Taming The Villainesses

Chapter 84.2

(EP-84.2) Club #3

084 – Adventure Club #3

That was how Marmar and I ate dinner.

Marmar was a better cook than expected. Perhaps because she was able to survive alone in the wild?

“I’ll go clean up the bowls! If we don’t wash them quickly, bugs and animals will swarm! There are a lot of dog squirrels here, so you have to be careful.”

“Alright, is there anything I can help you with?”

“No, just sit there and relax!”

“Okay, I’ll follow your lead.”

Seeing the brave figure of Marmar suddenly reminded me of my sister.

After a closer look, Marmar certainly had a somewhat similar vibe to her.

I didn’t know how to explain it, but we both tried to lead a strong life despite being abandoned by society and the world….

…Actually, if possible, I wanted to avoid thinking about the things from my old world.

Having some time alone, memories would inevitably surface. Your childhood, friends, etc.

Seuk-.

At this time, Marmar, who had finished cleaning up, offered me something. It was a flower with thin, slender petals.

The blue cylindrical petals looked like a long beak or snout. I couldn’t figure out what it was.

“What’s this?”

“Fairy Honey Flower! If you put the petals on your mouth and suck it like this, you’ll get the honey inside.”

To demonstrate, Marmar put the petals on her mouth and gave it a big slurp.

I followed her lead and there was indeed a sweet taste, which I didn’t expect to come from petals.

?Delicious…!!!

Job ‘Half-Fairy’ +1 Level!

Lv. 6 ? Lv. 7

You’re now a bona fide Fairy…!?

“It’s delicious.”

My level even went up.

At this time, I finally asked Marmar what I was curious about.

“Where did you find all this? Like how did you learn to live outside, hunt or pick herbs?”

Marmar said while sitting on a tree stump.

“I was raised in a monastery in the forest. I learned a lot there.”

“A monastery… Is it the Gwangyeom Church?”

[T/N: Church of Light and Fire changed to Gwangyeom Church]

“Yes!”

Aha, so that was why Marmar always wore a nun’s robe.

If she was raised in a monastery, that would mean that she had no parents or siblings.

We certainly had many similarities, huh…

Besides Theo Gospel, I, Lee Seong-eum, also grew up in an orphanage run by the church’s foundation.

I guessed it was because of this that we got so close with each other.

“But, the monastery is gone now. Baron Voltaire made a hunting ground in the forest and drove everyone out… Now scattered, I don’t even know where the others are…”

Chuuk-.

Marmar’s proud diamond tail hung down to the ground. This gave me some insight into why Marmar hated nobles.

“How about Comrade? Gospel is the surname of the children fostered by the church. Did Comrade also grow up in a monastery like me?”

I wanted to stop thinking about the past, but then Marmar asked me.

In an instant, many memories flashed through my mind.

I remembered envying the children who brought their parents to sports day. Friends fighting for the old computers in the orphanage.

… Plus, the teachers were simply terrifying.

This was not Theo Gospel’s memory, but rather, Lee Seong-eum’s.

At this time, a question popped up.

There should be no such memories in Theo’s head. So why could I recall these memories so vividly as if they were yesterday?

Weren’t memories stored in neurons in the brain or something? But Theo’s neurons and my, Lee Seong-eum’s, neurons should be different.

Could memories be engraved in the heart soul, not in the body and head?

In fact, what was even a soul?

I prayed every day before eating and before going to bed, but I never seriously thought about the soul or faith.

I had other things to take care of, after all.

But now, I was really curious.

‘Why am I here?’

Was it a coincidence that my soul entered Theo Gospel? And where did the soul of Theo Gospel, the original owner of this body, go?

I couldn’t help but wonder if we shared the same body, two souls in one, like Mirna and Narmi Draco.

Maybe somewhere inside of me was Theo Gospel’s slumbering soul-.

I was worried on more than one occasion that he would just wake up as I couldn’t even feel someone else’s memory or soul anywhere within me.

I also kinda felt lonely for being alone in this circumstance.

“I’m sorry for asking something useless…!”

After seeing that I didn’t answer, Marmar wagged her tail from side to side in embarrassment. So I immediately cleared things up in case Marmar misunderstood.

“No, it’s okay. It’s just that my childhood wasn’t fun. Strict rules, scary teachers.”

“By the way, Theo Gospel. I heard you were sold as a slave. How the heII did you end up as a slave? You don’t look like a slave at all.”

“I guess…”

I wanted to know this too.

Yawn-.

Not long after, Marmar started to yawn, her bedtime had come.

“I’m sleepy, can I go to bed first?”

“Of course, thank you for the delicious dinner.”

“Then, should we go to the Wish Hall tomorrow?”

“If possible.”

“Anyway, Professor Belhawk won’t hold classes tomorrow, so we will definitely have time for it!”

I frowned at this piece of news.

“Why is she taking so many days off?”

“I don’t know. I guess it’s because of the undead incident in the suburbs?”

Marmar’s words reminded me of the event with Professor Balan. Yeah, that happened.

“But what does that have to do with Professor Belhawk being busy?”

“This time, in order to further strengthen Ark’s security, they’re bringing Hunters. Maybe she’s busy because of that?”

“Hunters?”

Marmar then continued to elaborate more than what I asked.

“There’s a famous warrior party on the outside these days. I think there are four of them; a Warrior, a Priest, a Hunter and a Pathfinder?”

‘No way…’

With that, the cold forest wind sent chills down my spine.

• Edited by: faker