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262. To kill (6)

“If they could get this much bombs, they wouldn’t be a normal force. And there aren’t that many bombs in the Mountain Kingdom. Even if they were, they would have been used to block the advancing Demon King’s army before using them in places like this.”

In the first place, there was no way the king of the mountain country, who was profiting from the ‘game’, would try to kill me before I could drink all the sweet water.

“Then something came to mind. When you think of ‘bomb’, isn’t it ‘revolutionary army’?”

“…!”

“When I thought about it, the revolutionary army itself helped the country. It seemed like they had quite a bit of intelligence.”

That’s correct.

Each person shook their shoulders or narrowed their eyes and smiled at the people who were widening their eyes. The red eyes glowed eerily with suppressed anger and madness.

“Did you think all you had to do was hide the revolutionary army’s distinctive pattern?”

The oppressive force becomes stronger.

With the tension threatening to explode at any moment, the leader of them spoke softly, clenching his trembling jaw.

“Note…”

“I thought it wasn’t worth worrying about, so I put it on the back burner, but I guess I’ll have to change the order.”

“Kill me!!”

“Okay, that’s a good thing you said. That’s right. First of all…”

Let’s start by killing you guys first.

***

There was a signal on the necklace. It also came very cruelly.

A sign of injury that clearly would have killed him many times over if it weren’t for the hero. Ben, who had been lounging around doing nothing since he arrived, ran out of the barracks without a second thought as soon as he saw this. My graying head couldn’t even think of the question of why the signal was ringing far away and not in the barracks this late at night.

It was a very short period of time, about a few seconds, but the signal cut off briefly and rang repeatedly, as if he had been injured and recovered several times in that time. Ben gritted his teeth as he increased his running speed.

‘What on earth happened to Deon…’

The question that I thought would be resolved once I reached my destination actually grew bigger.

Black, scorched ground and human corpses strewn around. And Deon, who is holding a human man by the neck.

Even though the distance is quite far away, he turns his head towards me as if he senses a presence. The moment Ben encountered the red-hot eyes shining with murderous intent, he had a hunch.

Ah, I found out something I shouldn’t know.

Once I confirmed that Deon was safe and my mind cooled down, I belatedly began to see the situation.

Coming so far away at this late hour means that something was being done in secret. The fact that he didn’t tell me means that ‘Ben’ wasn’t supposed to know…

“…Deon.”

If you use your mouth carelessly, you will die. I swallowed my dry saliva and took the step I had stopped taking.

Highly contracted red eyes stare persistently at the person approaching me. Ben carefully closed the distance, roughly pushing away the body that was hit by his feet without averting his eyes, as if dealing with a wary wild animal.

Eventually, when he got close enough to reach if he stretched out his hand, he stopped walking and opened his mouth. The first thing that came out in the sharp silence was…

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“….”

“First of all, everything I can see is fine…”

“…Ha.”

A laugh was heard as if the tension had been relieved.

Feeling the air surrounding him loosen, Ben gathered his courage and stretched out his hand. The behavior of lifting up the tattered hem of the clothes without even paying attention, as if there was no human being in sight, was met with absurd looks.

“…What are you doing?”

“We are checking to see if there are any hidden injuries.”

“Nothing. It all recovered right away.”

There are definitely no injuries.

Since he wasn’t affected by the devil’s power, it was natural for him to recover quickly. Ben, who was finally at ease, let out a sigh of relief and took off the outer clothes he was wearing.

“It’s getting closer to fall and the nights can be quite chilly. Put on your clothes.”

“….”

It’s unlikely that a warrior will catch a cold… Sensing Ben’s consideration, Deon let go of the human’s neck he was clutching without saying a word and put on his coat.

Before letting go, I felt as if I had put some pressure on my hand and there was a crunching sound of bones breaking, but no one paid any attention.

“…so.”

Deon, putting on his clothes, turns his head. The eyes looking at Ben narrowed.

“What do you want to say?”

“Would you like to go back and take another night walk?”

“….”

It means I won’t ask why you came here or what happened.

It was like that last time, and it looks like they have decided to take this side. Deon, who was staring at him silently, played to his tune and pretended nothing had happened.

“I don’t want to go for another night walk dressed like this. Let’s go back.”

“yes.”

***

Before arriving near the military camp and entering, Deon returned to avoid the eyes of the soldiers, as he did when he parted ways with Ben, and told Dan, who was waiting, the whole story.

I had no choice but to do that because I could see the worry in his eyes as he was shocked to see my face and asked me what on earth had happened.

“It’s a revolutionary army…”

Dan frowned and muttered after hearing the story.

“If you look closely, it seems like there’s nowhere they won’t interfere.”

“That’s right.”

“…master.”

A voice called out to him softly, as if he was talking about someone else’s business.

“Even though something like this has happened, I’m sure you don’t plan on just letting it go.”

“Of course not.”

Deon shrugged.

I knew right away what to do with the revolutionary army. I also had the key to easily solve the problem.

Nevertheless, after putting it off and putting it off, it happened like this. Even though something bothersome happened a few times before, I just ignored it. It was natural to use one’s hands unless one was a protector.

“The revolutionary army is a force united around only one leader, so if you take care of the leader, there will be no need to worry about the rest.”

“I know.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“….”

Silence returned.

Dan, who was staring at him as he opened his mouth and then closed it, added something.

“As it happens, we also have the leader’s weakness.”

“…I know that too. I have to use it. If I use it as a hostage…”

“Master.”

I looked carefully into Deon’s eyes.

The red eyes that met each other for a moment in silence slowly rolled to the side. Dan muttered softly as he persistently followed the fleeing pupil.

“Do you really think that’s enough?”

“….”

The Master must already know a more efficient method than that.

Although he didn’t say it out loud, Deonhardt probably knew. As expected, Deon quietly lowered his eyes.

“…surely.”

“….”

“There might be a better way. It would be better to take some more time and think about it. Rather, I think next will probably be the last game…” I’ve already put it

off enough. Dan quietly swallowed these words as well.

‘As expected, he’s kind…’

Is it just his nature?

Of course, if you think about it a little more, you might come up with a better way. But hasn’t enough time already been given? Still, the fact that it didn’t come to mind means that the method I have in mind right now is the most efficient.

All we have to do is cross the final line that we protect as humans. The method I know is not even included in the options.

‘Well… it doesn’t matter.’

Because I can do it.

Therefore, even though he knew that Deon was diverting his words, Dan did not say anything.

***

When Dan agitated against the human world, he received recognition from the corps commanders.

The skill and courage to do whatever I wanted to do while under the pressure of the corps commanders watching and at the same time achieve good results. Trover, the commander of the 9th Corps, was given the title of honorary demon next to the members of the Lofty Knights.

…I don’t know when the crazy dogs got that title, but that’s not important right now, so let’s move on.

This means that we established a connection with the corps commanders and registered communication seats with each other. therefore.

“There is something I would like to ask for Master Lirinel… Would you please listen? Although it may be a little feeble, I will repay you.”

– huh? For Deon? What?

Dan contacted the commander of the 11th Corps, which manages Demonism.

“It won’t be difficult.”

A human who is more like a demon than a demon lays out a plan on behalf of his weak superior. The demon corps commander, who was far from ethical, nodded his invisible head intently and listened.

– Yeah, it’s really not that difficult! I’ll take care of it soon. It’s for Deon, so there’s no need to repay me.

“In that case, what I have prepared should not be a reward, but a bribe to ask for your continued support.”

I had it for this purpose in the first place, so I don’t think I would have any use for it if I missed it now. At this point, it would be a good idea to gain the favor of the 11th Corps Commander.

Lirinel expressed doubt as if she sensed the will to give it somehow.

– What is it?

“It’s a portrait of the Master.”

– …what?!

“For your information, it’s exactly the same as the real thing. Even the Master said it was like looking in a mirror.”

Although I expressed my displeasure while saying that.

A trembling voice was heard over the communicator.

– It’s the same… a portrait? Is there a portrait that can capture Deon’s appearance?

“It was drawn by the Demon King.”

– Just like that…!

The Demon King’s drawing skills are known to all demons who have lived for a long time.

In the first place, the Demon King achieved the highest score in all fields. Painting was no exception.

A portrait of Deon drawn by the Demon King himself! Lirinel suppressed her trembling emotions and asked carefully.

– Are you giving me that precious thing?

“yes.”

– really?

“It’s your bribe. I’ll tell you where I keep it.”

Bribery is such a sweet thing…!

I heard that people often destroy themselves by accepting excessive bribes, and now I understand why that is.

“You’re such a good kid!”

Lirinel cried out in emotion. My mind was already calculating where to hang Deon’s portrait.

“If you need any help in the future, please feel free to let me know! I will help as much as I can!”

***

Failed to kill Deonhardt.

What happened to the hero’s body that even a bomb of that size couldn’t kill him?

It is said that all the people who sent it are also dead. It wasn’t even clear whether he died after being discovered or whether he died without being discovered, so Paul touched his forehead.

‘…Anyway, the matter has already happened so let’s move on…’

There is nothing to resolve either way. The revolutionary army has already been interfering with the devil’s army, so what can they do if they find out about this incident?

‘What’s more important is this.’

Confirming the new revolutionary army that will arrive this time.

This is the schedule that goes out every time a new revolutionary army comes in. As the leader of a revolutionary army, it’s impossible not to even know the faces of its members. Originally, I would go and see it secretly, but at some point, with an escort attached, it actually became an official part of my schedule.

‘I’m overprotective, even though I know it’s rare for spies to come out from there.’

The place he is going now is an external location to filter out spies. Because of that, people around him tried to stop him, saying it was dangerous, but they had to provide an escort.

In fact, when recruiting at that location, they had already done a thorough background check and filtered them out, so there were very few people caught there. It’s just a formality. Therefore, Paul walked calmly as usual.

His steps stopped when the reserve members came into view.

‘The age groups are diverse this time….’

There is no age group, from children to the elderly. Paul leaned against a nearby tree and glanced around at the people he could see.

My mouth feels bitter looking at these younger people. I don’t even know if it’s because the world is going so crazy that children have to be exposed to danger, or because it reminds me of Shiia…

‘I heard they haven’t found Shiia yet.’

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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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