I’m Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 335

335. Before today passes (7)

To conclude.

It was easy to kill Develania. Before I knew it, Dernivan, the 5th corps commander who had killed the 4th corps commander, supported me with a bow from a distance.

In fact, it is ambiguous to say that he was killed. When Dernivan’s arrow flew, D’velania, who realized that the only surviving legion commander other than himself was the Deonhard side camp, stood tall, burst out laughing, and wrapped a thread around his own neck.

“In the beginning, our forces had no expectations because there were many legions with empty positions for commanders… But there were forces on the Demon Lord’s side, and I never expected that only the commanders on Deonhardt’s side would survive.”

“…We’re not perfect either.”

A quick look around shows that there isn’t a single person in good condition, and Ririnel is completely dead.

“I guess so.”

It is better to die here than to live and see this terrible situation.

Instead of adding anything to Trover’s muttering, Develania smiled and pulled the thread. The head fell off and the life of a corps commander was cut short.

Silence fell.

When the situation seems to have settled down to some extent, 1st Corps Commander Jaykar leans against a rock. 9th Corps Commander Trover, who was scratching his head as if the quiet atmosphere was awkward, opened his mouth.

“Well… is it really over now?”

“…well.”

Jaykar raised his downcast eyes.

The indifferent and calm gaze rolled over and landed over Trover’s shoulder.

“At least it doesn’t seem like you.”

“…!”

Trover, who sensed something ominous before even understanding the meaning of the words, quickly turned around. At the same time, sharp nails tore through my shoulder.

…If I hadn’t twisted my body, my neck would most likely have been torn off. I felt a chill run down my spine and glared at my attacker. A wolf came into view, its eyes shining with life.

“…Dernivan.”

Now that we know that the attacker is Dernivan, there is nothing more to understand. Trover had no choice but to grit his teeth due to his persistent resentment.

“You bastard!”

It was obvious there was no need to ask why this was happening.

Oh my! What a big deal it was to kill that lowly corps commander!

“Isn’t it easy to forget about this?!”

“If it were possible, I would have forgotten about it a long time ago. “If that were the case, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place.”

Dernivan calmly checked my condition.

My physical condition is the worst and I have long since run out of arrows. Even so, the shoulder that had been pierced by the 12th Corps Commander’s spear was an obstacle to pulling the arrows, and he had already been picking up fallen arrows for a long time and recycling them.

I thought as I glanced around the surroundings, where there were no useful arrows in sight anymore.

‘It’s no problem.’

Just ignore the pain and make the arrows with magic power. Magic arrows are a ridiculous waste, but I am a demon who can’t bear to look at just one.

I plan to focus everything on the present without thinking about the future, so as long as my body has enough strength, I can fight at close range or long distance.

Dernivan said while fiddling with the bow that had been Orel’s and now was his.

“It was going to happen anyway. “You knew that it was just a postponement.”

“It doesn’t have to be now!”

“I felt like there would be no chance if it wasn’t now.”

Should I call it the sense of an animal? Dernivan vaguely thought that he should not miss this opportunity.

At the moment, there is no one left to interfere, and it is not surprising who gets killed by whom.

‘If you say ‘disturbance’, the remaining 1st Corps commander will be caught, but…’

He glanced back at Jaykar, who was sitting in his seat. When our eyes meet, he blinks slowly a few times and then closes his eyes completely as if he doesn’t want to get involved.

Dernivan turned his gaze to Trover again.

“Now is the time to settle old grudges.”

“Ha, okay. “Whether you die or I die, let’s give it a try.”

Trover, who was convinced that he had no choice but to fight from the moment Jaykar closed his eyes, finally took his stance with a sigh.

….

The battle to kill each other went quite ugly.

It was basic to throw dirt in the eyes and hit the injured area, and when in a hurry, he even threw away his dignity as a corps commander and boldly rolled on the floor.

Dernivan paid no heed to the fact that blood was flowing from various parts of his body, including his shoulder where he had been pierced, and only focused on ensuring that his trembling arm could stably pull the string, while Trover was injured even though his body was cracked. Even though a bigger crack was forming around this area, he swung his fist with all his might without any sign of caution.

I couldn’t help it. Because if you lose, you die.

If this bastard dies and that bastard dies, I have no choice but to fight with the thought that I will kill that bastard and die.

As if the battle, which felt cruel just by looking at it, had become tense, Dernivan grabbed the bow and string and tried to pull it, but as soon as he stopped, it tilted to one side.

Trover sensed something was wrong and immediately narrowed the distance and grinned.

“Why can’t my arms move anymore?”

“….”

I have to lift the bow and pull the string, but my arm just trembles and won’t go up any further. The bow, which was so light, felt like a rock, and the bowstring, which could be easily pulled with just a little bit of force, was as hard as if it were made of steel.

But there was no time to worry about this.

…First, you need to close the distance and deal with the approaching enemy. Dernivan hurriedly transformed his hand again and swung it towards him.

“—Tsk!”

Trover easily knocked it out and grabbed the opponent’s neck.

He looked at the small but deep wounds carved all over Dernivan’s body and made a mocking remark.

“Now that I think about it, you dealt with Idelia, right? “It would have been better to memorize it.”

“…!”

Dernivan’s eyes wavered slightly as he belatedly realized the cause.

“It looks like he got hit not once or twice, but quite a few times. Didn’t you know that his memorization was poisonous?”

There was no answer, but the expression on his face spoke volumes. I knew, but I forgot.

I guess I forgot because I was concentrating on the battle and ignoring my physical condition. Well, it’s a benefit to have won this game thanks to you.

“It was a little annoying, but it was fun.”

“….”

“But what should we do with this?”

Trover raised one corner of his mouth.

“I don’t want to kill you gracefully.”

Honestly, that’s right. I wonder if I made such a big mistake that they gritted their teeth and attacked me like that.

This person’s body was greatly damaged due to the battle with Oel, and the new 5th Corps Commander is looking for an opportunity to take his life with a fire in his eyes, so it’s natural to get nervous.

So this level of anger and revenge is natural.

“There’s no need to be so nervous. It’s been a while and I don’t have the strength to torture him because I don’t have enough stamina. “If you just listen to what I say, I’ll send it to you cleanly.”

“….”

“You have a cocky look in your eyes, but don’t forget that your treatment is in my hands.”

As I gently put pressure on my hand, the whistling sound became louder and a short coughing sound came out.

Trover didn’t care and just rolled his head because he didn’t apply enough force to the point of death. What kind of order is there that can insult and humiliate this guy?

I didn’t even think about the possibility that he wouldn’t accept it. Of course I will rebel. Just hearing an order would be humiliating, so it doesn’t matter whether you accept it or not.

Then suddenly, Dernivan’s dry expression caught my eye.

“Oh yeah. Since you’re going to die anyway, how about giving something fresh and fun one last time? For example…”

To put it mildly, it is a demon that is emotionless and has no facial expressions, to the point where there are rumors that it may actually have no emotions.

Even when Orel died, his expression was calm.

Trover grinned as he held Dernivan’s neck, remembering that his expression had never changed.

“Try to laugh.”

“….”

“Or try crying.”

You may frown at this unpleasant command.

Anything is fine, all you have to do is change that boring expression.

“….”

If it was natural, then was it natural? Trover’s expectations were put to nothing, and he received a uniformly boring response. Dernivan silently looked up and made eye contact with Trover.

A complete non-response to the humiliating remarks, with no anger, shame, or even a desire for survival. Although he knew that Trover could easily break his neck if he wanted to, he remained expressionless.

Trover closed his mouth for a moment, as if examining the reaction to that dry gaze, and then raised the corner of his mouth.

“Well… okay. “I knew you would react that way.”

“…cough.”

“Still, it’s a waste to just kill him…”

Jaykar’s gaze reaches him as if asking how long he’s going to keep messing around.

Trover, who didn’t want to die before he could kill Dernivan because he knew that his body, which had been ruined while fighting with Dernivan, would end with a single slash of his sword, immediately changed the direction of his horse.

“Then, do you have any last thoughts on your life?”

“….”

“Honestly, isn’t this okay? I think I’ve conceded enough. “I plan to keep doing this until I get something.”

As if playing, he tightened and unclenched his grip on the neck and laughed.

Apart from that, his eyes are resolute as if he has no intention of backing down any further. Dernivan, who was looking at this with a dry gaze, slowly tilted his head to one side. The tightly closed lips opened and a dry voice came out.

“bruise.”

“….”

Trover’s expression became blank for a moment.

“Are you…”

Did you bark? That Dernivan? Like a dog?

When asked how I felt about life, the answer I received was the sound of a dog barking. I thought of so many answers and reactions, but I never thought I would come up with an answer that goes beyond all of these.

He looked at Dernivan with his eyes wide open, as if he had forgotten what to say, and slowly raised his free hand to cover his face.

“Foot.”

The corner of his mouth that had not been hidden under his palm went up as if it were torn.

“Fuhahaha! Ahahahaha!!”

Who knew that this dull guy could be such a fun guy. It’s a shame that I have to die here.

“Puhhhhh… Oh really….” I

laughed like crazy and it seems like my hands got stronger without me realizing it. Trover smiled brightly as he made eye contact with Dernivan, whose eyes were bloodshot and strangled.

And says:

Instead of relaxing the hand on my neck, I tightened it more and more, as if I was going crazy with fun.

“You are the best, Dernivan.”

Crack.

….

My body no longer moves, as if I have exhausted all my strength. I might be able to move again if I rest a bit… but there’s no way that guy will just leave me alone until then.

Trover rolled his eyes to the side as he looked at Dernivan’s helpless body in front of him. I saw someone’s shadow slowly getting closer.

“Is it my turn to die now?”

Stand tall. The shadow stopped walking.

“okay.”

“….”

I didn’t feel betrayed again. It was revealed that Deonhardt wanted them dead, and I found out about those who knew this but remained silent, and I thought that the fight would not end even after this battle. It was not difficult to predict that even if only the ‘ally’ remained, they would try to kill each other to achieve a perfect ending.

Without bothering to turn around, I spoke to the shadow behind me.

“It’s a bit disappointing. “If I had just moved my body, I would have at least rebelled.”

Still, I feel relieved that I killed the annoying guy who was trying to take my life, so I guess I should be satisfied with this.

“Anyway… what are you going to do after you kill me?”

“…In the demon world, disability is fatal.”

One eye and one arm.

Among the corps commanders, Jaykar suffered irreversible injuries while dealing with the particularly strong 7th corps commander and the particularly difficult 2nd corps commander. Even when compared to other corps commanders who have already died, the one who is still alive is in more tatters, so the seriousness of it is obvious without needing to elaborate.

“aha.”

Trover chuckled lowly.

“Are you going to kill yourself?”