BLADE & BASTARD: Wireframe Dungeon & Dragon with Red Dead Volume 2 [Complete] by Kumo Kagyu

Author:Kumo Kagyu
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

Chapter 5: Hawkwind

The real problem came later.

In an attempt to show off her prey—or at least, showing off seemed to be the goal—Garbage tried to rush back into the tavern while still stark naked.

Berkanan raced to stop her, but the girl was a bloody mess—coated with the gore of their fallen enemy. Though it was probably a bit late to be having an adverse reaction, Berkanan grew dizzy, and an unpleasant feeling came over her, like she was going to throw up. Also, Garbage was strong.

As the redhead dragged a half-crying Berkanan behind her, a man languidly made his appearance.

“Is it finished?” he murmured.

Iarumas. The black-clad man. Mage of the Black Rod. Their party’s leader, probably.

Nodding at the “yap” Garbage gave him in response, he turned his attention to Berkanan. “I figured if you were going to get robbed out behind the tavern, there was little hope for your future prospects.”

This guy knew! Thoughts like, That’s awful! How could he? and I can’t believe him! swirled through Berkanan’s head. But ultimately, just one made its way out of her mouth.

“Do something...!”

“Right.”

Iarumas had, in fact, been doing something, so Berkanan didn’t know where to direct her anger. Ignoring her complaint, the man mussed Garbage’s hair, then headed over to the well. After drawing a bucket of water, he washed away the pool of blood that had spread across the ground, then chucked the pail over to Berkanan.

“Ah, ah...?!”

“Get some clothes on Garbage. If any other adventurers come, tell them you were nearly robbed.”

“Huh? Huh? But I just... Is what I did okay?” Even if it was in self-defense, she’d just killed a fellow adventurer in the middle of town. There were laws against that. Against killing people. Erm...

“It happens all the time.”

“Whaaa...”

With that said, Iarumas went back into the tavern to tell someone, then returned and threw the corpse over his shoulder. And Berkanan, after a great deal of struggle, somehow managed to make Garbage put her clothes back on.

“Arf! Yap?!”

Iarumas looked in their direction. Perhaps he’d just suddenly noticed Garbage’s cries of protest. His eyes weren’t on her, though—they were fixed on Berkanan. For no particular reason, she started fidgeting awkwardly. Uncomfortably.

“What, you went back to being a mage?”

Berkanan pursed her lips. “I’ve always been a mage...”

“Hmm,” Iarumas murmured. “I suppose that makes sense.”

More importantly, Berkanan was curious about the owner of the head Iarumas had just picked up... It had, until only recently, been attached to the corpse that was now slung over his shoulder.

“Um, er... What are you going to do with him?”

Dump the body? Hide it? Bury it? Iarumas looked at her as if to say, “What are you talking about?” After that pause, he replied, “Corpses get taken to the temple.” As if it were obvious.

Unbelievable as it seemed, he really was planning to do it.

Berkanan wasn’t feeling inclined to return to the celebration in the tavern, and she didn’t want to go to sleep in the stables just yet. She followed Iarumas. And Garbage, whom she’d managed to dress somehow, trotted along behind them.

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