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246. Because emotions have always killed someone (1),

footsteps filled with subtle irritation and anger wander aimlessly around the castle. Trover walked around the castle with his brows furrowed, as if the aftermath of his huge fight with Orel had not yet subsided.

If things continue like this, there’s a high chance that I’ll vent my anger in the wrong place. The commander of the 9th Corps is simply ignorant, but he is not stupid at all. Since he was not a corps commander for nothing, he was more self-objective than expected and decided that it would be better to continue taking an indefinite walk until he felt better.

So, after some time, I walked aimlessly, showing my discomfort by occasionally kicking the ground, when a familiar demon caught my eye and I stopped walking without realizing it.

‘…Dernivan?’

I’ve thought something was strange since I met O.L. a little while ago, but now I understand why.

If it were normal, there would have been someone to stop the fight before that guy stepped forward. Why is this guy who never leaves her side in such a remote place?

That alone was suspicious, but even his instincts told him that this was not normal, so Trover quickly hid himself before Dernivan’s gaze reached him and frowned.

‘This isn’t any kind of battlefield, and I’m uncharacteristically on guard… Is there something he’s hiding?’

Dernivan’s expression and gait itself were not different from usual, but I was confident as I had sparred with him often. The ears are erect and the eyes are sharp and gently rolling. That thing is clearly wary of its surroundings.

As if sensing attention, Dernivan turns his head. Trover, startled, hid his presence more carefully.

“….”

“….”

There was a suffocating tension.

Fierce eyes scan the place where Trover is hiding.

I’m afraid someone might be a demon from wolf origin, but I feel like an animal. Trover swallowed quietly as the situation became more tense than when he was on the battlefield.

And I don’t know how much time has passed. In reality, it may not have been long, but it felt like an eon, and Dernivan finally looked away and muttered lowly.

“…is it an illusion?”

“….”

He may have already finished his errand and left without any hesitation.

Trover, perhaps caught by those animal-like senses again, didn’t move his body until a long time after confirming that Dernivan had disappeared.

‘Is it here?’

He tilted his head as he stood in front of the abandoned warehouse that was believed to be where Dernivan came from.

“Why are you in this warehouse…?”

Did OL move the miscellaneous warehouse here?

…I’m not sure, but I heard that the changed warehouse location is near the 5th Corps’ exclusive training ground. They even sent several men from the 5th Corps to serve as sentries. So it wouldn’t be a miscellaneous warehouse.

‘Or… is it a warehouse that Dernivan personally prepared?’

…Fuha.

There was immediate laughter.

“That doesn’t make sense.”

That’s what I thought, but it’s not even remotely credible.

That dry guy has something so precious that he has to hide it by secretly setting up a warehouse? It would make more sense to have two moons.

He is almost like a corpse who only listens to orders from his superiors. A more plausible hypothesis would be that there was a secret order from Orel.

Anyway… I lightly shook my shoulders.

“You’ll know everything once you get into it.”

Perhaps because it was an abandoned warehouse, the lock seemed to be broken.

I grabbed the handle and turned it. The door opened and I was greeted by an interior scene that was completely different from what it looked like on the outside.

The interior was decorated in a soft and fluffy manner that did not match the warehouse, or even the ‘demon’ beyond the warehouse and the Demon King’s Castle. That alone was shocking, but Trover was dazed for a moment when he saw a creature in the middle of it playing with a doll and tilting its head at me.

“…her?”

***

“Daeon, are you sure it’s okay for you to go alone…?”

Ed asked cautiously, looking very anxious even as he brought the demonic horse and handed it the reins.

“As expected, I need to bring at least one demon to help me…”

“You said you’ll be back soon? That’s fine. I’m enough on my own.”

Let them follow you and what should they tell you?

As for the demons I’ve seen so far, whoever follows them will most likely follow them as if they’ve given up their personal time. Even though he is restless, he will interfere with a lot of things. In particular, if you do something that goes against the ban issued by the Demon King, he will go to great lengths to stop you.

As Deon, who headed to the first city to break the ban in the first place, it was easier to go alone.

I snatched the reins from Ed’s hesitant hands.

“Then I’ll be back.”

“…Please be careful.”

A reluctant greeting was returned.

Deon, who rode the black horse without hesitation with the movements he was now accustomed to, glanced at Ed, then turned his head forward and kicked the horse’s stomach.

A horse left the Demon King’s Castle.

***

Although it has decreased compared to before, there are still many monsters and less prey.

Rather than eating to survive, they are people whose only pleasure and goal in life is gluttony, and who were born ‘scarce’ and whose instinct to crave what they do not have manifests itself as ‘starvation’.

Therefore, even though the demons had experienced through Ed and several other demons how strong a being that moves alone is, they seemed to have forgotten everything and targeted Deon.

“There are a lot of people coming to eat me.”

Deon smiled leisurely.

“If it hadn’t been blocked, I would have just ignored it and passed by.”

At this point, if you threaten them once, those things that are faithful to their instincts will retreat. It will be enough to make fear overcome hunger, as it once did.

However, if there is anything different from then, it is the fighting method.

I stopped for a moment and got off my horse. The horse hesitated and tried to run away, but instead of letting go, he pulled on the reins and made eye contact.

“Stay here.”

“….”

The bright red eyes were filled with murder.

If you run away, you die. The horse, which instinctively felt threatened, froze as if it were nailed to the spot.

Deon stroked the back of his neck in satisfaction, walked away a few steps, and bounced in place.

“…also.”

The body is light.

The monsters come back like waves this time, but unlike before, there is no sense of danger. I looked down at my feet, then looked up and grinned.

No matter how much I think about it…

“I don’t think I’m going to die.”

Come to think of it, wasn’t there a last proper fight between former Emperor Edoard Desert and General Nemeseus? It seems that the battle in the former capital of the empire was his first and last proper battle as a warrior.

So, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take this opportunity to warm up your body and see how far you can move.

“Keeeeee!”

The crying sound got closer.

The first thing that arrived in front of me was a monster that was similar to a humanoid demon. Although it was a bit too big to be a humanoid.

The guy stretches out his hand as if trying to snatch Deon. Unlike in the past when he would have immediately dodged his body, Deon quietly looked up at him as if observing him instead of avoiding him. I made eye contact with the monster.

The moment when the confidence and joy of catching a catch and the sneer at the foolish prey that did not move clearly appeared in the guy’s eyes.

“Kieeh?!”

Deon’s new model has disappeared. The confused monster tried to turn its head to find the evaporated prey… but

its head did not move.

When I realized that fact, my upper body was leaning back.

Deon, who was hanging on the guy’s back while pressing his chin and the top of his head, grinned and twisted the head he was still holding. With a crunching sound, the guy’s head was bent 90 degrees.

It was literally a moment until he stepped on the opponent’s thigh, jumped, placed his shoulder in the air, turned his body, moved behind the guy’s back, grabbed his head, and hung on to him.

“…It’s the worst.”

This is what it means to be a hero. A soft exclamation came out.

“My body seems to have become more flexible.”

Elasticity has also improved.

Finally, Deon, who almost fell from his back, leaned over and landed on the floor as if tumbling, then pushed off the ground and walked away. Another monster’s foot struck where he was.

I threw the dagger I carried on my belt and pierced the guy between the eyes, then stopped for a moment and clenched and unclenched my fist.

‘I never dreamed of pushing off the ground with my arms enough to get out of the spot before.’

If it had been before I became a warrior, my arms would have been strained. Whether it’s a crack, a dislocation, or a break, you’ve probably suffered an injury that interferes with your next movement. It feels very refreshing to be able to fight freely like this after fighting a battle like a tightrope walk on a cliff of a thousand miles, struggling just to survive.

I raised my head. The corner of his mouth, which he thought had gone down, had gone up again before he knew it, but he didn’t care and fiddled with the dagger at his waist before quickly taking his hand away.

“I’d like to take it easy, but unfortunately, my vacation is only for one day.”

The exposed eyes were shining blood-red, filled with madness and joy.

“But I’ll fight you with my bare hands, so come on, girls. Let’s finish this as quickly as possible.”

***

‘I understand you don’t have any plans to visit today.’

What does that knocking sound mean?

Someone knocks on the gate outside. Feeling a familiar sense of déjà vu, the gatekeeper in charge of the first city’s gates sweated coldly and picked up the communication box.

“Someone is knocking outside right now…”

– ….

“Hey.”

– Uh…

this conversation is also familiar.

As they even said that the follow-up troops were not needed, my anxiety slowly rose. I’m sure the person on the other side isn’t the same.

In any case, I guess the permission was granted. I quickly moved the device to stop the knocking sound that was getting stronger.

Just like last time, the gate opened slightly and someone came in. Fortunately, the other person did not have light yellow hair and blue eyes, but red hair, red eyes, and mottled red skin.

‘…?’

for a moment. It smells bloody.

It also blooms very thickly….

‘Could it be that it’s all blooming…?’

How much is the original color and how much is blood? The gatekeeper narrowed his eyes to find the boundary between the two, but soon discovered another discomfort and flinched.

There is no ‘magical power…’

Even if I rub my eyes and look again, I can’t find it.

Breaking through a swarm of monsters and coming all the way here would mean that he possesses enough force, but unlike the last lieutenant, I don’t feel even a speck of magical power. If you are a demon, even the magic power that makes up your body should be felt regardless of whether magic power is consumed or not.

That means…

‘human…?’

The gatekeeper blinked blankly at the reality that did not make sense to him.

…Now that I think about it, the Commander of the 0 Corps that I visited before was also human. His status has further increased by killing the former emperor of the empire and putting the human world in a corner, so his external characteristics are also widely known and known to some extent.

It was said that he had white hair and red eyes, so the person in front of him was…

“….”

His gaze met bright red eyes.

“Red eyes…”

“?”

…Oh no way.

No matter how much blood you have to endure, there’s no way your hair could be dyed that much…

“…Are you…the commander of the 0 Corps…?”

“That’s right.”

“Ah…”

“…?”

Deon tilts his head as if it’s strange that he is still blank after asking. Only then did the gatekeeper, who had caught my spirit from leaving the house, calmly open his mouth.

“…Excuse me. It’s an unexpected visit, so preparations aren’t complete. Could you please wait for a moment? I’ll handle it as quickly as possible.”

“There’s no need for that…”

He quickly turned around and quietly picked up the communication box.

“Hey, this is an emergency, so quickly tell the manager that the 0 Corps Commander has arrived.”

– …What?

“0 Corps Commander. “I feel like I’m going to die just because you’re here, so please tell me quickly…!”

A hand was placed on my shoulder. The gatekeeper, who instinctively noticed the owner of the hand, stopped breathing for a moment. He forced his

creaking head to turn. The scent of blood was wafting in the air and the blood was flowing. I see a wet hand.

I was frozen and just looking at him, and as if he noticed this, my hand dropped. A red handprint was left on my shoulder, but now wasn’t the time to worry about it. “What’s going on…” “I don’t know

that

. Close it?”

“Ah…!”

I was so shocked that I left the castle door open.

I quickly operated the device and closed the door. I thought I could see some red pieces of meat rolling around outside through the gap in the door, but I pretended not to notice. It must be an illusion. Please.

“And….”

“Yes! Say it!”

“…There’s no need to be so nervous.”

“No!”

Deonhard was silent for a moment.

“…Tell him not to worry about it since he’ll be gone for a while anyway. “It’s a personal vacation, not a mission.”

“Yes? But…”

“If you keep bothering me just because I want to serve you, I might feel bad…” ”

I’ll tell you right away! Have fun and go!”

“Okay, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

“Yep! I will take special care of it!”

Deon Hardt responded with a rough wave of his hand and went inside. The gatekeeper, who had been standing stiffly until he disappeared from sight, stumbled as if his legs had lost strength at some point and leaned his back against the wall.

“I thought I was going to die…”

It’s stuck to my neck, right…? I raised my trembling hand and rubbed my neck. Fortunately, I felt a clean feeling on my fingertips, as if it was glued well without any scratches. .

After checking that my neck was safe, a feeling of resentment arose.

‘Isn’t vacation usually meant to go to the fourth city?’

I don’t know why people who seem to be far from entertainment, including the deputy from last time, come here.

I’m too scared to work at the door. The doorkeeper kept touching his neck for a while, thinking that he would have to write a resignation letter after work.

***

Deon couldn’t walk around soaked in blood, so he bought some decent clothes at a nearby clothing store, went into an inn he could see and rented a bathroom. Since he was walking around leaving blood stains everywhere, he was prepared for a little friction, but let alone friction, the clothing store owner was also the inn owner

. Deon, who was a little confused because I was shaking and offering the best service, recognized me and moved on with a roughly understanding understanding. It had been a while since I had been

soaked in blood like this, so I felt awkward but with new emotions. After washing it off, he went outside again, took a few steps, then stopped and looked up. I turned.

Red eyes skimmed over a specific location.

‘I can feel the gaze, but it’s not hostile…’

Rather, it seems cautious…

Hmm, an unpleasant voice came out low.

‘I think I know who it is.’

There’s a warning, so they can’t come closer, so they’re probably trying to check from afar to see if they need anything. I know what I’m thinking, but it doesn’t feel good because I feel like I’m being watched. He gestured for me to aim at the exact location. He hesitated, as if it was in conflict with the order given from above

. They disappeared one by one, and finally only one person remained. Deon turned his eyes to the owner of the last remaining gaze.

The figure, who was fidgeting as if embarrassed, tried to retreat before he could even gesture when Deon Hardt’s gaze fell on me.

‘I left one on purpose, so it wouldn’t be difficult if he disappeared. .’

I quickly narrowed the distance and grabbed him.

As if he didn’t expect me to catch him, the startled demon looked at me and asked carefully.

“Do you need anything…?”

“I’m looking for the gambling house I went to last time.”

“Ah… .! I’m sorry, but could you tell me the characteristics of that gambling place? There were not just one or two gambling halls…” The

characteristic…

“I could see the moon and the road outside the window.”

“….”

“Ah, there were a lot of demons as well. “I saw it.”

“Uh…”

The demon swallowed dry saliva.

“It’s difficult to infer from that alone.”

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I’m Not That Kind of Talent

I’m Not That Kind of Talent

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
A talented individual who is respected by many and welcomed everywhere… Not at all! A bloodthirsty battle fanatic who knows no defeat! However, he is usually kind and gentle, as well as a great boss and a subordinate who does not make a fuss! That’s what people think of me, but in reality, I’m a sickly person who struggles to get by in everyday life, let alone in battles. Due to excessive stress, I vomit blood. If I’m shocked, I vomit blood. Even if I’m slightly startled, I vomit blood. For no reason at all, I vomit blood… No, it’s about time everyone realized that I’m weak, but for some reason, they continue to have a strange misunderstanding about me. So… I used to be strong—no, I still am, but for some reason my body was damaged and I can no longer use 100% of my skills? Is it because my body will be unable to withstand it? And the reason for it is… a spell? A curse? This is ridiculous!

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