Chapter 193 – Episode 193. A Series of Unexpected Encounters (2)
Barmash.
Although I had never met him in person, I tended to know more about him than the other executives.
My teacher, the former head of the Anti-Human Alliance, gave a relatively positive evaluation of him.
Just putting everything else aside and leading a savage and reproductive race would be called an unprecedented achievement.
Even if I don’t strike out as an ally, I want to emulate that attitude as the leader of the organization…
That was the evaluation that the person I followed always gave when mentioning Barmash, and that evaluation was also passed on to me, who respected and respected him.
It is for this reason that I proposed negotiations with Barmash, whom I had never met before, while declining to be the leader of the group.
The fact that we didn’t attack immediately means that we won’t be in danger, and in exchange for the corpse of a monster we can’t carry around, we might be able to get something useful for us right away.
“Barmash, you say?”
However, such a cold evaluation was only by those who belonged to the Anti-Human Alliance.
Orcs will be considered more dangerous than monsters by ordinary human beings, and among them, those who competed against the demon lord army at the forefront of the human union will have no choice but to be especially wary of the danger.
“Verdia, I understand how you feel, but please calm down.”
“I know too. But, isn’t he an ordinary Orc, not an officer in the Demon King’s Army?”
Verdia is more vigilant than the other party members.
As much as he had the experience of facing Barmash on the battlefield, it would not be easy to change that attitude.
It wouldn’t be strange if he recognized her right away and tried to cut his throat with the ax in his hand.
“… You are the girl in my memory.”
However, even though Barmash recognized Verdia, he did not show a very violent reaction.
Soon, while Varmash looked at Verdia with his chin on his head, the orcs waiting nearby approached Varmash and asked questions.
“Chwiik. Chief, do you know someone?”
“She’s a woman I’ve only ever faced, but she doesn’t have to be so wary,” She says. It’s just a little difficult to break, but if you do, she’s not a woman you can’t break.”
She’s a woman who can knock her down anytime.
That was the evaluation Barmash gave to Verdia.
Giving such an evaluation to none other than mankind’s strongest warrior was a remark that anyone would consider arrogant, but Verdia, in fact, only showed a resentful expression on her face, and was unable to refute anything else.
She must have realized it all the more since she wasn’t the type to be bluffing. That the person in front of me is stronger than myself.
“Well, bumping like that is only a story when that side starts a fight.”
Even in the face of her ‘weakness’, Varmash only wants to accept her with her generous attitude.
Afterwards, facing his cold eyes, Verdia let out a small sigh as she relaxed from her body.
“Are you really not going to fight? No matter how much I felt my limits in a head-to-head battle with you, I am definitely a member of the hostile forces.”
“Do you think that is important in this plain? This dangerous place, where even the slightest movement depletes your stamina, and you fall prey to predators the moment you are not careful.”
Barmash answered as if it were natural for a question that anyone would naturally think of.
That it wasn’t empty words was a fact that could be known just by the orcs around them being calm.
Due to the warlike nature of Orcs, when it’s time to fight, they’ll immediately draw their weapons and run.
If not, it must mean that they respect the decisions of the chiefs they follow.
“The best way to deal with an enemy is to let go without a fight.”
Barmash stared at Verdia with open eyes.
That gaze is trying to judge the opponent, but there is nothing to be seen in the demeanor.
“I need food to feed my tribe, and you guys seem to need to cross these plains for some reason… If there is no direct grudge, I think it’s better to quietly cooperate in this place, even for the sake of each other’s survival…”
An attitude of calmly accepting both fighting and non-fighting.
Verdia, who was confronting him, soon relaxed from her hand holding his weapon, and bowed her head quietly to him.
“… You have made an excuse.”
The appearance of being polite towards him despite the hostile past.
It was an unthinkable attitude that a human warrior would give to an officer of the Demon King’s army, but Barmash nodded his head and willingly accepted it.
“I understand. If you have something to protect, you shouldn’t be hesitant to draw out your sword.”
Yes, he was truly a gentlemanly being.
Just as it teaches us that an extraordinary aspect compared to other orcs is not limited to appearance.
“… Since you roughly understand our situation, I think we can talk quickly.”
After taking the lead of the party again, I went back to the main topic and had time to organize the story.
“Warchief Barmash. I will make a suggestion out of respect for your generosity. Since we’re handing over the worms we’ve captured, can you please teach us the safe way out of these plains?”
“I, Barmash, am a man who pays the price for what he has received. As long as you give us enough food to feed our tribe, we will pass on the knowledge we have learned from adapting to the plains. Furthermore, I am willing to accept them as guests of the tribe for the time being.”
“A guest… Are we even human?”
“If the language works.”
If you can communicate well, you can build friendly relations even with hostile forces.
Yes, it must be that the anti-human alliance and this guy are the same as the one who fell in love with the demon lords who are hostile to each other.
“By the way, is this all the party?”
“I know it’s a dangerous place, but there’s nothing good about moving loudly, so the fewer the better.”
“Hmm…”
Whatever it was, I asked for cooperation, but I wondered if it would be okay to explain this much, and when I said it, Bar Marsh put his chin on his chin and began to look around at the party members.
Verdia, who was in the lead, and Ymir, who collapsed on the floor in exhaustion. And even Celica holding Heira in her arms.
“… Is it only women with one man?”
His gaze slowly began to turn towards me.
“From my point of view, he doesn’t seem to have much power on that side, but is he really entrusting his protection to the women?”
… Unexpectedly, it suddenly picks up a sore spot.
“Does it look strange?”
“I don’t know what the human position is like, but from our point of view, it can’t help but be considered that way. Because females guard the home and offspring, and males go out hunting are the basics of living things.”
That’s not entirely wrong on the human side, but at least it’s not applicable to a party of warriors where everyone has considerable military power.
See even now Isn’t the especially emotional Ymir frowning as he regards the remark as an insult?
“Hey you pig. Who are you to say that a man is a weakling!?”
“Ymir, calm down. Because I’m fine…”
If you pour cold water on a story that goes well for no reason, this is the one that gets into trouble.
“If you are offended, apologize. A girl who seems to be raising a baby well. Just as humans have their own culture, we also have our own prejudice.”
Even though such a radical attitude might be annoying, Barmash was rather showing a low attitude toward Ymir.
“What? Are you raising the baby well?”
Of course, it might feel unpleasant because of useless sagittarius, but Barmash’s gaze was fixed on Ymir’s chest as if he didn’t understand the reaction yet.
“It’s a compliment meant to mean that you can feed your child to their fullest. I don’t know anything else, but I think it’s okay to be proud of that natural body.”
“…”
Ymir blinked at Barmash’s words and looked down at his chest.
At the moment, I wondered if she was getting angry, but at the end of the silence, what was drawn on her lips was her proud smile.
“Whoop, whoop. Okay? You mean that?”
“… Ymir.”
“Dave, don’t you think this guy knows a little something about what he looks like? I don’t think we’ll lose anything from being close friends from now on~”
It’s serious to me, but it’s a word that would be considered sexual harassment in human particles, but I’m going to take it as a compliment and try to move on.
By the time I was shaking my head, Varmash began to look around at the rest of the party except for Ymir.
“Other than that, there are solid girls, weak-looking girls, and girls who don’t look very conspicuous…”
Yeah, I figured I’d look around without thinking too much about it.
The moment that gaze was fixed on one person, his actions stopped, and soon the sickle color began to harden in an instant.
Heira lying beyond Verdia and Ymir…
The moment he saw Celica watching the situation while holding Heira in her arms to take care of him.
“… For a moment.”
Why did Celica’s mood suddenly change as soon as she saw her?
Could it be that he noticed that Celica was a hero?
No, it won’t be like that.
A hero is an existence that the Demon King’s army also watches over and wants to guarantee their safety.
If the generosity and intelligence he had shown so far wasn’t acting, then even from Barmash’s point of view, a warrior would be something he wants to watch rather than be hostile to.
– Whoa!!
However, the ax in his hand swung as if to break that conviction.
“Serica!!!!”
Verdia, who noticed this before anyone else, rushed in and took her ax from the front.
And ‘Quaang!’
An unbelievable roar of her ax and shield colliding echoed across the scene, and Verdia, pushed by that power, began glaring at Varmash.
“… Barmash.”
In just one room.
In the aftermath alone, regardless of the cracked armor, I straightened my body.
“You just said this. If you don’t have a grudge against each other, it’s good to resolve it through dialogue.”
Having been cooperative until now, she shoots him with a feeling of betrayal that inevitably deepens in her mouth.
“By the way, why did you reach out to our comrades? Could it be that the attitude before was all pretense?”
“That is what this side will do.”
But Barmash was also angry.
He, who had shown consideration until now, muttered lowly as he fixed the heavy bone ax in his hand.
“Here, the Beldus Plain was a place where our tribe had been attacking for several years to settle down. In such a yard, those damn beasts disappeared, and I barely succeeded in creating a village…”
Even if you seem to keep your cool.
A voice that revealed the anger that could not contain the emotions in the end.
“Why did that disgusting calvary year openly set foot on our land?”
“… Galbo year?”
“Do you think I don’t know because I changed my appearance!? Even at this moment, that filthy and disgusting smell unique to the dreamer is coming from that woman you guys are cheap on!!”
The moment when abusive words that were difficult to put into one’s mouth were spat out from the mouth of a leader who was considered intelligent.
It was so sudden and infuriating, but I finally understood what he meant right away.
The word Galbo is appropriate for all dream horses, but I knew the one that was especially suitable for that title.
“It was regrettable that I couldn’t beheaded at the World Tree at that time, but I am very grateful that you came to my feet like this. You fucking galboy… You must have been prepared to step into the grave with your own feet!?”
Fuck.
That damn galbo bitch has already fallen behind, but suddenly grabs the back of the neck and fucks with a story that is going well.
