The Bastard First Prince Doesn't Want to Die

Chapter 170

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Chapter: 170

"Aro!"

A voice echoed faintly.

But a moment later, I realized that the voice wasn't echoing, but that two people were calling out at the same time.

Their voices overlapped, creating an echo effect.

"Did you hear that?" Jawoon asked. I nodded, a bit belatedly, and quickened my pace.

Although finding Aro's parents was my priority, my mind was filled with thoughts about the shrine and the village chief's magic.

"Is someone there?"

I heard a voice from ahead.

The sound of footsteps and the rustling of leaves grew louder, and soon a faint figure appeared through the fog. Then, two people emerged from the mist.

"Mr. Chu!"

Jawoon recognized them first and greeted them. The two people approached us quickly, looking relieved.

"Jawoon!"

When they were closer, I could see that they looked a lot like Aro.

They sighed in relief, their faces pale from worry. "Were you looking for us? Thank you for your trouble."

"Since Baek Yeon is here, Aro must be safe, right?"

They glanced at me and nodded in greeting.

Jawoon replied, "Yes, she's fine. Don't worry, but we should head back before it gets too late."

"Yes, of course."

The couple nodded. We turned around and headed back to the village. The sky had grown even darker.

They seemed exhausted, probably from

"Ha."

Apparently, they heard me, because several figures appeared from behind the trees.

I looked in that direction and saw a few members of the village guard looking at me suspiciously.

Then, a sharp roar echoed through the darkness.

Jawoon and I exchanged a glance, and he charged towards the new threat.

The monster, having spotted the group, crouched and growled. Its long, yellow teeth dripped with saliva, suggesting it was starving.

Its eyes locked onto Jawoon, and with a low growl, it leaped forward.

Jawoon, gripping his greatsword firmly, stepped forward to meet the beast. As he stood his ground, I drew my sword and stood guard beside him.

Jawoon waited until the monster was almost upon him before moving. With a swift movement, he dodged the beast's charging legs.

Despite his age and size, he was still incredibly agile, a testament to his rigorous training.

In contrast, the village guards looked tense and awkward, clearly not prepared to face such creatures on a regular basis.

Seizing the moment when the monster lost its balance, Jawoon swung his greatsword overhead and brought it down with all his might. The heavy blade struck the monster's back with a thud.

The monster let out a pained cry and collapsed. I approached it from behind and plunged my sword deep into its neck, ending its suffering.

Jawoon looked around and sighed. The villagers looked tense and relieved. Jawoon, on the other hand, seemed only slightly tired.

I watched him and pondered the relationship between him and the villagers.

The village chief and Jawoon seemed to have a mutual understanding, while the villagers seemed to resent Jawoon. Jawoon, in turn, seemed to avoid conflict with the villagers. He was even willing to endure their hostility.

For example, he chose to live outside the village.

Jawoon's earlier words seemed to carry more weight now.

However, I didn't have time to dwell on these thoughts. More monsters were approaching.

We stayed in the clearing until dawn. By the time the first rays of sunlight broke through the fog, the clearing was littered with the bodies of dead monsters.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief. Their steps were heavy as they returned to the village.

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