14. Hounds are boiled in a pot
As I hid in the smoke and slowly turned around the depal, aiming for a gap, I began to hear a vicious sound as if the air was being ripped open.
“…The sound of a whip.”
Did Royman join in?
It was necessary to end Depal’s breath as quickly as possible, who must have lost strength.
I lowered my eyes to check the condition of the short sword that I had used excessively for a short time.
“Tsk…”
I couldn’t help but click my tongue when I saw the shortsword whose blade had been severely damaged by violently colliding with the spear of Depal.
Because it seems unreasonable to keep using the short sword.
After making a quick decision, I inserted the short sword into the scabbard attached to my waist, then took out the dagger that was hanging from my thigh and held it.
“Robin.”
She glared at the direction where the whip was still whipped and opened her mouth quietly, and Robin soundlessly came out of her fog.
“…Senior.”
“I need to finish it soon. Depal’s stamina has fallen moderately, and Royman has joined. Can I do it?”
“Yes.”
Seeing Robin disappear into her fog once more, I gripped her dagger in an integer, not an inverse.
Because stabbing from the bottom up rather than from the top down is quicker to deal with when an attack is blocked.
I silently walked towards the place where the smell of blood was spreading thickly with a quiet gait, ignoring any sound or presence.
What can be seen soon is Royman wielding a thorn whip and flail, tearing up thick smoke, and Depal hurriedly blocking Royman’s attacks with wounds that have not yet healed.
If I rushed in with my dagger in hand, I might get whipped by that crazy bastard Royman, so without hesitation I put the dagger in, raised my eternal friend crossbow, and loaded the bolt.
It’s better to think that a weapon that is difficult to handle like a whip doesn’t have eyes.
“Whoa…”
The power of the Orichalcon bolt head and the string made of mithril ply is a precise and violent weapon that needs no words.
It is better not to expect a hopeful situation that luckily ends with a shallow wound the moment you hit a vital point.
Slowly. I narrowed my field of view with the tip of the bolt, and regulated my breath.
The target is the neck of the Defal, which is moving around.
The moment just before the end of the bolt tip and the back neck of the depal cross.
“……Caught.”
– Toow!
The bolt, which left the strings twisted with mithril, flew toward the depal’s neck at a tremendous speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
Even at the moment when the bolts were flying away, Depal noticed the bolts flying toward him and tried to avoid them, but he couldn’t avoid Royman’s whip and flail, and with his wounded body, he couldn’t avoid my bolts either.
“Haaa…!!
Defal with a bolt stuck in its neck made a choking sound, and at the same time, Robin’s dagger protruding from the right violently bit Defal’s side, and Roiman’s steel whip stabbed Depal’s leg as if it had been waiting for it. Twisted and pulled
The cornered prey missed the spear and fell backwards. I immediately ran out and kicked the spear of Depal away, then shouted at Maya, who was still hiding the smoke from the smoke screen.
“Maya! You can stop now!”
It was difficult to determine Maya’s location, so my loud voice resounded, and soon the smoke that had gathered began to spread and disappear in all directions.
“Kahak…!!! Kkeuk… Kuk…”
The smoke cleared, and the hunt was over.
* * *
After watching Royman pull out the bolt from Depal and radiate healing light, I let out a deep sigh, strained my body from the tense battle, and turned my gaze towards Princess Alexis and the warrior party. .
Amidst the remains of living armor that had been shattered and scattered around, when my eyes met those who were sitting there, taking a breath, I did not hide my displeasure and wrinkled my face.
“…What are you looking for, you f*cking b*tches.”
As I frown, seeing Adrienne and Gracie glaring at me, frowning as if they won’t give up, makes me wonder why they saved me for nothing.
I should have just taken Royman and ran away.
…No, seriously.
After having a snowball fight with them for a while, Princess Alexis approached me covered in dirt.
“Austin…! I was worried, really. Are you unscathed?”
At the attitude of Princess Alexis asking after me, regardless of the condition of her armor, which was dirty with dirt, I smiled and opened her mouth.
“Yes. Thanks to the princess who protected those b*tches… No, the warrior party and Royman, I was able to fight to my heart’s content without worrying.”
“It’s fortunate. More than that, I wonder if Priest Roiman is okay… He seems to be seriously injured…”
At Princess Alexis’ worried question, Royman stopped healing her Depal’s throat until it died and turned to us.
“I’m fine. This is also an ordeal given by God in order to guide this world to the right path with a righteous light. I can easily overcome such wounds with my strong mental strength…”
“Okay, stop. That’s it. What the f*ck are you talking about?”
“Senior! That bastard, the window looks pretty expensive? Take it and sell it, and have a drink when you get back!”
Amidst the friendly atmosphere with the party members, I turned my back toward the warrior party with a genuinely happy smile on my face.
This is it.
This is the bond I longed for with my colleagues, and normal communication with the ideal party members I’ve been dreaming of.
“By the way…”
Depal, what should I do with that bastard?
If it was as requested, it would have to be cut off, but Royman seemed to want to cut off his limbs and stuffed them alive.
…Really, Royman’s nerd temperament should be recognized.
“Royman, step aside.”
“…Brother. I’m sorry, but dismemberment is my job…”
“Oh, please. I’m not trying to do that. Do you think I am you?”
I pushed Roy Mun away and crouched down next to his depal with his arms and legs bound, unconscious.
A blue full body armor with a mysterious color that makes you feel like you’re going to be sucked in, and a sallet helmet that has no beaver parts to protect the mouth.
“The armor… How can I say it, it looks strange. What kind of color is it? How did the beavers sell it?”
“It’s definitely a strange color… Senior, should I take off this armor and sell it? I think it’ll make some money…”
As I was chatting with Robin while rubbing the Defal’s armor with my fingers, a shadow suddenly fell behind me.
“Austin. Let’s talk.”
Kids who don’t have a sense of humor can’t even catch the timing to get involved in a conversation.
I continued my conversation with Robin without saying anything to Adrienne, who hesitated to stop her.
“Is that so? Surely, if I sell this baby armor, I’ll make a good profit.”
“How about presenting to the lord? It’s broken in places, but…”
“By the way, that bastard, Argyle, stays still while his henchmen search. This kid is also very sad.”
“…When the hunt is over, the hound is boiled in the pot.”
For some reason, Robin’s face, when he said that, had a slightly gloomy expression on his face.
“…Sorry. I brought up a point.”
“No. It’s okay… Ranger is out now.”
Meanwhile, as I ignored the conversation with Robin without looking back, Adrienne seemed a little annoyed and spoke to me again with her suppressed voice.
“…Austin. Let’s talk for a moment, huh? Even the hero has something to say to you…”
A Sifal, you keep talking without even noticing that the other person is showing signs he doesn’t want to talk.
I sighed and looked back.
“Excuse me, who are you?”
“…Don’t do that, it’ll take a while.”
Maybe it wasn’t the frowning expression and sarcastic attitude I always had when I was at the warrior’s party, which made me worry about wrinkles, but Adrien’s attitude came to me very awkwardly.
“No, just sleep for a while, who are you?”
“Austin…! I’m not here to play with words…!”
“What a pun. It’s funny and selfish.”
Seeing that Adrien’s face is getting redder, it seems that her fiery Adrienne is holding back her irritability.
“I’m sorry… No, I’m not sorry at all, I don’t know people like you anymore. So can you stop talking to me?”
“Austin. Please… Just for a minute, let’s talk…”
…This sh*t, but let’s listen, let’s listen.
“Hey. Before that, do you have anything to say to me?”
“Uh, uh…? What to say, what…”
“Let’s talk, let’s talk, before you talk like that. Don’t you have something to say?”
This cheeky Kampyeon hasn’t apologized yet.
With or without sincerity, at least Isabel and Maya apologized on their own, even if I didn’t say anything.
Adrien knew that she had to apologize as well.
“……Sorry.”
“What are you sorry about?”
“That’s… Ah! Okay, let’s talk for a minute!!!”
“Why did you come back to Adrien, who is not as mean as usual?”
“…This… Profit…!!”
“In the first place, when you call, do I have to say yes and run?
As I maintained my sarcastic demeanor, like Adrien’s usual, Adrien finally glared at me with her face flushed red, then stomped her feet and returned to her warrior’s presence. Went.
She was staring at the hero’s party with pitiful eyes, but this time the hero started approaching directly.
“Oh, please. Don’t f*cking come.”
The hero came and sat down next to me, not caring even though my expression was rotting.
“…Austin. Can I talk to you for a minute? Everyone has something they really want to say. It really only takes a moment…”
“You… No, done.”
I was about to curse openly in front of the hero, but somehow the hero’s eyes looked sad.
“Robin, I’m going to talk to them for a second.”
“…Senior. Are you okay?”
“It’s okay… No, it’s not okay to be honest, but I’ll make sure to finish it anyway.”
I apologized to Robin and the others who were next to me, got up and started walking, following the hero who was leading the way.
“You guys are really mean too. When did you treat me like that, and with what kind of face did you come and catch me now?”
“…I’m sorry.”
“The plague…”
Let’s hear what you want to talk about.
Mc kind of acts like a 5 year old