Flillian, I want to live.
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"Do we need to hold that dragon back for thirty seconds? It sounds easy, but taking on a dragon is no easy task. Adventurers who can do that aren't easy to hire."
Guter knocked his head with a headache.
"Why don't we ask that guy in the village where Guval was sealed? Didn't he say he and Linie were going it alone and were willing to take any job? Yeah, but I'm afraid his commissions won't be low. Besides, dragons aren't his type to deal with..."
Gutel, who was deep in thought, kept talking.
"that……"
At this moment, Philen suddenly interrupted weakly.
"what happened?"
Guter tilted his head and looked at Philen.
"I think Lord Hugh Tark can do it."
Philen spoke out what was in his mind.
"Eh?"
When Philen suddenly mentioned him, Xu Tark showed a surprised expression.
"If you had not entrusted Master Hughtalk through the Knights, but in his personal capacity, Master Charles would have nothing to say. Just consider it a favor to Master Gutel."
Philen looked at Hugh Tark and spoke in a pleading tone.
"Didn't I tell you? Sir Charlie fought off the dragon back then. How could I possibly have the ability to fight a dragon..."
Hugh Turk shook his head and denied himself again and again.
"Although I don't understand the definition of a warrior, I can tell the difference between the strong and the weak. When I stood in front of Lord Charlie, I didn't feel any threat. But next to Lord Xiutalk, I could clearly feel that if you wanted to kill me, I wouldn't even be able to resist."
Fearon replied firmly.
Chapter 68: The Kings of Volumes Will Attract Each Other
"This isn't like trying to coax a child into believing that anything can be done if you work hard. If something is impossible, it simply cannot be done!"
After saying this, Hugh Tark ran away in a panic.
“He escaped…”
Fulilian looked at Xutark's receding back and said slowly.
"Are you afraid of fighting a dragon? Master Shuttark..."
Philen lowered his head and muttered to himself in disappointment.
"I think maybe not~"
Guter patted Fearon on the back and said with a smile.
"Then why..."
Philen looked at Gutel beside him in confusion.
"Maybe he has something to hide."
Guter shrugged.
"Maybe he's afraid of something more than dragons. Who knows?"
Flillian tilted her head and added thoughtfully.
"Something more frightening than a dragon?"
Philen blinked and repeated thoughtfully.
"Anyway, since Shuttark doesn't want to, then we should go and continue with Long..."
Fulilian raised a finger and said, but before she could finish her words, Philen flashed behind Guter, then pushed Guter's shoulders and sent the defenseless Guter in front of Fulilian.
"Let Lord Gutel accompany you today. I still want to go and persuade Lord Xutalk."
Philen pleaded with Fulilian with a serious expression.
"Eh? Wait... Philen, you——"
Seeing Gutel's pitiful appearance when he was grabbed by Fulilian's collar and dragged away, Philen felt a little guilty for a moment, then turned his head resolutely and looked in the direction where Xutark had left before.
Philen poked his head stealthily out from behind the mailbox at the village station.
Hugh Tark, who had escaped earlier, was now at the door of the post station, talking to the postman who was collecting letters.
"These, and these, are from the old addresses."
At this time, Hugh Turk was handing several packages containing food and daily necessities to the busy postman.
"Are you going to send more, Hugh Tark?"
Hearing Hugh Tark's voice, the postman stopped the work in his hands, turned his head and looked at Hugh Tark helplessly.
"Of course."
Hugh Tark answered without hesitation.
"Didn't I tell you? Even if you send it, the old man won't accept it."
The postman took a look at the package in Hugh Tark's hand. Although they were all daily necessities, it was still a considerable expense for Hugh Tark, who was just a low-level knight.
"Whether he wants to accept it or not is his business."
Hugh Tark replied nonchalantly.
"Okay, okay, how did I end up with you?"
The postman shook his head and reluctantly took the thing from Hugh Tark's hand.
After handing the package to the postman, Hugh Turk put his hands in his pockets again and strolled to a nearby open space. He sat down under a big tree, leaning against it, and looked at the children playing in the open space, dazed and absent-minded.
"What are you afraid of, Master Shuttark?"
A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind Hugh Tark.
“Ehhhh!?”
Startled, Xutark turned around hastily and saw Philen, who had followed him at some point, coming out from behind the tree. She then padded her skirt with her hands and sat down next to him.
The defenseless Xutark's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat. He nervously turned his head slightly, and then saw Philen's big eyes staring at him from close to him.
Gudong.
Nonxutalk swallowed his saliva. It was obvious that he was having trouble dealing with this girl who had been approaching him since this morning. Xutalk, who had no experience in interacting with the opposite sex, was having trouble dealing with her.
"Why are you running away from a fight with a dragon?"
Philen reached out and held Hugh Tark's wrist. She lowered her head and looked at the hand of this seventeen-year-old boy.
It was covered with scars and calluses, and even the black canvas gloves were worn with holes.
That was proof of the red-haired boy's years of hard training.
"I, didn't I say that? I simply..."
"You're lying."
Philen interrupted Hugh Tark, who was feeling guilty and trying to make excuses.
"Lord Xutark, I don't think you were meant to live a life of mediocrity and wait for death."
Philen raised his head and looked at the red-haired boy beside him.
Xutark's body trembled. He gritted his teeth, turned his head to the other side, and said coldly with feigned impatience:
"What do you know about me?"
"I don't understand at all."
Philen closed her eyes, this was not a lie, and that was why she came to Hugh Tark to find the answer.
"Lord Xutark, there was once an opportunity for me to become a noble."
Fearon told Hugh Turk about his past that he had never mentioned to anyone else.
“Huh? Is this true?!”
Hugh Tark turned around in surprise and looked at the girl who casually said that she had the opportunity to realize her lifelong dream.
"Do you know the Earldom of John?"
Philen asked the shocked Hugh Tark calmly.
"Ah, I have some impression. I remember that a few years ago, the lord was sacrificed due to the invasion of the demons. Since there was no heir, the kingdom was placed under its custody. There was a big uproar."
Hugh Tark replied thoughtfully.
"I could have inherited that land."
Fearon thought back to when he first gave Haita his grandfather's suicide note.
"Eh? Are you kidding?"
Hugh Turk originally thought that the nobles that Philen was talking about were the lowest level of nobles like knights.
"I refused."
However, from Philen's indifferent expression, Xu Tark knew that the girl in front of him was not lying to him.
"W-why? That's the Count..."
Unlike low-ranking nobles whose fiefs were mostly just farms, earls were real lords who held territories and dominated a region. In the city ruled by an earl, he had supreme power like a king.
"That's indeed the life many people dream of, but I feel I have more important things to do. That's why I'm training so hard with Master Gutel and Master Fulilian, training myself day and night..."
Philen looked at Hugh Tark with an incredible expression.
"Just like what Master Hugh Tark did."
Philen's words were like a heavy hammer, instantly shattering Xutalk's closed heart.
"like me?"
Xutark and Philen looked at each other, and from the other's determined eyes, Xutark suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was actually the same as him in terms of cultivation.
"You must have something you need to give your all to accomplish, don't you?"
Phelan said with a smile.
Crackling~
Deep in his memory, the flames that dyed the night sky red appeared before Hugh Tark's eyes again.
"That's right."
Hugh Tark replied while looking at the sky.
Chapter 69: Dragons are rare animals
squeak~
Charlie, who was working at his desk, heard the door being pushed open.
"Is that Hugh Turk? I told you not to help me on your day off..."
Charlie dipped his quill into the ink and spoke without looking up.
"Lord Charlie."
However, an unexpected voice sounded from in front of Charlie.
"Hmm? Why is it you? Miss Phelan, is there anything else you need?"
Charlie looked up with some confusion.
"Lord Hugh Tark wanted me to pass this on to you."
Philan took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Charlie.
"Resignation..."
Looking at the not-so-neat handwriting on the envelope written by Hugh Turk himself, Charlie closed his eyes and turned the letter upside down on the table.
"Why doesn't he come in person?"
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