Read Novel Full Chapter 237
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Chapter 237 – Fresh Bodies
In the end, it was decided that the huge body of the shield-antlered deer was too big to eat, so the people of Nordanan gathered together to cook and grill the deer, and a barbecue party ensued, with drinks, singing, and dancing that went on until midnight.
“My head hurts…”
Of course, it does.
After one night, Roue-san, the skinny, macho man, walks next to me, his face swollen and completely hung over. The men in the neighborhood are probably in a similar situation. The only ones who looked unconcerned were Ivan-san, who seemed to be a heavy drinker, and Owen-san, a father and son who maintained their moderation. For those who are in too bad a condition, Moff the Snow Wolf seems to be treating them casually. I think they deserve it when they drink too much, but Moff is very kind.
Myrril doesn’t seem to like drinking that much, so she’s still sober. I didn’t drink that much either, because I’m not much of a drinker and I have to drive the next day. Considering the roughness of the situation, it was the right decision.
There were twenty bottles of vodka lying around, although they had been emptied by all the inhabitants of Nordanan. And there were no more than ten or twenty small barrels of ale. The venison was very tasty, and I enjoyed it, so that’s good.
By the way, the Spanish-made copy was easily cleaned and stored. A Chinese-made .45 Mauser, a Shanxi Type 17, was also returned by Myrril-san.
She said that although it was a “fun toy,” she would prefer a gun she felt comfortable with and could trust in her hand in a life-threatening fight. I think I can understand that. No, it was the gun I trusted and felt comfortable with in my hand that put me in that situation yesterday.
“Not so much to regret, Yoshua. That deer is no longer a matter of choosing the wrong gun. No matter what weapon you used, you had no choice but to shoot it right in the eye.”
“That means I was dead before the game even started, right?”
Nojaloli-san nudged me with a half-consoling, half-teasing tone as she read my words with a barbed voice.
“If you’re still alive, you’ve won. See, that thing you were talking about before… ‘turned out alright in the end,’ or something like that.”
At the gate in the south of the city, the hovercraft Griffon is brought out. As the hulking figure roars out, a group of sober residents from a nearby house wave at us.
“Come again, Takifu-san!”
“Thank you very much.”
“Takifu, you have become quite popular overnight, haven’t you?”
“Hahaha… That’s good to know.”
From the driver’s seat, we waved to the people seeing us off.
“Thanks for your hospitality.”
“It was fun.”
“Woof.”
“Thank you, Takifu-san and Mir-san, not only for the deer hunt but also for providing us with the materials we needed to get rid of them. On behalf of the people of Nordanan, we thank you.”
“No, no, no. It was all for our own reasons.”
“You may not understand, Owen-dono, but it was a good experience for Takifu.”
“Is that so?”
“A good lesson, maybe.”
“No, Mir-san, that’s enough. I know, I really do.”
I haven’t almost died since the day we met. Or maybe it was when I was in a pointless tie-up with the heroes. Even though I was bound by carelessness, overconfidence, and preoccupation, it was a deer hunt with many things to think about.
“Ah, that reminds me.”
“What?”
“I thought I knew Owen-san from somewhere, even though we never met. That’s the same name as the cook who used to cook Sea Serpent in Lafan.”
“Is that his name?”
I think you were only interested in the meat, Myrril-san.
“Well, it’s not an unusual name. I think it comes from… an old word that means something like ‘the bringer of food.'”
“I see. A water transporter and a cook would be a good match. But, Myrril-san, you really do know everything.”
“It is in the nature of a craftsman not to leave questions unanswered.”
After saying goodbye to Nordanan, we set off in the Griffon and headed east. We would cross the plains, where there were no houses, to get to the sea in the shortest time possible. We had plans to visit Lafan, but we wanted to take care of business first. I had no place or way to dispose of them, so I left them in storage, but I was curious about them.
“There were about 7,000 bodies. Where would be the best place to dispose of them?”
“There are another 2,000 or so goblins, so that’s almost 10,000 bodies. If they are too close to the shore, they will get caught in fishing nets and hooks, and it would be a nuisance if they washed up on the shore.”
“The fish would be fat and happy.”
“That’s true, but it would be bad for the buyer to find out that a fat fish was eating a corpse.”
“I heard that the Adventurers’ Guild of Sarz dumps their useless waste into the Witch’s Lake.”
“It seems like it’s very difficult to dispose of the carcasses of inedible creatures like goblins when they’re so plentiful. But they definitely don’t want the public to know about it. If everyone knew about it, it would probably affect the sales of fang fish.”
“I don’t mind, but… I guess I’d have some resistance if it was a fish that had eaten a human corpse.”
“Right?”
“What about that pirate stronghold we destroyed a while back? It was an inner bay, wasn’t it? If we sink it deep enough, it won’t come out so easily, I think.”
Is it really wise to dump 10,000 bodies in a place like that?
“If there’s any danger of them spilling out, we could just stuff them in a hole and bury them there.”
Can it be dug in storage if it is a certain size? The pirate fort would have been three miles off the eastern shore of the southern territory, less than five kilometers away. With the pirates gone, there would be no one to visit. As far as worrying about germs, it didn’t seem like a bad choice.
“Let’s try that place. If it doesn’t work, we’ll think of something else.”
“All right, let’s go!”
I found a flat snowfield and drove the Griffon east. The place where we are now is open with a certain width, and it seems to be on a river because it is a little low on both sides. Sometimes, the snow surface collapses under the body of the vehicle… or the hull? The snow surface sometimes collapses under the hull of the vehicle, and a violent stream of water comes out.
“But hovercrafts are very useful in snowy countries. Although they are not very fuel-efficient.”
“Woof!”
“Well, I’ve heard that its movements are similar to those of beasts and mages running at full speed. Perhaps because it rides on the wind.”
I see. I heard that Eino-san, the mage of the Battlecry adventuring party, is the fastest on snow. I wonder if mages can run like that, only they don’t rely on diesel engines. It’s like floating and moving with zero resistance. Sounds more convenient than teleporting. But I can’t do it.
While we were talking and maneuvering, we came to a place that looked like a coastline. We went straight to the surface and headed straight out to sea. The location of the pirate fort is… Yes, I don’t remember it at all.
“We turned right. This way.”
“Do you remember?”
“Something like that, but I can’t say for sure. Anyway, if you drive for half a minute, you’ll see something.”
What an amazing dwarven navigation system! I’ve heard that elves and beastmen don’t get lost even in forests where there’s no visibility, so maybe it’s something that humans in this world are equipped with. Or maybe it is only modern humans who live far from nature who get lost easily.
“That’s it. Let’s keep going like this.”
All I can see is the flat surface of the sea. I have no other choice, so I just keep going, trusting. The waves were a little choppy, but there was not much wind and little turbulence. Compared to the last time we went out in an exposed fishing boat, it was heaven.
“…Mm?”
Hey, please stop doing that, Mir-neesan; I don’t want you to have that kind of accidental reaction again. As soon as we finish disposing of the bodies, I will go back and visit Nora-chan. I don’t need Hollywood-style action, the suspense of suspicion and intrigue, blood-spattering gunfights, and the like every time. I’m really sick of it.
“I kind of know what you’re thinking. It’s not like I’m going to get involved in some wild thing…”
Myrril opens the roof and jumps onto the turret.
“…Not without reason.”
Not at all! I pondered the smoke rising from the center of the pirate fortress floating on the distant horizon and thought about the cause of the too-great amount of dense smoke to be… cooked smoke.