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I think the person read it in the novel

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When it was finally time to go home from the day's work, there was no energy left to vent out curse words. He scrubbed his charcoal-black hands and face in the stream and washed his stained clothes. Then he wore his wet clothes roughly again and turned to go home. Then suddenly, he found something shiny in the drizzling water.

He bent over and picked it up. A white pebble the size of a thumb was shining in the light. Riftan, who was fiddling with a particularly white, smooth stone, pushed it into his clothes and strode away. He was exhausted, but he suddenly felt a surge of energy.

He roamed though the dense forest and moved toward the patronage of the castle. After walking a long time through the dense oak forest, a magnificent structure emerged through the trees.

He rolled his eyes, pretending to get firewood from the firewood storehouse next to him. After a while, he could find a little girl crouching down at the corner of the detached garden, picking up something. When he saw her, what had been lumped in his heart melted like a lie.

Riftan slowly walked in front of her, pretending to carry an armful of firewood. There were many servants besides him who came for firewood, so she didn't seem to think anything strange about his approach.

However, the black hound, who was always chasing her, immediately showed caution and pricked up his ears. Riftan carefully laid down the white pebble, taking care not to get closer than necessary.

Then, he moved away quickly, as if he had other business to do. A moment later, as he turned his head over his shoulder, he could see her picking up the pebble and tucking it into a colorful cloth pocket.

He walked toward the gate, holding back a laugh. He couldn't help thinking that he was an idiot. What makes him so happy? Riftan, who was running out of the castle with light steps as if flying, suddenly smiled bitterly.

He couldn't understand himself. To see that girl once, every day he goes around the huge castle and then goes home...is he out of his mind?

She wasn't even a kid he could play with. She was the daughter of the lord, someone he was not even allowed to talk to first.

If anyone notices that he's feeling close to her on his own, he'll be ridiculed at for being "shameless." He suddenly sighed hard and kicked the floor roughly.

It's clear that she didn't even notice his presence anyway. She doesn't know that he sometimes throws strange colored feathers or small pebbles in the garden, or wonders if she found it properly or what kind of crown she made with it, every time he lay down in bed. (side note: When Maxi got back to her father estate after the first war, she met her nanny again, who also mentioned to her, that when maxi was younger, she always collected stones and other things to make crowns)

He came back to reality, looking down at the old cabin that sat at the bottom of the hill. She was not the girl who lived in his neighbor's house. She was the duke's daughter, who ruled this great land, and he was the most humble member of his land.

He trudged toward his mother, who didn't even look at him, his stepfather, who silently drinks every day, and his cabin, where a smashing loneliness awaits.

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It was not long after he began to do chores in the stables of the castle that he cared about her. He saw her crouching in the backyard of the detached house while he was carrying a cart full of straw to the barn.

He immediately noticed that the little girl was the eldest daughter of the Duke of Croix and quickly tried to pass by. But somehow he couldn't move his legs.

The little girl, as small as a doll, held the black hound tightly in her short arms and buried her face in his fluffy fur. When he saw her clinging to a dog that was bigger than her size, his body hardened and his heart ached for no reason.

He noticed that she wanted to be held by someone. He could feel her loneliness as vividly as his. He also would bury his face in the neck of a foal and soothe his loneliness in that way.

Why is that girl, with hundreds of servants, looking for warmth from a mere hound? Is she as lonely as he is? When he thought of it, he had the presumptuous urge to comfort her.

Even a passing dog would laugh at that. Who comforts whom? He was a servant in the stables cleaning horse shit, and she was the daughter of a duke.

Perhaps that girl's life is full of noble things he can't even imagine. A glittering marble palace and a banquet hall decorated with golden chandeliers, she has soft fabrics and sweet, greasy foods that he will never touch....

She must sleep in a cloud-like bed full of feathers and be able to eat and drink as much as she wants. She will not experience the pain of working until the skin of her palm is peeling off until the day she dies.

He shook off his strange sense of homogeneity and took a step toward the barn. But since that day, he couldn't stop chasing her with his eyes every time he passed by the detached house.

When he saw her drooping shoulders and the sullen back of her head, he felt sorry for her, and when he saw her smiling, he felt better. When she was not seen, he was worried that she might be sick. Before he knew it, she had become a soothing creature to him for the day's loneliness.

Riftan laughed at himself and put the bag of charcoal he got yesterday evening, in the kiln. On the one hand, he knew that he was only creating a comfort zone to escape from the harsh reality.

He's just projecting himself on his own, and in fact the girl may not be lonely. It's all just his delusions and she must be having fun and happy days. The idea that his sloppy gifts are pleasing her is also a vain wish.

She could get as much real jewelry as she wanted. When she grow a little more, she will forget the fact that she has collected pebbles.

Thank you for this ヾ(☆▽☆) (￣ε(#￣)Σ

where did you find this? the translation i'm reading isn't nearly this far along.

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He spat on the floor, rattled and dragged the cart along a shortcut. After he walk through the thick forest for a while, he heard a dog barking from somewhere.

Riftan stopped walking. He looked back and forth, but he couldn't see the dog anywhere. He frowned, left the cart alone, and turned his steps in the direction of the sound.

As he jumped over the thick bushes and passed three or four beautiful trees, he saw a black dog lowering its body to the fullest and barking violently at something.

If he didn't see wrong, then that dog was the faithful guard of the duke's daughter. What the hell is it doing in a place like this without the owner? Riftan, who was frowning, opened his eyes wide the next moment.

Where the dog was barking wildly, a large lizard, which was about the size of a head, was sticking out its tongue.

Riftan instinctively leaned down flat and observed the creature's appearance. It was the first time in his life that he saw something like that. The whole body was wrapped in thorn-like scales, and two needle-like pointed teeth stood out in the large mouth that opened menacingly.

Perhaps a monster has gone into hiding. As he was stuck in thoughts, the dog rushed at the lizard. Then the lizard used its long tail to hit the hound's body, and then snapped the dog's neck.

While he stiffened and blankly stared at the scene, something popped out from the bushes. He held his breath. The young lady from the duke's family grabbed a long branch and began to hit the lizard's body.

He swears that he has never seen a more frightening scene than this. He was so shocked that he couldn't move a muscle.

The lizard swung its head, threw the dog away, and then rushed straight at her. Seeing this, Riftan picked up a stone from the floor and ran like a lightning bolt.

When the long neck of the monster was shot down with a pointed stone, the body thicker than his forearm jumped up convulsively. The lizard spewed venom at him with a roar.

He dodged by quickly receding back and threw the stone as hard as he could. Then a big stone stuck in its throat. The monster struggled and wriggled its long tail vigorously.

He quickly picked up a branch that fell on the floor and poked it into his empty stomach. After a while, the bizarre creature's body soon drooped. He kicked it away and breathed hard.

His heart thumped quickly like horseshoes, and cold sweat flowed down his back like a waterfall. If he could, he wanted to put the girl who did this fearless thing on his lap and hit her buttocks violently.

Riftan glared at her with a fierce look. However, when he saw her sitting on the floor and wrestling in pain, his anger disappeared as if it had washed away and his fear surged in.

He scuttled down in front of her and examined her thoroughly. Blood was flowing from her forearm. She was bitten by that damn bastard. Without thinking, he loosened his belt and tied it tightly on the upper part of the wound.

Then the little girl tilted her head back as if she was about to burst into tears.

He desperately looked at the thin arm, thats less than a handful, from top to bottom. She cried and moved her hands and feet.

"Ah... it hurts!"

"We need to get the poison out. Stay still!"

Later, he might lose his neck for disrespect, but for now, there was nothing else he sees. He made her calm by shouting, then put his mouth on the wound, sucked blood and spat it out on the floor.

After repeated it several times, he held her doll-like little body in his arms and hurried toward nature. Then she burst into tears.

"My... puppy....”

He turned his head over his shoulder. The dog was limp and motionless. As he bit his lip and moved again, the crying girl pulled his hair.

"My... my puppy, too, I have to take him.”

"I'll take him with me later."

He made a promise that he couldn't keep and moved his legs in a hurry. She wrapped her small, thin arms around his neck and sniffled.

"Y, you must."

It felt like his heart was breaking. Hugging her small back tightly, he ran frantically through the woods. He doesn't know how many times he almost tripped over a tree root in a hurry. The body, which was getting colder and colder, was rubbed anxiously with the palm of his hand and after running for a long time, the castle finally came into view. He shouted so loud that his throat almost tore.

"H, help me! The lady has been bitten by a monster!"

The maid, carrying a laundry basket, turned her head and screamed. She dashed to them, tossing her basket.

"Lady!"

Hearing her shrill voice, the servants rushed over, wondering what was going on. He breathed heavily and shouted over and over again.

"It was a monster that looked like a lizard! He bit her arm. You need to get it treated quickly!"

"Get her over here right now!"

The chubby maid snatched her from his arms and ran toward the castle. He gasped and gazed at the figure with hazy eyes.

Her limp figure in the maid's arms soon vanished into the magnificent building. Riftan, who was unconsciously trying to chase after her, was grabbed by the shoulder by a guard.

"Where are you going?"

"I just want to see for a moment, if she's okay."