they were holding changed little by little. Not as a warning, but as a check.

I could see the back leg tightening, and a confrontation began.

The battle happened accidentally.

“Kerleung!”

Shhh!

The one in the middle threw out a spear. As if lifting a shovel, he blocked the stabbing stone spear with a tarp.

With a clattering sound, the spear swept across the surface of the wooden shield and was hurled at the sun.

“Kleur…”

The dog’s fur blew in the wind, and saliva dripping teeth were exposed.

Since there was a long way to go, the confrontation could not last long.

So after striking the spearhead with the arming sword in my right hand, I tried to strike him right through the head.

I would have if it hadn’t been for the tickling sensation on the right side of my body.

I left behind the guy who was plowing the ground with a spear.

“Kreung.”

The guy who was about to stab his ribs on the right side barked in regret.

The spear these bastards are holding is not one.

Soon after that, two kobolds quickly charged, and both guns flew at the same time.

The speed was fast. It was clear that if he had thought of the goblins and rushed at them, he would have been hit by one.

Thump!

As if cutting a vine with a mate, he hit the middle of the spearhead on the right side and blocked the left one with a stick.

“Kong kong!”

The guy with the stone ax charged at me. At the same time, their behavior changed.

I don’t think these puppies have a human heart and a dog’s head. I guess those bastards also had a formation.

Hung!

The one on the left nicked the taji and threshed his head like his halberd.

The left arm was tied while responding to the lightning that fell out of nowhere, and the kobolds didn’t miss it.

“Kleurreung!!”

It was stabbing deep on the right side, and the stone ax in the middle jumped high to break my left arm with a spearhead.

It was a pass that was enough to cut the throats of some immature adventurers.

It was a crisis.

-Tung!

However, passing techniques were not the product of only them.

“Keep it up…”

Kung.

A beast that dared to fly without wings fell after being hit by a crossbow.

“Kang?”

“Kong kong!”

The emergence of a third party gave birth to a momentary opportunity.

My vision was narrowing, and there was a lot of work to do.

‘Persimmon’ whispered.

One knife.

Three little ones.

Allies can shoot again after about 10 seconds.

I only remembered that and practiced it.

―Kwadeuk!

“Awake!”

I inserted the arming sword I was holding into the mandible on the left.

The dog’s face, where the blade had been dug into by almost a third, became blurred, and the power that had suppressed Taji faded.

First.

“Kang?!”

The kobold on the right finally came to his senses and tried to throw a spear, but my hand had already reached the back of the taj.

―Shhh!

A throwing dagger flies in a straight line from the fingertips swung horizontally, as if using a foot sword.

“Keep it up!”

The one in pain from the metal that had dug into his right eye missed the spear.

The spears of kobolds were slightly longer than short spears.

It was suitable for throwing, and enough to cut the lifeline of a man who was wheezing with his lungs wounded by a bolt from afar.

The injured dog couldn’t pick up a stick thrown by a person.

Second.

“Kureureong!”

Only then did the guy who was scratching the floor with his spear rushed.

Once again, I stretched out my empty hand as a shield, and the charge stopped slightly.

The clever puppy must have thought of the metal that would fly out of his fingertips, but it wasn’t his turn yet.

“Ke, Keeeng…”

The kobold with only his left eye intuited that it was his turn.

―Damn it!

The third time I pulled the sword out of the left guy’s jaw.

When I forgot the face of the kobold on the right and raised my head again, the crossbow shot far away pierced the last remaining guy’s forehead.

The fight is over, and it’s up to me, the one closest to them, to clean up.

Looking at the dog’s fur, a longing rushed in. He’s a poodle, so he doesn’t even shed his hair.

“I want to see chocolate.”

Kung.

I rolled the corpse to the side of the road, took the bolts and daggers from the corpse, and went to the wagon.

To give a present to today’s first stroke instructor, Lorna Prianian.

“I picked it up while I was coming.”

“Bloody Voltra, not even romantic as a gift.”

“Still, I left a little bit of my blood behind, but please treat it as something a little less romantic.”

“I see.”

Her answer came to mind when we first met her on her hill.

“So, have you decided on the menu?”

“I already told you, Mr. Ghouse.”

The carriage started again.

***

Fortunately, today’s monster appearance event was the last of five kobolds.

So we were able to get to the shore of the lake without any other problems.

Perhaps it was in the middle of the forest, in the distance, I could see animals drinking water.

The mirror containing the entire world was calm, and the images of animals scrambling to drink water let us know that this was a peaceful place without monsters.

While looking around today’s campsite, I found a suitable place.

It is quite comfortably surrounded by rocks and trees, and has a waterfront.

It was truly the best campsite.

On the shore of the lake where darkness fell, only our campsite was bright.

Although it was only one day of camping, each of them was doing their job diligently.

The pot is working hard to make today’s meat stew.

Miss Priyanian was at the side adjusting the tension of the crossbow, and I was diligently polishing the sword.

“Mr. G-House.”

“Yes.”

I heard Miss Priyanian’s voice as she put down her crossbow. I guess I’m getting tired of this pleasant silence.

“Who is the Choco you were talking about earlier?”

It was a word that sprinkled salt on a painful wound.

“My dog.”

“G-House, did you have a dog?”

“It’s a little guy. Slightly bigger than a kobold’s head?”

“What does it look like?”

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I brought up memories of dark hairballs for the first time in a long time.

Like all dark poodles, this guy was a guy with a unique sass and cuteness coexisting.

If I had to sum up what he did, I could sum it up in two words.

“A master trapper. Had he been born a human, he would have made a name for himself as an adventurer or assassin.”

Especially, it was amazing to cleverly place bio-traps on the routes people move on.

You could say that the dog doesn’t resemble its owner at all, seeing as it reciprocates with a bigger one if you give it a little bit of sh*t, but that was excessive information.

Miss Priyanian nodded her head in sympathy.

“All dogs are like that. They lie down anywhere.”

“Does Miss Prianian have a dog?”

“When I was in Ireland.”

As she said that, she turned her head towards me. His blue eyes, full of curiosity, twinkled in the light.

“By the way, G-House likes dogs or cats?”

I like all animals. Unless it’s a worm.

From Miss Priianian’s words, it was clear that she would like cats, but I didn’t give her the answer she wanted.

“I like both, but which do you prefer Miss Prianian?”

“I like cats.”

She cupped her hand slightly. Like a cat’s paw.

“Like a dog, it doesn’t wag its tail at anyone, nor does it lay on its belly. A cat that always waits quietly next to people. Isn’t it fidelity?”

As expected, I nodded.

“That unique feeling can only be found in cats.”

“That’s right. Cats allow only those they give their heart to to pet them. Better than dogs. Better than dogs.”

And then, for some reason, he looked at me.

What is it? Did you want to raise a cat?

“But Miss Prianian, we can’t keep animals in our wagon.”

“Is there a reason?”

It’s hard to lose hair, and it’s not easy to feed animals even though there’s nothing to eat for people.

“Miss Priianian must be having a hard time, and we don’t have that much space in our wagon.”

“Are you afraid I’ll have a hard time?”

I nodded. I’m not the one in the back of the wagon anyway, but at least I’m pissed off when I get hair on food ingredients.

Miss Prianian smiled.

“I wasn’t going to raise it anyway, but it’s nice to hear that he cares about it. Mr. G-House.”

“Of course.”

And then, he pointed to the gloves I was wearing.

“Could you take off those gloves?”

I obediently took off my gloves and showed my bare hands. It’s not like I’m asking you to give up.

She grabbed my wrist and held it carefully in front of her fire.

“G-House must have had a hard time too.”

“It’s hot.”

The wrist she was holding was hot.

“Be patient.”

Trying not to feel the softness of her hands as much as possible, the schedule for tomorrow came to mind in her head.

It’s not long before Kolhen.

If you take a rest today and eat bread and apples in the carriage, you should be able to arrive tomorrow afternoon or evening.

“This much for today.”

After that, she said as she removed her hand.

In the end, I couldn’t let go of Miss Prianian.

“By the way, I looked earlier while drawing water, but I can’t see the flag over there.”

Miss Prianian said, pointing in the distance in the direction we were heading tomorrow.

“I definitely remember that there was a military camp around there.”

“A flag?”

“Yes. The military camp I mentioned yesterday is right there.”

What she said was simple.

The factor responsible for safety, which we believed enough to come this way, was gone.

A strange silence hung over the encampment. And in that empty space, for some reason, anxiety began to settle.

It wasn’t good.

No matter what she was thinking, I had one thing to say.

“If you’re worried about anything, that’s fine, Miss Prianian. Whoever it is, at least as long as it’s an enemy… “

Sereung.

I put the sword in slowly.

“Just forget about it.”

At that, Miss Prianian smiled and said.

“Then I’ll make Mr. G-House forget as little as possible.”