Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear chapter 92

92 – Driving Lesson Offer

After dinner, before leaving the inn, I checked my equipment.

I wonder where a sword without a foot will go, but it will be better for both of us to check in advance.

“I’m ready.”

Miss Prianian said with a barrel full of bolts around her waist.

“What about Mr. G-House?”

“Wait a minute.”

But I’m not ready yet.

Because I had to think carefully about putting things in the rings inside the belly band.

Because you have to know how to take out what you need right away and use it. It’s convenient to think of it as a kind of quick slot setting.

So I had to choose carefully. It’s me who takes this out, and it’s me who dies if I can’t take it out when I need it.

“If you’re going to stay another day, pay more in advance, though.”

The innkeeper came back after cleaning up the dishes we ate and said succinctly.

“Free breakfast tomorrow if you pay now.”

“I’m leaving today, so stop thinking about earning another 6 coppers.”

“It’s a waste.”

How much money does it cost to stay overnight?

“Ego.”

The inside of the belly band was also completely organized.

I also put two throwing daggers in the back compartment of the shield.

I also said goodbye to the arming sword and dagger that were slightly forward for driving the wagon.

Even the roasted oats were still there.

Now that the necessary courses were completed, it was time to leave.

“Let’s go.”

We left the inn.

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Fortunately, the morning fog had stopped to some extent, so there was no need to delay our departure.

Kikkik.

The innkeeper said as he opened the stable door.

“Goodbye.”

“Sell a lot.”

The city has already woken up.

Except for a few shops that overslept, most shops had already opened their shutters and were putting out old new products that were stored inside.

It was a time when few passers-by could be seen, and the whole street was filled with the sound of horses’ hooves.

How far did I go while listening to the sound of hooves pounding the hard soil?

I could see the gates in the distance, and beyond them the fields.

Over there is a land where you now have to look around while eating, and no one asks for accommodation fees no matter where you lie down.

In other words, it’s a place full of people who will jump out shouting ‘mine is mine, yours is mine’ even when eating.

“I’ll leave once and keep moving until I come to the forest.”

Before you go outside the gates. I told Miss Priyanian about today’s plan.

“If you feel stuffy inside the carriage, or if you see something strange, tell me in the middle. Do you remember the signal?”

“Of course.”

After coming out of the castle, the waves of the grass we saw earlier greeted us.

Unlike the castle that was full of dirt earlier, I hadn’t even stepped out a few steps, but weeds were growing thickly all over the roadside.

It must be that these days it is difficult to live in a castle without money for plants.

You should have bought a pot occupancy ticket in advance, even if you paid a premium. Friends.

As the wagon drove slowly, a questioning voice came from behind.

“Isn’t it going faster than I thought?”

“The guards are looking this way, so at least you’ll be safe in this field.”

After answering Miss Priyanian’s question like that, I checked the shield hanging on my arm in advance.

It was still dawn. So we were the only wagons going through the middle of the field.

Amidst the white noise of blades of grass sweeping the air and hooves knocking stones at each other.

“Then shall we talk?”

Miss Priyanian spoke from behind.

“Have you been talking to yourself so far?”

“I’m talking about a conversation with a little more substance, Mr. Ghouse.”

“There’s no need to say a lot. Then let’s say a few more meaningful words.”

“What are multiple words?”

“Since you said you weren’t talking to yourself, I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to say it was a group of words.”

She laughed incredulously.

“Then shall we move forward?”

“The driver’s seat is narrow and dangerous.”

When she was warned that if she fell, she would have to go back to the inn and blow 7 coppers a day until her body recovered, she gave up.

“I’ll stay here if you’re worried.”

“Thank you very much.”

“So, Mr. Ghouse.”

A scent rushed from behind.

Miss Prianian, leaning her arms on the back of her coachman’s seat, asked me in my ear.

“What are you going to do first in Kolchen?”

She whispered and her breath reached her ears.

She said, oh so so, as she got goosebumps, she gently moved her neck aside.

“Miss Priyanian. Well, can’t we talk about it from a distance?”

“Why?”

It was a way of speaking that seemed to be deliberately targeted.

“Is there something wrong?”

“I can’t concentrate because my ears are tickling.”

“You can’t even say what people say. Mr. G-House. Between us.”

“What’s between us?”

“Well, partners? Or contracted?”

I was sure. She was teasing me for some reason.

If the person behind me had a tail, it must be a cat.

I don’t know why, but I think so.

“If we go to Kolhen, we will of course go to the inn that Priest Rien told us to unpack.”

“What next?”

“You should go and see that then. A university is not a place that lets you in just because you want to get into it.”

As she turned her back in the opposite direction, where she felt her breath for a moment, she saw Miss Priyanian’s shoulder, which was looking ahead of her.

That dim triangle slightly dented between the red hair and the white blouse.

Turning her head away from her collarbone with effort, she looked over there, and Castle Hag was barely visible now.

“Hmm.”

For some reason, I could feel the gaze. She must have been looking right in front of her.

Feeling a sudden sense of guilt, she quickly turned her head and straightened the reins.

“Now I’m going to speed things up.”

“I think it’ll be fine at this speed, doesn’t it?”

Your breath came in.

I decided to keep going at this pace.

***

It was around the time I got used to the sound of Miss Prianian leaning next to me.

“Mr. G-House.”

She talked to me.

“Yes. Please tell me.”

“Can you tell me something?”

“I’m sure you know I have more prianians than I do, that’s good.”

Two times the mercenary has something to learn from me.

“But of all I can tell you, I forgot-“

“There is no way to forget.”

As if I didn’t know what to say, she quickly put my concerns to rest.

“I don’t think Mr. G-House will tell you about that, and I don’t need it anymore.”

For some reason, I nodded my head at the intense gaze.

“Very well thought out. What can I teach you?”

There is little that a mercenary can learn from another mercenary.

It won’t be archery.

If I told you that I was learning from Miss Priyanian, you wouldn’t know.

The best thing to do is swordsmanship, but the problem is that there are no wooden swords or practice swords right now.

You can’t train by kicking your stomach or breaking your joints like the Hwaruan style. She doesn’t even want to do that to her.

While I was thinking about so many things.

The answer she gave was simple.

“Tell me how to drive a wagon.”

That’s because it’s a pretty difficult request for me to fulfill.

“I’ll never tell you that.”

I immediately declined.

The reason was simple. People’s personalities become sensitive when they get behind the wheel.

Because it was on the road that even people who were usually empty-handed laughed and said, ‘That f*cking bastard’.

I can say for sure that Siddhartha would not have been able to transcend if he had been on the road instead of the bodhi tree and had the devil held the wheel of the car instead of his daughter.

And the driving lessons she asked for were more dangerous than that.

Didn’t you say that even family members don’t ask to practice driving?

Also, since I’m a person with a slightly sensitive personality when driving, I couldn’t imagine what would come out of my mouth.

So, at least the best way to maintain the mental health and harmonious companionship of the two of us, Miss Prianian, was to politely refuse.

“Miss Priyanian. I’d rather tell you something else. How about a fairy with red-green eyes and a triangular mouth who lives only in the Far East and lives in a paper box?”

“Tell me how to drive a wagon.”

“The story of these fairies, who love sweet things and crave the meat they cannot chew, is so sad that perhaps sensitive Miss Prianian would shed a tear if she heard it.”

“How to drive a carriage.”

She was pretty persistent. Waiting in one place was like a job.

“I want to know how to drive a carriage, Mr. Ghouse.”

I continued to look ahead and said.

“I cannot teach you how to drive a wagon.”

“Why?”

“It will be dangerous.”

My mentality will be in danger. As a bonus, her mentality after hearing the verbal abuse.

Miss Priianian asked again with a smile.

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Hearing that, she let out a blank laugh.

I meant her sincere words, but she seemed to be joking with her.

“G-House, it’s nice to be worried about you, but it’s not nice to hear that you’re exaggerating too much.”

“Miss Priyanian. I’m not exaggerating.”

Before she thought she was ignoring herself, she hurriedly expanded her explanation.

“A horse is a living, breathing animal, so it moves forward even with a slight whipping, but it is very difficult to control it. Also, I am not very skilled enough to teach others.”

“So what?”

I said it a little more straightforwardly.

“I can’t see Miss Prianian becoming in any danger.”

To be precise, Ms. Priyanian’s mentality would be dangerous, but I didn’t want that either.

“So let me tell you something else. I know how to control anything better than a rein.”

After staring at my eyes for a while, she sighed and raised the white flag.

“Then just tell me something else.”

It was fortunate.