So here comes the new chapter. I'm sorry it took so long for a new chapter to come out. My family had to move temporarily to another house, which confused me a little and my pace of work too. But I was finally able to finish the job. In the future, I will try to avoid such oversights.
So, let's begin! Naruto and the Dragon House do not belong to me, I am not trying to make money or gain popularity from this. Enjoy.
"I see you are awake." the words in an unknown language were the first thing Moqorro heard as soon as he woke up. He was wrapped in warm blankets and positioned closer to the fire, so that the chill of the night did not touch him.
It was already night. The dark canvas of the night covered the entire district poor in vegetation. They settled down under a small withered tree on which he leaned when he slept. And in the center of a small fire there was an unknown metal thing that made some whistling sounds. And on the opposite side of the fire sat he, the Lord of Light, his savior.
Lord looked like a young man with spiky blond hair, albeit an unusual hue somewhat reminiscent of gold, with bangs that fell slightly over his left eye. The eyes were so blue that they could rival the color of the sky itself. And the face was round in shape, although it was not devoid of sharp features. But perhaps the most unusual feature in the appearance of the god were three symmetrical birthmarks on both sides of his cheek, giving him some kind of wild charm. Moqorro could not say anything about the clothes of the god, they were so bizarre for him. But it is not for him to judge God for his clothing preferences. Although he could tell that it suited Lord.
"I'm sorry my Lord, but I don't understand you." Moqorro made a deep bow, his face buried on the ground, not daring to look at the face of the deity.
In response, Moqorro heard only an incomprehensible muttering of the god, and then his steps back and forth, which indicated his thoughts. At last the sound of footsteps ceased, and the god said something, but Mocorro did not dare to raise his head. R'hllor's voice became insistent, and he repeated the same thing for several seconds, until the boy realized what he was being asked for. Slowly lifting his head, the young priest saw R'hllor looking at him, annoyance in his eyes, fortunately not directed at him. Then R'hllor extended his fist to him, causing him to instinctively close his eyes in preparation for the blow. But the first second, the second, the third, the blow did not follow. Opening his eyes, Moqorro realized that God did not plan to punish him.
R'hllor frowned at him, though he somehow knew it wasn't directed at him. Saying something, most likely reassuring, the god shook his fist. But seeing that he does not understand anything, God banged his fists.
"Do you want me to bang your fists, my Lord?" the boy asked in confusion, to which the god nodded with a smile, from which Mocorro himself smiled, the smile of the god was contagious.
Gathering his thoughts, Moqorro slowly slammed his fist into the god's fist, feeling very nervous that it's not every day you touch a god. And then memories on a pirate ship appeared in the head of the young priest. He already wanted to remove his hand and fall to his knees again, but then he felt some kind of connection that engulfed his entire body and being.
"You understand me?" a voice sounded in his head and his eyes widened, it was the voice of a god, but he understood it! Moqorro looked at the god who continued to smile at him.
"You understand me?" Naruto asked a mental question.
After all the pirates were killed, Naruto carried the boy to the captain's quarters, laying him on a mattress. After examining the boy and making sure that everything was in order with him, the blond healed him by removing minor cuts and bruises. Of course, they did not pose any danger to the boy's life, but he also could not leave everything as it was. After that, Naruto created a dozen clones and divided tasks between them. The first half was to search the ship for valuables and get rid of the corpses, and the other half was to change the direction of the ship to land, since he had basic experience in controlling the ship and could change its direction. Fortunately, the land was not far away, initially he was heading towards the land, but the appearance of the ship changed plans.
As a result, the clones coped with all the tasks in an hour, the corpses were thrown into the sea before that they were carefully searched for something useful, and then all the supplies of food and water were collected, and the money in the end. After the ship hit land and Naruto left the ship with the boy in tow, he gave the order to burn the damn vessel and dispelled the clones. With a quick glance at the ship, Naruto continued on his way through unknown lands.
Carrying the boy along the way, Naruto thought about the problem of communication with the locals. The hero of the Fourth World War was convinced that there was a different language even when he encountered those gray-skinned people. Even if they lost their humanity a long time ago, going crazy, this did not negate the fact that they retained meager human habits. Several of them muttered something that turned out to be the language of the locals, and was not a speech impediment or something else. His guesses were also confirmed by a book with a different script, although the blond did not rule out the possibility that this was some kind of ancient language. Naruto was finally convinced of his guesses only when he met with the pirates.
So, the question was formed, how to communicate with people of this world without knowing their language without any reference book? To Naruto's surprise, the answer came quickly. Ninshū.
Kurama told him that Hogoromo, when he created the ninshu, also foresaw a problem with the language barrier. It turns out that in the time of the Sage there was more than one language. And learning someone's language could take several years, taking into account the fact that a person will constantly practice. That's why the ninshū had a basic form in the form of telepathic communication.
Fortunately, when Hogoromo gave both of them part of his chakra, he also shared his knowledge with him, including about ninshu, but not with Sasuke. Most likely, the old man knew that the last of the Uchihas would throw something after sealing Kaguya. To be honest, the knowledge of the Sage of the Six Paths was unique, and for some knowledge, another world war would probably start. So Uzumaki approached them with great caution and did not tell anyone about it, applying the acquired knowledge in the basement of his house which was protected by all kinds of seals that he found during his trip to Uzushio, where, unfortunately, he also found a bunch of knowledge that would be better left lost. The basement itself was fortified so that only his blood could be found in it, which should have been fresh and extracted only a few seconds ago from his left thumb. The seals also scanned his mind, and just the thought of coercion would send the entire basement to another dimension where it would be splintered to hell. There were also a bunch of layers of protection that only he could bypass once again. And the basement itself was strong enough to withstand the strongest tailed Kurama bomb. It could be said that Naruto overdid it too much, but he didn't care if it was better to overdo it than underdo it. So he wasn't particularly worried about someone sneaking in while he was away.
To be honest, initially Naruto was worried that this would not work, because the locals did not have chakra, even the smallest amount. Of course, he could endow the boy with chakra, including the chakra circulation system, the locals also lacked it, since the knowledge of the sage made this possible. But to endow an unknown boy with such power just to be able to communicate with him? Even he wasn't that stupid.
Luckily the basic ninshu didn't require chakra, it bound the souls of both of them. He felt it when he used ninsha, and the boy most likely also considering how he changed on his face.
"L-lord?" said the kid in a voice that he did not understand.
"I can't understand you if you speak out loud. Speak in your mind, okay?" the blonde explained to the boy, and judging by the cautious nod, he understood him.
"Lord R'hllor?" the boy asked.
"I see you're a fast learner, but who is R'hllor?" Yeondame's son scratched the back of his head in confusion.
Then Naruto did not even think about what tests he was still waiting for with this boy.
After the Fourth Shinobi World War, Naruto became quite a famous person in all the elemental countries. There was no one who would not have heard of him, and did not know about his strength. He got a lot of fans, people who adored him probably whatever he did, as well as followers. The first time when events were still hot, Naruto, who was used to being in the shadow of a social society, so to speak, was unusually so close attention. Of course, Naruto had been the subject of controversy before this, but that was because of his status as a jinchuuriki. Hell, there were even some people who stole his personal belongings to make an altar dedicated to him. One day, someone went so far as to steal the only photo he had of his parents! There, his pregnant mother and father were waiting for his birth, and behind the photograph was his father's signature where he wrote how they were waiting for his birth. Naruto then went mad so Kurama didn't dare to say anything to him. Then the village lost several buildings and many Shinobi were injured, including his friends. Probably if Kiba hadn't found the thief then the village would have suffered greatly.
There were some people who were convinced that he was a god. So the creation of secret societies and cults was not long in coming. To his misfortune, he even had to deal with several of them, and the purpose and motives of each differed from the other, one more crazy than the other in ideas. There was even some kind of cult that believed that they could get a piece of his "divine" power if they could drink his blood. Somehow getting his blood issued for monthly tests, they drank it. In the end, they just got sick and most of them died painfully being unprepared for the concentration of chakra in his blood, it was painfully toxic, and the fact that they were ordinary civilians also did little to help. At the time, they thought that someone was trying to take out Konoha's sponsors in a particularly sophisticated way. Everything became clear when they managed to save those few remaining under-cultists in time, and after their cure, they confessed everything, being delirious, believing that he had begun divine punishment on them for their greed. On that day, Naruto was once again convinced that human stupidity knows no bounds.
As for Naruto himself, he didn't consider himself a god. Yes, he had a power that could be called divine. And they probably would not be mistaken in this, because he received this power from Hogoromo Ōtsutsuki, the son of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, known as the rabbit goddess. So Naruto was more of a human with divine powers than a god. And at best, he would be more of a demigod, given that he was a descendant of the Sage of the Six Paths, as well as the alleged reincarnation of his youngest son. As it turned out later, Naruto was the bearer of Ashura's will, as well as his chakra. Then, during the war, he did not pay much attention to the whole topic of "reincarnation", because there were more important things during the war. After all, if Naruto and Sasuke were the reincarnation of Ashura and Indra, it would not have been possible to resurrect Hashirama and Madara, who were the same "reincarnations" of the two sons of the sage. It wasn't until after everything was over and Naruto decided to take his training more seriously that he remembered it. Then Uzumaki thought that the Sage made a mistake when he said that he was the reincarnation of Ashura. As Kurama later explained to him, the sage was well aware of this, and told him the first time when he did not understand anything, unlike his biju. The old man literally had to, shall we say, "stupid" to his level in order to explain everything to him. That day, Naruto was ashamed as ever for his ignorance. It's hardly his fault, though. What to do if he did not have normal teachers who would deeply engage in his preparation? The Son of the Red Hot-Blooded Habanero also doubted that there were many people who understood such complicated things as rebirth. Perhaps Orochimaru himself knew little and understood little, even if he died and changed bodies literally a bunch of times.
But the most important thing is that even if Naruto had the opportunity to become a god, he would refuse it. He was born human and wanted to die like a human, damn it! And above all, Naruto hated the gods thanks to Kaguya's efforts. Even if there were other gods more friendly, he would also kick their ass. Those who had divine powers decided to stand by and do nothing while Kaguya did all those terrible things were not too different from her, being the same pieces of shit.
So Naruto wasn't too surprised when the boy called him a god, which wasn't surprising from what he showed. From what he saw, he concluded that people like him are not here, or maybe they are, only there are few of them and they are hiding. After all, it was too easy for Naruto to kill those pirates, they were too slow and fragile. But still, for the first time, Naruto was confused with some other god.
Moqorro, that was the name of the boy, told him a lot, both about his religion and about the world around him, no matter how limited they were, given the age of his companion, and the fact that he rarely lived on some ship for the last five years having the opportunity to withdraw from its territory. That was enough for the Uzumaki to form a definite opinion about this world and "god".
First, it's worth starting with the fact that he ended up on a continent called Essos, and was one of the four planets known in this hemisphere. He could describe the situation on the continent in two words, chaos and stagnation. In addition to Yi-Ti, there were no states in the usual sense, only city-states that competed and fought with their neighbors. The place where he appeared was called Valyria, or rather her remains. As it turned out a few hundred years ago, Valyria was a major empire that ruled over most of the territories of Essos for five thousand years, until Doom happened, a natural disaster that ended their empire. The Valyrians were known for their dragons and their riders, for their special steel which was light, never rusted or dulled. The Valyrians were also known for their blood and fire magic, as well as the slavery business that this people took over from their enemies, the Ghiscari. But now there are grains of the Freehold's greatness. Dragons were now only among the Targaryens, who conquered another continent called Westeros, creating their own dynasty a hundred years ago. The secret of forging Valyrian steel was lost forever, and there were hardly a thousand blades of this metal in the world. The knowledge of the magic of the Valyrians was also lost, and their slaves rebelled and began to kill their masters. After the destruction of Valyria, as you know, the continent was drowning in blood for hundreds of years, because the deterrent in the face of the Freehold disappeared, and those few surviving Valyrians, instead of taking the situation into their own hands, began to fight each other so that in the end they were finished off by others. Only the Targaryens escaped this fate thanks to the gift of Daenys Targaryen did not see the death that would overtake the Freehold after a hundred years. Thanks to this, the Targaryens not only survived, but also saved the dragons in order to further conquer Westeros with their help. Of course, now there were descendants of the Valyrians who honored the memory of their ancestors and traditions, preserving what little was left after Doom, but they did not have dragons, which made the Targaryens something special now.
But Naruto's thoughts were not occupied by the Targaryens, not by dragons, although now he had answers whose egg it might be, not even their magic (at least not as a source of interest) which was some analogue of chakra. The Uzumaki's thoughts were occupied with the Doom of Valyria. The next in line for the title of Hokage doubted that the Doom was just an eruption of fourteen volcanoes. No, a simple eruption couldn't have done what happened to that land. Beasts could not mutate into bloodthirsty monsters whose goal is to kill and desecrate all living things. Entire sailors and fleets did not disappear into the waters without a trace for no reason, just because of changes in the landscape, an experienced sailor could bypass such obstacles, or turn back. A huge dragon that was able to swallow a whole horse with strong scales in just one bite did not receive a deep wound nine feet long, and its rider, a girl of fourteen years old, did not die infected with some kind of abomination due to a natural cataclysm.
No, here it was something else, Doom was caused by something else, someone or something. It could be the Valyrians themselves, who in five thousand years could become proud, causing something beyond their comprehension with the help of their so-called magic, which led to their death. Or maybe another reason? Was there something under the Freehold that shouldn't have been disturbed and that something the Valyrians stumbled upon by accident thus causing further events?
To be honest, the blond didn't know which option was closest to the truth. He had little information, and even less desire to know the truth about Doom. Valyria was none of his business, let the Valyrians themselves investigate the crap their own ancestors might have brewed. Though Naruto would have to go back there to find out the answers. Why he? Why Valyria? Who is behind this and why?
"What do you think could cause this Doom?"the blond turned to his partner on another channel so as not to shock the boy, he would hardly be able to cope with a meeting with a creature like bijuu.
"I don't know and I don't want to know, the fate of these bastards doesn't interest me much!" Although with a high probability they themselves are to blame for their death. Kurama, who has never been particularly humane, gave the expected answer. He didn't like the Valyrians, with their dragon riders they reminded him of the Uchiha who could control the Biju with their Sharingan, which was reason enough to hate them all.
"You do realize we'll have to go back there if we don't find any answers, right?" Naruto sighed tiredly, poking around in the dying fire, though he himself wasn't particularly enthusiastic.
"AND? For that reason alone, we have to find out why these bastards disappeared with their fucking empire?" more than people, the nine-tails hated slavery. Kurama was not blind to his shortcomings, he killed and ruined a lot of lives, but he did not subdue and used someone as a thing. Why would he do this with his strength? Only a nonentity will use others to achieve their own ends.
"And if what caused the Doom is involved in our movement?" the jinchuuriki asked a logical question.
"I WILL DESTROY HIM! I WILL TEAR IT INTO SMALL PIECES AND BURN IT! And I'll scatter the ashes on the storm! NO ONE DARE TO USE US!" Kurama growled in rage, promising that insolent fellow that he did all the death penalties.
"Calm down Kurama, you smell like bloodlust from a kilometer away, which means from me too." Uzumaki tried to calm his bijuu, grateful that Moqorro was sleeping.
"Calm down? Are you telling me to calm down?!" the fox did not stop ranting being furious.
"Yes, because we shouldn't jump to Kurama's conclusions. Not the fact that the death of Valyria and our moving here is connected, we literally don't know shit. Maybe we ended up there by accident?"
"Hrrrr, since when did you get so smart?"
"Since you were sealed into me." The blond grinned as he heard the fox growl at his words.
"I see your teeth have erupted once you have become so impudent." Kurama wouldn't be himself if he didn't reply.
"Of course, one of us must have fangs, yours will already begin to fall out, grandpa."
"BRAT!" the nine-tails snarled to the laughter of his jinchuuriki, though there was no malice in his voice.
When both of them had calmed down enough Naruto relapsed into his own thoughts.
"What do you think of this Lord of Light?" Naruto was interested in his friend's opinion.
"The fact that he is an asshole, like other gods." Kurama's answer was obvious.
"I think so too, he does not seem to me some kind of protector of the weak. What god needs human sacrifice anyway?"
"And what is not needed?"
"Probably to the good god that this R'hllor is trying to pretend to be." The blond shrugged.
"Based on our experience with Naruto, you should have understood that the gods are not kind, they are either queers or persistent queers. And so far we've only met the persistent ones."
"That's right, I've already made sure of that." The blond shook his head.
Sometimes Naruto wondered how his fate would have turned out without this divine bullshit. Who would he become? Would he achieve the adoration of his village? Would you become a hero or another famous killer like Kakashi?
Would his parents have died anyway? Although it is pointless to think about it already, everything that happened has already happened, the ink has dried up, as they say. We need to look to the future and deal with pressing issues. How does he get back home...
"Stupid!" Naruto yelled, slapping his face with his hand. How could he forget about it?! Uzumaki bit his finger as he started typing. "Gyaku..."
"Naruto stop!" biju wanted to stop the jinchuuriki, but it was already too late.
"…Kuchiyose no Jutsu!" But it was already too late, Naruto's hand touched the ground forming a bunch of fuinjutsu.
And then, before the eyes of the son of Yeondame, it darkened.
Naruto slowly begins to open his eyes, feeling a heaviness throughout his body. His head is spinning, his ears are ringing, and his heart is beating a little faster than usual. He tries to remember what happened, but the weakness in his body does not allow him to focus on one thought.
Slowly but surely, the blond begins to become aware of his surroundings. He sees the blue sky above him and hears some sounds. Uzumaki smells something edible, but his body is still weak, so getting up is rather slow.
"Lie down." A familiar bass voice echoes in his head, and he obeys. If he was in danger, the fox would have said so. And he discovers that he was well equipped, there was a pillow under his head, and a blanket covered his body.
"Oh, what happened? And why do I feel so weak?" Naruto swore as he felt all the «miracles» of chakra exhaustion.
"This is what happens when you use Reverse Summon without thinking about chakra cost!" What were you thinking idiot?! the biju growls with a mixture of anger and irritation in his voice, only Uzumaki clearly picks up notes of anxiety from his fellow biju.
"Ah, so that's why I feel so bad, I haven't had chakra depletion in a long time." The last time was about six years ago when he fought that moon asshole. Due to his stupidity, he fell under an attack that absorbs all the opponent's chakra. Only thanks to his Uzumaki genes, a large supply of chakra and being a jinchuriki saved him from certain death. Then Naruto was angry at himself for underestimating the enemy, and at that asshole in a rage. So during their next meeting, he painted his pretty face on him, and then killed him. He took the body to his basement and began to study, he became very interested in the one who looked like Kaguya.
"You are lucky that this boy woke up after you fell unconscious. I sent him a mental image to take chakra-restoring pills from your travel bag."
"Haa, so he also found out about the egg." Naruto sighed, for some reason he didn't like this news.
"To hell with the egg! You're more important than some lizard's secret egg!" Kyuubi growled at another mention of the egg he hated.
"All right, all right, do not boil, otherwise the wool will fall out ahead of time." The Uzumaki chuckled at the fox's roar.
"Lord Azor Ahai, are you awake?" - the mental message of Moqorro interrupted the further skirmish between the biju and the man. Naruto didn't even notice the boy approached him, he was so distracted. In his arms Naruto held two bowls that he had once "borrowed" from the pirates, they gave off a satisfying smell and his stomach rumbled to his embarrassment.
The good news is that Moqorro no longer considered him a god, having somehow become convinced of this due to continued visions. After all, why should God continue to give him visions, he is next to him. Unfortunately, the boy thought that he was the chosen one of this god named Azor Ahai, who saved the world in his time. Naruto didn't know how true this story was, and he didn't care. As long as he is not considered a god, this is good. Not that he was pleased, but that he was considered someone else.
"My name is Naruto boy, and stop calling me master, I'm not your Lord." The blond said angrily. "Yes, I woke up."
"Thank R'hllor that you're all right, I was very scared when I saw you unconscious on the ground. Are you all right sir? "Moqorro asked causing Naruto to groan again, this time in annoyance rather than pain.
"Water." - Moqorro fulfilled the will of his "
«Lord» by handing him a flask of water. After emptying the entire flask, Naruto made a sound of relief as his throat stopped tormenting him. "I'm fine boy, I just did something rash and paid for it. But don't worry, I'll recover pretty quickly, although we'll have to stay here for another day until I'm fully recovered."
"What's next, my Lord?"
"Next, we must find some city or settlement, even some village will do, we are running out of supplies. And what to hide, I want to lie on a normal bed." The Uzumaki groaned into a sitting position. "First we need to determine our location and arrange our route. Take the map from my bag."
The map Naruto borrowed from the dead pirate captain came in handy just in time. Not being able to read the language, the local blonde hoped that his ward could do it, otherwise the two of them would have to wander back and forth for a long time.
Of course, Naruto could probably cover the whole continent in a day if he wanted to, but with his small companion, it was impossible. He doubted that the boy's body would withstand the load if he ran with him in his arms at the speed of a genin. Still, the local people are too fragile for him. Of course, you can create a bunch of clones to scout the area and find out about the nearest settlements in a short time. But the problem is not that he can find the right place, but to deliver the boy safe and sound. After all, they may run out of supplies and Moqorro will die of hunger or thirst. Naruto can do without food, water and sleep for ten whole days only on one chakra replenishment, if he does not strain the body, it will turn out twice as long. There can be no talk of any pills that saturate the body, his body quickly burned everything before it gave him any effect. And that was for any other similar pills, so Naruto had a small amount of them with him, and then for others. On the one hand, it was bad, because no medicine could help him, even the same painkiller would be useless for him. On the other hand, he no longer had to eat the pills that Sakura made, which tasted terrible. Even Sai, who, being a member of the Root ANBU, received immunity to all kinds of toxins, got poisoned. Naruto was wondering if Sakura tried what she cooked for him? If so, was it difficult to add any sweetener? Yes, drugs do not have to taste good, but still, you could think about it when you are trying to help a person who has saved you more than once. I wonder if everything would be the same if Sakura made pills for Sasuke? Most likely no. But honestly, he doesn't care, he ended the stupid competition for Sakura's heart a long time ago.
Naruto didn't even think about giving the Moqorro food pill. Again, it's a different world, different people and other shit. He didn't want to make a guinea pig out of the boy.
"Here, my Lord." Moqorro did not keep himself waiting long and pulled the thing he needed. Moqorro was about to leave so as not to interfere with the blessed warrior of the Lord of Light, when he was called.
"I need your help Moqorro. Can you read?"
"Just a little, just enough to understand simple things. I'm sorry if I disappointed you!" The boy fell to his knees.
"Get up." Naruto's voice stopped the further boy triad. "You didn't do anything wrong. I need your help to work with the map. I am not very familiar with this language."
"As Azor Ah-A-AI! " the boy could not finish his sentence as he received a slap in the forehead.
"I told you to stop calling me that"
Still, Naruto still had a lot of work ahead of him with this boy, and he needed to learn how to address him by his first name first. And what kind of stupid name is that? Azor Ahai. Who names their child that? This is if he named his son Boruto.
"Okay, then we'll talk to you about contacting me." Having said this, Naruto opened the map and began to study it. "Any ideas about our location?"
"Well, we made our way across the smoky sea, and thanks to my ability, we avoided dangers." Moqorro pointed to the sea. "Remos said we would stop at Tyria and move south until we reached the capital." the boy pointed to the coast of the peninsula, after which he pointed to the proposed capital. "But now we are on the opposite shore, and most likely we are in the Lands of Long Summer. I have never been here, but I heard that nothing grows in these places. Moqorro made a circular motion with his finger indicating the ground they were on. "And the closest settlement is…" the boy started looking for the nearest town or village, and swallowed for the next second. "…Mantarys"
Naruto didn't miss his young companion's wariness. So he immediately asked.
"What's wrong with this city?"
"C-city of m-monsters sir." The boy replied stuttering.
"Monsters?" Naruto raised an eyebrow, even the bijuu inside him became interested. "Let's go into more detail here."
"W-well, I haven't been there, but I heard about this place several times from the conversations of pirates. The city does not have the best reputation, and only a few slave traders visit it. People there are often born twisted and monstrous. Some attribute this to the fact that the city is on the Demon Road, the young seer explained."
"Meh, and I thought that I could at least stretch a little." all the blonde's interest was blown away by the wind. And he expected that there would be something terrible, but it turned out that this is just a city in which people live with various mutations and defects. For someone who fought with a whole goddess, it was nothing. "Don't worry, I'll protect you if anything."
"Thank you, Lord" Naruto's words comforted the boy a little. "But maybe we should go somewhere else? Maybe Tholos? From there we can board a ship and go to Volantis".
The Uzumaki shook his head after looking at the location of the settlement named Moqorro. "No, it's too far, we don't have enough supplies."
"I understand." The boy's shoulders slumped.
"Well, if you like, we can set up camp not far from there, and stock up on supplies in the city itself." Shinobi decided to take pity on the little , he can do without a bed for some more time.
"Thank you, my Lord." The boy was grateful to him.
"There is no need to thank me when your back hurts, you will curse me for agreeing with you."
Two days later they set off.
This is where this chapter ends. Yes, I understand that it may seem boring and mundane to you, I think so too. I originally planned to make the chapter longer, but I was advised not to delay. But I promise the next chapter will be exciting!
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