The Hero’s Hut.

While Geon recovered his strength, Yeonwoo and the hero consistently nursed him.

Was it because of the two people’s sincere care, or was it due to Geon’s robust health?

Before they knew it, Geon had recovered enough to get up and move around.

Geon, who couldn’t leave the Gwangho Army unit unattended for a long time, prepared to leave as soon as he was ready.

Before leaving the hut, Yeonwoo, standing in the yard, asked with concern, “Nari, shouldn’t you rest more? It doesn’t seem like your wounds have completely healed…”

“It’s okay. There are places I need to visit, and the unit has been empty for too long.”

Geon appeared perfectly healthy at a glance, as if he hadn’t suffered a serious injury recently.

However, Yeonwoo had seen Geon in a near-death state, so she couldn’t easily put her mind at ease.

Perhaps sensing Yeonwoo’s concern, the hero who came to see them off opened his mouth as he looked at her.

“Don’t worry. Nari’s recovery ability is amazing.”

The hero smiled at Yeonwoo, and the genteel atmosphere emanating from him instilled trust. Yeonwoo nodded her head in response.

The hero took a small box from his embrace and offered it to Yeonwoo.

“Emergency ointment. Do you remember how to make the ointment I taught you?”

Yeonwoo lightly tapped her head with her finger.

“Yes, I remember. Even just looking at it, my memory is on the good side.”

“Since it’s difficult for Nari to visit here frequently, I’ll entrust it to you.”

Although Geon’s condition had greatly improved, continuous care was still necessary. If there was someone to nurse him by his side, Geon didn’t have to come all the way to this distant hut.

Since Yeonwoo knew how to handle herbs and was proficient in emergency treatment, the hero entrusted her with Geon’s care by imparting the secret recipe for an excellent special ointment. She accepted it without difficulty.

While the two were conversing, Geon, who had been standing at a distance, loosened up.

Yeonwoo rushed towards him in shock as he practiced martial arts with a spear.

“Nari! Didn’t I tell you not to move like that?”

“I’m fine.”

Ignoring Yeonwoo’s warning, Geon continued his training.

Yeonwoo grabbed the spear in Geon’s hand and gave him a lecture.

“Just a while ago, someone who was on the brink of life and death, why are you suddenly overexerting yourself now? It’s going to reopen your wounds!”

Geon pulled the spear towards himself, giving Yeonwoo a sharp look.

“I said I’m fine.”

Even as Yeonwoo felt the strength in Geon’s grip, she didn’t let go of the spear in her hand.

Instead, she pulled the spear towards herself, applying force to her eyes, and sharply rebuked Geon.

“What’s not good is not good!”

“… ”

Geon looked at Yeonwoo, who was scolding him, with an expression of surprise.

It was the first time someone had stopped him from doing what he intended to do.

It was a rare sight for Geon to be restrained by someone.

Normally, Yeonwoo would have cowered and wagged her tail.

But perhaps because of the struggle during the tiger hunt or because she had become too familiar with Geon, Yeonwoo showed no signs of backing down.

In the end, Geon had to obediently lower the spear as Yeonwoo wanted.

Watching the two bickering, the hero, who had been observing, almost burst into laughter.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could easily handle Geon, whom others found difficult to approach.

Such a person might be unique in this world, and the hero thought that Yeonwoo might be the only one.

Even as Yeonwoo and Geon left the hut, her nagging didn’t stop.

Even as Geon endured Yeonwoo’s scolding in a dignified manner, the two created a subtly harmonious atmosphere.

Watching the backs of the two, the hero smiled gently.

Before they knew it, the two people arrived at the tiger’s den and loaded the neglected tiger carcass onto a cart.

Yeonwoo brushed off her hands, soiled with dirt, and asked, “How are you going to handle this tiger now?”

“I will present it to His Majesty.”

“Oh, so you have to visit the palace. It’s been a while since you returned home.”

Geon recalled the palace where he had once stayed.

A place where just entering made it hard to breathe, and sharp glares pierced through the body.

It was the place where the stories murmuring against him began.

“…If you can call such a place a home.”

There was a hint of bitterness in Geon’s voice, but Yeonwoo didn’t catch on.

“Take care. I can’t imagine what the palace is like since I’ve never been there.”

For Yeonwoo, the king was someone from another world whose face she would never see in her lifetime. Therefore, the palace felt like a distant country she would never visit.

Geon indeed felt the reality of being of royal descent.

“They say the palace courtyard is so large that hundreds of people can lie down. Is that true? Please describe how big it is when you come back.”

“You speak as if you’re not going.”

Yeonwoo was surprised at Geon’s words, as if she also had to go to the palace.

“What? Am I going to the palace too? Why?”