40. As if connected, not connected
[ Galan. The wire is at stake. ]
At Agato’s urging that flowed into his ear through a crystal ball, Galan frowned and replied.
“…So?”
[ So? Not! I’m telling you to stop messing around there and come back quickly! ]
“I’m sorry, but that must be a bit difficult.”
[ …Huh. What? ]
It’s weak. I’m weak. In terms of force, he is no different from humans.
Some of the staff under Agato frown at the fact that Agato is half a human and a demon.
However, Galan didn’t care that he was half-human. Just one thing, he’s weak.
Of course, you can’t say it openly in your face. No matter what anyone says, the Demon King’s army is advocating meritocracy in its own way, and Agato, who was chosen as the chief of staff of the Demon King’s army, is a talent directly selected by the Demon King.
A meritocracy. It’s a good sound.
Yes. He sits in a seat commensurate with his abilities. Head work. Because that’s something no one else can do.
However, it is impossible to protect the things you want to protect by sitting in front of a table and discussing.
Just like Galran did in the past.
In order to protect something, paradoxically, strong power is required. As an experience, I felt it keenly.
Galan quietly closed his eyes.
When I close my eyes, I can still vividly hear the voices of my lovely family.
It seems to be alive right in front of my eyes.
I hope everything that has happened so far was just a dream.
…No, it can’t be.
Before I die, I have a mission that I must complete.
Galan opened his eyes slowly.
[ Galan. I know you’re against me, but… Like I said last time, I’m not interested in body modification. ]
Did you say you have a younger sister? Stupid guy Even though he has something to protect, he refuses the power to protect it.
“You fool. If you stomp your feet in such an indecisive way, you will be weeded out.”
[ That’s… Whoa… That’s it. Just do it quick and get back to the wire. Got it? ]
“…Let’s try.”
As Galan finished the conversation and was about to close the crystal ball, Agato shouted urgently as if he had forgotten.
[ Ah! Hey! Wait for a sec! ]
“Do you have anything else to say?”
[ Uhm… That’s… ]
“…If you don’t have anything to say, I’ll go.”
[ No, because the demon king wants to deal with the hero who is a stumbling block? ]
What could that be? Certainly, the demon king was close to the ideal for Galan, but it wouldn’t be a situation where the demon king would come out right now.
You’re wasting your time. This boring guy
As Galan’s forehead narrowed, Agato sighed and continued.
[ Didn’t you say you were going to Harman now? The commercial city? ]
“…But?”
[ I had a hard time getting information about the movement of the hero, but Harman seems to be moving. Sooner or later, Huntly will be heading there. You’ll probably be tracked by the magic tower the moment you get on the gate, so before returning to the front line, join forces with the Huntly and make a quick move… You know what I’m talking about? ]
“…Huntly is coming.”
[ Uh… Um… Ah! And… I recently found evidence of Argyle’s use of the gate? It’s probably nearby… If you find it, be sure to check it out! Bring me! hahahaha… I’ll hang up! ]
Ugh — The crystal ball, which emitted strong light for a moment, lost its light powerlessly, and Galan clenched his fist and spat.
Huntly. That disgusting bastard
There are many other excellent and talented people, but it’s all about that guy who smells like a corpse…
“Whoa…”
It doesn’t matter. This time, I just need to improve his way of thinking.
I’ll have to improve that filthy fighting style of rubbing a corpse. Last time it ended badly, but this time it will be different. Cancer. By the way
Yes. Think positively. Negative emotions are detrimental to normal thinking.
There is still work to be done.
I’ve come too far to give up like this.
Galan raised his hand, drawing blood from him.
Squeezing his arms with steel-hardened nails, digging into his wounds.
“Ha ha…”
Blood lines rising up. An addictive pleasure that pickles the brain.
Galan’s body turns even pain into pleasure. This too is a product of evolution. Negative emotions washed away like waves.
Okay. My hair is clear.
To reject something good like this, you guys are good at selling.
“Keuhi… Keuheu…!”
Bruh—!
I will wake you up. Weak beings need a chance to be reborn as a superior species.
I will advance your thinking. Like i did
That’s my mission. For you. For me. For you guys.
This experiment using the rock locust was a good resource. I was lucky. There was a queen in the difficult-to-find nest.
It was good to make the size huge and increase the leadership. I should have restrained the Queen’s feelings a little more. I never thought she would stop moving to protect the nest.
To make matters worse, it got a little twisted by the bugs that got in the way, but… It’s okay. Failure is a stepping stone to success. A sweet failure like this is tolerable.
For the weak who have not yet escaped the limits of their species. I work for the weak
“Huh… Whoop…”
So, don’t look at me that way. Even though I’m doing my best so that you guys won’t be weeded out in the fierce competition for survival. Even so.
This guy and that guy, why are you rejecting progress…!
The realm of the gods, where mankind can go one step ahead! Overwhelming force and intelligence!
Advance of technology! Moving forward, progress of the times!
Look at me! Despite being a ‘failure’ with no mana core from birth, I eventually found another way!
To make even a human without mana so powerful! How advanced…
– Puss.
The sound of leaves rustling. There’s something Are they hunters again? Bored knights?
What is it? And those who try to hinder the progress of the times…
“…Horn Rabbit.”
A horned, distant relative of the common rabbit. Incompetent creatures. Weak
“Ah…”
Here is another poor creature that needs the stigma of progress…!
* * *
I felt through my hips that the rattling wagon had left the bumpy dirt road and entered a slightly smoother dirt road.
If you are sitting next to the coachman’s seat and looking at a map, the fresh scent of grass that is exclusive to summer tickles your nose. A fragrance that refreshes the head, quite different from the fragrant flower scent of spring.
“Okay. I can just run along the road like this. Let’s stop by the middle village and rest.”
The journey from Cologne to Bellion took about 3 days, but Harman is definitely one of the three major cities in the Maetel Kingdom.
To get from Bellion, located on the outskirts of the border, to Harman, you have to go through a fairly long journey.
At least 5 days even assuming you run non-stop without passing through the village. We are going to go via villages in between, so it will take more than a week.
Since I’ve kept quite a bit of distance from the warrior’s party, I don’t think I need to worry anymore about the unfortunate event of the hero chasing me.
I’m this far away, how can Ji chase me? It’s been a year with a lot to do.
The only thing I’m worried about is… I don’t know exactly which direction Galan went, but his fishy blood scent continues in the direction of Harman.
“…I should have gone before it was too late…”
We have to reach Harman before he does.
Fortunately, Galan is probably on foot, and we are using a carriage. Shall we use the gate in the middle of enemy lines? It would take a lot of mana to open the gate, and it would be annoying to have a pursuing party.
I’m worried about the horse’s stamina to run without rest… Unfortunately, it seems inevitable to go via the village.
More than that, will we ever be able to deal with Galan…
The only corps commander who can’t use mana, Galan.
This guy is a unique guy who fights with blood as a medium, not mana. What’s more unusual is that not only does he get the blood he uses instead of mana from others, but he also uses his own blood.
Crazy. He’s just a dog-crazy psychopath.
In the past, when I first encountered Galan, I almost peed my pants without telling a lie.
In fact, Adrienne remembers that she peed in her pants. Of course, there is no physical evidence as I have not personally confirmed it, but the smell of urine that faintly wafted from Adrien after the battle is over is still unforgettable.
Pissing b*tch. If I had known that our relationship would lead to catastrophe, I would have made fun of it then.
It sucks. Well well. Jwap jwap.
“……”
Turning her head toward the source of the sound, she saw Robin holding the reins, alternating with Royman, with jerky in his mouth.
I deliberately stared at him, but Robin’s muzzle seemed a little mean to me as he sucked the beef jerky, ignoring my gaze.
Recognizing my gaze belatedly, Robin opened his eyes wide and pulled out the jerky from his mouth.
“Jungjjong… Senior. Can I get you a piece of beef jerky?”
“Hey. You told me not to eat beef jerky like that.”
“No… Chump chump… If you suck it like this, it’s good to eat something salty when you’re bored…”
When will he grow up? She already has the appearance of a mature woman on the outside, but if you look at her from time to time, she still looks like a child.
“You want to stop eating? Chew and eat straight. Don’t eat badly.”
“Yes…”
Robin’s sullen head looked like it had droopy dog ears.
“I am thinking of you. If you go somewhere and eat like that, you will be criticized for being rude.”
“…I’m doing this because I’m in front of a senior…”
“What?”
“…That’s okay.”
I didn’t know what it meant at the moment, so I asked back, but I’ve already heard it all. Robin.
“It’s our travel food, so don’t eat too much. You get fat after that.”
As I spoke in a playful tone, Robin opened her hatchet eye and glared at me.
“Seeing…! I’m still contemplating whether I should reduce the amount I eat these days…!”
She raised her hand and started stroking Robin’s hair, as her cheeks swelled up like a squirrel, and it seemed that she wouldn’t answer her for half a day if she teased her any more.
“…You should know how delicate a woman’s heart is.”
“I was joking. Joke. Where do you say you have weight to lose?”
“Seeing… If you can’t talk…”
Seeing Robin’s lips protruding cutely, her father smiled involuntarily.
“…Hmm…”
As she slowly stroked Robin’s head, a subtle nasal sound leaked from her Robin.
I smiled and picked up a piece of beef jerky in front of me and put it in my mouth.
…Why is jerky so soft?
“Uh… Huh…?”
As I put the jerky in my mouth and squirmed, I heard a bewildered noise next to me.
“Why?”
“Ah… No… That beef jerky…”
“… Huh? This?”
“Ah… Nothing…”
From Robin’s head, it was as if steam was spurting out like a push-shush-shuck. Her face is red too, why is she suddenly like this?
I just ate jerky…
‘Jjuap Jjuap. Well well. Chump chump. It’s chewy.’
“… Hey.”
“…Yes, senpai…”
“You… I’m sure not me, but I bet all these jerky…”
I asked, shaking her hand, and Robin bowed her head in embarrassment, covering her face with her palm.
“…Robin.”
“……”
“Let’s fix the habit of sucking jerky.”
“Yeah…”
Amid the awkward atmosphere, Robin and I scratched the backs of our necks and avoided each other’s eyes without asking anyone first.
…Why is your face burning? f*ck.