Volu Pipe (1/2)

Chapter 67 — S Pipe

Translator: SaltyTank

Editor: AyaSnow

The first gleaht and wared to recover a decent amount of supplies and food from the fire, they had been unable to put it out and could only let it burn Plenty of houses had been burnt down, leaving patches of scorched land and rubble

The tired-looking villagers were still gathering the bodies of those who had lost their lives in the night raid Sobs and cries could still be heard within the village Despite the grief and pain the night had brought, it had also ht The survivors of the h their cowardice had been coilantly, keeping an eye out for lizardmen and monsters Given a bit more ti on top of a scout tower The guard captain had given hi pipe and some flake tobacco; it was a cheap tobacco which probably cost only a Silver Derahl for a pouch, but Soran did not mind He stuffed the tobacco into the pipe, then lit it and took a deep breath Lost in thought, he gazed far into the distance The brutal battle last night relimpse of as to coer scales would be cohter everywhere

The injury on his arm tormented Soran He had re Despite having the Rebirth ability, he estimated that his wounds would still take a while to coe in strenuous exercises for a day or two Due to the pain and itchiness frohtly distorted expression He took another deep breath fro There were no over-the-counter painkillers in this world, and he could only distract hih his stats could be represented nuaame, but reality after all He had of course trained to endure pain back in the game, but the sensation was much more vivid now

”Here”

The ave hi the death of his faes in the wilderness were all tough people; the harsh environthened their minds over the years They would not fall so easily, at least not to soently shook his head and rejected the liquor He picked up the s pipe and took another deep breath, then replied, ”Sorry, I don't drink”

It was Soran's principle to never drink liquor

One of the militia captain's arms was now disabled He sat doith a bit of difficulty and took a sip of the liquor, then said, ”Thank you We wouldn't have ht if you weren't there”

Soran remained silent

The captain took out a sack and a book with great effort and shoved theainst each other could be heard He then said, ”I know you're an adventurer The scroll you used last night was your truht, so we can only offer this to show our gratitude

”I was once a soldier who fought in the south This is the book of the White Raven Style, or the first half of it to be exact I hope you will find it useful There's also soh it's not much, please accept it”

Soran slowly placed the pipe down and picked up the book It was a handwritten s that were slightly difficult to cohly understand the techniques recorded Soran shoved the pouch of coins back toward the captain, then picked up the pipe to sain

”I'll take the book, but you should keep the money You'll need it for the winter to coe should be just able tothe lizarders who'd collected while he and the guard captain had been speaking, then slowly said, ”You guys better leave today The lizarde happened in the deep wilderness, so rebuild the village so as you're alive, there's hope”

The tender leaf on the tip of the withered vine staff fluttered in the wind

Soran sighed, then s pipe my reward It's about time for me to leave now You should also make up your minds quickly”

Just like the wind, Soran silently left the village Only a handful of villagers had noticed hi and watched his back as he disappeared into the distance He had no intention of staying and helping theers whom he had met by chance Soran did not know their naers know his; all they kneas that he was a rogue who could use ifts He would do what he wanted, then proceed to start his next journey