80 – Bear Zone (4)

A night of looking at each other by a single campfire after returning home and resting.

Chester and Monia opened their mouths while looking at Ant eating the flesh of the prey they had hunted today.

“Bear area, are you going back?”

Chester’s eyes narrow at Monia’s question.

Chester’s eyes narrowed and his thinking attitude weighed the dangers of the bear territory against the benefits it might bring, but his thoughts didn’t last long.

I hadn’t been in the bear area long enough to figure out the profit, and I couldn’t find anything special walking around the bear area today.

but. After finishing the weighing thought, Chester went straight to another.

I look at Moniana and Ant who are afraid.

‘It’s hard to be like my father.’

Whenever something difficult happened, it was the image of his father that came to Chester’s mind.

No matter how hard it was, no matter how many mistakes, no matter how many failures, the rear view of a wonderful father who somehow managed to feed his family and village.

Even if it’s winter when the cold wind seeps into your bones, even if it’s summer when all the crops wither.

My father was always strong, always steady.

When I was younger, I thought it was normal.

As I grew up a bit, I felt good when I heard that my father was a great person.

Then, after leaving home and entering the butler academy, I realized how great it is to live a steadfast and steady life while going through hard days.

I realized this more acutely while working as a butler under Monia.

At least Chester had to earn money while taking care of himself, but Chester’s father had to take care of the livelihood of the whole village.

How much of a burden was it?

It can’t be a burden.

In the beginning, Chester’s father was a wanderer who traveled all over the world before he met his beloved wife and settled down.

It was a disposition that was fatally unsuitable for settling down somewhere and feeding something.

Nevertheless, even though it doesn’t suit you, you keep doing it steadily.

During his life, he came to see things he didn’t know and couldn’t see when he was young, and the more he did, the more he could respect his father.

“… … .”

Chester has been followed by people around him since he was a child.

He acted as the captain of the village children, and naturally formed a group that followed him while showing prominence even when he went to the butler academy.

Even now.

Monia.

Ant.

The size of the group has decreased, but he is now clearly forming his own group.

And now this group is more dependent on Chester than any other group led by Chester, and at the same time, it is a group that is directly related to ‘survival’ above all else.

Monia, as well as Ant, have been raised and trained by Chester and Monia since they were young, so it is difficult to live in the wild on their own.

‘… … Is it different?’

Are there any creatures that can survive on their own?

With that thought in mind, Chester looked at Monia’s face.

His face was stained with anxiety, as if it were the day he had just arrived on the island.

Perhaps, it was because of the bear that Chester, who even fought against the ant-wolf group, had to run away.

Chester’s fear of the bear has transferred and permeated between them, and it seems that the fear he felt while running from the bear is eating away at his heart.

If the mind is eaten, the body is also eaten.

In the woods, with or without bears, you will shrink, you will hold on to your ankles, and in time you will be so overcome by fear that you will not even want to leave the house.

there was often

Just like a knight entering the battlefield for the first time becomes a deaf person or a psychopath.

Mental wounds break even the strongest of people.

It has to be stopped.

What should I do to prevent it?

“… … .”

Chester knew the answer.

But like I said earlier, fear seized Chester’s ankles.

I knew the answer, but I couldn’t walk towards it.

he is.

What to do.

I knew the answer.

as far as the answer.

* * *

The kingdom is rich, but its wealth does not extend to all parts of the country.

It was common for people who were born in poor areas and lived a painful life to go to wealthy areas where milk and honey flowed to live.

There are people who live without starving by getting a place in a moderately good job, and there are people who take a chance and reap great success.

However, most of those who head to such affluent areas fall into a dark path amidst the gaze and discrimination of the local people.

Some live in dark alleys and make a living from crime, while others beg.

Or, there are people who can’t overcome the gap that comes from differences between regions and run away.

Most of those people return to the village, but there are those who do not return and choose a different route.

Such people live as thieves or bandits.

Chester, who sometimes flashes vaguely into his mind, following his father to a neighboring village to sell game, met a bandit on the way.

“I don’t want to kill people as much as possible. Can’t you step away?”

And that same day, Chester witnessed a murder.

The death of living things has been witnessed countless times right after they were born.

Because he was the son of a hunter.

From rabbits, snakes, squirrels and small birds to creatures such as dogs and cats, wild pigs and wolves.

Saw various deaths of various creatures.

Creatures killed by traps.

A creature killed by an arrow shot by his father.

A creature caught in a trap and falling prey to another creature.

Or, two males clashed violently with one female between them, and one of them died.

As long as they are born and live in this world with one life, living things die.

Dying is natural.

I heard that a huge creature called a ‘whale’, which lives only in the distant sea, has died and washed up on the beach as a corpse.

Neither the great king nor the nobles live forever.

They also die of old age and pass on their status to the next generation.

But.

It was unlike any death Chester had ever seen.

‘Murder’.

One’s own father kills the same person, not another creature.

Even though it was just that the object of his usual work had changed from an animal to a human, the scene came as a shock.

“It’s difficult if you don’t want to step down. Because if you guys stay here, the livelihood of my family and village will be in danger.”

Chester’s father also tried to send the bandits elsewhere, as if he didn’t want to kill people as much as possible.

But the bandits stood firm, and Chester’s father, who saw it, closed his eyes.

“I can’t help it.”

It was unavoidable.

* * *

‘… … Right.’

Chester nodded.

people kill people

It’s never easy.

However, he really didn’t want to do it, but he couldn’t help it, so Chester’s father killed the bandits.

It was because his son trembling beside him was more important than those bandits.

And, because he couldn’t stand to see the damage and threat to his family by the bandits settling down on the road.

That’s why Chester’s father killed the bandits.

“Right.”

I have no choice.

‘I know, but now that I’m in this situation, I realize it all over again.’

There comes a moment in life when you have to do something you really hate to the point of death.

Chester knew that all too well.

I have experienced many such cases in my life.

yes.

The situation he was in now was also not special.

It wasn’t anything special.

It’s just something that you can experience in your life, something you don’t want to do but have to do.

‘I think I know a little bit about my father’s feelings for killing the bandit at that time.’

After killing the bandit, my father looked for alcohol, which he didn’t normally look for.

And I drank a lot of liquor until my soul passed out.

“I’ve decided what to do.”

Chester smiled at the thought of such a father and looked at Monia and said.

Monia, who watched Chester say something to himself, lost in thought, with an uneasy face, tilted her head.

“What is it?”

“I will tell you tomorrow. Let’s sleep today.”

* * *

Chester, who woke up early in the morning, quickly finished his preparations and checked what he had prepared.

The same tree as the tree for the house… A noose rod made of steelwood.

Machete.

The two red pepper powder bombs Monia left undestroyed.

Two claw knives.

bow and arrow.

Catapult.

ax.

three wooden spears,

A mace made of stones the size of two fists tied tightly together with a rope.

Water and food in case it turns out to be a protracted war.

A basket to put it all in.

I cut the ant wolf skin, tied it tightly with a rope, and forcibly wrapped it around my limbs and used it as a defense.

Just in case, deadly parts such as the nape, chest, and stomach were finished by adding hard wood between the hides and tying them tightly with strings to add defense.

stuff you usually make.

Or the things Monia and Ant made last night while they were asleep.

After packing all of that, Chester finished a simple breakfast and left the house after leaving a message.

Monia woke up a little while after Chester left and read the message Chester had scratched with a claw knife on a wooden board.

[Catch the bear.]

After reading that one too short and indifferent line, Monia went out of her mind and shouted.

“You crazy bastard!”

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