Chapter 474: Half-Minotaur Wingrin
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 474: Half-Minotaur Wingrin
“Haa… Kim Taesung. Fuck, how do you keep getting more handsome?”
“……”
“It’s seriously baffling. So baffling… Fuck…”
“I told you, it’s because of the charm effect. Someone at your level shouldn’t be affected.”
“But what am I supposed to do when you look so handsome?”
I gently pushed Choi Seulgi off as she tried to climb on top of me again, then spoke.
“That’s enough for today.”
“What? Fuck, just one more time before you go.”
“There’s no time.”
“Hey… Hey!”
Her voice was filled with genuine panic. After returning with Isaac, I had actually expected to have some leisurely time. It was a break I was giving myself after running for so long, and thanks to my new wings, I’d even picked up a new hobby: flying up high and circling the continent.
It might have been exciting for Mev and Laveua, who could join me, but this hobby came to a rather anticlimactic end.
The problem was my wives, who kept pouncing on me out of nowhere. I won’t deny that it was a happy time for me as well, but it was getting to be too much. To be honest, I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d gotten a proper night’s sleep. It was because I had so many women by my side, but dealing with them every day as they came at me like it was their last was a bit exhausting.
‘…’
The charm effect that naturally emanated from my body was the cause.
Those who had reached a certain level could resist this effect. Of course, the naturally radiating aura seemed to make me look a little different to them, but it was an effect they could resist if they tried. The problem was that they were more than happy to welcome it.
“Haa…”
“Fuck, has your love for me cooled?”
“You know I didn’t get a wink of sleep yesterday either, right?”
“You have great stamina.”
“That’s different from this.”
“Kim Taesung, you’ve really changed. Fuck, you’ve changed. You used to act like you’d tear out your own heart and soul for me, but now that you have a few more women around, you’ve gotten so arrogant. It’s my fault. I should just die. Me.”
“……”
“Now you’re not even pretending to listen.”
When Choi Seulgi acted like that, my heart naturally softened.
“Alright. Come here.”
“That’s more like it.”
Just as I was about to welcome Choi Seulgi, who had hastily thrown off her clothes and was rushing toward me again…
“Kya… Kyaaak!”
I felt someone lingering outside the tent. And not only that. Judging by the loud shriek, it seemed they had missed their step and fallen.
“Half-Minotaur. Are you alright?”
“Y-Yes.”
I could hear the elite Orc swordsman guarding the tent speaking to her. Choi Seulgi, who had been still, scowled.
“What? She’s here again?”
“Looks like it.”
Choi Seulgi quickly dashed out of the tent and brought back an object that had been placed in front of it. It was the milk that had become a part of my daily morning routine.
[Half-Mino Milk. From a big chest, with love. Wingrin.]
“She’s having the time of her life, isn’t she? A big chest? What’s that about… Is she bragging? I can get bigger too, dammit.”
That’s biologically impossible.
“You know that’s not what it means.”
Wingrin wasn’t at fault. If anything, she was the victim. As the only ordinary person here in the Land of Glory, she was the one most affected by my Lust-empowered form. If anything, she was the one who needed comforting.
“She’ll forget about it again anyway. Don’t worry about it too much.”
“I don’t care about the other bitches, but she really gets on my nerves. Our kids don’t like her much either…”
“It’s not like that. She’ll probably come to apologize in a little while anyway.”
My words were perfectly accurate.
She was such an ordinary person that it was hard to believe she had crossed the northern continent’s barrier on her own. Normally, she and I would have had no connection beyond exchanging greetings. But things had changed a bit after my body transformed. Naturally, as an ordinary person, she was heavily influenced by even the faintest trace of my magic.
It seemed that although she managed to have the energy purged from her body with sorcery later, she would become intoxicated by my magic when night fell and everyone was asleep, unconsciously making her way here. The message attached to the large milk bottle was always different, but the words “with love, Wingrin” were always the same.
It was time for her regular session with the sorcerers and priests to purge the magic, so she would surely come back soon, face flushed with embarrassment, to apologize for her disgraceful behavior.
“Maybe she’s not being affected by the magic.”
“That’s not it.”
I knew best. She was the type who enjoyed a carefree and comfortable life, a person without great ambition. Someone who found joy in milking cows in the countryside had no reason to get involved with me.
“She seems uncomfortable with it too… Wouldn’t it be fine for her to go somewhere else?”
“I think it’s because all the production facilities are set up here. And some of the Green Skins here actually work for Half-Mino Milk. It’s still rudimentary, but you could say she’s taken on the position of a chieftain for a small-scale clan.”
“Huh… Well, I’ll be. I didn’t know there were Green Skins who were into that sort of thing.”
“That surprised me a bit too. The Blood Dagger Clan has always been a gathering of eccentrics, so I can’t really talk, but who would have imagined there’d be Green Skins who find joy in dairy farming?”
“……”
Contrary to my initial thought that she wouldn’t be able to adapt when she first arrived, Wingrin had blended into the Green Skin way of life splendidly. Her nickname, “Half-Minotaur,” probably had something to do with it, but I believe showing others her way of life was even more effective.
While the dominant faction was still composed of those who threw their lives on the line and fought to the death, when a chieftain who could act as a focal point appeared—like the Blood Dagger Clan, which isn’t ashamed of retreating—those around them will follow.
Wingrin’s life was quite carefree.
She wandered around the Land of Glory, greeting those she met, and even made deliveries herself to nearby locations.
In this Land of Glory, a place stained with honor and battle, her way of life must have come as a great shock to some of the Green Skins.
“But to become a chieftain over that…”
“One of the Blood Dagger Clan’s elite Orc swordsmen recently retired and is working at Half-Mino Milk now, you know.”
“I didn’t know that.”
“I remember him as a guy who could have aimed for a squad leader position if he’d stuck with it a little longer. I was a bit disappointed about that too. But what can you do? If he’s happy, that’s all that matters. He even recently received a Giant Wolf.”
“What?”
“You haven’t seen it? He put a name tag on it that says ‘Patrasche’ and they pull a cart around together.”
“Now that you mention it, I think I have seen that… But don’t you have to be chosen by a Giant Wolf to have one?”
“He was, in fact, chosen.”
Many humans had come and gone from the Land of Glory, but there had never been a case like Wingrin’s. Of course, Choi Seulgi hadn’t been chosen either. It seemed possible for the Queen of the North, Han So-Hye, but she had never been to the Land of Glory, so she was out of the question. Kim Yoora and the wolf riders under her command were said to have been chosen by growing up with the Giant Wolves since they were young, but the one that chose Wingrin was a fully grown adult. A wolf that had never left the Giant Wolf cave crawled out on its own and wagged its tail at Wingrin.
The scene from that day was still seared into my memory.
‘The Half-Minotaur has been chosen by a Giant Wolf.’
‘As expected of the Half-Minotaur. Not even a Green Goblin has ever been chosen by a Giant Wolf. As expected of the Half-Minotaur Wingrin! Uwoooaargh!’
It was absurd, but the fact that their ways of life were becoming more diverse was a positive thing.
“Sigh… We’re out of time.”
It seemed our useless chatter had gone on for quite a while. I slowly got up as well. It was because Storm Shadow had said he had something to tell me after a long time. I had a rough idea of what he wanted to talk about.
“See you next time.”
“Ugh… I’ll have to wait so long.”
“I’ll try to make time.”
“Promise?”
“Yeah.”
Fearing she might grab me again, I hastily exited the tent, where I saw others greeting me.
In fact, since becoming the Great Tribe Leader, I could count on one hand the number of times I’d had a morning befitting a Great Tribe Leader. Everyone who had been going about their business stopped what they were doing to look at me. I placed a hand over my chest and spoke.
“Strength, Wisdom, and Honor.”
“Strength, Wisdom, and Honor!”
Everyone looked excited. It was true for those who had originally stayed in the Land of Glory, and it was true for the members of the Blood Dagger Clan who had moved here. Gark and Hark were still training, and Orbo of the Shield and Hakajin also greeted me. The children were definitely still asleep, and the Goblin Three Sisters seemed to still be dispatched to the Brother’s Land.
Besides them, I could see a variety of other Green Skins. Some were preparing to go hunting, some were heading to the Adventurer’s Guild, other Green Skins were applying to immigrate to the West, Orcs and Goblins were constructing buildings or doing labor, and I could even see some engaged in duels under the Great Tribe Leader’s banner.
My destination was Storm Shadow’s tent. I was slowly making my way there when…
“Pa-Patrasche!”
A Giant Wolf suddenly ran up to me, wagging its tail and jumping into my arms.
“Pant… pant pant… pant pant pant…”
The wolf lolled its tongue out and rubbed its body against my leg. Seeing as the cart it was supposed to be pulling was missing, it seemed to be out for a walk after finishing its work.
“Ah… G-Great Tribe Leader. I’m sorry. A-And I’m sorry about just now, too. I get a little strange in the mornings…”
“Do not mind it. What about Isaac?”
“Yes. He said I should be fine for the next few hours. He’s teaching alchemy to the Orcs right now.”
“I apologize for the trouble.”
“N-No. I’m the one who’s more grateful for letting me live here. It’s a little inconvenient, but as long as I can get through the morning, there’s no problem. It’s just that there are no sorcerers among my friends who work with me…”
Her smiling face truly gave off the feeling of a country girl.
“Ah. And this… I heard you were going to see Lord Storm Shadow. It looks like you haven’t eaten yet… Please have this together.”
What Wingrin handed me was cheese and bread. Even though she was from China, she lived a strangely European lifestyle for some reason. I felt like I wanted to learn that carefree way of life. I thought that even when she lived in the northern continent, her life must have been difficult, but she would have lived with the same smile.
“I’ll accept it gratefully.”
“Yes.”
[Half-Mino Cheese]
[With a heart full of apology. Wingrin]
A new product…
“Let’s go then, Rasche. I’ll see you tomorrow, then.”
“Pant… pant pant pant…”
As I nodded, I saw Wingrin disappear into the distance.
“……”
Perhaps because I was on my way to Storm Shadow’s tent, but seeing Wingrin somehow reminded me of him. A carefree life, helping others, and painting. That life was probably the one Storm Shadow had wanted.
Perhaps because of that, a sudden feeling of guilt began to well up inside me.