Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 48



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Episode 48. The reason I live 3

“Die Recca!”

The person who saved him creates a bonfire using his fire spirit called Orotbetbe. Echakado thinks it is real spirit magic and sits down in front of it and begins to dismantle what he caught.

Dismembering a wyvern is relatively familiar. If you think of it as a small dragon, it’s easy to debone and remove its internal organs. However, since you can’t wash the filth here, you have to throw away all of the intestines.

Echakado dismembers the wyvern’s meat and gives it to the people he rescued.

Although he had no malicious intent, due to tribal custom, he openly handed over the worst parts.

“You even know how to slaughter a wyvern? That’s amazing~!”

“No, what’s so great about this······. I’m not even good at it. It’s the rule that the one who hunts does it.”

Wyverns, these dragons have no arms and have wings, so they are a flying dragon, and although they are large, they are very light. Before Echacadora saw the wyverns, other dragons had already hunted them with bows, so it was not that they could not catch them.

When Echacado began to eat the good parts of meat indiscriminately, fearing that someone would steal them, the person he saved also ate the bad parts, roughly cooked. Strangely enough, to Echacado’s eyes, he was not eating the raw meat, but was sprinkling something on it.

“what?”

“Spices.”

“?”

“Want some change?”

When I tried it like that, it was incredibly delicious. Echakado was amazed at how amazing the culture of datang was.

“Wow! The Bark Tribe can eat so much! That’s amazing!”

“I don’t eat that much······.”

“Wow. The Barks are so humble!”

‘Is this bitch trying to eat me now?’

Anyway, she wasn’t really laughing with exaggerated words, but was genuinely admiring.

“Are all the Bark tribe members such great hunters?”

“I am the worst hunter in my tribe.”

“The Barks are awesome! I live in the south and this is my first time seeing the Barks!”

The population density here is low. As I was going down Echacado, I saw the first person I had seen in months.

“Then why did you come up north?”

“Yeah, yeah. Exploration.”

“Exploration?”

“I wanted to know what was in the world beyond the north. I didn’t know that I would end up like this just a few days after crossing over. I couldn’t catch a wyvern with my spirit magic.”

Echakado didn’t know that wyverns and other dragons were stronger against magical power than physical power.

I did think to myself, if you’re so weak, why are you crawling out?

“Why did you come down south?”

“I am such a filthy, lousy hunter that I have no place in the tribe.”

“Really? It’s such a shame. Isn’t it for another reason?”

“No, that’s the reason. Because I came out on my own. Because they looked down on me because I was a mixed-race man.”

“Datun is all good! The Quakos, the Gigads. They will treat you well too.”

That’s right.

He swallowed those words. His own tribe was good too. Except for him.

What matters is who you are kind to. Are you kind to everyone, or only to those you recognize?

“Thank you. It’s late, so go sleep somewhere appropriate.”

“Let’s sleep here! Orotbetbe will stand guard.”

“Okay then.”

And he was just lying down and trying to sleep warmly, when suddenly she came towards him.

“what?”

“Huh? You want to sleep together?”

“Huh? Huh? Wait. Even though this saved my life, I feel a little······.”

Soon they start mating.

“The Bark Tribe are awesome!”

And Echacado went south, along with Daton, who said that this was not the time to go up.

The adventure was fun. They even got some help from the spirits. Echacado and Daton had a deep bond as they slept together several times.

“We have finally arrived at Daesurim.”

“Yeah! If you go down here, there’s a village!”

“Yeah. It was long and long.”

“It was really short?”

Echacado has a different sense of time than Daton. For Echacado, who is not even 20 years old, the time that has passed by is almost a long time. In comparison, she is over 100 years old.

Upon entering the village, the villagers welcomed the new guest of Datang, Echacado, a hunter who had decided to live as a Daton instead of a Bark. The numerous loot he had brought with him was proof of his hunting skills and bravery.

And they celebrated with the wyvern meat he brought.

“Echakado! See you later then.”

“Okay. See you later.”

The next day, Echakado realizes that his group is nowhere to be seen.

“Excuse me, where did my lover go?”

“What is a lover?”

“Yes? No, my group?”

“Well, what’s the big deal? He must have gone now that he’s finished his work.”

“Are you leaving? Huh? Are you leaving me?”

“??? A person who has been abandoned and is not the property of anyone else?”

Echakado was finally hit hard by Datang’s real-life promiscuous culture.

“Ugh······.”

A terrible heartbreak. I wondered how many children I would have, but to her, they were nothing.

Well, it’s not that it was nothing, but it’s just that Daturns are the type of people who just leave even deep relationships, but either way, he felt heartbroken.

“Damn it. I’ll never trust a woman again······.”

While Echacado was drinking fruit wine and lamenting like that, someone approached him.

“Hey, Bark Hunter! I heard from your party that you’re incredibly strong and awesome at night, even more so than during the day.”

“Do you have any plans to spend today with the three of us sisters?”

The shock of his heartbreak suddenly disappeared as the unbelievably beautiful Daton Set caressed his body.

“Datang is awesome!”

Anyway, Echakado is not familiar with it, but he adapted quickly.

From his perspective, it was natural for a couple, whether man or woman, to take responsibility for their children, but here there was no need for any responsibility at all.

If so, it would be polite to enjoy it to the fullest. Echakado spends his time indulging in the seemingly endless supply of forest supplies.

Although Echacado was a man of pleasure, he was not a man of idleness. He had work to do.

The village’s Gigard chief makes him an offer that is surprisingly kind for someone of his size.

“Echakado. Lately, dragons have been invading the Great Forest frequently. I heard you’re good at hunting wyverns and small dragons?”

“You only know how to hunt ‘small’ dragons.”

“Yes. We need that ability. Our Gigad tribe is big and strong, and the Quako tribe is strong too. But you’re saying we can’t catch the dragons running around in the Great Forest? Daton can’t catch them with his fire spirit either.”

“Can’t you just shoot it and catch it?”

“No······. We don’t have any bows to use. And with Daton’s strength, he can’t even pull the ‘strong bow’ you’re holding. I need you to do something about it.”

Echakado really couldn’t adapt to this. I was a loser back home, but here I’m a legendary hunter?

But there was no need to worry.

“Yes. That’s all I know how to do, so I’ll do that.”

Surprisingly, his experience was also useful. Echakado was weak and could not often go out hunting giant dragons, so he was good at traps, snares, tracking, and catching small things.

The Gigard had no idea what kind of hunter Echakado was that could catch and hunt dragons as tall as him in a day, and when he said he was the worst hunter in the tribe, the Barks couldn’t help but wonder what kind of people he was.

“I would rather go down to Datang than Daesurim.”

“Hmm. The Great Forest also acts as a gateway to control the entry of other races into Datang. If you wish to go to Datang, you must gain the approval of Osozoin Gulmyeong.”

“Oysters?”

“I am the master of this great forest. The great 6th Mine Run.”

“Minnie Run?”

“You don’t even know that?”

It was then that Echakado realized for the first time that the rumors about Datang were not false.

“As you know, Datons live very long. Unlike other races, if they receive the baptism of the spirits, they can live for at least 200 years, or as long as 500 years.

But still, we will die someday. We will just slowly age······ However, in the case of Daton, who performed a miraculous feat that no one could have imagined, he was able to receive applause from thousands or tens of thousands of people and become a Mine Run, a being of a higher level.

When you become a Minnirun, you gain incredible strength, but the biggest characteristic is that you are immortal. I don’t know if you die. In any case, you don’t age, get sick, or become weak.

“Osojo-in Gulmyeong is the last mineni run at this point, and the great All Chaun is the first mineni run.”

“At this point······?”

“Minnirun doesn’t appear often. In the nearly 10,000 years since the era began, only six have appeared. Osozoin Gulmyeong created this great forest in the desert and became Minnirun.”

“Wait a minute, wasn’t this forest originally here? And it used to be a desert?”

“Yes! It was a desert. Isn’t it amazing? The great forests are even expanding.”

Echakado was thrilled. He had no idea what kind of feat he had to accomplish to become a Mine Run.

“Can that Main Run be Datonman?”

“Hmm? Hmm······. Probably not.”

“maybe?”

“That’s right, the fifth Minenirun, Paldin Koa, is a Quako. To be exact, Quako, Bark, Gigaard, and Daton.”

“Huh? Is that how mixed race people are?”

“First of all, this is what we think. Listen carefully.”

Originally, the Quako were cows. The spirit of the Bark people took hold of them, and they became walking cows, the Quako people.

And there was an exchange with the Gigaard tribe. As a result, the Quako tribe grew in size and became like humans, but like the Gigaard tribe.

Eventually, the spirit of Daton, which had been passed down for thousands of years, descended, and Paldin Koa was born, with the size of a Gigard, the bravery of a Bark, the horns and tail of a cow, and the appearance of Daton.

“I think it might be okay if only some of them are Datons. Even if the spirit descends, the name of Paldin Koa will continue.”

“Is it connected?”

“Ah. Paldin Koa is the only one who is not a pure-blooded Daton. That’s why he passed away when he was old. Instead, if his spirit enters another Quako tribe, it inherits Paldin Koa’s power.”

“oh······.”

“Maybe other mineniruns will do the same, but that’s something we can’t experiment with. Anyway, if you’re interested, try your hand at some great feat. If you’re a Bark-Datun hybrid, I think you’re just a Daton compared to the Quakos.”

Echakado thought so too. He had a dream.

“Anyone can be recognized as a Daton. If I hunt for a few more months and teach them this hunting technique, the next time I visit, Ol Chaun will accept me as a member of Datang······.”

But what if you don’t stop there? What if you can accomplish a feat that no one can deny?

“If I become a main run······.”

It was more of a vague yearning than an obsession. I don’t care about living long. If I could just get tens of thousands of applause, that would be my reason for living.

He felt his destiny. He would be recognized by All Chaun, and he would become a Daton who could command spirits, and eventually become Mainnirun.

Even if I can’t make it to the main run, I’ll still be able to live with my family······.

“Kkaaaak!”

Echakado rolls on the floor in agony as if all the blood in his body is boiling. Olchaun hurriedly withdraws the power of fire and takes the baptism away from him.

“Ah. This won’t work. I’m sorry. Echakado.”

“Why, why? You don’t give me the spirit······.”

The great All Chaun said:

“It’s not that I don’t give it. It’s that I can’t give it.”

“yes?”

“You said you were a Bark half-blood? Bark people can’t use the power of the spirits. Unfortunately, you have a lot of Bark blood in you, so you can’t receive the power of the spirits, but you seem to be able to survive in Dator······.”

“What?!”

“It looks like it could be caught in a week. Be careful. There’s a terrible epidemic spreading down in the forest.”

Echakado slammed his fist on the floor.

“Does this make sense? Back home, they kicked me out because my Daton blood was too thick, but here, they can’t accept me because my Bark blood is too thick?!”

“······Well then what can we do? Even if you get caught in a one-week battle, you won’t die right away.”

“This is it. This is it, eww!”

You will be ‘inevitably’ rejected by everyone.

They say you were born with a destiny that wouldn’t work out for you.

So where should we look for the reason for living?

Why on earth was Echacado born?

He still couldn’t figure out why. He just pounded the floor, lamenting his cursed body.