Chapter 50

Chapter 50

50. Father (1)

She also seemed to recognize Benrik and showed a surprised light. Right after she smiles troubled.

Hmm, since meeting in a place like this it is a bit so anyway.

“Why?” “There is the woman I saw at the adventurer guild earlier.”

“Woman?”

Hodge who chased Benrik’s gaze muttered.

“Peculiar, it is not a place a woman would come alone.”

He muttered the same words as the thought Benrik had inside and sends a worried gaze.

“It would be dangerous.”

Actually several men who occupied some tables had been throwing glances at the woman from earlier.

There is one who giggles and whistles, and there are also those who glance at the woman then put their heads together and murmur.

‘It is an appearance that cannot not be noticeable.’

If the alcohol starts to circulate a problem might arise.

Of course if it was an ordinary woman, that is.

“It seemed she is a mage.”

Immediately Hodge opened his eyes wide.

“A mage?” “Yes, I heard from the adventurer guild branch manager earlier.” “I wondered how she came out so quickly.”

Only then Hodge nodded as if convinced.

“Indeed if she was in the martial arts field she could not be that beautiful.”

Mana is a medium that causes countless miracles but it is not omnipotent. It meant that there is a clear limit to the muscular strength that can be produced with such a slender build.

At least, at the mana user level.

“Did you fall for her?”

He asked Hodge who still cannot take his eyes off the woman.

“Oh my, fall for?”

It was Lisa who brought a large pot whole in both hands.

“It is not that, Lisa.”

When Hodge called her troubled and received the pot, Lisa wiped sweat and said.

“Fortunately there was something boiling. The meat is also well cooked and will be very tender.”

She brought the mutton stew boiled in advance for a day’s business whole!

Benrik’s heart fluttered more than when he saw the women on the stage after entering the store.

‘This is that rumored mutton stew···!’

He does not know how much he wanted to eat every time Bram talked about how amazing Lisa’s mutton stew is.

The savory scent of milk boiled for a long time and the subtle herb scent stimulate the appetite, so the stomach that did not even know it was hungry started to stir.

“First eat, I will bring other things soon too.”

She is an angel, definitely an angel.

“Thank you, Lisa.”

Benrik scooped the stew into the earthenware bowl with urgent hands.

He lifted a large spoon of the steaming stew and put it in his mouth.

“···!”

It was an excellent taste that does not lose at all even compared to the foods eaten at the Count’s mansion.

With such hand taste one cannot understand why not doing a restaurant, and doing this entertainment tavern.

Benrik who was concentrating on the meal only came to his senses after emptying more than half the pot. Hodge muttered with a serious expression as if seeing something incomprehensible.

“It took 20 minutes to finish twenty-five bowls. Somehow the speed seems to be getting faster as it goes.”

“Why are you counting that?” “Well, because everyone seems curious. I now became suspicious whether you are a person.”

At those words looking around, the appearance of the guests who had taken seats first betting coins on whether Benrik would empty the pot or not was seen.

Whether she left in the meantime Laila’s appearance was not seen.

On the table where she was only a glass that seemed untouched remained alone.

‘She looked kind I should have asked to show magic once.’

Benrik asked while recalling.

“Come to think of it what kind of person is Selen?”

The only mage of Jenkinson’s mercenary group.

“Selen? Selen is···. Hmm, a quiet child.” “Child?” “Now one should not say child. Since she had the coming-of-age ceremony. Until you came she was the youngest of our mercenary group. She has few words and is shy, so treat her well when she returns.”

If she had the coming-of-age ceremony she is sixteen. It means there is only a three-year difference with Benrik. At a suddenly occurring thought he asked.

“Was Selen also recruited like me?”

At Benrik’s words Hodge burst out a small laugh as if knowing what he is thinking.

“No, it is not that.”

Her father was a founding member who was together from when Drenor created the mercenary group. Three years ago he went out on a magical beast subjugation request and met with an accident.

“Selen does not have a mother, so naturally the former captain and the members took care of the child. Come to think of it she was the same age as you now.”

That is so. Similar. Selen would also have been thirteen like Benrik three years ago.

“The room right next to yours was the room Selen used.”

Hodge who said so whatever he thought, hardened his complexion seriously and said.

“Just in case I am saying, one should not enter a lady’s room carelessly.” “···Huh, what do you see a person as.”

When Benrik flared up, he shrugged his shoulders and added.

“Of course I believe you, but puberty is scary. Of course I believe you.”

He emphasizes twice. It seems he does not believe at all.

It was then that Lisa came to the table again.

“Sorry did you wait long?”

This time she was holding a basket with black bread. Something was strange. Unlike a little while ago her face was pale.

‘She is also sweating cold sweat. Moreover···.’

Benrik furrowed his brows and wrinkled his nose.

There was the smell of sour gastric acid.

At the intuition sweeping the spine he opened his mouth.

“Lisa just in case I am asking.” “Huh?” “Did you vomit?”

Then Lisa covered her mouth, and folded her eyebrows into a figure eight.

“Oh my, I washed cleanly. Sorry. From a while ago the insides keep not being good no matter what I eat wrong.” “No.”

It was not that the appetite was spoiled anew.

Benrik has a steel appetite that eats well even while seeing maggots teeming on corpses, and the insides of magical beasts that half-digested magical beasts.

However,

‘Isn’t it morning sickness?’

He only guessed from the scene he has seen to the point of being sick of from childhood.

“It is not that···.”

Benrik stopped explaining and asked.

“Are you eating meals well?”

Lisa tilted her head as if not knowing the meaning yet answered obediently.

“Actually lately no matter what I eat I am busy vomiting, so I am only eating fruit kinds.”

It is pregnancy.

Erina also had severe morning sickness when pregnant with the siblings.

The foods one can eat differed for each child, he heard that at Yerik’s time it was mutton, and in the case of the youngest Searik she only sought freshwater fish kinds that inhabit the White Lake so much.

─Kwaang!

It was then that the dark tavern door opened as if breaking.

Six or so sturdy men who looked of poor quality and a young man of gentle appearance rushed in.

In the middle the young man furrowed his brows and looked around the interior,

─Kwaang!

The sturdy man with dark skin next to him kicked the door.

“Today’s business is over, if you do not want to see a rough appearance all get out!”

With a couple of kicks the door leaf fell out. In the wind blowing from the wide open entrance the oil lamps hung in a row on the ceiling shook precariously.

“Keum···. That, isn’t it the Crow Gang?” “Hmm, it broke, let’s get up now.”

The guests as if not wanting to get involved in unnecessary matters slowly stood up from their seats and left the store.

“······.”

Benrik looked at Lisa who gripped the hem of her skirt. The hands are trembling, but the eyes are full of poison.

‘That guy is him.’

The usual fallen noble who imposed debt on Bram.

Looking it seems the man in nouveau riche attire standing at the front is that guy, and the sturdy men making a fuss next to him seem thugs he hired.

‘He really came.’

It was something he came for in case he could see, but he did not know he would really face the face.

‘What to do. Beating to one’s heart’s content and threatening is the best.’

The status was a bit awkward. Although only the pattern remains, is he not a noble.

How can one effectively and legally warn that guy.

Benrik who was pondering asked.

“Hodge what shall we do?” “First finish the meal.”

Hmm. Benrik decided to do so first. The mutton stew was too delicious to miss because of those guys.

The gazes of the sturdy men who were kicking the buttocks of the guests going out while giggling or spitting behind finally touched Benrik and Hodge.

“Why are those not going out?” “Hey, did you not hear the words to get out?”

Someone who saw Benrik gulping the stew and stuffing bread muttered.

“Wait, ash-gray hair?”

Tremendous appetite and ash-gray hair, lately on the eastern street of Bromwood there is no person, no thug who does not know Benrik.

Among them the Crow Gang were ones who had a lot of accumulated emotions toward Benrik unilaterally.

“That guy! The guy who caught and put Oren in!” “The one who made the boss that bad is that kid?”

Killing intent settled on the faces of these who had been high-spirited as if considering it a small entertainment.

Their Crow Gang’s boss ‘Kan’ was still unable to recover his body after being beaten by the ash-gray hair kid in front of the eyes a while ago.

Pickpocketing and robbery were the main income sources, and on top of that even mercenary work was blocked.

Coincidentally the culprit who ruined each of three different works was the ash-gray hair kid in front of the eyes.

It was the reason Guroi the second-in-command of the Crow Gang leads his subordinates and follows a fallen noble or something.

Those facts gave the courage to the degree of not caring even knowing that there is a Jenkinson mercenary group member next to the child.

“You, are you Benrik?” “Don’t touch the kid eating for no reason, talk with me.”

The sunken eyes gleamed, but Guroi did not retreat.

“If you do not want to see a rough appearance get out, brother. The one who suffered damage unilaterally is us.” “If damage it seems what you guys are giving here now.” “···Guy?”

Blood vessels stood reddish on Guroi’s temples.

“But this bastard since speaking nicely···.”

There are occasionally guys who do not know their place.

They think they became something carrying Drenor’s halo on their back.

Like a crow mistaking the wyvern’s shadow for its own wings.

Just before Guroi’s hand touched the sword hilt, a nervous voice rang.

“Why are you seeing personal business while working!”

It was the fallen noble who was standing like a barley sack put aside.

“···Know that you are lucky, brother.”

Well one does not know who is lucky. Benrik’s meal who was watching the situation with interest also finished around then.

Bread and pot, all perfectly cleared.

He roughly organized while eating.

Benrik first gestured to Lisa to go to the kitchen. A pregnant woman must always see and hear and eat only good things.

After confirming that Lisa’s appearance disappeared Benrik opened his mouth for the first time.

“Cripple.”

Tuk, one word spit out.

At that one word a cold silence as if pouring ice water found.

“······.”

Guroi turned his head creaking.

Benrik calmly faced the bloodshot eyes and said once more.

“Cripple, you got scared.”

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