That's how another four years went by.

Zazz-Sung was 47, Miggy-Sung was 25, Tay-Sung was 41 - and Yamil-Sung was 11, and his daughter Oura was 17.

Another four years will be needed until Yamir-Sung can take his son-in-law.

With that in mind, Miggie-Sung was grumbling to be single without marrying her new daughter-in-law.

But there's no way Miggy-Sung will wear it. That tyrannical lunatic showed signs of distress by attacking small clans, town daughters, etc.

Tay-Sung wished Zulo-Sung Oura's dowry in order to protect his daughter from its demons.

Fortunately, Zulo-Sung, who prefers his most temperamental daughter, took pleasant talk of his dowry.

This is the fifth time that Zulo-Sung will marry his wife.

For some reason, the women who become the wives of Zulo-Sung pass away early after they have had children.

Two of them were attacked by Gibba at the edge of the forest.

The other two died of poor postpartum fatigue.

That may have been because Zulo-Sung was a temperament that favoured weak women - or a debilitation from the hard work of living with Zazzo-Sung.

But as soon as I gave her the wedding, she was given a child named Zwei, and even after two years had passed, Oura would not have scattered her life.

She's not as weak as she looks.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought about Tay-Sung and his dowry to Zulo-Sung or anything.

And in the year that Oura married Zulo-Sung, Tae-Sung's daughter-in-law finally died of illness, so Tae-Sung himself decided to become a family member of the main house.

Because of at least the feeling of atonement that one Aura will not be allowed to suffer.

Whatever, I think it's a shallow story.

The Tae-Sung sexual roots say that even one's own family needs to be safe.

Tay-Sung didn't try to take any measures, knowing just how badly Miggy-Sung was satisfying his desires with his spurious M.O. - and thinly so. Even the energy to blame it has been lost by Tay-Sung in the last four years.

For the past four years, the Sung family humans have been ravaging Morga's grace.

Yet I have dyed my hands to more sin than that.

They have even committed evil deeds, such as attacking travellers and villages, and plundering their wealth.

Only six men, including chief Zazz-Sung, were aware of the sin - but with its wealth, the Sung family was able to have further abundance in their hands.

For roughing up Morga's grace, Gibba began to disappear from by the settlement.

Now only a few heads a month can hunt.

Nor does it ever endanger one's life by simply capturing a trapped giva. The Sung family humans were able to live in peace for a long time.

But - the number of blood clans, it didn't quite increase.

In just four years, there will be no such increase in the number of blood clans. I guess it will still take time to get the brave North clan to follow and challenge the Luu clan to battle.

(.. do I have to keep this kind of secret until then?)

Besides, Tay-Sung had a double secret.

The secret of working the loot cannot even be revealed to the family. This was an absolute secret, known only to the six chiefs and the nobles of Genos.

"You are under suspicion of looting, chief of the forest...?

Initially, the little man named Count Turan said so.

"If it is true, we must also punish you according to the laws of Genos... no matter how dissatisfied you may be with the amount of the reward, such a sin should be forgiven...?

"That's quite a proposition. I want you to show me what kind of crime we've committed, if you have proof."

Zazz-Sung let him try to respond that way, laughing like a beast.

In contrast, Count Turan returns a munt-like laugh.

"I have no proof... but I cannot overlook the sins that would be the scourge of Genos..."

If there are any more sins to be committed, there is no other way to cut them off with the forest chiefs. That's how I warned you, at first I thought so.

But it wasn't.

When he left Count Turan's Hall after receiving his prize money, the man who covered his face with a mask approached the Tay-Sungs.

"The Count does not intend to wreak havoc with the people of the forest. The power of the people of the woods as hunters is necessary for Genos. .. So if the people of the woods are looking for further wealth, why not just target the clubs that are useless to Genos"

He was a man of great magnificence when all the graphics were done.

He wears a headscarf as deep as the people of the east, and wraps a grey cloth from his eyes down. The only one exposed to the outside air had the same sticky light in his pale eyes as Count Turan.

"Hmm... I don't know who you are, but you're going to call the proud woodland people wildling, too, right?

As Zazz-Sung put his hand up against the knife on his hips, the man pulled himself back in a panic.

"There is no annihilation either. I only hope that the people of the woods should live a more comfortable life.... Whatever happens to a business group that is not profitable to Genos, there is no reason for Genos to move soldiers. Fortunately, I know many of them."

That's how he taught some trade union directions, and if he had treasures or something that he had trouble dealing with, let's replace it with a copper coin, etc., and the man walked away with a sleaze.

"Now, is this a plot to plunge us, or is it a soul dare to give us even the proper bait... I look forward to the end of the line"

"No way, do you believe the words of a man who is as abrasive as that?

"I don't believe you. But we're the last ones to drink everything up."

Zazz-Sung attacked all those chambers of commerce.

Kill every human being on the spot and take away his wealth.

Even if it was a plot, if it wasn't, if as many as six hunters were there, it wouldn't have screwed up the job.

Moreover, they include Zazz-Sung and Miggy-Sung, some of the leading hunters by the woods.

Tay-Sung's sword was also to be wet with innocent human blood.

But the forest did not forever seek to summon the souls of the Tay-Sungs.

So is this the right way to go?

Is this, as Zazz-Sung put it, an act that gives the people by the woods the right future?

Tay-Sung didn't know.

I just had to kill my feelings and sift my sword.

Thus, only when Tay-Sung had become a person who felt neither anger nor sadness.

"It seems that the man who holds the head of the soldiers of Genos is devising his own strategy to crusade you..."

If such words could be delivered, he murdered the man by multiplying the darkness at night.

When he needed vegetables from towns such as Aria and Poitan for a feast inviting his family, he attacked the farm and held it in his hand.

Even with all that sin, Tay-Sung's heart never moved.

The people of the settlement by the woods were also frightened by Miggi-Sung's unlawful behavior, while not realizing at all that the Sung family was so guilty.

And...

And the day came.

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"Don't screw it up, it's Tay-Sung, right? Because the battle is against the canyon."

That's how Miggy-Sung whispered as he went down the roadless path deep in the woods.

Behind the two, a corps of commerce from thirty people is lined up.

It is a chamber of commerce in Genos that aspires to Sim, the kingdom of the east.

There are as many as seven two-headed Totos luggage cars, struggling along the deep green beast path.

This Chamber of Commerce was the target of the day.

This trade union has offered to go through Morga Forest to Shim and so on.

So, the Sung people were to be asked to take the lead.

Some of these big luggage trucks are loaded with treasures and food to sell to Sims like mountains.

Zazz-Sung couldn't have missed such an opportunity.

"Maybe this is the plot to expose our sins?

Even if Tae-Sung advanced as such, Zaz-Sung was only mocked.

"Didn't that trade union leave out, for example, a trade union bordered by the Earl Saturas family? Then I guess it doesn't matter to that man who is Count Turan..."

The Earl of Saturas house is apparently the house that divides the lodging town.

Indeed, Count Turan, who had told this story to Zazz-Sung, also had a bare gesture of diminished interest.

Then take it upon yourself, Tay-Sung thinks.

This is deep in the woods.

If the woods do not forgive Tay-Sung and others for their sins, they will surely punish them as they should.

All Tay-Sung had now was the willingness to entrust all his must to the woods.

"I heard that Morga Forest is a forest of death, etc., but it's a much more beautiful place"

and - a young man with flax hair has called it that way as he continues through the dark woods at noon.

Still young, but this man is the head of business.

Let Tay-Sung nod back to that young man who held Totos' reins.

"The forest is a sacred place and our home. They call it the Forest of Death, because of the people in the town who don't have the power to live in the forest."

"Yeah. But that's not what Giva does around here, is it? Without the fear that Gibba brings, we can feel that this is a rich forest full of life."

"Yes, there are few fruits around here that feed Gibba, and if you walk in this number of people without killing any signs, Gibba will never come close on guard"

The word is not a lie.

Still, he has offered the Sauties who are territorial around here to take a day off from their work as hunters.

On the face of it, it's dangerous if Gibba comes this way after the hunting grounds.

The real reason is to be unaware of the crimes to be committed.

"Hmm. If there's not a lot of giva around here, why don't we just cut off the trees and build a path that anyone can go through? Then it will be possible for you to go to Sim in this way without slighting your hands."

"Come on, you're the one who thinks about something outrageous. You want me to build a path deep in these woods?

It was not Tay-Sung who responded as such, but a young man's partner, a magnificent man.

He has yellowbrown skin and a figure thick physique, this man seems to be the deputy commander.

The young man laughs innocently at you.

"The only way to connect Genos to Sims is through the desert with the vipers and poisonous bugs. To be clear, the degree of danger would be just as unchanged as the Morga Forest. So, if you can shorten your journey by going this way, you think it's a good idea to go this way after all? That's why we dared to follow this path."

"Ma, it's not our job to worry about whether to build a path or not. If that seemed like a good idea, the nobles of Genos would do something about it."

The man is laughing even more as he is greatly frightened.

I'm sure he's one of those people connected with deep trust.

Both look very mediocre town people, but the light in their eyes is very strong. They are merchants with the temper to travel through the dangerous Morga Forest to distant sims.

"Oh... you see the canyon"

And Miggy-Sung, who was walking in the lead, said so in a laughing voice.

I do see yellow rock skin in the direction of my right hand.

"Now let us use the fruit of the Giva exclusion here. Only around here is a dangerous area that could be attacked by Giva."

A young man, the head of the Chamber of Commerce, nodded and sent a signal to the companions behind him.

Red fruit removed from the luggage car is turned from the hands of the men to their hands.

Not the fruit of Gibba, but the fruit of Gibba.

Nearly half of the thirty members of this trade union are escorts hired in copper coins. None of them appeared to be very skilled, but in order to do their job safer, Zazz-Sung and Miggy-Sung decided to use such a rape meter.

However, Zazz-Sung will not take part in this raid.

For a few days or so, Zazz-Sung was ill.

Zazz-Sung will also count 50 years of age in three more years. I didn't think that Zazz-Sung would have sprinkled his life in the middle of nowhere - but the shadow that had never been seen before also came to Zazz-Sung.

Blurring about such things, a young man with flax hair has looked back at Tay-Sung.

"You should crush this and put the fruit juice inside on yourself, right?

"Yes, its shell is so stiff that you should crush it with a knife butt or something"

The young man waved down a dagger pattern to the fruit of his palm, as he was told.

The red shell scatters along with the dry tone, and the slightly vermilion fruit juice mists like smoke.

"Wow, this smells intense. Smells as sweet as a jagal flower."

"You don't have to wear it, you're going to smell it on your hair and clothes."

Tay-Sung and the others were retreating subtly.

I can't escape this scent as much as I pulled myself away, but rather than bathe it from my head.

The fruit of gibberish is the dangerous fruit that attracts gibberish.

In the ancient times, there was also a hunting method called "Sacrifice Hunting", which invited Gibba to bathe in this fruit juice.

"Okay, then let's leave before the scent fades"

Together with Miggy-Sung's decree, they embarked on a rocky journey.

The right hand is a cliff, and the left hand is a forest.

Stepping through this rock for half a day should have allowed us to safely get out of Morga.

But such a future will not come forever.

Half an hour and when the time had passed, the footsteps of the end and ruin burst forth.

"Yeah? Somehow it's noisier across the woods -"

The moment the deputy commander's man snapped like that - from the forest on his left, a giant giva popped up.

I guess you're losing me because of the scent of gibberish fruit. The giva took one of the stunned, stomped men on the road and rolled down to the bottom of the cliff.

"Gi, it's Giva. Ah!

Listening to the screams of fear, Tay-Sung and Miggy-Sung were running through the rocks.

As per the maneuver, the three compatriots themselves brought Gibba here, wrapped around the scent of Gibba's fruit.

Tay-Sung stopped his leg where it was going and looked back.

A nightmarish sight was appearing there.

Approximately ten Gibbas are ravaging the men.

Gibba's sharp fangs and horns make him squirm meat and give him blood smoke. Some of the men fell under the cliff about a decent run of Giva.

Totos and others connected to the luggage are destined to follow the same fate.

On the contrary, even Totos, panicked, had begun to storm, crushing the humans and crushing them with luggage.

"Oops -" Miggy-Sung jumps backwards.

At the same time, Gibba emerged from the woods across.

After all, there must have been some scent shifting on the Tay-Sung guys as well.

Miggy-Sung laughed and swung down his machete as he

That blow smashes Giva's brain.

He said he wanted to play for four years, but he didn't even see a slight decline in his strength.

"You're a hiccup hunting a giva! Which, I suppose, will enlighten the forest."

Grabbing Gibba's fur, which spasmodically frightened her, Miggy-Sung lifted her slender body overhead.

The blood that sprays from Gibba's cracked head dyes Miggy-Sung's giant bright red.

This is also an ancient cliché, to incorporate the power of Gibba, the refinement of the forest, into the body.

Even in the settlement of Sung, only two people continued to exercise such a gesture: Zazz-Sung and Miggy-Sung.

Speaking of which, you no longer pray to the woods either in the sacrifice hall - and Tay-Sung thinks blurry.

At that time, Miggy-Sung said, "WOW!?" and groaned.

"A man from the Chamber of Commerce is trying to escape into the woods!

Looking back, a young man with flax hair red and wet had just jumped across the bush.

Several arrows are shot at you from the top of a tall tree.

It would be the compatriots who have led Giva so far. They were evacuating on trees at the edge of the rock to avoid being attacked by Gibba.

"Have you finished? You can't let one of us get away with this!

Miggy-Sung threw Gibba's remains on the ground and ran out that way.

One of the heads that was rampaging on the rocks was attacked by Miggy-Sung, but that buries him away with a machete blow.

Thus, Miggy-Sung's figure disappeared again into the woods.

(It's about time...)

Tay-Sung let his compatriots on the tree wave.

Grigi's arrow is now fired upon the Gibbas of the rock.

The tremendous end of Gibba echoed over the canyon.

Nearly ten Gibbas, or falling to the rocks, or under the cliffs.

That's how there was nothing left to move, and Tay-Sung slowly approached you.

Gibba and Totos and the human carcass lay cumulatively.

The sweet fragrance of Gibbon's fruit filled with intense blood odor, which was terrific.

But Tay-Sung's feelings no longer work with such things.

The compatriots who came down from the top of the tree also had eyes like Sim's vitreous balls.

"Lower all your luggage, then drop your luggage under the cliff. Just in case, don't leave the stabbed arrow behind and pull it out."

"Yes."

The compatriots silently embarked on the task.

Tay-Sung will see if there are any survivors, etc.

Getting back to town from here takes almost half a day. Even if the reported Genos soldiers come to confirm the facts, it will be tomorrow. By then, Mundt was supposed to eat everything up.

(I wonder where the hell the human soul of a town attacked by Gibba and devoured by Mundt will return)

When I approached some remains, thinking that way.

One of the men, thought to be a wreck, grabbed me by Tay-Sung.

"Nah."

"You traitor! You guys just beat us up!

It was the deputy commander's man.

A bright, fierce glimmer of brown eyes approaches Tay-Sung with an awesome flame of hatred.

The figure A man has been tightening up Tay-Sung's throat as he bleeds so much from his thick belly.

"Woe to the people of the vile woods! We... We believed in you!

"Let go... you are the fools who trusted us and others!

Tay-Sung thrust that chest half-reflexively.

The fangs and horn necklaces that were teasing the man's fingers are ripped apart by bumps.

That's how the man fell under the cliff, poking his hate-insane eyes at Tay-Sung.

(That's right... you're the fools who trusted the Sung people, etc.)

Tay-Sung repeated, in his heart.

On its back, my compatriots call.

"Tay-Sung. Should I also throw away the remains of Giva like this?

"Oh. If we don't have Gibba's bones left, we might be suspected of being the guide. Don't harvest horns or fangs, but leave them there."

"Got it.... Speaking of which, Miggy-Sung won't be back"

My countrymen told me that Tay-Sung turned his gaze over the woods.

I don't think that young man with a hand wound can get away that far, but speaking of which, there's no sign of Miggy-Sung's return.

"I shall see. You need to end this."

Tay-Sung stepped into the bush.

There are traces of the young man's blood on the leaves of the grass and on the trunks of the trees.

"Miggy-Sung, where are you?

I didn't hear back.

Tay-Sung carefully divides into the back of the woods as he attaches his finger to the knife pattern.

A trampled bush was showing us where Miggy-Sung and the others were going.

Unsurprisingly far back, it seemed to go on.

"Miggy-Sung......?

Tay-Sung moves on as he prepares for Giva's raid.

That's how I finally heard a weak voice around my sibling behind me completely.

"Tay-Sung... here..."

Tay-Sung rushed his legs and peered behind the great tree that appeared in front of him.

That way, I open my eyes to surprise.

Miggy-Sung sat up against the trunk of a tree.

Instead, the remains of a giant giva and a young man are rolling.

And - in Miggy-Sung's belly, a silver dagger was freshly poked about half of his body.

"Miggy-Sung, is this...?

"I screwed up... I caught up with this young man and grabbed his neck screw, and Gibba made me hit him... I could tail Gibba, but he stabbed me in the stomach in that gap..."

But still, it was Gibba and the young who scattered their lives.

Gibba is slapped in the head and the young man is snapped in the neck.

Miggie-Sung laughed as he went powerless.

"There's nothing wrong with a wound in the stomach. It won't even reach the gut... but it looks like they've hit a few abrasives thanks to Giva..."

With a few abalones crushed, did you smash Gibba's head and snap the young man's neck?

Tay-Sung looked down at the young man's wreckage, savoured by the crackle.

Unconsciously, my fingertips are grabbing the ground.

Flax-colored hair was stained with blood, and the red shiatsu was transmitted to her cheeks like tears.

Its face, which shuts its eyelids quietly, makes it look so much younger than it was when it was alive.

(But... you said this young man left his family behind in Genos, too)

As soon as he began preparing for this business, the young man laughed cuttingly that his son was found to be living in his wife's belly.

Still, if we hurry back from Sims, we might be able to stand at the moment the child is born, he said.

But that eyelid will never be opened again.

You'll never be able to hold a child with your fingertips bent like those hook toenails.

"Damn, it's abominable... I don't know if people in town want to hurt this Miggy-Sung... I'm the guy in charge of the Forestside Chieftain's seat...? If my ankle stood up, I would trample on its abominable death face..."

Tay-Sung slowly looked back at Miggy-Sung.

"Miggy-Sung, shouldn't that sword be pulled out early and handled? A bad wind can take your life."

"Uhm... but I can't even get my fingertips... because I've squeezed my strength to finish these guys off..."

"Right. Then I will pull you out."

Tay-Sung broke his knee and attached his fingertips to the pattern of a dagger stabbed in Miggy-Sung's belly.

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It wasn't until late at night that Tae-Sung returned to the settlement.

Proceed to Sung's main house with the pine lights bought in town. Then I saw some kind of black shadow nodding in front of the house.

"Who is it?... Mida-Sun?

"Yeah......"

That was my youngest brother Mida-Sun.

He says he's only four years old, but he looks about twice that old. He was an unusually large, and round, fat, meaty, ball-like child.

"What are you doing in a place like this? Diga-Sung and Dodd-Sung got me agitated again?

"Yeah......"

Diga-Sung and Dodd-Sung grew up in a temper that made them more vulnerable than they were. Weak humans have no choice but to be treated like strong humans - their young minds have been engraved with the idea of no such body or lid.

"Yeah, that's why I can't help but cry. I told you before that you should rely on Zulo-Sung or Oura when it's hard?

"Yeah......"

With pale little eyes of color, Mida-Sun stares up at Tay-Sung.

Tay-Sung had no way of reading Mida-Sung's mind. The same was true of Zulo-Sung, his father, who seemed to be the only one who could fit this Mida-Sung in with his mind at all, Aura, who had looked after him since he was younger.

"Anyway, we're going into the house. The wind at night is not good for the body. Diga-Sung and the others will be asleep in their rooms already."

"Yeah......"

Mida-Sung wakes up a cursory, round body.

Those eyes remained staring at Tay-Sung the whole time.

"Tay-Sung...... is Tay-Sung okay...?

"Hmm? What do you think happened to me?

"Yeah... Tay-Sung looks so sad...?

Tay-Sung has lost his word.

I felt like I was being spoken to by an animal or something that couldn't possibly speak.

At that young age, I had no idea how this world was reflected - Tay-Sung, after all.

"I'll be fine.... Now let's go back inside the house"

"Yeah......"

Put out the pine light fire and pull open the doorboard of the house.

Then there was a pompous aura sitting in the hall.

"Tae Dad... and even Mida... wasn't Mida resting in her room?

"Yeah... Mida was outside...?

"Yes, I didn't even notice because I was flashing Zwei in my room. You're still young, so don't leave the house alone at night, Mida?

"Yeah......"

Oura smiled at him.

In that hand, Zwei, who has just turned two, sleeps.

"Good luck, Tay Dad.... How was your job?

"Oh," Tay-Sung only answered.

Oura frowns sadly.

"Tay, Dad, I need to talk to you for a minute..."

"Later, please. I must come before the chief."

"But, Tae, Dad..."

"O Oura, you are the daughter-in-law of Zulo-Sung, who wants to succeed his parents. And now she's also a mother with children, so she shouldn't talk like that anymore."

Unwinding his footwear, Tay-Sung made him state it that way.

"At the very least, you can call me Father Tay - or Tay-Sung. I have the lowest blood margin in this house. From now on, I will call you Oura-sun."

Oura slumped deeply, hugging my son in his hand.

"Ok...... Father Tay"

"Oh."

Leaving Oura and Mida-Sung in the hall, Tay-Sung heads to Zazz-Sung's bedroom.

That's how I raised my hand to knock on the doorboard, and it pulled open from the inside.

"Oh, Tay-Sung..."

It is Yamir-Sun.

Growing up to be an 11-year-old daughter, Yamil-Sung closed the doorboard with a cold laugh.

"You're finally back. How was your job as a champion?

"That should be communicated to everyone tomorrow morning from the chief's mouth."

Tay-Sung was changing his tone when Yamil-Sung turned ten and switched from a toddler to a woman's outfit.

Yamil-Sung laughs even more with her lips suspended.

Yamil-Sung, who had never laughed before, had become a laughing daughter with such a face.

"The chief seems a lot worse. Tomorrow, I wonder if I can walk on my own feet."

Yamir-Sung was also too tall for that age.

Face and body are strangely grown up. And his dark, sliced eyes had increased in coolness as he grew older.

"Still, it will still take a long time for my soul to be summoned... but until I see my son-in-law take over, I laughed and let him live."

"... Really?"

"What about Miggy-Sung? Without a report, did you go back home?

"... it will also be communicated by the chief tomorrow morning"

"Hmm......?

He narrowed his eyes a little, and then Yamir-Sung returned the blemishes.

"Well, I don't care. I have no business with such a man. .. have a good evening, Tay-Sung"

After dropping off that supple hindsight, Tay-Sung knocks on the doorboard.

"It's Tay-Sung. We're back now."

"... you may enter..."

Upon entering the room, he even caught sight of the fire.

It does seem to add up and subtract worse than in the morning. The area around the cheeks is slightly crushed and the under-eye is dimpled.

But there was nothing to change about the obsession and vitality regarded as its black eyes.

"That was a long time ago... no way, I didn't ruin it...?

"Yes. I was able to do my job. But..."

Zazz-Sung's eyes open in amazement.

It was also the first time for Tae-Sung to see Zaz-Sung reveal so much surprise.

"What...? Say it again..."

"Yes," Tay-Sung nodded.

"Unfortunately, Miggy-Sung is going to decay into the woods. He was stabbed in the stomach by a man of the Chamber of Commerce, and he got his guts ripped off."

What will my deeds bring to the Sung family?

I wasn't even willing to imagine such a thing.