Chapter 6 (2/2)

“Buwahhaha!! You, you! Don’t you think you are panicking a little too much over some forest wolves!!”

“What even are you!! Are you a traveling minstrel!? You do make us laugh hah!!”

I didn’t understand… So those numbers were nothing serious to them? Or, was this somehow normal?

“The-then, what did you two come here for…? Why the weapons?”

“Why? We brought them for you of course.”

So saying, the tip of the sword was pointed at my throat. In a second the two men became very serious.

“Don’t try anything funny. If it turns out you’re a dangerous one who is only pretending to cower like a rabbit, then we might have to kill you.”

“That’s right. Now, will you hand over that filthy billhook of yours?”

Ah, I see. Those old gatekeepers had to go to fight the forest wolves, so these two were sent to monitor me.

“I’m sorry then. Here, take the billhook. I won’t leave this spot. Just please don’t point that at me.”

“As long as you understand. You will shut up and sit here quietly.”

The gangly man received the billhook wordlessly and inspected its chipped blade.

“Hey, you. You came through the forest with just this?”

“Ah, yeah. I stole it from a goblin.”

“Huh? A goblin?”

“Well, I didn’t have anything else.”

The gangly man stared at me doubtfully.

“Well then. How did you, how did you steal it from the goblin?”