Chapter 140 – Episode 140. Dave’s White, Gooey Liquid.
“Uh, uh… Boss?”
“Boss, is he dead?”
“Nonsense. This…”
In the chaotic scene, the ripple caused by the death of the head begins to spread quietly.
The throne won after fighting each other in the harsh environment of the wild.
The death of the chieftain, who thought he would reign there forever, came as an outrageous shock to them.
They never dared to think that a race lesser than themselves would defeat the chief.
It was because I came here with a light heart because it was just entertainment on the road made by foolish humans. – Kwadeuk!
However, the battlefield is more heartless than the wild.
Before he could get out of the shock, Bardos stepped on Alakion’s head, which fell to the floor, revealing his presence in front of them.
“I never thought that an officer of the Demon King’s Army would lose his life so pointlessly…”
Red smoke spit out along with bloody laughter.
“Well, it’s a victory for us who survived.”
The beastmen who came to their senses belatedly from that leisurely voice started shouting at him gnashing their teeth.
“This, damn low-class guy… !!”
Haha! Yes, I am a lower class! He’s much weaker than you guys!”
On the contrary, Bardos burst into laughter and prepared to approach them.
Their bodies began to shrink one by one at the thick scent of the chief’s blood on their bodies.
“So, come somewhere to step on me and kill me. Let’s fight each other to death. Ok!?”
“Eh, ugh… !!”
At the threat of Bardos, the beastmen couldn’t show the momentum to run away.
A natural result. Their sense of self-righteousness is only displayed when they have the upper hand as predators.
If they put themselves in the position of the weak, even their well-honed teeth and nails become useless.
They parasitized under the boss to hide such a lack, but what more could they do now that the boss died?
“Eh, run away!!”
“Kiaaaaa!!”
Denial of reality. And threats to life…
Soon, the beasts, unable to withstand the fear that pervaded the group, began to cry and run away.
These are too shabby words to be predators who have risen to the top of the ecosystem. But even after winning the battle, what Verdia felt was anxiety.
‘Even if the group is lost, if we let them run away like this, collateral damage will occur.’
It would not be easy to return to the original territory as the leader was lost.
In fact, as the group disintegrated, hundreds of beastmen spread throughout the human realm, but it is practically impossible to catch them all right away.
If you compete directly, you will have a chance to use strength or strategy to take advantage of it, but your senses as a beast and your physical abilities that transcend humans will be very effective in escaping.
-I think you don’t have to chase after me.
A voice that sounds as if admonishing himself who feels uneasy about him.
As soon as I moved my gaze, I was able to confirm the appearance of Darkan approaching while holding the crystal used for communication.
“Majesty… ?”
-The fear of dealing with the executives has spread, so the disintegrated ones won’t commit any problems right away. Of course, there won’t be any problems once it’s settled to some extent, but wouldn’t that also be a good quest material for adventurers?
As if he had heard the situation from Darkan, Archen spoke freely about his thoughts.
Even with that reasonable opinion, he felt unreasonable, but the problem was that the situation was not suitable for him to move on his own two feet.
After losing their leader, they fell into rags, just as Archen said.
Because he was one of the top 10 strongmen on the continent and a member of the hero’s party, he had to do more important things than deal with the rogue.
Hee hee~!!!
At the moment of conflict with him, the cry of a horse coming from afar.
Looking straight ahead, I saw a large wagon just pulling out of the city.
What greeted her from the top of the carriage was a face very familiar to Verdia.
“Hey rice cake!! I saved the kid, so come out here right now! Let’s jump out quickly before we get caught up in trouble again!”
As one of the people standing there shouted and gestured, the voice again began to leak from the crystal in Dar’Khan’s hand.
-Verdia, as you might have guessed, some of the rebels are currently in a state of collusion with the officers of the Demon King’s Army. Perhaps he heard the news that the hero was active in this city and led the demon king’s army to this place.
“… If we stay here, we might be in danger.”
-Yes, because you are also targeted by the rebels. I prepared the wagon in advance, so leave the adventurers to deal with what happens afterwards, and let Verdia Jane take her party and leave the city. As much as you’ve been busy with many things tonight, don’t you think you need a break?
Could that huge carriage have been prepared in advance by my lord?
I was worried about why his escort knight, Dark Khan, had come here without a word, but Verdia finally nodded in agreement without questioning.
“… For now, I’ll follow through.”
It took a while for the hesitant footsteps to head for the prepared wagon.
Then, noticing the presence of people sitting next to her, her head moved sideways.
The moment Bardos, the man who scared the beastmen, came to my side again as if he had never done that.
“…Are you not running away?”
“Do you want me to run away?”
No way.
It’s not like he was nicknamed ‘renegade’ for nothing after he turned to the dark side.
What’s more, he even kidnapped Celica.
After fighting with himself, he said that he had a change in his heart, but that was only a change in the direction of his desire, and it was not something that could be called regeneration.
I’m sure it will, but…
‘…Darkhan doesn’t pull out his sword.’
A silent knight who faithfully fulfills Archen’s words, does not hostile to him, and is standing quietly with the crystal in his hand.
The fact that she remained calm despite knowing the danger of Bardos would mean that Arhen gave a specific order.
“It seems like His Highness has business with me.”
Bardos also noticed that.
His voice was tired, probably due to the aftereffects of the medicine, but at least he didn’t seem to have any plans to commit any problems right away.
Is it because there is already a physical limit?
Or are you trying to get an opportunity by clinging to the king who is in danger?
“…After getting on the wagon, please calmly get restrained. Let’s talk about it later.”
Of course, a body that cannot be trusted as it has a history of falling into the shadows once.
Bardos shrugged at the voice revealing such caution and stretched out both of his hands.
– Hee hee!
The moment when the arrested renegade climbed into the carriage together with the king’s escort knight.
The roaring horses began to pull the carriage carrying the party out of the chaotic city.
It was the end of a long, long night.
***
About three days have passed since that day.
Suspicious and wary of each other, accidentally meeting each other, kidnapping an important person, intertwining with political issues, and even being attacked by an executive of the Demon King’s Army…
Large-scale events that could not have been thought to have occurred overnight continued, but now, three days later, all of the aftereffects had completely recovered.
Just one person
Except for Celica, who still hasn’t woken up.
“Good morning, Celica.”
The time when the sun slowly rises.
As always, after waking up, I had time to stroke Celica’s face, who was lying on the bed in the carriage.
Even after three days have passed, she still shows no signs of getting better in her mental aftereffects.
Even though my hand touched her skin, she still continued to sleep, breathing only her own.
To the point where I miss the babbling that used to whine like a baby.
“… Celica.”
She assumed that although her mind might not be normal on the first day, she would wake up soon.
Still, she was able to improve her condition while receiving Verdia’s treatment.
However, despite continuing her treatment, she did not wake up on the second day, after which she suffered from anxiety until she fell asleep.
Maybe, this is how you wake up forever. I wonder if the day I will never come face to face with her again, she thinks…
However, even that thought led to her resignation soon after waking up from a sigh.
“… Anyway, it was the journey for that in the first place.”
Yes, what difference does it make if I worry?
Whatever it is, curing her is impossible in the realm of humanity swayed by her rebel forces.
Taking her to the demon lord’s territory, which was her initial purpose, and finding a way to cure her is what I should be aiming for now.
“Then, I’ll be back, Celica.”
After her usual greeting and turning her back on her, she immediately got out of her carriage and prepared to start the day at the tent she had set up the day before.
The work of preparing meals by preparing food stored in the wagon and boiling it in a pot.
Responsible for feeding the entire party would be a chore in itself, but I felt no qualms about doing it anyway.
As of now, three days after that day, I was still a porter belonging to this party and claiming to be a chore.
“Huh…”
As I was preparing breakfast, reflecting on that identity, I heard a lingering yawn.
As I moved my gaze, I saw someone walking out of the carriage.
Ymir. The owner of a superior appearance that cannot be hidden even with a puffy white pajama.
“Good morning, Yumi…”
As soon as her mouth was closed as she was about to say hello to her, she began to look at me with her doubts.
“What’s the matter?”
“… Breasts, breasts.”
“Chest?”
Ymir looked down at my chest with a blank face at my words. Seeing that her nightgown stretched out and exposed her areolas, she slid down her clothes and completely exposed her own breasts.
“… Now here.”
“No, wear it.”
Why are you fucking sucking on her all of a sudden?
“Hee hee, why are you so shy? I’ve already seen everything I couldn’t see.”
“You really…”
Yumir, who giggled and adjusted her clothes, approached the bonfire.
She tried to say something to her, but thought it would be meaningless, so she handed her the plate she had set for herself.
It was at that moment that another party got out of the wagon.
“… Good morning.”
Hey.
A green-haired girl who is much weaker in the morning sunlight than Ymir.
“Oh, good morning, Heira. I made stew, are you going to eat it?”
“Huh…”
Heira gave a short answer and settled down next to Ymir.
Then, with her sleepy eyes clutching her spoon, she began to stare at her stew as if frozen in that state.
Even the eyes that were half-closed just before were clearly opened.
“…”
“… What are you doing?”
“Stew, watching.”
Maybe he’s trying to figure out what ingredients are in it.
Perhaps because it is a long-lived species, the habit of leisurely observing things is still intact.
If left alone, it is obvious that he will be lost in his thoughts until the stew hardens.
“You have to eat before it gets cold. Come on, do it.”
“Oh~”
As soon as she had a drink, Heira opened her mouth and ate it.
Ymir, who was eating stew while watching this, began to make a happy expression.
“Huhu, it’s also cheesy. Dave’s baby is~”
“Stop talking crazy in the morning.”
What kind of crazy things is he talking about with a normal face?
“Is this made from Dave’s baby?”
Why are you listening to it straight away?
“… Hey, what about this Heira misunderstood again because you said useless things.”
“Why is this my fault, man? You shouldn’t have fucked a kid who didn’t even know what a baby would look like if you seduce him.”
“No, why are you betting me again here…”
“Kuhm!”
It’s been awhile since we’ve been arguing like usual. The sound of clearing a cough from the side drew everyone’s attention there.
Verdia.
The current leader of the party, who woke up ahead of us and returned from light morning training in the forest.
“… It looks like all three of them woke up.”
A voice that has a distinctive coolness to it.
Seeing her face blush a little, she seemed to have heard what I said earlier.
“Would you like some, Mr. Verdia?”
In case the atmosphere would become embarrassing for no reason, I served them a bowl of stew right away, and Verdia took it lightly and replied.
“Well, if you made it at best, eating it would be the right thing to do. Let’s eat it with gratitude.”
“The white, sticky liquid that Dave made, please enjoy it.”
“… Ymir, please don’t talk about that to Mr. Verdia.”
No matter how much it is the same party, is the continent’s 10 strongest, isn’t this filthy archmage afraid of the aftermath?
“How are you? I am enjoying myself.”
Ymir shrugged his shoulders and answered.
The word “Enjoyment” Sounded sarcastic, but Verdia’s attention was focused on the stew in her hand, not on Ymir.
“Dave’s homemade, hot stuff, coming into me…”
Damn, it started again.
This damn delusional girl.
