I’m Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 216

216. Hatred is like a forest fire (7), so

it was a gift given without thinking. I was just given something that was roughly what I had, driven by the atmosphere of the time, but I can’t believe he kept it just because it was a gift I gave him.

“That’s right…”

A blurry voice speaks slowly.

Deon Hardt probably doesn’t know what kind of expression I’m making right now. If I had known, I wouldn’t have shown such a strange expression. Dan was sure.

“Thank you.”

“….”

“Good job. “Just leave now.”

“Still to clean up….”

“You can leave the cart behind. “I’ll call you again later, so get out.”

Ed, who hesitated several times, could not resist the unspoken urging and left after leaving a polite greeting. After seeing that the door was closed, Dan turned his head and looked at Deon again.

He appears to be lost in thought, fiddling with a strange plant in a flower pot.

However, Dan frowned slightly as his expression that he had not yet adjusted was clearly visible in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth in a playful way.

“You told me not to get attached to you, but what if you end up getting attached to me?”

“…what?”

“I don’t know how I should accept this situation…”

Dan shakes his head excitedly with a mischievous smile on his lips. Deon frowned.

“What kind of bullshit is that now?”

“Well, I thought you would definitely deny it. “It doesn’t matter what you say, but before that, please improve your facial expressions.”

“…what do you think of my expression?”

“It’s not like he’s showing affection, but he looks a little shaken?”

“….”

“You looked like you were being eaten by guilt mixed with all kinds of emotions.”

“…under.”

It’s funny.

Without bothering to answer, I stood up with the monster in my arms. I walk over and put the flower pot down by the window, as if kicking away the blood that has accumulated to below the ankle bone.

It seemed like he knew how to read the mood, so instead of crying, he quietly raised his head, looked at me, turned around, and smiled proudly.

“No way.”

“….”

“It looks like your eye is finally sprained.”

Bright moonlight pours down over your head. The red eyes, completely obscured by backlight, glowed eerily in the shadows.

Dan, who was about to retort, suddenly shuts his mouth, and Deon, who did not miss the opportunity, naturally intercepts the right to speak. A topic that had nothing to do with the previous conversation came up.

“What is your current influence at the top? Are you maintaining it well?”

“…On the contrary, it grew bigger and did not shrink. In the first place, the biggest obstacle was only the top of the low-fell. “Other top companies are trying hard not to get on our nerves.”

“I should be thankful to Stigma senior.”

“….”

Even though there was no clear evidence yet, it was a remark that confirmed that the person who exterminated the Rowfel family was Stigma Primiro.

Dan was silent again, and Deon walked slowly to the table. He picks up one of the liquor bottles that were piled on the table and blows off the neck of the bottle with the blade of his hand. Dan’s mouth opened dumbly at the extreme action.

“No, here’s the tool to open the bottle…”

“It’s easier this way.”

“And what are you going to do if you get hurt? Wait, are you just going to drink it with your mouth? Then I got a cut in my mouth.”

“It’s okay because you’re a hero.”

“It is not a good habit to use your body carelessly.”

“The nagging has increased.”

As if he genuinely cares.

Deon drank from the entire bottle and smiled. Dan’s expression hardened.

He pursed his lips a few times before closing his mouth. His jaw muscles tensed for a moment as if he was clenching his teeth, but then let go.

A slightly weakened voice was heard.

“Since we are attending the Master, we have no choice but to improve. Even before you became a hero, you always made people’s hearts flutter. “You said that if you die, you can’t even guarantee my life.”

What was the situation like right before awakening as a warrior? Didn’t he get caught in an explosion and almost die? As a result, even though I know that he has become a hero, I seem to be overprotective.

Despite being aware of this situation, Dan chose to push forward shamelessly rather than retreat. If I step back from here, my white and red master will really take care of my body. It would be better to catch it now.

So even now, there is a nagging feeling telling me to be careful. However, how much will the nagging of someone you don’t trust affect you? Deon brushed it off with a shrug of his shoulders and changed the topic.

“If you stand in front of the screen, everyone will know who you are.”

“….”

Instead of answering, a dissatisfied expression came back.

Deon, who quenched his throat with alcohol again as if he didn’t care about the lack of response, continued speaking. His remarks were closer to a mumble to organize his thoughts rather than a conversation.

“When the face appears, people who know the name will appear, and when people who know the name appear, the information will be connected to the top of your page. … No, I think people with some information in the human world already know. “I might send troops to the top the moment your face appears on the screen without any need for investigation.”

“…It is time to withdraw from the human world.”

“That’s right.”

It was time to slowly step away.

Deon poured a new bottle and held it out to Dan. The eyes were pleasantly curved.

“Prepare to withdraw from the human world. “To completely fall in love… 20 minutes before you appear on screen.”

You should not withdraw too quickly or too late.

If we withdraw quickly, some quick-witted leaders will understand the situation and prepare in advance.

Those who have completely shaken off everything related to Deonhardt would not know that there is a connection between ‘Dan’ and ‘Deonhardt’. Den Sangang had already received permission to distribute military supplies in the name of Deon Hardt once, so it would be rather strange not to know.

The Dan Sangang, which has a history of using Deon Hardt’s name, and its owners Dan and Deon Hardt.

Even if they weren’t, they would have been keeping a close eye on them, but the top that was growing in size in the human world and making a lot of money suddenly withdraws? Since there is no reason to give up future gains and retreat, you will probably think of the connection with Deon Hardt.

Being related to Deonhardt also means being related to the demon world. Of course, many assumptions will come to mind, and among them, there will also be a candidate called ‘screen’.

‘Things like last time shouldn’t happen.’

Deon frowned as he remembered the man who had arbitrarily barged in and retorted.

‘If you’re late, the group that was withdrawing will be caught and robbed, so of course it’s not possible and it’s best to withdraw 20-30 minutes early.’

Deon, who was organizing his thoughts, suddenly felt his hands becoming lighter and looked at Dan.

Dan, who took the glass, was smiling with an emotion that was hard to read.

“I’m sure I’ll receive quite a bit of resentment.”

“It’s the fault of those who knew it was dangerous and just ignored it.”

Even though they knew that Den Sangang was related to Deon Hardt, the leaders of each country ignored it.

Before he even turned to the demon world, the top had already grown to a certain extent.

War is rampant. The upper level also plays an important role in supply, so it would not have been easy to take them down. In particular, in a situation where the game of war had completely changed and the enemy had become the Demon Realm, it would have been even better because Dan Danang was the only one who could perseverely carry supplies through the fearsome demons.

‘There is an implicit rule that wars in the human world do not touch the top, but there is no way the demon world will keep that.’

There is a limit to our own supply, so we have no choice but to rely on the Dan Merchants, who are under the protection of Deonhardt, even though it hurts our pride.

Deon put down the empty bottle. Red eyes looked directly at the man in front of him.

“Or are you even afraid now?”

Are you afraid of having your face and name exposed to everyone and being shamed as another traitor to humanity?

Dan makes eye contact as if understanding his intentions. Deon continued without averting his eyes.

“Even so, I understand. “I made the recommendation on my own, so maybe you weren’t ready.”

“….”

I asked sarcastically, but I don’t plan on reprimanding him even if the answer is yes. Because receiving the hostility of countless people all at once is more suffocating than I had prepared for.

How many curses did I hear on the way between the mansion and my brother’s grave in the human world? It might have been more than just a simple curse, but it contained blatant, deep hostility and murderous intent that could not be easily ignored.

A razor-blue curse dripping with bloody tears uttered by those who lost their loved ones at the hands of demons in war.

Yes, it was a curse.

Deon reached for a new bottle, thinking that if he had not had a goal to achieve or if he had taken on the task with half-hearted determination, he might have been defeated by the curse strangling his throat and taken his own life.

“…But you are the one who accepted it. “You can’t give it up now, so it’s better to make proper preparations now.”

The neck of a new liquor bottle is blown cleanly away by the blade of a hand. Dan, who was watching this, grinned.

“Are you afraid?”

“….”

“Is that possible? “This is what the Master also did.”

Even if you are afraid, there is no way you can say it out loud.

Not only does saying it out loud won’t change anything, but there’s no way a master can whine about something he did without saying a word because he’s afraid of his subordinates.

Even the fact that I instigated it played a part in why things came to this point. In such a situation, Dan was not so conscienceless as to complain or try to back out.

“We will prepare without making any mistakes.”

“…okay.”

Deon poured alcohol down his gullet again.

I hear muttering that doesn’t sound like I’m drunk at all. Dan, who was tipping his glass at the small but clear voice, looked at Deon.

“Did I say that my hatred is like a forest fire…”

“…?”

“That’s what the witch doctor said back then.”

[For you, hatred is like a forest fire. It may not be a big deal at first, but at some point it will rapidly grow in size and eventually engulf everything.]

“You were probably there too. “I don’t know if you heard.”

After that remark, he said this to Dan, who was hiding nearby and following him.

[And that child is close to an explosive that will explode at some point.]

[When an explosive explodes, a fire occurs. Conversely, when a fire occurs, an explosive explodes. Because of that, I hoped to avoid encountering that child as much as possible, but…]

Then, as if he remembered, Dan let out an exclamation of ‘Ah’. Deon sat crookedly on the chair in front of the table and twirled the bottle.

A dry voice came out.

“It would have been better if that person had said it a little more explicitly at that time.”

“….”

If that were the case, wouldn’t I have been able to blame Cruel?

I unconsciously asked myself a question. The answer came quickly. no.

If I had told him not to blame my brother, he would have stabbed me in anger and said that there would be some misunderstanding, and if I had told him that there would be some misunderstanding, he would have not believed me and expressed his anger. If I had said I would regret it, I would have ended up bursting out in emotion. The shaman’s words were for the best.

If I hadn’t said it out loud, I would have gotten hurt.

As if it has no intention of protecting its own sanity, the brain does not give good answers even to ‘what if’ assumptions. Deon finally let out a laugh.

“Actually, I know. At that time, I would have been angry no matter what I heard in defense of Cruel. “I would have continued to blame my brother, dismissing it as the nonsense of someone who reveres superstition.”

The hatred that was once simply directed at the family is now growing like wildfire, unable to control its size, and is trying to engulf the world. It’s a situation where I can’t guarantee how far it will go.

If Cruel had been alive, it wouldn’t have ended up like this. Even if he had found out the truth and tried to drive me crazy, he would have either calmed me down or suppressed me and prevented me from going on a rampage.

The possibility that it could not have been prevented was not taken into account. Whether he used coercive or moderate methods, I would have listened to him. Now that I know the truth, I am a complete perpetrator of Cruel and a sinner.

“…Master.”

Dan, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth.

“You seem so kind.”

“…what?”