Chapter 39 – Holy Lady, I’m dying!!!!!!
Chapter 39
“You can go in here, sir.”
“Yes.”
The member of the organization who had been hit by me bowed his head and stepped back. I acted naturally, but the place where the man took me was just in front of the wall.
…What are you saying here?
I looked around, but there was no visible entrance. That doesn’t mean you have to cross the fence.
“……No way.”
I thought of traps and key devices that are common when labyrinths appear in fantasy works. I pushed the wall lightly with my hand, and the wall spun like a revolving door.
Wow…This was the door. It looked so thin that I thought it was a real wall.
“…Who?”
A skinny man sitting in front of the door asked me.
“I came to make a deal. Where are the things?”
“…Where do those who come every day go?”
“He has business, so I came instead. I’ve definitely got the pay, so he doesn’t have to worry.”
I jingled the money bag to the man, and he nodded. It is fortunate that he received money from the saintess.
“Go inside. If you tell the captain, he will give you the goods.”
“Yes, I got it.”
…It’s hard to act. This hard way of speaking doesn’t suit me very much.
If you look closely, you can see the same pattern on the back of this man’s hand. What a symbol I’ll keep that in mind and look into it later.
As the man said, we went inside, and there were several men with the same pattern on the back of their hands. Among them, a man with a particularly large body found me and got up.
“Has the errand boy changed?”
“The person who used to come had a job, so he changed for a while. I’ll be back for a while, so remember that.”
“…I see. It doesn’t matter who the errand boy is, as long as he brought the right money.”
“Let me look at things first.”
“This errand boy must be careful.”
The tall man beckoned someone nearby to bring something. Then a nearby man rummaged through the sacks of barley, took out a red, hard stone, and laid it on the table.
…It’s definitely a metamorphic stone.
“Then pay the price…”
“Wait.”
“What else is wrong?”
No problem. Because it’s certain that it’s a change stone. What I wanted to know was something else.
Perhaps the people here are constantly trading metamorphic stones with someone in particular. It’s clear from the fact that he keeps saying that the errand boy has changed since a while ago.
Then why hasn’t the tail been caught until now? Even in the distribution information given by the temple, there was no information that the barley distributed this far was only sold to a specific person.
That means… You’re manipulating the ledger. Because otherwise it makes no sense.
Perhaps, instead of building trust with this organization that supplies mutation stones and constantly trading mutation stones with them, they are using a method that does not leave a record of the transaction itself.
So what does this all of a sudden matter? Of course. It is said to peek at the ledger.
“The owner ordered me to come after checking that the transaction records are being properly deleted.”
“…Can’t you trust us?”
“No way. I just want to make sure it’s safe. Our master is quite cautious.”
The reason I said master was simple. A person who consistently trades with an organization of this size must be a nobleman. Seeing that men don’t find the word master strange, my guess was correct.
“…Haa, you’re bothering me today. Hey, get the ledger and see!”
“Are you willing to give it away?”
“Because trust with customers is important. If your master did that, then you should show him.”
…The person dealing with them seems to be a bit big.
The tall man took his ledger from his subordinate and handed it to me.
“Thank you.”
I received the ledger and opened it right away. Again, there is no record of consistently trading with one group. I wanted to weave the nobles I was dealing with and put them together, but I can’t help it.
Then why did you read the ledger? There was something else I was aiming for.
Since the transaction records have been erased anyway, there is no way for me to find out about those who regularly trade metamorphic stones. Then why did you look at the ledger? It was to find someone else.
…There is.
The name Anais Cesar was written on the ledger. Apparently, Anais wasn’t a person who traded regularly, so it seems that he couldn’t avoid having records left in the ledger.
“Has it been confirmed?”
“Yes, I’m sure you are clearing the records well.”
Shouldn’t you have erased it less? Then I’m going to tie this one together and put it in.
“We live on trust. I will always keep what I say.”
Criminal bastards speak slickly. I closed the ledger and put the ledger and shift stone into my bosom.
“…What are you doing?”
What are you doing? What is it? Seized paper.
“In the name of the champion, I will confiscate this.”
“…What?”
I unwrapped the fabric of the holy sword.
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All the men in the room were startled by Abel’s remark. Warrior. A superman who fights monsters. It was definitely a crisis that such a person appeared.
I still couldn’t back down. If the hero takes the ledger as it is, it is natural for them to collapse, and the organization will suffer great damage. In addition, there is also a blow to the customers who traded there.
“Put down the ledger immediately. Seeing that you are a hero, I will spare you if you leave your things and ledgers.”
“…Help me? You?”
Abel was dumbfounded. Although she herself was weaker than the other warriors, he was still a hero. If he had a blessing, he could slash even high-ranking monsters, and even if he didn’t have one, he was at a level where he could easily deal with two orcs.
He has already crossed the threshold of being a criminal. Even if you compare them objectively, the adventurer who catches the two orcs unscathed is at least A-class or higher. Even if a B-class adventurer would win against two orcs, they would be seriously injured.
The big man in front of me looked a bit strong, but the rest were just nerds. But who is he going to kill?
“Your words are slick.”
“Take it away now!”
As the tall man shouted, the men in the room rushed at Abel. Abel tried to cut down such men as he usually does against monsters, but stopped after realizing that they were human.
‘I have to subdue it.’
First of all, compared to the monster’s attack, the men’s movements were very slow. Abel lightly dodged several attacks targeting her own vital points and raised the handle of her holy sword.
And…
Paak!
“Kuk…!”
I took the nameplate as it is. I adjusted my strength to the point where I fell without dying. The man who had been hit in the pit of the stomach stumbled and fell to the floor with a thud.
‘Are there seven left?’
All I can see right now are seven. Hoping that no more enemies would appear, Abel moved his body.
The men fell down one by one whenever there was a loud banging sound. The tall man who was watching the process clicked his tongue and put his hand on his waist.
“…Sheesh.”
And what he took out were two hatchets. It was well-maintained, with sharp blades.
When Abel finally got the sixth to the ground, the big man threw one of his hatchets hard. Abel hurriedly lowered her head to avoid her hatchet, and she immediately blocked the hatchet with her holy sword.
‘…This man is strong?’
I felt that it was not normal in terms of life and strength. Deciding that fighting in the room would put her at a disadvantage, Abel kicked the wall-like door.
Abel slipped through the back door and hit the flying hatchet again with her holy sword.
As soon as the hatchet popped out, the man picked up the hatchet he had thrown earlier and ran at it. Abel looked for gaps in her while blocking the man’s attack.
Anyway, this guy had to be subdued as well. However, the man was different from the small fish he was dealing with before. As soon as the ax was blocked by the holy sword, he slashed Abel’s abdomen with his foot.
“Kuh…!”
Grabbing her stomach and pushing back, Abel saw the man in front. The man took the hatchet that Abel had just bounced off, and then came back with two hatchets.
“Being a warrior is strong. I know though. Heroes can’t kill humans, can they? If so, that’s different. Because the difference between those who use grass and those who don’t want to kill is huge.”
As he said, if Abel acted to kill the man, the fight would have already ended. However, it was Abel who had to subdue the man without killing him. So it was a struggle.
The man grabbed a double ax and charged again. The sound of metal crashing reverberated through his back alley. The man was definitely a master. Fast and irregular attacks hit the ground non-stop, and Abel was busy blocking them.
Abel felt impatient as the battle that would have already ended if he could be cut down dragged on. After pushing away the man’s hatchet once, Abel hit the man’s abdomen with the back of his sword.
“Kuk!”
It was eaten. I thought so. However, the man was much stronger than Abel expected.
Kwajik!
“…Keah, sh*t…!”
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Swear words came out of Abel’s mouth. The man swung his hatchet even as he was hit in the abdomen, and it lodged in Abel’s right shoulder.
Extreme pain came over me. The right shoulder injury was fatal for Abel, a right-handed swordsman. There was no saintess nearby right away, so there was no one to treat her.
“Haa… Being a hero is no big deal…”
The man sneered as he held on to his battered abdomen. Abel decided that he could no longer hold the sword with her right hand, so he reluctantly took it with her left.
‘…This is my first time using a sword with my left hand.’
First of all, I wasn’t used to the feeling of holding a sword with my left hand. In addition, blood continued to flow from his right shoulder, and fever began to pulsate all over his body from the bleeding.
“Haaa…”
The man raised his ax straight up again, as if the pain in his stomach had subsided.
Seeing that, Abel thought. She could have won if she cut down even now. However, one word from the saintess that she said earlier made Abel hesitate.
…A hero is someone who saves people. It’s not something that hurts people.
I’m not used to using a sword with my left hand, and I can’t kill opponents. Abel began to look carefully for his path to victory.
“It’s my first time killing a hero, I wonder how it feels!”
A man rushes in throwing a hatchet. Abel wanted to avoid it rather than block it. If you block it, it will be difficult to deal with the next attack.
The speed at which the hatchet flew was fast, but much slower than the Chimera’s paws. Abel twisted her body and dodged the flying hatchet at the last minute. And she didn’t block the flying ax with the holy sword she held in her left hand.
“!”
Abel used his injured right shoulder for the last time instead of blocking the ax with his holy sword. He felt intense pain from the sudden movement, but holding onto the man’s wrist prevented the hatchet from shattering his skull.
Then, with his left hand, he held the holy sword with the handle facing down, and struck him down the neck. A cheerful sound resounded, and the man let out a soundless moan and fell backwards.
Abel confirmed that the man had collapsed and sat back down. He threw away his holy sword as well, grabbed his right arm and groaned.
“Ah… ah… it hurts, sh*t…”
Blood continued to flow, and heat boiled all over the body. Perhaps he had lost a lot of blood, and his head became dizzy and his vision blurred.
If I could have killed him, I wouldn’t have been hurt like this. Why is the existence of a warrior so unreasonable? Thinking of that, Abel struggled in her pain.
“Kkeuh…Kkeuh…”
‘…Isn’t that really what you’re looking for?’
When I had those anxious thoughts, I heard a voice that was sweeter and more hopeful than anything else.
“Hero~♡ Where are you~?”
Abel opened her eyes. She made me squeeze even the strength that I had no desire to live on, and Abel exclaimed loudly.
“…Saint, I am dying!!!!!!!!!!”
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“…He got hurt like this. Even if you are reckless, you are too reckless.”
It wasn’t the saintess’ bruise. It was Chloe who said that. The saintess didn’t seem to have time to play around. She was treating my shoulder with a serious expression.
“…Sorry. I wondered what would happen if they disappeared while I was gone.”
“Haa, but I’m glad we found it sooner.”
“…I will.”
The body that had been bubbling up a while ago was back to normal, and the wound on his shoulder was quickly healing. After all, it has the highest divine power than Fucidin.
A drop of cold sweat fell down the forehead of the saintess who infused her divine power. Because she lost so much blood, her treatment took a long time.
“Holy Lady, you can take a little rest…”
“Be quiet.”
“…Yes.”
She bit her mouth tightly at the saintess’s resolute words. Yeah, let her shut up.
…But in this situation, I don’t feel that this is bad. Two pretty girls are really worried about me. I’m obviously hurt, but somehow I’m happy.
“…Are you crazy?”
“Yes?”
“Oh, no. Soliloquy.”
Chloe looked at the men she had tied up with magic and said.
“…Anyway, these are the people who distributed the metamorphic stones?”
“Yes, that’s right. I also secured the ledger and the change magic stone. It’s in my inside pocket…”
I had to put it in my left pocket again, so it was difficult to take it out with my left hand.
“…On the left.”
“I’ll take it out.”
Chloe cautiously held out his hand. Her hand dug into my arms.
…Something is embarrassing. It was the same for Chloe as well, her cheeks were slightly red. Chloe hurriedly withdrew her hand, like someone being chased.
“…Is this right?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
What she took out was a ledger and a change magic stone. Chloe opened her ledger and opened her eyes, as if she had found a familiar name.
How are you surprised? I’m not sure if I’m trying to secure this.
“Holy Lady, this…”
Chloe unfolded her ledger and showed it to her saintess, and the saintess glanced at her ledger with only her eyes moving. And as she turned her gaze to me, she put on a cheeky smile.
“What’s the matter~♡ I never thought a crap like a warrior could do something♡”
She was a saintess who spoke arrogantly as usual, but I couldn’t be offended by the sweat dripping down her cheeks.
Instead, she jokingly responded to the saintess’s words.
“You bastard, Abel, you did one thing!”