A Mercenary Who Gets Eaten in a Pure Love Game 94

Chapter 94 – The Hero

Ed sat down in his seat without saying anything.

Transparent love juice, virgin blood, and a large amount of white turbid liquid were scattered on the floor.
These were evidence and traces of Nod’s presence here just before.

-Hi.

A little while ago, her desire was met, and when the time came, she disappeared with a brief greeting.

Swoop.

In her empty heart, Ed stretched out her hand and swept the floor where the node was, but it only smeared the glistening liquid.

By the time I felt so uncomfortable.

『■■ : [Node.Jsdg1]』
-Memory preservation.

The message that Ed had previously dismissed as an achievement window appeared after a long time.

“What’s this.”

However, the reward that always appeared intuitively, like the ‘eternal youth’ he gained when he made Lia his ona alone, was very ambiguous this time.
After thinking for a while, Ed stood up and brushed his butt.

Then he hits me on the cheek with both hands.

– Damn!

I didn’t know what the reward was.

“Think of it as meaning we can meet again.”

He didn’t have time to sit around like an idiot.

So, I hurriedly walked to the 11 o’clock direction that Nod had told me about, and carefully rummaged through the weapons.

Obviously, some of them must have been cursed or made of materials that were dangerous to humans, so Ed examined them as carefully as possible.

“Well… This is it.”

In the meantime, he found a sword with a dark red scab on it.
I don’t know if it’s dragon’s blood, but it’s clear that it’s been neglected for a long time.
Other than that, it wasn’t particularly special, it was normal.

Ed grabbed the sword as if possessed by something.

“Don’t you have a sword sheath?”

It was clear that he would get hurt if he carried it like this.
While looking around, he found a set of sword sheaths, and he poked them with the sword he was holding and kicked them with his feet, but there was no reaction.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the sheath.

“I’m glad.”

There was no curse or rejection.
Besides, seeing that it fit the sword perfectly, the set was certain.

While Ed was about to head towards the door, he remembered the Jewel of Chaos and turned around and headed to a corner of the report.

‘It must have been about this.’

When he opened his eyes wide and looked around, he found a black bead placed on top of a red cloth that was large enough to fit in his hand.

He quickly grabbed it and shoved it into his pocket before heading back to the huge door.

“Baladur, this chewy. Now you are behind.”

Ed shook his head for a moment and brushed off the scene he had seen in his flashback room.

“Whoa….”

When he reached the door, he immediately drew his sword and brought it to him.
For a moment, I thought, what if the blood on this sword wasn’t dragon’s blood?

―Turn it off!

The door began to open with a sound similar to the one I heard when I first met Nord.
Ed wiggled his hand and looked behind him for a moment.

‘Goodbye, Nord.’

Soon, he moved forward, leaving the half-day intense meeting buried here.

* * *

The rebirth of his past made Jurgon feel a simmering hatred.

“… Was it?”

His face was damp, and he was sick to his stomach.
He gnashed his teeth and opened his eyes.

Then, there was vomit on the bare floor that smelled like grass.

“So did you kill him?”

A voice I don’t want to hear follows.
He turned his head towards the sound and found Baladur looking at him.

“… What?”

A choking sound escaped from his throat, choking with anger.
Balladur asked Jurgen who spat out the remaining mushroom residue in his mouth.

“This is Lethe’s story. Kufu, when I returned to the village, I found that I was holding hands with another human. So did you kill him?”

As if very interested, Baladur demands an answer from Jurgon.

“Yeah, how did you… ?”

But Jurgen fell into confusion.
How did Balladur know of Lethe’s existence?

Confusion from that fact.

“Didn’t you just say everything with your mouth? Huik, hurry up and answer me.”

The evil dragon was interested in him because he muttered about the past like a drool after eating a poisonous mushroom.

At his words, Jurgen’s confusion dissipated, and he felt anger.
How could he be interested in spying on his past?

“Fuck the bullshit! If you talk shit just one more time—”

“Depending on your answer, I am also willing to spare you.”

“…….”

At those words, Jurgon’s mouth fell shut.
Yur Gon, who had been pondering Lethe’s story and his own life for a while, opened his mouth.

“Okay. I killed him.”

He continues to nurture the fragments of the past that have continued until now.

That bitch… I waited for 7 hours in front of Lethe’s house.
The sun was setting quickly, and by the time the hand holding the knife was losing strength.
Lethe made her way to the bathroom outside her house.

“When I appeared, he looked a little surprised. As if you didn’t expect it.”

You must have been upset
There must have been a man in that stupid bitch’s family.
I jumped right in and stabbed the thing I was holding into her stomach.

“That was the first time I knew. That people die so easily.”

Lethe, feeling weak, lay down on her bed and looked at me with no expression.
It’s just a thought, but maybe she had something to say to me.

But I didn’t really want to hear it.

“I still don’t regret that day.”

I watched him for days who had become so alone.
As a result, the calf howled like a beast for three days, then left after setting up a stone monument in Lethe’s house.
It wasn’t refreshing, so I even felt thrilled.

Well, I also set fire to Lethe’s house and left.

“This is it.”

At the end of the story, Balladur’s lips parted as he closed his eyes for a moment.

“How did you live after that?”

“I do not know. To be honest, my memory isn’t perfect. What I remember is after the fate of the hero was handed down to me.”

At Jurgon’s words, Baladur widened his eyes.

And then, he laughed very vulgarly.

“Kuh, kuh, kuh haha! To think such an idiot was chosen as a hero!”

“… Are you teasing me now?”

“Khehehehe! What if it’s a joke? Hook, what can a bugger like you do to me?”

At those words, Jurgon’s face turned red with rage.

“Ahaha! I have a question for you. Why did you kill Lethe?”

“Didn’t you hear that? … To sum it up, while I was out in the city….”

“I hear you! After stopping by the city, when I returned to the village, I heard that I was holding hands with a man I did not know?”

“…….”

“Yeah, even so, why haven’t you heard of Lethe? Fu-wook, it must have been a problem that could be resolved through dialogue, right?”

“Fuck the bullshit! Conversation? You didn’t see that, so now-“

“Now, look. I was raped by the woman who is my daughter and who will give birth to me. Kufufu, that bitch is said to be a human hero, but was there another hero besides you?”

Yurgon couldn’t say anything at his shocking words.
As he said, it meant that Beatrice was not human.

There,

‘They were planning to have incest?’

But Balladur was excited and continued the story.

“This body isn’t killing you right now, it’s taking you to rare. Of course, you’re going to die in the end.”

“Not! I, I will never beat Beatrice—”

“Don’t ask me again. Why did you kill Lete and not him?”

At those words, I felt that Yurgon’s heart was racing.
He had no answer.

Because Balladur’s words penetrated the essence.

“Were you afraid?”

Wasn’t he confident to beat a man like him?
So, did you think that if she was a delicate human woman, she could easily kill her?

“If it were me, that is. He would have killed the man and got her woman back. I’ll even ask her It won’t be too late to make your choice after that.”

Urgon could not refute his words.
He just put his head on the ground and his body trembled in shame at the fact that he had been ignoring it until now.

“I don’t feel sorry for you at all.”

“Who, that, and that….”

“I can’t sympathize with a scumbag who killed my woman with his own hands, without any excuses.”

Now he looked at Jurgen, as if in disgust.

“I know one thing too. That Beatrice wasn’t raped by the likes of you.”

“De, you can finally talk! Right! Beatrice was definitely in my company, but—”

Yurgon’s words did not follow.
Because Balladur had no interest in talking to bugs.
It’s just one-sided talking.

“Then he must be the same guy you talked about. Hmm, stealing other people’s women and raping a different race.”

“… What?”

Balladur had never seen such a human in all these years.
But, there was only one possibility.

“So, is it not a fake like this, but a ‘real hero’?”

A true warrior, not a bug standing in front of his eyes.

“… What? Real warrior? The hero is me-“

However, Balladur had no intention of sharing his thoughts.
Then, the words Jurgon had longed for came out of Baladur’s mouth.

“Go away.”

But why?

“Stop pretending to be a worthless hero, and get out of here right now. Koo-hoo, disgusting bug.”

Balladur’s words became daggers and pierced Jurgon’s heart.
The relief that he had his life back was overshadowed by shame and anger.

“Imitating a worthless hero… ?”

When Yurgon raised his head after a while, the ancient evil dragon had already left.
Eventually, left alone, he recalled the evil dragon’s words.

“Really… Warrior?”

Cringe

The warrior was himself.
A true hero who has been chosen by the goddess and has the blessing.

“… Don’t be ridiculous! I, I am the real hero, Jurgen Granwald!”

No one can replace this

Jurgen, whose face was distorted like a demon, now he clearly realized what he had to do.
It wasn’t about chasing after Osiel.

“I will definitely kill you… !”

It wasn’t until now, three years later, that Jurgen took revenge on the man who took Lethe.