54. The hounds are hungry
As if water had entered, my ears were deafened.
“—Eamon—! Mental-“
With blurry vision, I see Brother Austin who is panicking with a voice close to screaming as he works hard to stop the bleeding on my terrible wound.
Surprisingly, I didn’t feel much pain. As if you’ve been training your body all day and lying in bed, feeling a sense of relaxation all over your body…
I’m so sleepy, I want to sleep a little. Brother I am okay.
“…Grrr—”
My mouth, which was about to say
, Was blocked by the blood that gushed out of my eyes, and all I could do was make unpleasant noises.
Am I being summoned to heaven? Like this, by his side…
Ah… No…
Still… Not enough yet.
My father… At least to this extent, could not… Be forgiven… For his sins…
I have to devote more… To… For justice…
Wrong. Body doesn’t listen I’m so tired. My mind is hazy.
Let’s take a break. Just a little bit… Just a little bit of rest…
……
……
……
…I can’t die yet.
* * *
“Keep… Really, uneasy…”
Guided by Robin’s hand, Sylvia groaned as she bit her nails as she took refuge in a shelter originally used as her underground tavern.
How long had it been since Robin had brought me there, I suddenly heard a roar that shook the earth, and the sound of fierce fighting from the ground.
…If I go out now and help Austin, I probably won’t be able to return to the Demon King’s Army again.
But, is it really the right choice to just sit still and watch?
Sylvia was lost in her thoughts.
As a corps commander in the Demon King’s army, there wasn’t much of a sense of responsibility left anyway. However, since the only place she could rely on as a demon was the Demon King, it was an inevitable choice.
In the first place, her brother, Agato, never sent her to the front, so she didn’t have much chance to get ahead. If this is the case, why did he bother to recommend her as her corps commander? I really couldn’t figure out what her brother was thinking.
She is always left out of important work, she is always in charge of cleaning up for others, or she is sent to an idle job, so there can be no complaints about her.
Agato objected to the last time, when I told him to hold the hero in Merden Forest, but the demon king pushed it.
Of course, Sylvia also vaguely noticed that it was all because her Agato was worried about her.
“Chi… But…”
Come to think of it, at some point she thought of herself as Sylvia, not Argyle.
Here, back to the starting point.
Is it really the right choice to just sit still and watch?
Galan is strong. Perhaps among the corps commanders, the middle or higher would go.
I don’t know if there is a hero, but it was clear that the current Austin party would be very difficult.
She took out a wax pen from her bosom without saying a word and closed her eyes.
Your strength has been restored to half. With this much, you can open Agato’s Gate without difficulty.
It’s something to be happy about. I was going to return to the Demon King’s Army when my strength was restored anyway, and I resigned as a hanjik again, leaving only the shell as a corps commander…
“You bastard…”
Spitting her curse at Agha To, she started walking out of her tavern.
Returning to the Demon Lord Army and going back to Austin’s party.
Isn’t worrying stupid?
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“…What is it? Is it a dream?”
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No, why?
That’s true, Royman isn’t such an idiot to die in vain. Yes? Am i right?
“Isn’t it?”
Unable to calm her trembling voice, she turned her head away, but no one opened her mouth. Even Galan, as if not expecting this situation, kept her mouth shut and stared at me.
…f*ck. Anybody is fine, so please do so.
“Oh, no… Don’t be a jerk, get up quickly. Hey Royman…”
Roiman’s tattered priest’s clothes were spreading uncontrollably with red, sticky blood.
Royman’s wound, which he held with his hand to stop the bleeding, also felt blood pouring out of it. He vaguely knew that blocking the bleeding with the palm of his hand would not stop the bleeding.
She knew with her head. Royman, Royman no more…
“No, what am I thinking?”
Who dies, who dies. Austin, you incompetent bastard. Are you going to abandon your friend again?
…Then what should I do?
Yes. I again drove my comrades to death and limb. All because of my mistake.
And what’s even worse is that when a mistake is repeated, it’s no longer a mistake.
If only I hadn’t been greedy back then. As the team leader, I wish I had given the order to retreat quickly.
And now, if only I had quickly dodged Galan’s attack. If it hadn’t been for Luna and Princess Alexis to attack in the first place. If Galan had warned me in advance that he would use that technique.
How many people are you going to kill, Austin? If I kill more than I can count with my fingers, when my hands are covered in the blood of my comrades and I can no longer see their original color, then will you stop?
“Sir, senior…”
“Austin…”
At the quiet voice of Robin and Princess Alexis, I raised my head again.
But why are you looking at me like that?
“What, what… You guys…”
Why are you looking at me like that? Why.
Because it’s my fault.
But I’m not a perfect human either. These variables are difficult to predict.
I mean, I’m the same person as you guys. No, it’s half a penny without a mana core, so maybe it’s a worse existence.
“Oops—!”
…At that moment, I felt so disgusted with myself that I felt sick to my stomach.
You’re not even as good as this dog. Are you using that as an excuse now?
A disgusting bastard. Half a penny. An inferior seed with no mana. An emotionless monster. A traitor who sacrifices his comrades. Fool. Ranger’s figure.
Robin and Princess Alexis, with worried faces and crying faces with wet eyes, approached me gently to give me a hug.
“Oh, don’t come…”
I managed to reach out and stop them.
What should I have done? Should I have searched instead? What the f*ck, do I have to live with suffering every day?
Why does this only happen to me? Other people laugh hahahahahoho and live well, but I…
At that time, along with the sound of clicking the tongue, I heard the baby’s voice.
“…Tsk. It’s not the picture I wanted.”
“…What?”
What kind of bullsh*t are you talking about after you made Royman look like this, Galan.
Involuntarily, strength went into the hand covering the wound.
“If you were stronger, that priest wouldn’t have died.”
“……”
“I too was born without a mana core. You would know How unreasonable those who do not have mana cores are treated.”
“Shut up that mouth.”
“…I won’t show any poor sympathy.”
I got up without saying a word and wiped the Royman’s blood on his hand with my clothes.
If there is blood on your hands, it will be slippery when swinging the sword.
Check the amount of remaining bolts by hand. 2 Explosive Bolts, 1 Smoke Bolt, No Hook Bolts. 4 Regular bolts.
One smoke bolt…
“Enough.”
To face Galan, even one shot is too much.
“This is a battlefield, Austin! Come on, draw your sword!”
At Galan’s cry, I immediately drew out my short sword.
From the scabbard, the sword Mogdan handed me was pulled out.
A beautiful sword that shines in jade color. Ironically, however, the reflection of myself on that beautiful blade was indescribably repulsive.
I felt something hot rise in my eyes and glared at Galan.
“…You. I will not kill you gracefully.”
“How pitiful! You’re weak, so you couldn’t protect what you wanted to protect!”
The words coming out of Galan’s mouth were scratching my temper from a while ago. Patience has shown its limits.
I ran out and swung my sword at Galan.
“Since a while ago…”
– Chaeng!
It’s blocked. Left, one more time.
“You!”
– Chaeeng!
I got stuck again. This time crossbow.
“What the f*ck do you know!”
– Toow!
“Talk about it!!!”
Galan just frowned as if he didn’t like something and grabbed the bolt I fired with his hand.
“It doesn’t work!!!”
However, Galan has already stepped into the trap I dug.
“I got caught.”
“…What?”
“Robin—!”
With Galan’s words that he did not know the English language, the bolt in his hand exploded with a pop.
Push this profit…
“What…!”
Woe! The last thing Galan saw as his vision was slowly obscured by the spreading smoke were two hounds glaring at him with cold eyes.
As the white smoke obscured his vision, Galan clenched his fists and drew his blood.
His fists glowed bloody, hardened enough to crush something.
– Shhh! Visor!
After blocking the two daggers that flew from somewhere with his right arm, Galan twisted his face, scratched his arms, and threw the daggers that passed by roughly. Hot blood trickled down and soaked Galan’s arm.
The thick, heavy smoke licked all over Galan’s body, dulling his senses.
The roaring wheels hurriedly tried to drive the smoke away, but the heavy, sticky smoke did not dissipate easily.
“Slowly, painfully, so secretly that no one knows who killed it.”
At the sudden voice from behind, Galan swung his blood-enhanced fist.
“Here!”
Hoo-! Despite the fists cutting through the smoke, there was nothing there.
“I will hunt you too. I’ll tear your limbs apart, killing you in such a painful way that you want to die.”
“It’s just that they do such tricks…!”
Before Gahlran could finish his words, a jade-colored blade suddenly came out of the smoke and cut deeply into Gallan’s side.
“Ha ha ha…!”
The hounds rushing towards him were stealthy and nimble enough to make them unable to react in an instant.
Galan grabbed his side and hurriedly looked around him.
The hounds, which quickly and accurately bit off the flesh, let out a sneer at such a galan, then disappeared into the smoke again.
Gallan swallowed involuntarily.
I am being hunted.
Gallan’s instincts warned him that if he was distracted, he would be bitten to pieces by hounds.
Galan hurriedly began mending the wounds on his side and forearm, but couldn’t help it as his blood dripped onto the floor.
Blood soaking the ground, and the scent of blood spreading.
At that moment, bolts and daggers pierced through the smoke, and Galan hurriedly raised his arms to block his mortal wounds.
“Great…!”
The hounds smelled the blood.