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Chapter 26
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In a Mercenaries’ Tavern located on the outskirts of Gangwon Province
Once upon a time, this establishment was packed to the bri liquor, sweat, and sounds of fisticuffs Back then, 24 hours in a day weren’t enough for the working Mercenaries; and when they were sitting here doing nothing, the Master of the Tavern reood careat deal Wasn’t sure whether the author was saying the Master was telling the Mercs off, or it’s the other way around)
But now… all of that was a distant ularly 'frozen in time' Mercenaries’ Tavern A shabby exterior and the worn, broken down furniture, bottles of strong alcohol going through another stage of fer them - and an enotten and buried in tiotten this place was, there still was oneafter it
He was Kied Mercenary
Just like everyday, he polished the cutlery of the Tavern, cleaned the furniture, and brushed up the e that, one day, this board would be choke-full of assign open
The wooden door’s es made a sorroail as it opened The half opened door thenup co to open it carefully lowered the broken door down and entered inside the Tavern
"…Dad"
"You’ve co the furniture and went behind the bar to receive his son
"It’s been really a long time since your last visit here"
"…"
The son couldn’t say anything Even though he had so he wanted to say prepared beforehand, thecame out of his mouth As a son, he knew better than anyone what this Tavernabout his current situation, trying to beat around the bush
"Dad, I’ve hts Order recently My annual salary has doubled as well Because of that, I’ve decided to look for a house here in Gangwon Now that I’ve got so froht this was our MC Haha You naughty author, you…)
"Is that right? Well done, son Your mother on the other side will be proud of you"
The father, Ki at his father with sad eyes, bit his lips and lowered his head
That was an event of the distant past, long enough ago to cause the memories to become indistinct now
His mother His father’s wife The most beautiful woman for both of these people, lost her life in a manner that was truly depraved and utterly filthy, even to her final ht was this very day The son’s dreaed on that day, too
The son was always proud of his
father’s dependable back, even if he becaht Didn’tchild alone; not even when he failed to return hoether - the boy was still proud of his father