Healing in the Countryside with a Baby Dragon - Chapter 223



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Episode 223: Unresolved Misunderstanding

To the dwarves, the farm, Jinsol, and Seol-ah were special.

No, it was nothing short of a miracle.

Not only did he save the dwarf race, which originally had met a miserable end, but he also gave them a new chance and now allowed them to prosper.

Even the process itself was truly dramatic and great.

At the time of their first meeting, they saved the dwarves who were dying from poisoning while separated from each other.

‘The dwarves had long since fallen into stubbornness and ostracized each other, and had become isolated and unconnected, oblivious to the plans of the evil forces, and thick poisonous smoke filled the mines.’

‘When everyone was on the verge of death without even knowing the cause, the chieftain Baldur first met the Great One. The land where the Great One resided was bright and colorful like heaven, a place where the blessings of sunlight and the fragrance of the wind lingered.’

‘The Great Being took pity on the dwarves and gave them a wonderful crop: golden tomato tomatoes. The dwarves’ lives were extended thanks to the courage of Chieftain Baldur who returned with these.’

In the newly built dwarven city, the hardships and shameful moments they had experienced were engraved on stone tablets, and the story of how they met Jinsol at the farm and overcame the crisis was also engraved in pictures and text.

It was none other than the decision of Chieftain Baldur that revealed their shortcomings.

It was to praise the abilities that Jinseol had bestowed, but it was also to write down their own shortcomings so that future generations would be on guard.

If Jinseol had seen it, she would have done the same.

‘I wonder if the outside world didn’t look better because I was in the mine for so long? And I didn’t really do anything.’

Having spent my entire life digging deep into the ground, it is only natural that the scenery of the farm looks even more beautiful.

In any case, what was important was that it appeared that way to Baldur.

‘The chieftain Baldur went through the smoke to find his clan scattered throughout the mines. He gave the dwarves, who were poisoned and had no way to survive, golden tomato drops imbued with the power of the Great Being, and they shook off the smoke and stood up.’

‘As the Great Being had given them the enlightenment, they gathered the races together, but their bodies were gathered in one place, but their hearts were not gathered. As they could not let go of their past stubbornness and were at odds with each other, the chieftain Baldur’s worries deepened. The Great Being called him once again.’

‘He presented a dish of wisdom to Chieftain Baldur. Its name was Bibimbap. Bibimbap, a mixture of various vegetables, rice, and meat, symbolized the unity of the races. Chieftain Baldur achieved enlightenment and united all the races.’

The origin and meaning of bibimbap eaten on Harmony Day, if Jinsol had seen it, she would have said this.

I just rubbed it.

If I had known what the farm and the food I made meant in the dwarven world, I might have felt burdened.

The writings and pictures of the meeting between the Great Being and the Dwarf Chieftain Baldur continued endlessly.

‘When they were worried about how to build the city, he gave them wisdom again. He commanded them to build a fortress and tamp it down, one by one. The chieftain Baldur and other chieftains were impressed and followed him.’

The fight that Jinsol showed became a wisdom among the dwarves, meaning to build up from the basics step by step.

‘When the dwarves were helpless against a powerful foe, the Great Being himself appeared. With one roar of rage, the great evil Balrog, who had made the dwarves tremble, disappeared in an instant.’

He became a being that melted Balrog with one shout.

If Jinseol had seen it, she would have felt wronged once again.

No, it’s true that it melted all at once, but it wasn’t me who did it, it was Seol-ah who did it.

The painting vividly depicted the dwarves trembling in front of a large Balrog, Jinsol shouting bravely, and the Balrog scattering at the shout.

‘He showed grace to the dwarves who were anxious about the great battle ahead. He said, ‘I will always help you, so do not be afraid. I am behind you.’ He gave them miraculous medicine and food.’

Jinsol, who was giving words of encouragement to the dwarves before a big battle and handing them a mountain of medicine and food, had a halo behind him.

This is what Jinseol would have done if she had seen it too.

He said that it wasn’t that much, that it was an exaggeration, and that he didn’t have a halo behind him.

Of course, that was Jinsol’s opinion. In the eyes of the dwarves who were fighting hard in the deep mines, Jinsol really looked like that, and the food and medicine he gave out looked like a mountain.

In addition, he also recorded stories about farm crops.

‘I saw the wonders of golden rice growing on the land, and the sacred minerals, mithril and orichalcum growing there.’

Of course, there is golden rice, which is full of various minerals that should have been mined from deep mines.

Golden drop tomatoes that detoxify and life apples that boost your strength, etc.

It is also full of descriptions of farm crops and scenery. If Jinsol had seen it, he would have thought it was an exaggeration.

To Baldur, it seemed true.

Thanks to Jinsul, the dwarves overcame countless crises and defeated the enemies that had invaded the mines.

The new city they created is experiencing unprecedented prosperity.

Who would have dared imagine that a city made of mithril and orichalcum would exist in the world?

Finally, the final fight was about to begin.

Deep inside the mine, the mastermind behind all this was sleeping.

Originally, it would have awakened and started its activities after eating the malice and despair spread by the demons that occupied the mine.

‘They would have perished or become slaves.’

If that were the case, everyone would have either died or become slaves to demons, making weapons to conquer the world.

What changed even these results was the truth.

How can I not be grateful?

So I prepared fiercely.

Using the mithril and orichalcum that fill the city, combine the sacred minerals to produce amazing weapons you could only dream of.

Even while fighting against demons in the mines, he continued to research technology and advance to new heights.

But anxiety gripped everyone, including Baldur.

‘Can we win without a great being?’

Suspicion right away.

That also started to make me doubt myself.

So far, Jinsol, Seol-ah, and Nong-won have survived thanks to their abilities.

None of my victories were of my own making, they were all with help.

The first thing that came to my mind before the most important fight was self-doubt.

“Does the Great Being have no answers?”

“Ah, I can’t win like this.”

“We can’t do this alone.”

“We must seek wisdom from the Great Being.”

So I finished all the preparations and knew where the enemy was, but I couldn’t bring myself to move forward.

Because I had no confidence in myself, I felt like I could only win if I was honest.

As time passed, the dwarves grew weary from worry.

Self-distrust is getting worse and worse.

“Let us ask the Great Being!”

“You have to ask the Great Being!”

“The Great Being will give you the answer!”

I started to look for truth even in the smallest things.

The city was paralyzed and the entire dwarf population was in despair.

It’s funny, I trusted the person who helped me too much, so I became mentally ill because I couldn’t trust myself.

It was something that story-loving gentlemen would have laughed at, but for the dwarves, it was a serious matter of survival.

So they.

“Ask the Great One!”

I decided to ask Jinsol about these issues as well.

He stopped everything and cried out to the great beings, Jinsol and Seol-ah, and to the fantasy land of farms.

Baldur and all the dwarves longed for it.

May the Great Being answer.

But as one, two, three, and four days passed, Jinsol and Seol-ah remained silent.

The farm arrived as a miracle when we were in despair, wondering if the Great Being would not answer our call and if the prosperity of the dwarves would end forever.

While staying at the jjimjilbang, I found the answer that Jinsol gave me.

Because you always gave me the answer indirectly, not directly.

While expressing admiration with his mouth, his eyes are constantly searching for the answer.

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‘Do you know what this is?’

‘yet.’

‘Hmm, maybe it’s telling me to make good use of the existing devices?’

‘Oh, that sounds good. What does the Chieftain think?’

‘Let’s wait a little longer.’

Baldur, the chieftain who first encountered the great being, withheld enlightenment based on his experience.

The long-awaited meal time.

When meat pies first came out, people tilted their heads in confusion.

Since Jinsol always presents unfamiliar food, I wondered what kind of wise food she would present this time.

The all too familiar meat pie.

After a brief moment of confusion, Baldur’s eyes began to sparkle.

‘There is something.’

There’s clearly a hidden meaning behind the familiar meat pie.

There’s no way a great being would have served a familiar meat pie without any meaning.

The moment you put the crispy crumble of the pie and the filling inside into your mouth together.

I closed my eyes tightly to the overwhelming taste.

It tasted exactly like it did when I was young, but it was several times stronger.

Along with the rich flavor that rushed into my mouth, a different taste quietly rose up.

A spicy yet rich flavor that cleanses the palate.

A sophisticated flavor added to the taste of the food that brings back memories of my mother and grandmother making it for me when I was young.

It was only then that I realized the message Jinseol was trying to convey.

‘It was said that we should keep the tradition, not create something new, and put something new into it!’

‘Yes, we were too obsessed with the new. We should have taken care of the original blacksmithing skills and the land we originally lived on!’

‘We failed to trust ourselves because we tried to change everything. We should have used tradition as a stepping stone and combined it with new things to create this kind of style and taste!’

The hot springs and meat pie that Jinsol first introduced.

A place and food that is familiar to all dwarves.

But Jinsol didn’t just show familiarity and memories.

The jjimjilbang and the spicy taste lingering in my mouth now are a new interpretation of tradition, and perhaps an achievement that the current generation must achieve.

How foolish it was to resolve to be completely new.

It shows how powerless those who have abandoned their past and lost their foundation become.

When you think about reviving past glory and building something new on top of it.

“It’s cool and good to do it alone, but it’s also okay to do it together like this.”

The conversation between Jinsol and Seol-ah as they held each other’s hands echoed in my ears.

The dwarves were all moved.

To their ears it sounded like they would continue to be together.

Ah, the Great Being is trying to help us all along, we doubted, ah, how inadequate we are!

Eventually, unable to hold back the emotion and realization, he began to shed tears.

Baldur, overcome with emotion, confessed everything he had heard so far and the realization he had finally come to.

“Huh? Me? I didn’t mean anything like that.”

It was denied outright.

The tears that flowed down the dwarves’ faces like chicken droppings suddenly stopped.

“yes?”

“to?”

“ah?”

“ok?”

“hmm?”

They all started looking at each other and tilting their heads.

“Huh?”

“number?”

It was only when Seol-ah, who was in Jin-sol’s arms, and Gye-su, who was in Elena’s arms, tilted their heads.

“I really never meant anything by the food I served to Baldur and the others.”

Jinsol once again told the truth.

The dwarves begin to panic at the cold truth.

“Sorry, sorry. We didn’t even know that.”

He even put an apple in his mouth.

Faces that were watching to see if Jinseol was angry.

Jinsol, who was looking at them like that, burst into laughter.

I didn’t tell the truth just now to discourage the dwarves or to blame them.

To convey something I always wanted to tell you.

“In fact, wasn’t the answer already in the minds of Baldur and the other chieftains?”

At Jinsol’s words, the dwarves all stopped talking.

Jinsol continued speaking while still holding Seol-ah’s hand, cutting the pie and bringing it to her daughter’s mouth.

“Most people say they know the answer to their problems. But even though they know it, they ignore it, and sometimes they get lost in the confusion of the situation and don’t realize it.”

When we encounter difficult problems in life, there are many cases where we already know the answer.

But it is really difficult to accept and put this into practice.

“Baldur and the chieftains were so desperate that they had to borrow external factors to find an answer. This time is no different. So trust yourself a little more and listen to the voice inside you. You will definitely hear an answer.”

Jinsol also had this experience.

At the hospital where I was just given a terminal diagnosis, I was so tired of life that I didn’t want to do anything.

When I was given the terminal diagnosis, the answer I had previously ignored came to my ears.

Go away and have fun.

Thanks to that, I am having a happy time like I am now.

“And when you really don’t know the answer yourself and are feeling overwhelmed, you can ask me for help. Right, Seol-ah?”

“Yeah! I’ll help the bearded men, Sher-ado!”

The dwarves who heard that moment briefly smiled warmly.

“Hehehehe-”

Suddenly he started to cry loudly.

“How can we not be moved when even our foolishness is embraced like this!”

“Yes! I will believe! I will believe in myself and find the answer that comes from within!”

“Thank you! Thank you!”

One thing Jinseol didn’t think about.

The dwarves were already completely enamored with Jinsol, so whatever he said sounded like teaching.

Yes, to Baldur and the other dwarves, even Jinsul’s words sounded like teachings.

Jinseol was momentarily flustered.

[The dwarves’ weary bodies and minds have been comforted! Now, they will become great dwarves who trust themselves, listen to others’ opinions, and endlessly explore their inner and outer selves to find answers! They will definitely achieve great things!]

I couldn’t help but smile faintly at the rising message.

‘As long as you’re happy, that’s fine.’

Yeah, the misunderstanding wasn’t resolved, but if the dwarves were happy and enlightened, wouldn’t that be okay?

Let’s think about it that way.

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