ăI am writing this letter from the northern border of El Dorado.
I havenât been able to tell you.
I had to go on a short trip to fulfill the mission of the Beast Subjugation Team under the orders of the Imperial Family.ă
âAh, you werenât in Bayonaire.â
Contrary to what I expected, Larva had returned to being El Doradoâs excellent protective shield, the Beast Subjugation Team, and had left this place.
âThat was in the far northern part.
I had heard of the northern border before.
It was said that the mountains were rugged and infested with life-threatening beasts.
Even if one used teleport, going to the monster zone in the north itself was a burden.
ââŠIâm worried.â
There was no emotion in the print, so I didnât know how Kyle felt when he had to go there.
Kyle, as usual, put the contents of his message in a friendly and clean cursive style.
He politely requested for me to keep quiet about everything related to âLarvaâ and âThe Beast Subjugation Teamâ.
âOf course, itâs a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation.â
Trust me, Kyle.
ăThank you for the party invitation.
Thanks to that, the members are all smiling even though subjugating beasts is hard work.
Itâs the first time theyâve been invited to such a party, and they all look as excited as puppies on a snowy day.
After quickly subjugating the beasts, we will definitely participate.
Since all of Larvaâs actions are kept secret, we will participate in the party as Winstonâs âBeast Subjugation Teamâ.
I wish the villagers to know that too.ă
I put a hand on my forehead and sighed.
ââŠThe party, I should do it.â
Itâs my first party invitation. Canceling that was the devilâs work.
Besides, I didnât want to disappoint everyone, who were described to be excited like puppies in the snow.
âDamn it, Iâm going to have to throw a party for everyone but me.â
âOkay Annette, letâs make a new cake.â
Since this letter was a whopping two pages, I instinctively turned to the next page.
There was something a little different.
ăAnnette.
It snows here in the north.
It is a cruel land where hordes of beasts haunt, and the crops do not grow due to the cold.
Only the night scenery is beautiful.
There are countless stars in the sky,
A blizzard blows like flowers in the vast snowfield.
I think of you here.
Whenever the night sky is beautiful, the wind blows by, and the white snowfield has no end, I hear the howling of a snow wolf in the distanceâ
I think of you.
You are everything these days.
I miss you.
Sincerely, in the north,
Kyle Winston.ă
The last page was read in his voice.
I thought I couldnât see emotions through print.
That wasnât true.
Truly, I could feel how carefully he used the word âI miss youâ.
I imagined him setting up a camp tent in the white snow and relying on the light of the bonfires to write this letter.
The letter smelled of a blizzard.
I smiled naturally.
âHmm, a letter from a poetically handsome man with sincerity.â
âNot bad.â
As I said that, I eventually laughed.
I put the letter down and picked up the eggs and cookware.
Somehow, I gained the strength to make a cake again.
âOkay, letâs make something very tasty.â
He must be going through a lot right now.
âââââ±ââ°ââââ
The northern monster zone.
Snow falling in piles on the sheer mountain range.
Among the monsters, only very powerful ones would come out here.
Kyle and the Beast Subjugation Team searched this area all night long.
The target was the beast âGriffinâ.
In some countries, griffins were considered mythical or sacred animals, but not in El Dorado.
The griffins here could not fight their hunger and would eat people.
Poof, poof.
The snow fell to the knees.
The sunlight, on the other hand, was bright and reflected off the snow field, making the eyes quite tired.
It was a forced march in many ways. Since yesterday.
âF*ck, at this point, at least a griffinâs tail should show up.â
ââŠSurely now is the time for it to look at us, nodding its chicken head.â
â#19 is going to freeze.â
The other members of the Beast Subjugation Team, including #19, were stunned.
They couldnât believe they hadnât seen a single one all night.
Kyle said.
ââPause for a moment.â
He took off the helmet he was wearing. His brown hair, like a field of wheat, flowed down softly.
The other members also followed the âleaderâ.
âLarvaâ and âKineâ were not here.
Unlike Larva, who always wore masks and cloaks and gave fear to everyone, the Beast Subjugation Team exposed their faces freely and wore the official battle uniforms bestowed by the imperial family.
They were officially called <Winstonâs Shield>.
Although it was a warrior group with both nobles and mercenaries, they all rolled together on the battlefield and worked together in the dark guild.
For example, while wearing this mature and stylish âcombat suitââŠ
âI need to get rid of the griffin quickly and prepare for the party~ I have to attend Miss Annetteâs party! If you notice, come out, you bastard!â
âŠAnd when they were making a fuss.
One of the ghastly faces behaved like Cinderella who couldnât make it to the party and was furious (his face was more like the pumpkin carriage).
The one-eyed man who was at the forefront with Kyle asked,
âMaster, isnât something strange?â
ââŠâŠ.â
Kyle looked in the direction of the wind. His hair was fluttering in waves, and his field of vision was wide.
He stared at the quiet end of the snowy field for a moment.
Soon, he broke his silence, opening his mouth.
âItâs certainly strange. We will stop our search here and return.â
ââŠâŠ!â
It was a bomb-like declaration.
Everyone widened their eyes.
âStill, itâs an order from the imperial family, shouldnât we have to catch something?â
It was then.
Kyle pulled out the sword of the one-eyed subordinate standing next to him and thrust it down strongly in the middle of the snowy field.
Gwyaaaaak!
At the same time, what they thought was a âsnowy fieldâ stood up screaming.
Red jaws opened wide towards them.
ââŠâŠ!!!â
At the roaring cry, the sky and the earth shook as if there was a landslide.
Without blinking and with lightning-like reflexes, Kyle pulled out his shotgun and fired exactly one shot.
His one shot never missed.
Thud!
The beast, whose head was punctured by the shot, fell to the floor without making a sound.
The snowfield was stained with crimson blood.
Wiping the remains of death from his cheek, Kyle ordered,
âReport this to the imperial family. And tell them that there are no traces of griffins here.â
âYes, Master.â
One-eyed reply quickly and neatly explained to the puzzled members.
âDid you see the âBalaxâ that the Master just caught? As you know, they are prey for griffins. The fact that theyâre still here means this is not the griffinâs habitat in the first place.â
The Beast Subjugation Team of <Winstonâs Shield> led by Kyle were veterans who had mastered the pursuit of magical beasts.
There was a greater probability that the beast was not here than the probability that they could not find any traces.
The chubby man who was listening seriously asked,
âThen did something go wrong in the imperial household, Master?â
âGo wrongâŠâ
Kyleâs eyes darkened.
Well, an out-of-pattern âmistakeâ needed to be noticed.
Itâs never been like this before.
Kyle withdrew from the north and gave orders to One-eye.
âFind out who in the imperial household ordered this dispatch.â
âYes.â
Dark green eyes sank as deep as a swamp.
âWhich bastard is joking around.â
âââââ±ââ°ââââ
Deep into the night.
I was filling the cake with cream and putting strawberries on for decoration.
âIs it a little small?â
The cake I made the second time was a little smaller than the cake I made the first time.
It was because the energy I had when I made the first didnât come out.
ââŠLike this, if you make it a third time, wonât it be only as big as a booger?â
Well, thatâs not going to happen.
Anyway, the main thing was not the cake, so it was okay even if it was a little small.
On that day, not only would all the breads and desserts of <Little Bakery> come out, but Miss Anais from the butcher would take care of the meat, and Mr. Jake from the greengrocery market decided to prepare fruits.
Of course, there would be plenty of alcohol.
âWhoa, itâs going to be a bountiful party.â
Even though it was a party to celebrate my ruin, I was excited while preparing.
âMhm, potatoes should be kept in a suitable place so they donât sprout.â
I would make potato soup for the soup of the day. I thought for a way to keep it as fresh as possible lest there might be any sprouts.
âNewspapers are perfect for storing potatoes!â
I brought the <World Daily>.
ââŠLast time I saw this, I was very surprised.â
I glared at the headlines.
Then I tore off the âSislinâ article that surprised me without hesitation and wrapped the potatoes with it(a little bit of personal emotion was mixed in).
âNot enough.â
And was when I was about to tear off the next page.
Another crazy headline was brazenly set on it.
ăGrand Duke Heinrich, the next Tower Lord, put a bounty of 5.8 trillion gold for the sister he lost when he was young.ă
What? Burning 5.8 trillion gold at once to look for me? Who did such a crazy thing?!