Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 64
Author’s remarks (side story)
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“Hmm.”
In front of the bonfire. Lucia narrowed her eyebrows. Dallen, who had been quietly hitting the bulldog, raised his head.
“Why are you doing that?”
“I don’t like it.”
Don’t you like it? What is it?
Normally, I would have ignored the remark, but I couldn’t help it when I had a deer’s foreleg meat dripping with fat in front of me.
That meat sizzling over a bonfire is sure to be a delectable meal that will melt away a day’s worth of travel fatigue.
If there was anything that displeased the chef who served the gourmet food, it was right to chop off its head with an axe.
“Uh…?”
The only one who saw the hand inadvertently reaching for his waist was the immortal demon. The guy dropped the corpse of a field mouse that he had been deliciously melting with a curse.
Then Lucia spoke.
“I don’t like the fire.”
“fire?”
Dallen withdrew his hand from going to his waist. The fire could not be cut down with an axe. Lucia continued speaking while looking intently at the roaring bonfire.
“The Knights have a magic tool that can roughly adjust the intensity of the bonfire. I always take it with me whenever I go on an expedition. “It’s a bit heavy, but it’s perfect for field cooking.”
A voice that murmurs as if it is regretful. Dallen shook his head.
“So you need a portable burner.”
“Phew…yes?”
“That’s it. “I think we can solve it.”
Lucia tilted her head. Dallen looked behind his back.
In Dallen’s shadow, where the light of the campfire does not reach. The demon Arbor, who was just picking up the half-melted corpse of a field rat, made eye contact with Dallan.
“Uh…master…sir?”
The devil’s eyes fluttered.
The edges of Dallen’s face, turned away from the light of the campfire, glowed red, and the rest of his body, including his face, was in shadow.
To Arbor, it looked like a dark devil with the red energy of hell on its outside.
A devil that even the devil would fear. His mouth opened.
“Hey, you know how to handle hellfire, right?”
It was a moment when the subspace pocket was given another role.
It was a portable burner.