I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 57. growth

It’s around a swamp, and it’s raining lightly now.

Thanks to that, the ground was fortunately slippery and soft.

Still, I could feel each sore grain of soil in my facial muscles as my whole body slammed into the ground and rubbed against it.

“Paris!”

“Protect Paris!!”

The soldiers hurriedly rushed to me, but the guy who seemed to have struck me earlier swung a huge spear around to keep the surroundings in check, so no one could approach me hastily.

In the meantime, as he gathered the mermaids to surround us, there was nothing to hinder him from approaching me.

It slowly slipped over the corpses of mermaids and humans.

As if savoring all those deaths, as if enjoying the touch of broken bones and crushed flesh.

[Everyone must die.]

The tip of his spear pointed at me.

[of the sea, deceived master, blasphemer, field…]

I managed to get my squirming body up and get into a position.

sh*t, my joints seem to be moving strangely somewhere, but I can’t think calmly because of the pain.

[You have to die. Except for you.]

A huge, heavy bronze sword that he seems to have just swung at me.

It was a slash with superhuman strength, but I didn’t get cut. Thanks to Antandros’ steel armor.

It was just a mess, and when I got up, it felt like the armor was twisting my spine.

All in all I’m a mess and broken,

The guy was coming closer and closer.

It’s my fault for misjudging that there is only one leader in this large group. I used the power of the hammer to kill one of the bosses earlier.

I hold the sword in my trembling hand and take a stance. He laughs at my ridiculous and shabby appearance.

My eyes, his eyes.

My attitude, his attitude.

Everything is that of prey and predator.

[Ilios, divinity, blasphemer, field, blood, c.]

“…a blasphemer. That would be you guys.”

Having said that, I spat. mixed with blood What are the odds of surviving an internal injury in this era?

“Haven’t you guys already changed owners? I swore allegiance to some strange sea god, not Poseidon.”

At my words, his steps stop for a moment.

His head is slightly bent to the side. Perhaps that was an attitude of curiosity.

[···what? You, the king, insult the god of the sea…]

“That was Poseidon. When did we blaspheme what kind of Aruna you serve now?”

At my words, he seemed confused.

Of course, that didn’t stop the attack.

[Important, not.]

-bang!!

Another blow went straight to the head without error.

I narrowly dodged to the side, rolling on the floor. Just that avoidance movement hurt my tattered body.

[Soon, get caught.]

The second blow was a horizontal slash. I ducked down to avoid it, and blood gushed up into my mouth like a vomit. My head is dizzy from the bloody smell.

I had to use up my body just to avoid each blow. And even though his forces are being pushed back, there was still time to take at least one of me to the underworld.

To buy time by striking with minimal movement…

I gritted my teeth and cried out.

“Damn apostate! You people who will buy the wrath of the gods! I will judge you on behalf of the gods!!”

Then he took off the ring on his left hand.

[Shut up. Our monarch…

···Pose···Idon? ‘Aru… I’?]

Momentary confusion, less than a second, it was enough to create a gap.

“Look, you won’t come to your senses either, will you? You can’t even remember who was your boss? By the way, what? condemned the blasphemer . . .”

He doesn’t give me any more time to brag and lands his next blow.

Fortunately, it was a horizontal cutting action again. It was easy to predict his behavior as he was a giant.

I burrowed inside him and evaded his attack. Cut or stab with a knife? Before that, he’ll kick me. A smaller and more reliable attack was needed.

I carefully press the jewel part of the ring I had removed.

A golden stinger rose from the ring like a flower. With all my might, I threw the ring in his face.

Exactly, towards the right eye.

Before he noticed something was wrong and turned his head towards me, he realized.

The fact that half of his vision was blown away.

[Ku, uh uh uh…]

The guy is bewildered. Again I buy myself as much time as that momentary embarrassment.

This time, I stab him around the waist with my dagger.

[aaa!!!]

Okay, next…

-bang!!

His tail fin flies off. I was sure this time.

My intestines became porridge.

Blood pours out of your mouth. vision is blurred Every little opportunity now available was exhausted.

The enraged guy increases his power and speeds up as if he has no more mercy.

With a shout that rips through the air, he puts down his spear and sword at the same time. Instead, raise your arms high and set your nails up.

My legs are shaking and I can’t move.

I was terrified and did not even get a chance to close my eyes and was exposed to his hatred.

Claws and teeth that once brought death from the depths of the sea fly.

and,

A straight line cut through the atmosphere.

For a moment so brief that I don’t understand anything,

A spear rod pierced his head.

[Big… big?]

A groan that seemed to outweigh the pain.

The body was automatically pushed back by the amount of impact from the flying spear, revealing a gap.

There Aeneas flew in and drove a sword through his heart.

The giant fell under Aeneas.

“…”

I looked up at the sky and saw that the rain had stopped. I didn’t even know it had stopped.

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Looking around, all but a few mermaids were dead.

and···

“Pa, Paris, Nim, Gwa, okay…”

Show off your ridiculous dance moves. Trembling, Aeneas runs towards me. The face is full of tears again.

“Mo, my body, I’m fine, I’m fine, I…”

I can’t even get the sentences out properly because I’m crying. He tried to lift me up and move me, but my hands were shaking so I felt like I was on top of a massage chair.

I turned my head and looked directly at Aeneas.

And he gave a simple answer to his worrying question.

“… Damn it, it’s not okay at all.”

I passed out immediately after that.

***

When I awoke, I was lying in the barracks.

The nearby bunks were some distance apart, and above all, the space was separated by a curtain. It must be because of my identity.

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Looking around my body, I saw bandages all over my limbs. The plaster applied to each wound gave off a bitter smell.

When I tried to move my body, it was so stiff that I relaxed my muscles.

After being absent-minded for a while, a shadow casts over the curtain.

“Still, fortunately there are no serious injuries. Perhaps, it was thanks to the armor that was strong as if it had been given by that god.”

A calm voice says. As far as I remember, it must have been an army surgeon who was among the group.

“Yeah, but… Lady Paris was thrown into the air! You’re surrounded by countless enemies!

Uh… I don’t think you’ll be okay… but even before you collapse, you say you’re not okay…”

…This stammering tone, talking too hard, then ‘did I speak too loudly?’ A voice that gets smaller as you go with the same thoughts.

It is Aeneas.

Anyway, the military surgeon smiled and said as if he was trying to appease Aeneas’s worries in moderation.

“And you won. My God… he was like a hero in a story. The sight of a man with a beautiful face breaking the ranks of his enemies alone… was like a god.

He must be loved by the gods. I put my ears on my stomach and checked my urine, but my internal organs seem to be fine.”

“If so…”

“With all due respect, Aeneas-nim saw the performance of Paris-nim himself, right? The soldiers talking about it all day drives me crazy in the rear. Could you ask me in detail…”

“No, some water…”

“I think Paris-sama is waking up…?”

“Paris?”

When the curtain is lifted, the faces of Aeneas and the surgeon are revealed.

“How are you feeling?”

“Not bad. not good either My whole body is so sore that I can’t move.”

“I’m going to find some herbs to relieve the pain.”

When the surgeon said that and left the tent, awkwardly, only Aeneas and I were left.

“…”

“…”

I feel like I’m going to die of awkwardness.

While I was gazing at the clear sky through the tented tent, avoiding Aeneas’ gaze, Aeneas pulled a chair from nearby and sat down next to the bed.

“I wanted to repay the favor.”

‘What grace?’ I almost asked back. Of course, it must have been the grace that saved his life in battle. twice as well.

“Is your body okay?”

“are you okay. I feel sorry for worrying you for saying that before you collapsed.”

“Oh, no, it’s okay. No, it’s not that I wasn’t worried, I was worried, but Paris-sama wasn’t in a hurry… that’s…”

silence again.

I decided not to avert my gaze and turned my head away, hoping to comfort Aeneas.

And Aeneas’ eyes were red.

“…are you okay?”

this is funny too I was half-corpse and just woke up. Asking about the well-being of a person who has no limbs.

Aeneas stayed still, neither affirming nor denying my words.

Only after a drop of tear fell down my chin did I hear Aeneas’ answer.

“I… I killed something for the first time…”

“congratulations. It’s very grandiose for a first trial. I was the first servant of a house with a club, but you defeated a monster that would throw a man with one hand.”

I deliberately did not use the verb ‘killed’.

“Yes… I killed the monster.”

And, Aeneas faced that fact with his own mouth.

Killed. took their lives It broke flesh and bone and banished the soul far from the body.

Perhaps if there are gods, there must also be Hades and the afterlife. The mermaid’s soul probably fell there too.

“Well, I didn’t even have time to think about anything else. If I leave it as it is, Paris-sama will die.”

Aeneas clenched his fists, then opened them.

Then he wiped the tears from his face with the hem of his cloak. As he took a deep breath, the tremor in his voice subsided.

“I have thought a lot about what Mr. Paris said. You asked me what I would do if Troia became a sea of fire and the fairies who raised me died.”

Aeneas raises his head and looks straight at me.

There was a firm conviction in his eyes that he had never seen before.

I fiddled with the handle of the knife that was on my waist. It was the knife that cut the mermaid’s heart at that time.

“No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with an answer, but I realized it only after I saved Paris.

When that time comes, there will be no time to think. It will be very busy.”

The sound of footsteps by the military surgeon approaches. Aeneas lifted his chin lightly.

“Then, I must be doing what I have to do.

Thank you, Paris.”

And Aeneas watched me silently until finally the army doctor came in and mixed some unknown herb into water and fed me.

A few days later, a wagon arrived to load me and the wounded. We were able to move to a nearby town in a jolt. After a while, the injured lay down under the roof and slept soundly.

Then, not long after, I woke up from the hospital bed. The surgeon admired the miraculous speed of his recovery, and the soldiers called him a ‘mermaid slayer’, but I didn’t care.

It was decided that the bodies of the deceased would be collected, cremated, and moved to Troy. Most of the rest of the seriously injured, who were slow to recover, were transported together to Troy.

So, compared to the beginning, we continued our journey with about a third of the number reduced.

Aeneas did not seem to have changed that much compared to his tragic tone at the time.

He still pays close attention to his surroundings, gets easily discouraged, and is timid.

Ha… Is Aeneas really like that? If you think about it, Aeneid is also a literary work written 1,000 years later, so can’t it contain beautification of historical figures?

The wagons heading to Dardanos rattled, the number of people reduced, and the speed of movement increased by that much…

– Knocked up.

What is this…

– Knocked up. More more more more… bigger, bigger, bigger…

It’s the sound of wheels spinning.

“···sh*t.”

“The wagon wheel is stuck in the mud! Everyone, please get off!”

At the driver’s cry, the three of us got out of the wagon and watched one wheel hollowly churn through the mud.

“I got off first, but should I push from behind?”

“I’ll bring some stronger soldiers…”

After talking, I looked around and saw that Aeneas was not there.

And, the carriage body shakes.

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Looking to the back of the carriage, Aeneas was pushing the carriage along with three or four other soldiers.

In sync with several breaths, four or five long men pushed the wagon at once, and the carriage pulled straight out of the mud.

“Fa, Miss Paris? Are you missing?”

“I got out.”

“Fortunately, the. You guys did a good job too…”

Panting, Aeneas beckoned the soldiers around him to retreat. With the words that I will give you a simple gift later.

“…”

Unexpectedly, I and Hector faced each other for a while.

I helped the staggering Aeneas and dragged him into the chariot.

Aeneas had a slightly proud expression.

And, he was looking right at me. With or without eyes closed.

Soon they arrived at Dardanos, the destination of Aeneas.

Aeneas is bowed by relatives and elders who have come to meet him outside the city gates. Then, the schedule no different from other cities passed by.

Hunting, eating dinner, watching athletics… the day will come when we will leave.

As we set out for Antandros, Aeneas met us. Holding the royal scepter, symbolizing the power of the monarch, in one hand.

Then I got into the carriage and looked back at Aeneas. Aeneas nodded lightly and said to me,

“I hope to be of help to Paris-sama again someday…”

He looked at me with some firm eyes, and when the carriage left, he led a group of elders and powerful men back into the city gates.

Instead of following the herd, she led the herd. I saw his shoulder going into the city gates.

There will be a lot of things to carry on your back there.

That’s how we got out of Dardanos. Then, take the road towards the south and walk.

towards Antandros.