As if he had been waiting, Toma went to the chicken coop and brought out a live chicken. The chicken that was suddenly caught twisted its body and clucked.
He knew he would be scolded when the grown guild members found out about this, but Toma was someone with a strong mindset. He was not afraid of being scolded or reprimanded harshly. The only thing that could frighten him was Edgar’s gaze.
Click.
Toma headed straight to the kitchen of the cafeteria.
Christine, who was wearing an apron, gave a brief glance at the boy who suddenly appeared. And that was all.
She had a lot of potatoes and carrots to prepare for tonight’s dinner. Of course, for someone so good with daggers as an elite guild member, it was something she could finish quickly.
“… Hey.”
Toma felt even more offended when the woman ignored him. So, he threw the rampaging chicken towards Christine and grinned.
“I heard there was a new recruit in the kitchen. I was asked to check if you knew how to prepare a chicken.”
As it left Toma’s hand, the chicken flew towards Christine while clucking loudly. In just a few seconds, the woman would be crying, not knowing what to do with the chicken flying around and losing feathers everywhere.
Toma felt a sense of satisfaction and waited for the chicken to crow ferociously.
But what he expected did not happen.
“Cluck.”
The chicken made an overly short noise, then quieted down.
It was because Christine grabbed the flying chicken by the neck and put it directly on the countertop.
“…?”
Toma was bewildered as he watched the chicken let out a final shriek and lose its senses at once in the woman’s hands and opened his mouth in confusion without realizing it.
Christine scoffed inwardly, watching in real-time as the young boy became speechless.
‘That little boy is acting territorial.’
Despite her appearance, there was nothing Christine hadn’t done before.
In particular, when rumors spread that Duff had lost his customers’ gold coins to gambling and the reputation of the Golden Horseshoe Guild crashed to the ground in her past life, she even worked in a rural area for two years to earn money.
It wouldn’t happen in this life thanks to Allen handing Duff gold coins to put out the urgent fire, but she still remembered the miscellaneous skills she had learned with tears in her eyes.
‘I’ve also butchered a large cow, so killing a chicken is nothing.’
Of course, she wondered if she should act surprised as the boy wanted. However, if a child in their mid-teens underestimated her, all chimeras this age would look down on her.
If that were the case, she would have to continue to engage in these trivial pranks, and Christine didn’t have time to waste.
Slit.
She cut a part between the chicken’s neck bones shallowly with a knife. Then, blood started flowing out. It was a bloody process they had to go through in order to eat a delicious chicken.
However, for Toma, who had only seen two types of chicken—live chicken and the golden-brown roasted chicken set on the table—the scene was absolutely shocking.
“Ugh…”
When the boy saw a chicken being butchered for the first time in his life, he retreated from the kitchen, feeling nauseous.
Christine chuckled as she watched him run away, his attitude completely different from when he first appeared. It was her victory.
***
Meanwhile, Edgar was handling business in the most luxurious building in the western hideout. His posture as he read, and signed documents was completely undisturbed.
Decius, who had stopped by his office for a report, was impressed every time he saw him maintain a frightening level of concentration.
‘No matter how different his physical strength is from normal humans… doesn’t he get tired of working like that?’
The scope of Edgar’s work was extensive, the documents and materials needed to be reviewed were so vast that they brought tears to his eyes.
Decius, who had a busy daily life, always found this burdensome. But since Edgar, the person concerned, was not disturbed by it, he could not say anything.
There were two things that Edgar valued most.
The first was to appropriately allocate some of the money earned through the guild commissions to provide an inconvenience-free life for the chimeras in the western hideout.
The second was to rescue the chimeras who would live there. This was why he was in the Black Fang Guild.
However, the task that took up the most time was managing the various businesses and investments established to keep the size of the guild stable and to make money.
‘Isaac is sincere and good at handling commissions but he is terrible when it comes to handling money, so Edgar has no choice but to take care of it.’
Edgar was so good at it that the guild’s business income had been exceeding the commission fees for several years. Based on his talents, intuition, and efforts, the Black Fang Guild, which had grown dramatically in only a few years, was now a huge company.
“Edgar, why don’t you take a break while listening to the report?”
Edgar put down his pen for a moment.
Then, looking at Decius, he opened his mouth.
“So. What did you find out about Christine of the Golden Horseshoe Guild?”
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Beast in the Woods, Deep in the Night
Romance{ +18} Christine was an elite member of a guild who had excellent commissioning skills, but she couldn't break the curse that caused abnormalities in her body. She suffered her whole life and was only exploited by the guild she worked for. She infi...
