233 – The meaning of the flowerpot (3)
Chapter 233 – The meaning of the flowerpot (3)
“Uh, how.. Geuk..”
He looks pretty flustered. He wriggled his body trying to breathe somehow under the pressure that seemed to crush his whole body. The armor is decent, and seeing as he has learned Korean and is fluent, he is not an ordinary orc.
“Tell me about the warrior. Why did the story of the hero come out all of a sudden?”
I asked him about the hero. The information about the hero I knew so far is that the hero is an earthling, that he has an appearance close to an Asian, and that he is a woman.
That was all. Almost everyone on every continent knows this person, but surprisingly, it is not known what exactly the hero was, and I also had to know why this orc child was looking for a hero in me.
“Yes, yes, this world is the home of the hero.”
Perhaps he didn’t want to die, he unexpectedly told me the reason.
“It was even more shocking that people here didn’t know about us. If the hero had returned to his hometown, there was no way he wouldn’t know. The ones that never showed up until now in the first place.”
“You said you came in knowing that? Could it be that your goal is to be a hero?”
“Heh, hehehehe.”
The obsession of these guys who already know about the hero. Through it, I felt that the purpose of the orcs to come out of the gate and kidnap people was the hero.
The guy smiled sinisterly as if he meant what he said.
“Quaaagh!”
“Tell me right.”
As I squeezed the creature with more force to hear a more definitive answer, the creature let out a terrible scream and twisted its body.
“Yes, yes. A hero’s lineage or an existence equivalent to it. When we happen to know the way to this world. Our corps commander ordered it.”
“…The bullsh*t.”
“Hmm, that’s true. I already know that there are special clans among you.”
Even in the midst of suffering, he showed his teeth and forcibly smiled to see if he believed in anything. He seemed to know who he was talking about, a special clan. They are Hunters.
Awakeners who have just been born. They are linking hunters with warriors. I hadn’t heard that the hero was from a hunter, but the time when the hero went to the other world itself fit the time when the hunters were born.
“What are you going to do with them?”
“Looking at it, the people of this world are also splitting among themselves and doing nonsense. To the point where he would join hands with a monster to kill his own people. But i understand you Because we recently became like that.”
“Are there people on Earth who are allied with you?”
A laid-back attitude as if it was already too late, as if he knew everything. The guy wasn’t wrong. It’s all the same anyway. There are plenty of people who will make contracts with the devil for their own gain, either in the other world or this world.
“So the reason you came here with your men is to catch the hunters?”
“Wait a minute!”
I let out a big sigh and shook my head. Perhaps sensing something, the orc opened his eyes wide and shouted. He tried to save his life somehow, and tried to roll his head while telling me some information, but failed, so the only thing left to do is to try desperately.
“Keah..”
But I didn’t give it a chance, I increased my strength and literally exploded him. What fell to the floor was the crumpled armor, and the blood and intestines that flowed down into porridge.
[The Orc Corps Commander Ludgar was a savage and tyrannical fellow who knew how to escape properly]
“I don’t know right now. For now, we have no choice but to save the remaining people first.”
The wind spirit nestled inside the necklace hung around her neck spoke to her for the first time in a while, but now her head hurt. Anyway, I heard everything I heard, so now that the rescue team has been subdued, the first thing to do is to save the remaining people before it’s too late.
“—!?”
In fact, going further inside, I saw a number of orcs clamoring to break through the blocked passage. They are survivors who intentionally blow up stone pillars that existed in the dungeon to block the passage and use it as a shield to resist.
It seems that not everyone is safe, but fortunately those who survived have not been taken away yet.
“Huh!?”
“Gu, it’s the rescue team!”
They were in despair when they saw the orcs trying to break through the blocked passage somehow in the yard with all their equipment broken and their power running out.
The same goes for orcs. Perhaps the unknown orc who died in my hand was not the supreme commander, but a large, purple-skinned orc raised the ax in his hand toward me with flashing red eyes. Maybe he was special because he just learned Korean, but these guys just make incomprehensible sounds all the time.
“Ho, are you alone? Who is it?”
“Noisy. We lived.”
When the captain orc attacks. I could see a little bit of the look of those who were watching such a look. Including Baek Seung-chan, there are some of Kim Dong-chun’s favorite students whom I saved in the past.
Among them, I met Baek Seung-chan’s eyes. He was looking at me and smiling.
[The evil demons’ ambitions, no matter where the world is, I can’t stand it either]
And the wind spirit also stepped in. Before I could say anything, the wind spirit amplified the power by mixing strong gale with the telekinesis I had created.
“–, —!”
Even I didn’t expect this kind of power to come out. The same goes for the opponents orcs.
Confidently raising his mana, the orc stumbled and was blown away by the strong impact, crashing into the opposite wall.
[Put the wind into the blade. From my point of view, your power is a pure power that can be mixed and amplified with any power]
As the wind spirit said, I pulled out the magic sword the dwarves gave me. It was the size of a slightly larger dagger, but the entwined blue power spewed out in the form of flame-like wind, and it became countless blades.
‘If only I had this power in my prime.’
Scenes from the past flashed through my head as I watched the orcs being horribly pulverized. The power I have now is the power that transcends the heyday, created by the relationships of the world in the flowerpot.
If I had this power back then, I wouldn’t have lost anything.
[You can do it this time. If you keep it this time]
As if it had read my mind, the wind spirit whispered to me inside the dungeon, which became quiet in an instant.
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“Nonsense. There were at least thirty of them.”
“Ambulance! Come this way!”
Death, perhaps even more, brought out the exhausted survivors, and the scene was already noisy when they came out of the dungeon.
The situation is over. The orc’s sacrificial offering to open the gate was also killed by me, so the gate was closed as it was. It’s a gateway I can’t even enter anyway, and even if I could, I had no intention of entering.
My work ends here. I just turned around.
“Wait a minute!”
But there was a hindrance. While everyone else was surprised and took care of the survivors, the person who ran to me was Team Leader Joo Yoon-ah, whom I had seen just before. Her eyes trembled in disbelief.
“You really killed all those monsters by yourself? But you…”
“She was confident and just lucky.”
I drew a line in her voice that seemed to be excited somewhere. She didn’t have any personal grudges against her, but she didn’t want to get too involved with someone who belonged to a state institution.
In the first place, I don’t like them very much.
“I will contact you. It’s not my will, I’m sure the higher up will try to contact you.”
She took a step back as if she had read that thought. I didn’t reply. After all, she was also in a position to listen to her superiors’ orders.
“I will try my best. You go home quietly now.”
Kim Dongchun hurriedly intervened, intercepted the others who were sneaking up, smelling of the media, and let me go.
It’s so quiet when I get into the parked car.
[In times of crisis, people want a hero]
“Not very good. The warrior must have gone home as well.”
When the wind spirit helped me with a word, I laughed at it and started the engine and started the car.
It’s two o’clock in the morning. A lot happened in just a few hours.
“What about going to work tomorrow? It’s late.”
“My body is not affected by not sleeping for a day or two.”
And when I arrived home across the road in the quiet villa village.
There, the landlord, Jang Man-soo, stood there as if he had been waiting for me to come.
As soon as I parked the car, I felt that the time had come. Was it a coincidence that he entrusted me with a bonsai pot?
“The bonsai pot you gave me before is actually not dead. They are alive and growing.”
“I know… I know. I must have grown up It is a special tree.”
“Do you know about the project related to that pot?”
We talked naturally. As if we were trying to tell each other this story from the beginning. I was curious about his identity, but I don’t think it will take too long to hear.