Chapter: 887
Seol Hajin stared blankly at Pyo-wol�s face, mesmerized.�
�That�s too much. That�s cheating.�
Her heart, which she thought had become dull while living in Jianghu, was pounding heavily.�
It�s been a long time since she felt this way.
Ko Il-pae said to Seol Hajin.
�Anyway, I warned you.�
�Alright, alright. I�m going to get a scab in my ear, so stop talking.�
Seol Hajin waved her hand with an annoyed expression.
Ko Il-pae looked at Seol Hajin for a moment before turning around.
�She�s a smart kid, so she�ll take good care of herself.�
There was no sympathy among mercenaries. If he gives any more advice than this, it will only have the opposite effect.
Ko Il-pae calmed down his nerves and ate the leftover porridge.
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When they finished eating, the party prepared to sleep. There was nothing more to prepare actually. All they had to do was to curl up and sleep with the bonfire in the middle.
Those who were prepared, covered themselves with the blankets they had brought in advance, while those who did not have blankets just curled up and slept.
Most of the mercenaries belonged to the latter case. For them, who believed in their strong bodies and were used to the harsh world, they treated things like blankets as nothing but luxury.
The mercenaries decided to sleep with a separate bonfire a little away from where Wu Jang-rak and his group slept.
It�s fortunate that everyone has mastered some skills and they were able to withstand the slight cold.
Pyo-wol also sat alone a little further away from the party.
Not only because Wu Jang-rak and the mercenaries were reluctant to be with him, Pyo-wol himself did not like to be around a crowd.
It was the same with Soma.
He climbed up to a tree far away from the camp where the party was staying and slept alone.
No matter how much he followed and liked Pyo-wol, he still wanted to sleep alone.
Soma�s appearance was reminiscent of a small bat.
Pyo-wol looked up at the sky while using the Black Dragon Robe as a blanket. If he spreads out the Black Dragon Robe with both of his arms, two people can share inside.
Countless stars embroidered the night sky as if it were about to fall.
It was a sight he had seen countless times after leaving the underground cave. But no matter how much he looked at it, he couldn�t get enough of it.
He could also hear the sound of the bugs. He couldn�t get enough of the sound either.
The underground cave where he had spent half his life was a completely stationary space.
There was life there too, but there was not a single entity that expressed itself out loud like this.� JrNovels.com