I'm Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 200

200. Is it rest or laziness, or else… (2)

“It would be better to provide regular meals like now and encourage people to go for a walk once in a while. “It’s also good to give someone a gift that will motivate them like that friend.”

Unfortunately, it appears to have been a failure.

Ben pointed at the puzzle lying on the table with his chin and stood up, nagging me without knowing who was supposed to listen.

“Anyway, it will take a lot of effort.”

….

It must have been from then on.

The damn demons are starting to be annoying.

‘Damn bastards.’

Even if I’m lying down, when it’s time to eat, Dan forces me to get up, so I can endure it. Anyway, if you want to live, you have to eat.

It’s okay if your diet is a little burdensome. Aside from the emotional burden, the chef puts a lot of effort into making it, so it tastes good and there are many different types of food to eat.

It’s okay for the crazy dogs to split their ranks among themselves and take turns visiting. Because they came here just for me. Since there is no one else to rely on but me, it is right to accept it with a broad mind as a guardian.

But not this.

“Deon, how about taking a walk in the garden after a long time?”

“….”

What do you think?

Deon glanced in the middle of a bizarre garden covered in a veil woven by moonlight. At the end of the line of sight, a plant with eyes was twitching its leaves as if it wanted to attack.

I quietly looked at the eyes glaring at me and then stretched out my hand to Hien.

“torchlight.”

“yes? Ah yes!”

In the past, I was briefly mistaken because he was always holding the torch himself.

Hien was dazed for a moment, wondering why he was suddenly looking for a torch from me, but then he realized it was in his hand and hurriedly held out the torch. Deon takes it and walks towards the plant with eyes. It was then that I realized that the leaf that was shaking menacingly had a mouth.

“De… Deon…?”

The mouth on the leaf lunges at me as if it is going to bite me. Deon tore it apart with a leaf, threw it on the floor, and lifted the torch he was holding in his other hand. Then I heard the sound of something cooking.

“I asked you how you felt?”

“….”

“It’s very annoying and annoying. So, I hope you stop recommending walks.”

How would you feel if you introduced a plant that made you nervous to someone who was already tired and didn’t want to do anything?

Hien shivered at the dry voice and looked beyond him. There, ‘eyeless’ plants were dying helplessly.

If it were normal people, they would have been scared at this point and wouldn’t have come near it… but as far as Deonhardt was concerned, Hien’s infinitely positive attitude shined through unnecessarily.

‘…You want to see the flowers of the human world!’

There is something suitable.

Hien had a bright smile on his face, as if he had been shaking for a while.

“It’s a walk to improve your mood and improve your health, but it’s a problem if it makes you feel worse. “I have a present I’d like to give you, so why don’t you just go in now?”

“…gift?”

Well, I guess it’s a monster.

Deon’s shocked expression made him want to go back to his room and lie down for a while, so instead of letting go of the pointless problem, he walked away without saying anything.

And when I got to my room, instead of immediately lying down on the bed I missed, I thought about Hien’s sincerity and sat on the sofa and waited for him to come with a gift.

I regretted it.

“Yuck.”

“get out.”

Well then. It’s a monster plant.

A plant I saw last time shakes its stem as if to say hello. Without giving him any more attention, I kicked Hien out and laid down on the bed.

I wasted my mental energy on unwanted walks and looking at unwanted plants. Deon raised his arm to cover his eyes out of fatigue for a moment, but then slowly lowered his arm.

‘…Really.’

They don’t give anyone time to rest.

Bright red eyes roll to the side and focus on the dagger stuck next to the head. I called the other person’s name as if I was familiar with a situation I had experienced before.

“Develania.”

“Yes, Deon.”

Deon sighed and got up.

There was no sign of surprise at all. Because I already knew.

Not only did I have no murderous intent, but I knew that I was not the target of the dagger, so I stayed quiet. If he had sensed even a hint of murderous intent, the dagger would have turned in Deon’s hand and aimed at Develania’s neck, not this bed.

He asked, pulling out the dagger that was neatly stuck in the bed and twirling it around.

“Can I take this to mean that you have done what I asked you to do?”

An order to find Cruel Hart’s body.

Immediately, Develania groaned.

“I didn’t want to come because I thought it would be like this…”

“…I guess it’s not over yet.”

“sorry. However, we are doing our best to search for him by mobilizing our corps members, so we will be able to find him in time.”

“Hmm.”

It’s still too late for me. Dissatisfied voices filled the room.

The dagger moves between the fingers as if flowing. Deon, who had been playing with the dagger a few more times, opened his mouth a little later, breaking the strange tension.

“I have no intention of just waiting. “Write a report on how far you investigated and tracked it and send it to me.”

“Yes…”

Develania, who came for no reason and was given work, is in tears. Deon didn’t care and asked a question.

“Then why did you come here?”

“You said you became a warrior, so how could you not come?”

I’m so curious.

In general, demons do not have long patience. Especially corps commanders who don’t necessarily have to endure anything. Even Develania, who had a long patience as her main mission was infiltration, could not suppress her curiosity in this matter.

‘If there is a corps commander who has not visited Deon, he is either very busy or the corps commander is not close enough to worry about offending Deon.’

The hand that was spinning the dagger suddenly stopped.

Deon raises his head with an expressionless face. The moment when Debellania was suspicious of the mysterious eyes he encountered.

Whoosh – something passed next to my face.

“…!”

“so.”

D’Vellania opened her eyes wide.

Regardless of whether she froze or not, Deon smiled lazily, folding the corners of his eyes in the same position where he threw the dagger.

“How do you feel about seeing me become a hero?”

“….”

Grumble.

Belatedly, a solid line appears on the cheek and blood flows down.

Ha she laughed.

“…Somehow I understand Silua’s feelings.”

I can somewhat understand the crazy bitch of the 7th Corps commander who holds a dagger and installs it.

It’s so sexy that I can’t wait to see it again, even if it means sacrificing innocent users. Besides, now that he is more handsome and has more time to spare, he will probably be thrilled.

‘That’s not me.’

I was only surprised for a moment. DeVellania, who quickly regained her composure after a moment of wavering, changed the subject of the fruitless conversation.

“I heard you completely let go of work?”

“In the end, that was the main purpose. “I’m just taking a break.”

“I think you’ve been resting too long for something like that…”

“It’s not like you’ve been resting for months, it’s only been ten days and one day, but aren’t you feeling too impatient? “I guess the corps commanders aren’t that incompetent.”

When you say that, I have nothing to say.

However, it is inevitable that corps commanders will have difficulty adjusting to the fact that a person who was so busy acting as if something big would happen if he rested even for a day suddenly becomes so busy. Whenever I go out in person, taking care of every detail from beginning to end.

Deon, who was fiddling with his mouth as Develania remained silent, searched in his arms and took out a cigarette.

“Then why don’t you stop bothering me and go now? “I’m tired.”

“As far as I know, the only thing Deon did today is…”

“If you have time, would you like to give me an additional mission?”

“Excuse me. “You must be tired, so get some rest.”

Develania disappears as quietly as she came in.

Now I can finally rest properly. Should I sleep right away or smoke a smoke and sleep? While I was thinking about it, flicking an unlit cigarette in my mouth, there was a knock and the door flew open.

Deon didn’t bother to turn his head to check on the other person. As far as he knew, there was only one group of bastards like this in the Demon King’s Castle who looked like they had swollen livers and were going crazy.

just as expected.

“Daejaang! We’re here! “You want to take medicine again!”

“what?! approximately?”

“Leader! It’s not possible!”

The calm atmosphere that had been achieved was broken.

The cigarette in my mouth disappears, and a piece of candy takes its place. Deon, who had been accepting it obediently, soon made a bewildered expression.

Yes, to a certain extent, you can think of it as crude consideration and accept it. It hasn’t happened once or twice since I came here. however.

You’re feeding me too much.

“What are you doing?”

“Puhup.”

“Uuuae? (Do you want to die?)”

“Puhhahahahaha! “What is the pronunciation? Kyahahahahahahahahaha!”

We only have to give one piece of candy, so what if each person shoves one into their mouth?

There was no place to spit it out, so I held my stomach with candy in my mouth, glared at the guys rolling around on the floor, and grabbed the dagger next to the wooden box on the nightstand.

“Huh? “Captain, you really want to wield that… wow!”

“Then we get really hurt!”

“Calm! Calm down! “I won’t laugh even if it’s funny!”

“Hey you bastard! What if I say that! “Don’t you know that it feels bad to call a bald person bald?”

“ah!”

I lost my will to like it.

Sensing that the atmosphere is unusual, the guys wave their hands and shout to calm down, but what can they do? Coincidentally, the name of the dagger I held was ‘Jinjeong’.

Deon, who had adjusted his grip on the dagger, was about to swing it.

“master…?”

A faint voice was heard, as if in disbelief.

Deon pauses and turns his head. Dan, who saw Deon’s plump cheeks from the front, was startled and quietly averted his gaze. My eyes returned to another place and only after scanning the crazy dogs, who were white and gasping as if they had died and come back to life, did I gain a light of understanding.

“Well… you are amazing in many ways. “You can’t believe you brought out the Master’s emotions like that.”

“It was nothing!”

“It’s not a compliment. What should I do if I bring out vitality and vitality?”

“I’m feeling energetic and alive.”

“It’s completely different.”

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and approached Deon.

When I put an open handkerchief to my mouth, a stinging red gaze appeared as if asking what this was. Dan said calmly.

“That’s why you should have at least one handkerchief. “You look like this because you don’t have a handkerchief.”

“….”

“Please do it.”

The gaze, which was otherwise stinging, became harsher. Deon’s gaze rose sharply, with a hint of murder in his eyes, but Dan paid no attention.

Because you’re going to have to spit it out anyway.

“ha ha ha! Come on! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“What are you doing, boss? Come on, let’s do it!”

“Puhahahahahahahahahahaha!”

Suddenly the dagger flew away.

Deon lowered his eyes in resignation as the guys were shocked and quiet, befitting the name ‘calm’. Little melted candies fall silently one by one onto the handkerchief, as if trying to spit it out as cleanly as possible.

One, two… Dan, who was counting the number of candies in his mind, counted the number of candies. How much did you feed them?

“…That’s enough now.”

Deon put his head back, rolling the remaining piece of candy in his mouth.

Dan, who had roughly wrapped the handkerchief and tied it, took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket.

“Here’s a new handkerchief.”

“…?”

“If you decided it was necessary, didn’t you ask for it separately later?”

Deon, who unexpectedly received the handkerchief, looked around at what was in his hand as if he was touching something unfamiliar. A shaky voice continued.

“…It’s white.”

“If your blood gets on it, it will be very noticeable.”

There’s no need to vomit blood anymore anyway.

The eyes say so. Deon looked at Dan for a moment. Even though the gaze seemed burdensome, Dan did not avoid it and faced his red eyes.

Even the mad dogs held their breath in the delicate atmosphere and then a small noise was heard.

A small sound made when the candy rolled in your mouth touches your teeth. Deon chuckled and put the handkerchief in his arms.

“Well, that’s right. Rather…”

“….”

“Kick those bastards out.”

I’m crazy.

The white finger pointed towards the crazy dogs.

“Leader? “I was quiet at best, but wasn’t that too much?”