BLADE & BASTARD: Return of The Hrathnir Volume 3 [Parts 1 to 4] by Kumo Kagyu

Author:Kumo Kagyu
Language: eng
Format: epub

Not long after, Berkanan walked over to Iarumas, sweaty and out of breath. She didn’t look at all like she’d been victorious. “I-I think...you could’ve...helped out a little... Just saying.”

Garbage was in the center of the burial chamber. She swung her sword around in irritation, her nose twitching. She belted out a single bark, and Iarumas watched her race off into the back of the chamber.

“I was doing my own work,” he replied.

“Work?” Berkanan looked at him, disheartened. “You killed a bunny...?”

Iarumas’s blade was pointed at the small, white beast that now lay dead at their feet.

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“No treasure chests today.”

“Wooooof!”

“Barking won’t change things.” Iarumas spoke in a firm tone without a hint of mercy.

Garbage was openly dissatisfied, kicking the chest hard and then resting her foot on it. She snarled, as if demanding he open it, but Iarumas didn’t relent.

“We don’t have a thief.”

“Arf!”

“No.”

“Yap!!!”

Berkanan squeezed the waterskin she was holding with both hands. Wh-What should I do...? she wondered. No ideas came to mind.

Just as the waterskin was about to burst, she finally said, “I-I agree with Iarumas...”

Garbage whined.

“I...think we should give up on it... Just for today...”

“Aruff...” Garbage voiced her displeasure, kicking the chest one last time before removing her foot from it. Her attitude suggested that this was less of an “I guess you’re right” bark and more like “I’ll back down this time.”

Regardless, Berkanan let out a sigh of relief—the fight between Iarumas and Garbage was settled.

If only Raraja-kun were here...

She stayed silent, feeling awfully pathetic for thinking that.

Despite having slain a pile of ogres, Berkanan wasn’t happy about their victory in the slightest. Though, if her grandmother back home had known that she’d learned to fight like this, she would have been over the moon. Or perhaps the old woman would have scolded her, would have said that as a mage, she ought to stick to casting spells.

Then again, if she learned Berkanan could now cast KATINO, her eyes would widen, and she’d shower her granddaughter with praise.

“You can’t get used to all of this?”

“Eek?!”

When Iarumas suddenly spoke to her, Berkanan nearly dropped her waterskin in surprise, then overcompensated by clutching it tightly.

Garbage sullenly headed toward the door to the next chamber, but Iarumas stayed where he was. He upturned his own waterskin, pouring water down his throat. It was as though drinking was something he was simply obligated to do rather than something to refresh himself. Once finished, he prepared to continue exploring.

Berkanan watched him for a moment, then hurriedly wet her own throat. The water should have been lukewarm, but it felt cool, invigorating. She let out a contented sigh, and then some words slipped past her lips.

“I think, maybe...I don’t want to get used to adventuring.”

It was only after she’d spoken that Berkanan even realized she felt that way.

She fidgeted, her eyes wandering as she tried to gauge Iarumas’s response. He was as quiet as ever—not saying anything. He just gazed at Berkanan.

She felt awkward and continued fidgeting. “I...um, if there’s a bottom floor to the dungeon.

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