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Translator: Tchu
Editor: ArKain
Proofreader: Hydramon
The pain in his shoulder forced Shaar to squeeze his eyes and mouth together, giving him a ridiculous look on his face. Quickly putting pressure on his wound, his body trembled severely for a while, and he started to breathe out heavily. Refusing to remind himself of their kiss a moment ago, he started to curse: âDo you want to kill me!!â
The Pitiful Creature instantly became enraged. This hillbilly took massive advantage of her and actually dared to get angry and scold her: âYou bastard, a moment ago âŠâŠâ
âShut up!â Shaarâs face instantly changed color and forcefully gritted his teeth: âNothing happened a moment ago! You better quickly forget about it! You, you better not tell this to anybody else, otherwise I wonât ever be able to leave my house in the future!â
While talking, Shaar looked around and saw the shy goblin princess sitting at the corner and started to give off a strong murderous intent: âAnd you! You also better not say a word about it!â
The goblin princessâ heart instantly filled with dread and quickly nodded.
The Pitiful Creature almost fainted from anger!
Not only did she stop believing in natural justice after this hillbilly took advantage of her, now this bastard actually started to act as if he was the one who was violated!
After such a side-show, both of them turned their heads and started to ignore each other.
Pulling out a piece of cloth, Shaar started to bind his wound and sat down while holding his head in worry.
Where did Shaarâs worries come from?
Stupid question, how could he not be worried?
When he calmed down, he indignantly discovered the fact that âŠâŠ Uncle Shaar turned into a poor wretch again.
In order to escape a moment ago, Shaar had to throw away all his belongings to save them! Which meant he could not bring the heavy luggage that he had carried around all the time!
God dammit! There were still a dozen gold coins inside!!
Both his waraxe and his shield were destroyed.
Even the wolf skin of that Bloodthirsty Great wolf was left behind!!
Right now, Shaar had returned to the same situation as when he left Primal Wildfire town. No, compared to that time, he at least also had a rotten axe in his hand. Now his only remaining weapon was the pitchfork.
Ah âŠâŠah?!!
The pitchfork!!
Quickly picking up the pitchfork that the pitiful creature left beneath his foot, Shaar carefully held it in his hands and observed it.
This rotten pitchfork was fully covered in a layer of black ash after using it to transport black coal for countless years. I am afraid that the thick layer could not be cleaned even if someone tried to scratch it off. It did not even have one shiny spot on it left.
Shaar did not even know where this tool came from and was already using it before he could remember. Most likely, the old man threw it into the furnace a long time ago. Shaar had never discovered its magical usefulness and usually only used it to stab a coal briquette or to flip some charcoals and so on.
As for its sharpness âŠâŠWould you ever take your family pitchfork and start to use it as a kitchen knife to chop stuff when you had nothing to do?
After being busy for a while, the anger in Shaarâs heart slowly disappeared. He looked at the Pitiful Creature and suddenly remembered some doubts that he wanted to clarify and coughed: âHey, ehm, you, I need to ask you something.â
The Pitiful Creature put on a serious face and turned around: âWhat?!â
Shaar sighed and made somewhat of a contemplating expression: âHey âŠâŠIf Iâm not mistaken, those guys who wanted to kill us are related to you! That fellow riding the horse asked me if I met another human being, and âŠâŠI noticed that when you saw them, you looked like as if youâd seen a ghost!â
The color instantly drained from the Pitiful Creatureâs face and she knew that she could not hide it any longer. Moreover, when they escaped a moment ago, the opposite party already saw her and therefore, it was inevitable that they would never give up. Realizing that there was no way out, she nodded with a sullen face: âYesâŠâŠThose people are looking for me and should have been sent by my uncle.â
âYour uncle?â Shaar frowned and stared at Pitiful Creature: âAre those people there to rescue you?â He quickly shook his head after his own question: âDoesnât seem like it! You seemed afraid of being found by them.â
The Pitiful Creature pursed her lips and finally said in a low voice: âYou donât need to guess anymore. Their order should beâŠâŠ to kill me!!â
Staring at her with his widened eyes, Shaar carefully examined the Pitiful Creature from head to toe for a while. His intense stare made the Pitiful Creature uneasy, and she secretly sighed while hesitating for a while. If this hillbilly questioned her more closely, should she actually tell him about the truth or not. Looking at the situation, she could only depend upon his protection right nowâŠâŠ
With a sad look, she said: âThis affair originated from a secret scandal in my family âŠâŠâ
Before she could continue, Shaar suddenly started laughing and stopped her conversation while forcefully patting her shoulder. He almost dislocated the Pitiful Creatureâs shoulder with one pat: âHaha! Then, doesnât it mean that Iâve saved you again just now?! Hey, Pitiful Creature, it looks like your familyâs very rich, since they could hire such fierce assassins. If we make it back alive, you should pay me a big protection reward!â
The Pitiful Creature opened her mouth and stared at Shaar, somewhat surprised. She finally could not bear it anymore and whispered: âYou, do you not want to ask me âŠâŠâ
âNo need to ask.â Shaar waved his hand while his face showed a calm expression: âWhatâs the point of knowing more, would it improve our current predicament? We can talk if we manage to get back alive!â
Just when he relaxed a bit, in less than a moment, he suddenly noticed that his own hand was still on the Pitiful Creatureâs shoulder. He instantly felt a chill in his heart and quickly pulled back his hand while his body shuddered.
Not daring to look at the Pitiful Creature again for fear of recalling his âtragedyâ a moment ago, Shaar averted his eyes and looked at the surrounding: âFirst, we need to find a way to leave here, those guys didnât look like theyâd give up easily, ehm, we âŠâŠâ
âEven with our current situation, you still want to look for that dragon?â The Pitiful Creature frowned and had a somewhat concerned expression: âEven if you find that buried dragon treasure, while we are being chased by those people, there is no way to bring back the treasure.â
Venting out his anger, Shaar snorted and replied: âNo other choice. Those guys are in the south, if we turn back now, weâll walk into a trap. Therefore, our only option is to walk towards the north.â
Taking his pitchfork, Shaar started to look at the opposite cliff and made some gesture with his hand. Taking a few steps backwards, he suddenly jumped in the air towards the cliff.
His strength was quite scary, with only a few steps, he unexpectedly jumped several meters high and threw himself on the cliff. With a roar, the pitchfork stabbed maliciously into the cliff! This weapon cut stones as if they were made out of tofu!
Using the pitchfork as a foothold, Shaar used his free hand to throw them a rope that was twined on his waist: âGrab this rope, I will pull you up.â
This guyâs body was similar to a monster. Even when he suffered several injuries, he still had so much energy.
After using the rope to pull up the Pitiful Creature and goblin, he wrapped the rope around his waist again and used his pitchfork to cut into the cliff a few times in order to make a gap. Placing his hand firmly in the newly created gap, he pulled up the pitchfork again and used this method to climb upwards.
While repeating this method several times, he finally managed to pull the Pitiful Creature and the goblin princess up the cliff.
Finally arriving at the top, Shaar fell on the ground gasping for air. The wound on his shoulder reopened and blood was flowing out, staining his clothes.
Seeing this, the Pitiful Creature began to worry: âYour wound is bleeding againâŠâŠâ
Shaar grunted and replied in a bad mood: âOf course itâll start bleeding. Just canât find some medicine here, damnâŠâŠâ
When he mentioned the medicine, the Pitiful Creature eyes lit up and immediately sat down to take off her boot, while exposing her feet.
This morning, she had applied fresh medicine to her wounded feet. Since they were in a bad position right now, they had to manage with what they have. She started to scrap the remnant medicine from her own wound with her hand.
Looking at her, Shaar became enraged: âHey! You expect me to put this on my wound after you had it on your smelly feet?â
Tearing up from anger, the Pitiful Creature bit her lip and yelled: âDo not use it if you do not wish to. I hope you suffer from the pain!â
Being accustomed to survival in the wild, Shaar knew that this kind of wound could kill someone just from the blood loss, if it did not get treated. Even if he had a tough body, they were in a crisis right now, and he could not be picky about such small stuff.
While continuing their journey, Shaar, who had been injured on his shoulder, could not carry the Pitiful Creature anymore and therefore âŠâŠOaks began to suffer.
He was forced to carry the Pitiful Creature, who was twice as tall as him, on his back while hobbling behind Shaar.
Our trio did not dare to walk along the river bank and went east for a while until they changed their direction toward the north during the evening.
Knowing that their pursuers could catch up to them at any moment, they naturally did not dare to set camp and traveled throughout the night.
Not having any food or sleep, those three were tired and hungry. They feared that a fire would expose their positions at night and did not dare to light one. After being on the road for the greater part of the night, except Shaar who still had some strength left, both the Pitiful Creature and Oaks were out of energy.
Especially the Pitiful Creature, who was soaked in water yesterday, was freezing in the evening because of the cold winter breeze. When the morning arrived, this young ladyâs face was pale and her teeth were chattering while sitting on the Oaksâ back.
Seeing her in this kind of state, Shaar started to worry. At daybreak, they finally sat down to rest. The goblin princessâ small thin legs were already shaking unstoppable like leaves, and he fell to the ground like a rock, unable to stand up again.
Barely keeping up his spirit, Shaar started to search in the surrounding for a while and started to cheer loudly after he flipped a stone. He instantly pulled out his pitchfork and started to dig furiously into the soil.
Moments later, Shaar ran back with a hand full of red thin stuffs that looked like fish eggs.
Weakened from the cold, the Pitiful Creature saw Shaarâs hand in front of her and looked down at the weird things in his hand: âWhat?â
âEat it!â Shaar ordered her without explanation and started to pull her chin in order to forcibly open her mouth and stuff those things inside her mouth.
In her mouth, those things felt thin and crispy, while giving off a sour taste. The texture was actually not bad and with some food in her stomach, the Pitiful Creature immediately felt her body warming up. While warm feeling spread from her belly, she looked at this hillbilly, and her eyes expressed a bit of gratitude: âWhat are those things?â
Licking his lips, Shaar looked at his hand â there was only a small amount, and the Pitiful Creature already ate all of it.
âRed ant eggs.â Shaar answered: âThese things are quite amazing. They can fill you up, and those red ant eggs will cure your cold. Youâll soon start sweating and feel more comfortable.â
Before the Pitiful Creature could say anything, she suddenly saw Shaar gulping down his saliva. Seeing that this hillbillyâs hand was empty, she immediately became aware of the situation. It was said that every person would have a soft heart during their weakest moment. For some unknown reason, the warm feeling coming from the red ant eggs in her belly were also warming up her heart right now. Staring at this hillbilly, she could no longer utter a word anymore.
When the sun came out, our trio started to set off again. Like Shaar said, the Pitiful Creature started sweating and had her spirit restored. However, for some unknown reason, she stayed silent and no longer spoke with Shaar. Her usual squabble with him also stopped, and she only occasionally turned her eyes and stared at this hillbilly.
In the morning, this hillbilly walked in front with his head held high. The chilly morning breeze mixed with Shaarâs hot breath in the cold air, and while the Pitiful Creature watched this, especially his magnificent broad back, she could not help but to unconsciously become enchanted by itâŠ