208 – Kill Off (6)
Watching Op and the escorts wear the same clothes, identical helmets to cover their faces and emerge from the wagon at the same time, Monia catches her breath and tightens her grip. I felt the power of the bowstring being pulled.
‘Who’s Off?’
It was embarrassing that everyone came out wearing the same outfit, and Chester, who was coming this way, looked a little flustered, but Monia didn’t let go of her bowstring.
If you are faced with a difficult situation, first think about how to solve the situation. It was what Monia learned from Chester.
“Chester.”
Seeing Chester contemplating whether he should go back to where he was off, Monia said.
“Trust me.”
When Monia said that, Chester turned around and came near Monia.
Monia continued to observe her targets while Chester did.
While observing like that, something like an intuition came down to Monia.
‘Huh?’
That guy, that looks off?
I can’t tell anyone what it is, but it’s such a clear and certain intuition.
The color of the people around you becomes dull, and the color of the person you think is off becomes vividly bright. Just like distinguishing the surroundings and the off.
Monia was taken aback by the sudden phenomenon, but she wondered if what she was seeing was the same ‘light line’ that only Chester could see.
A world that can only be seen by the person whose senses are awakened at any moment.
Monia didn’t reject the intuition she felt, she accepted the sudden awakening sensation without rejecting it.
“I found it.”
She then trusts her own intuition and sets the string of her bow.
That was the correct answer.
“What did you shoot at? They all look the same.”
When Monia said that she had found the off, she quickly shot her bow and hit it, Chester, who was standing next to her, asked in bewilderment.
“Atmosphere.”
“Atmosphere?”
“Yes. Even if everyone wears the same clothes and covers their faces with helmets so they can’t see their mouths… There is such an atmosphere. The atmosphere that this person is leading the space. An atmosphere where everyone cares about him and notices him.”
Monia lived in a world where everyone cared about themselves. She lived and watched everyone who came to her house cringe as she cared about her father.
That’s why I was able to recognize that kind of atmosphere right away. So even though she wore the same clothes as the escorts, had the same helmet covering her face, had a similar build, and rode a rather skimpy horse, she could tell that it was Off giving orders to her men.
“Can I know that… ….”
Chester admired.
He prides himself on being proficient in chasing the traces of beasts and feeling the atmosphere of beasts, but inferring the identity of people with their faces tightly covered like that was something Chester couldn’t do.
Besides, Monia’s shot was actually the correct answer. The escort around her was visibly distracted as the man Monia shot fell with an arrow lodged in the eye socket of her helmet.
“The escort is starting to run away too.”
“I need to get there quickly before the fire spreads to the corpse.”
“Sure. I never thought it would be such an effective flame.”
“It’s a fire made of Anubis, wouldn’t it be rather strange if it were an ordinary fire?”
“I mean.”
The fire lit by Anubis really ignited the object surprisingly quickly and spread to the surroundings.
Chester, who thoughtlessly set fire to a place where there might be a trap, was startled and freaked out.
At first, I wondered if traps were prone to fire.
However, I realized the moment I saw that the fire quickly grew and engulfed the wagon, and that after cutting down the tree, the fire set on it burned the entire tree in an instant.
That this is the power of the fire created by Anubis. It was thought to be the fire of a dragon that was said to burn down the country.
After the escorts all fled, Chester and Monia lazily decapitated Op’s body.
* * *
Eugene snatched the horse from one of the guards, and then she rode off on it.
“Crazy bastards, crazy bastards! How did you find an off there?!”
It’s not just a guess. He killed her with a straight bow shot through the eye socket of her helmet.
Matching the eye holes of the helmet was the result of Monia’s combination of skill and luck, but to Eugene and the escorts who didn’t know that, they thought that a bow that could shoot the eye holes from a distance was deployed as a sniper.
So, the moment Op died, the escorts felt panic in the confusion and all started running away. It was the same for Eugene.
“Crazy! This guy and that guy and monsters!”
A man who uses a mysterious magic that burns everything in an instant.
A woman who can accurately penetrate the eye sockets of a helmet from a long distance.
There was nothing good about dealing with monsters like that.
“Damn it!”
Eugene gnashed his teeth.
Off was a really nice guy. He gave me an unimaginable amount of money just by keeping him by my side.
Thanks to this, Eugene was able to enjoy the favors and favors that are difficult to imagine while living as a hunter and mercenary.
My heart felt torn at the thought that everything would disappear in the future. Now he won’t be able to eat his favorite sea king woo (海王牛), and he won’t be able to freely use it because he won’t be able to get ammunition for his hand sling, and he won’t be able to wear clothes…….
Anyway, even if I thought about it for a second, nothing good came of it.
Eugene gnashed his teeth.
“aaa! I remembered all the faces! If I see you at work later, I will kill you!”
‘Of course, if we meet outside of work, I’ll never touch you and run away!’
Grinding his teeth between anger and coolness, Eugene continued to urge his words.
* * *
“What is this notebook?”
After Op’s head was cut and placed in a sack, Chester and Monia extinguished the flames and looked around for something to pick up.
“Does this sound really good? We need to move this to our horses.”
Items in the wagon that have not yet been burned because the fire has not yet reached them. The drawstring of a guest, an escort, or an off.
Unlike when the two of us walked around on our feet, now we have good horses, so it was okay to increase our luggage to some extent. Taking that into account, Chester and Monia packed a lot of things.
“Chester, isn’t this the tool he used earlier? It says handsling.”
“What is it?”
While she was packing various things, Monia found a notebook that Eugene had dropped while running away.
A notebook that details how the hand sling was modified, how it was used, and how it was further modified and used.
“… ….”
Monia, who was reading the notebook quietly, she finished reading the notebook, folded it, opened it again, and read it thoroughly from beginning to end, she said.
“I want this.”
“Do you want one?”
“Yes. I think it’s good to use when fighting up close. Is not it?”
“Yes. Not bad. Besides an ax or a knife, I wish I had at least one or two weapons for self-defense.”
I liked the fact that it was possible to reload and shoot quickly. As she runs away, she thwarts the pursuit just by shooting at the enemy, so Monia can escape safely.
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On the other hand, Monia was thinking that if she had this, she would be able to help herself more actively without having to fight dangerously alone with Chester.
Hey Chester, Monia from a distance said that just shooting her bow was a huge help, but she wanted to help Monia more actively.
‘If I say this, Chester will get angry.’
So I just thought to myself.
“Handsling. From what I’ve written here, I don’t think it’s that popular. Mmm. Monia, is it correct that I interpreted and read it? It’s still a bit difficult to read.”
“Yes. It doesn’t seem to be used that widely.”
“Then I guess I’ll have to stop by the smithy or tool shop every time I visit town.”
“No, it looks like the name of a smithy written here. Is not it?”
“…… Sorry, I can’t read it.”
“I can’t help it. I think he wrote down his favorite blacksmith shop. Could I stop by here?”
Chester laughed when he saw Monia chattering away.
‘Do you want to have it that way?’
Thinking that he must save a guy called a hand sling, Chester changed the harness he had on his horse with the harness he had brought.
The harness the horse was wearing changes from a plain harness to a slightly colorful harness with patterns painted in places with white dye.
After loading the bag onto the new harness, Chester tied the bag containing Op’s head tightly next to the pack.
“Let’s go back now.”
“Where did you plan to meet?”
“Wait a minute. We were supposed to meet in the village ahead of us?”
After opening the map and checking the route, Chester tapped his finger at the place where he was supposed to meet up with Ball River.
“If we go slowly from here, it will take two or three days.”
After inserting the map, Chester and Monia hugged each other on the horse and kissed deeply.
After sharing a kiss that was so thick that saliva flowed from each other’s mouths with the satisfaction of having finished the first job as a mercenary, the two drove their horses and set off.
After the family left, all that was left was the remains of wagons that had been horribly burned and a body without a head.
This reminds me of a couple of madly in love wanted butchers in a certain movie…