Chapter 52 – Demons
Urgon went straight to Gillon.
When I entered his office, Gillon was smoking a cigarette and staring blankly out the window.
“Tsk, all I can do is pay taxes and eat. Garbage bastards.”
“The investigation didn’t go well.”
“The opposite. ‘Cause I caught the tail When this task is over, I will personally report to the superiors, so prepare to pack!”
Quaang!
Having finished expelling his emotions, Yurgon slammed the door of Gilon’s office as if to break it, and went out.
Crunchy!
Jurgon gnashed his teeth and exhaled heavily.
“Warrior. It’s okay?”
Then, as if worried, Beatrice approached.
Neri Rithel, who was watching it, too, as if holding back something from her, gritting her teeth, approached Jurgon and opened her mouth.
“Yurgon. Calm down-“
Percussion!
However, Jurgen cut off their hands.
“Let go! How dare you!”
The two of them trembled at the ferocious gaze of Jurgon, and the saintess let out a small sigh at the sight.
“M-I’m sorry….”
“Sorry, I do.”
Yurgon was annoyed at the two of them recklessly apologizing without knowing what to apologize for.
‘Stupid, useless bitches.’
Come to think of it, if I hadn’t met him, they would have been insignificant bitches who would disappear without even making their names known in history.
If it wasn’t for the lookable face and lascivious body, he would have been banished long ago.
At least the saintess who used divine magic was helpful.
“Whoa….”
At some point, he gradually became aware of the Distortion.
A story from a few years ago.
As the past came to mind, Jürgon shook his head and sighed.
‘It’s all in the past.’
A few months ago, he had suddenly been given the fate of a hero.
And it was the life he had longed for.
It’s because he, who has always lived as a thoroughly underdog, has a power that overflows in minutes on the day given his fate.
I wasn’t even lonely.
Although all three of them are covering up their appearance now, all of their colleagues are beautiful and have very lustful bodies.
‘…….’
When asked to choose just one of these, his thoughts became so intense that his head hurt.
As for why I had to pick just one, I honestly don’t know.
Because in this world, only one person’s destiny is woven together.
‘I… ?’
Then, what about the case of oneself who killed the object of fate with one’s own hands?
Although they weren’t saints, the other two felt that they had a crush on her.
Because there was such an eye.
However, I had no idea what would happen if I believed in the uncertain possibility and took the two.
‘First… I’ll have to think about it when this job is over.’
After the work is finished, how can the three of them, including the saintess, be captured?
Jurgen led the party out of Tallard.
『ERROR…… 』
And the error that started from the moment he killed the object of his destiny has now grown out of control.
* * *
The source of the new drug that suddenly appeared in Tallard was a small village outside the city.
It was a method that the weak demons tried to use as their last insurance, but of course, Jurgon didn’t know about it.
Yurgon, who arrived at the village,
Chew!
“Cheer up!”
“Say, save me—”
The massacre began.
As soon as he entered the village, he decided to kill everyone in the village from the moment the musty smell of drugs stung his nose.
Even when the saintess tried to stop him, Jurgen did not stop.
“Oh, mother! Uhhhhh! Mr., Mr. Baal-!”
A young man who lost his mother cried out in anger and his life ended meaninglessly.
But from the moment the head fell to the ground, the villagers decided to fight back rather than flee.
It was because he had an intuition that even if he ran away, he would be killed in vain.
When they all gathered, the scale was larger than expected, but Jurgen sneered and slashed the attacking villagers with his sharp silver long sword.
“Yurgon! Do you have the realization that you are a hero!”
Even when the saintess Osiel cried out and shouted at her, even if she blocked Jurgon’s way with her whole body, he did not stop.
“You guys too! There are definitely innocent people out there! In the first place, what qualifications did the hero have to risk their lives-!”
“”…….””
However, both Beatrice and Neritiel kept their mouths shut and just looked down at the floor.
Based on their experience, they felt that even if they tried to stop Jurgon, they would only be hated.
“Oh My God… Hey Ilyas….”
Osiel gnashed her teeth and said her prayers to her own god.
No, she pretended to pray.
‘Such a fucking dog, for real!’
The reason why she wears the mask of a saintess and acts like her real saintess is.
『As a saint, stop the atrocities of the hero!』
―In case of failure, part of the divine power is lost.
It was because of this damn unexpected quest.
After they were together, most of these sudden quests that appeared whenever Jurgon did something uncharacteristic of a hero had failed.
Thanks to that, compared to the beginning, the divine power has now been cut in half.
Of course, that wasn’t the only reason she wanted to stop him.
No matter how many people have no relationship with you, if you see people being divided like this, everyone will be stopped.
‘Hey, hey, bitch! How could he… !’
After being forced to become a saint, Osiel began to pray with sincerity for the first time.
Even though it was closer to a curse than a prayer, it was sincere.
Now she, Neritiel, and Beatrice were also attacked by several distraught villagers.
“Kyaa, kyaat!”
Then, the startled elf, Neritiel, squatted and closed her eyes tightly.
It was a reflex action by her, who had no experience of facing human hatred.
“Tsk, what do you want to play?”
Then Beatrice clicked her tongue, threw down her wand, and grabbed her right wrist.
Wrinkling her face while contemplating.
He held out his right arm as if aiming a gun at the residents who came running with a knife.
“Ignis—!”
As he cast the spell, a fireball the size of a man’s head was created from his right hand and then ejected.
Naturally, the villager who was hit by the fireball burned.
“Keep it off!”
Residents shuddered in fear when they heard the screams mixed with the disgusting smell of burning and terrible pain.
It was a common reaction among those who witnessed magic for the first time.
But that’s for a while.
In order to protect Neritiel and her saintess, who were in chaos, Beatrice continued to throw fireballs at the residents who ran after them, and the village began to burn.
“Eww!? Kkeuk, ke, keheheek—!”
In the middle, Neritiel could hear the coughing sound of the smoke, but Beatrice couldn’t afford to pay attention to it.
After some time has passed.
The corpses and blood of the villagers were full around the warrior’s party.
“Ahhh….”
The saintess moaned in frustration at the sword of hell created by the hero.
“Um, ugh….”
Beatrice pretended to be calm, but hid her trembling hands behind her back, hiding her fear of the hero’s ruthlessness and the guilt of her first murder.
“Whoa, is it over now?”
A word of comfort from Yurgon, who brushed up his bangs soaked in blood and sweat.
As the fire spread, a nasty stench spread in all directions, as if drugs hidden throughout the village were on fire.
“Osiel. Get rid of this disgusting scent quickly.”
His head was about to start hurting, so Jurgen instructed the saintess.
But in her panic, she groaned lightly and shook her chin.
“It’s pitiful… Hey, Beatrice.”
Startled at her Urgon’s call, she bit her tongue.
“Yeah, yeah! Aaaaah!”
Jurgon sighed as he stared at Beatrice, who was making a fuss while holding her mouth.
Jurgen, who muttered that they were pathetic and useless bitches, suddenly felt empty.
“What was it?”
He didn’t really care, but realized it only after going around the village to clean up the remnants of him.
“For a moment.”
Jurgon approached Beatrice and opened his mouth.
“Where is Neritiel?”
* * *
Upon arriving at Tallard, I heard a rumor that a hero had arrived here.
It’s probably because of the drugs.
‘If you’re a warrior….’
There was a high possibility that he was the protagonist of the original game in this world.
I wasn’t sure because I was thrown into this world right before I played the game, but there was no reason to get involved.
‘There’s no need to run into each other.’
In a way, I am like an error in this world.
So, wouldn’t it be nice to meet you?
Curiosity blossomed, but that was all.
Having learned from Ben how to track down a specific target and how to capture animals and monsters, I parted ways with Ben.
It would have been more efficient to track with Ben’s help, but I couldn’t help it because I thought it would be more comfortable to move alone.
“Four winners of behavior?”
“Yes! All but one man wear robes—”
And as luck would have it, I overheard the guards muttering.
Based on the story I heard, I escaped through the north gate of the city and started tracking.
“Sir.”
Sure enough, I don’t know the fuck.
There were so many footprints, and they were all so similar, that I couldn’t figure out which one to look for.
I was able to barely step on the back after asking and asking people who were heading to the north gate from outside the city.
That’s how I arrived at this town.
After tying the rope with the knot he learned from Ben, he slowly approached the village to check it out.
―Chuck!
Someone was cutting the villagers.
Although it was soaked in blood, the material of that shiny sword with simple decorations was obviously silver.
‘I found it, that chewy.’
It was certain that he had cut Leah.
Even watching from a distance, I felt anger and fear at the terrible and cruel appearance, but I felt guilty that I couldn’t help them because I was weaker than that.
‘… Revenge instead.’
It was wise to make judgments, rather than muttering stupidly to myself.
First of all, there were four of them, but I decided to aim for the one who looked like the most fucked up kid, and soon set my goal.
When a villager rushed at her, that woman stupidly sat down.
‘I decided on you.’
While holding the rope tight like that, I was looking for an opportunity.
-Ignis!
“Fuck.”
The bitch who seemed to be a wizard suddenly threw down his staff and created a fireball from his right hand and blew it at the people.
Then, when he thought about why he was carrying a cane, he finally had a chance to get closer.
However,
―Huh!
When the man who seemed to be the culprit swung his sword, his face turned toward me for a moment.
It was only a moment, but when I saw his face, I couldn’t help but freeze.
‘… Crazy.’
The face of the guy I saw for a moment was demonized like Delton.
