Chapter 31 (Teaser)
“Ahhhhh!”
Philip felt that scream of death tickle the nape of his neck. His chest warmed, and the robber entwined with him collapsed. After extracting the sword embedded in the robber's solar plexus, Philip finally slumped to the ground.
"Phew... phew..." Philip’s held breath burst forth.
As the tension eased, Philip finally felt the burning in his thighs and cheeks. It was the wounds from the battle with the robbers. Gasping without even thinking of stopping the bleeding, Philip eventually turned to look at Ian, who was sitting next to the campfire.
Ian, casually munching on jerky, remarked, "You've got a manly face now."
"Why in the world..." Philip barely managed to utter in a drained voice.
"I told you things would be different from when you were with Sir Riruel, didn't I?" Ian shrugged.
Philip wanted to complain that he had not expected this kind of difference but soon just sighed. After all, he was the one who had said to be prepared and suggested going toward the campfire.
Eventually, Philip murmured, "Perhaps my lord had wished for me to experience this, the true face of the kingdom."
"Assigning meaning, huh?" Ian chuckled and threw bandages and cloth at Philip. He then continued, "Start with first aid, then get up,"
"What's… left more to do?"
"The most important part."
Ian stuffed the remaining jerky into his mouth and approached...
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