I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party. 120

Chapter 120 – 120 – Disaster Warning

In addition to the party members, the road was by my side, and the feeling that I was safe finally washed over me like a flood, and my whole body was melted.

The flying dragon carriage quickly flew to the guesthouse and landed on the landing pad in the guesthouse courtyard. When I looked out the window, people were gathered and waiting.

Judging by their black hoods and cloaks, they all seem to be Protestants, and the religious leader who arrived ahead of us is also among them.

“Meet His Majesty the Dragon King!”

As soon as the leader’s shout was heard, the fight inside the carriage became more intense.

“See you! How long are you going to spoil me!”

“Sister, I understand, so let go of this for now!”

Rod, who was about to go out and say hello, paused before opening the door and turned to look at me. And smiled slightly.

“Have you gotten it off yet?”

“I’m trying!”

The party members responded in unison. Trying hard to get Monica away from me.

But the sister remained steadfast.

“I’m not sending it.”

I heard you cried a lot the night before because you were worried about me, so it seems like you were really going through a lot of trouble.

He has completely let go of reason, and is biting my cheek and whispering obsessive words.

“Should we just lock them up somewhere? So no one can touch them?”

“Oh, kinda! Sister! I have eyes to see!”

His voice cracks and his purple eyes shine. A scent that tickles the nerves in an erotic way spreads thickly throughout the carriage.

I have a scary feeling. I have a feeling that if I leave it like this, my sister will try to take my pants off in front of everyone.

It’s worse than others because the most calm and peaceful person turns around. With great effort, I pulled the sister’s arm away from her tightened uvula.

“Well, let’s talk about it first, shall we?”

“Don’t let me go.”

“I’m not going anywhere, I’ll just stick next to you so…!”

“Really?”

“I’ll hold hands. I’ll hold hands! People will see. I don’t need to save face!”

The sister, who slowly fell after a fierce struggle, straightened out her tangled clothes and disheveled hair. And she cleared her throat slightly, as if belatedly trying to regain the face of a civilized person.

Hero Isilun, who was struggling with the healer’s stamina, wiped away his sweat and glanced at the two of us somewhat suspiciously.

“Colleague, perhaps?”

“···We weren’t that strict about keeping secrets, were we?”

“Yes.”

“If I lie to this point, it would be like treating my colleagues as assholes. I’ll be honest with you. We…”

“No. As I said, I’m not a fool either, so I know you don’t have to tell me. But the wind, well, it doesn’t look desirable.”

“So it’s not like that…”

“No? You said you would tell me openly? It’s a little disappointing that someone who was confident in front of Lord is belatedly trying to make an excuse to save face.”

The gaze with a bit of contempt is somehow cold. I flinched and cringed at the expression that somehow reminded me of Adamantone, my flesh and blood.

Rod, who had been watching quietly, finally burst out laughing and came forward on my behalf.

“I assure you on my honor that it will be different from what you are thinking.”

“What do you mean…?”

Rod glances at me playfully. As if he were asking my permission before making a bombshell.

···I am even afraid of how people will react if it is rumored that even the Dragon Lord has such a relationship with the porter, Bantai. As expected, there is nothing good about this kind of story if more people know about it…

“Later, Isilun Sunstorm. There are more urgent things to talk about right now.”

Rod, who spoke as if teasing me, subtly hardened his smiling face.

“Especially as a member of the Sunstorm family, you will have to prepare your heart separately.”

The people of Shingyo guided Rod and our group deeper into the courtyard.

And then I found out. What did Lord mean when he told Isilun to prepare his heart?

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There was a time when I hoped and hoped that Adamantone Sunstorm would be fucked.

No. When I say it, it seems like it was so long ago. It was like that until just a few months ago.

‘Please search’. ‘Become a eunuch’. ‘Get chewed like dog gum by a monster, have all your organs explode, and retire.’ ‘I hope that all the hair on the top of the head will be pulled out and it will become a barren land.’

‘At least I’m lying down with the flu, so I hope I don’t have the energy to go all out and be damned to me just for today.’ Looking back, I must have hurled all kinds of curses. But···.

“···Are you sure?”

“At least this knife is solid.”

Isilun bit his lip gently. As he stroked the warrior sword that once belonged to Adamantone.

“Uja’s lighthouse. There’s no way you wouldn’t recognize it.”

It’s the same for us too.

As a former colleague of Adamantone, not only I, but also other party members clearly remember the warrior’s sword that brought down Nidroga.

I saw it bent sideways like a broken farm tool or a broken penis because the blacksmith dragon Aetrion had deliberately beaten it.

As if someone had taken care of it while I wasn’t looking, the blade is still standing almost straight, although not as long as before. But this time, on the contrary, the owner cannot see it at all.

A monster the size of a horse-drawn carriage whose limbs were tied to the rope called the Gyoryongsang that the religious leader used to tie himself up. Lord declared that it was definitely Adamantone.

That piece of meat? Really?

“It looks like a doll made by a two-year-old kneading mud. It’s hard to recognize whose face it is.”

“The analogy is perfect. I feel refreshed inside.”

“···Guys. The family listens.”

When I panicked and tried to stop his colleagues, Ishilun tried to force a smile and nodded towards us. But pretending everything was okay didn’t last long. It’s natural because it can’t be okay.

Although cases of people becoming monsters are often reported to the party alliance, it is rare for such a thing to happen to a hero. Because the body is filled with the blessings of the gods, demonic energy cannot easily invade and mix with the body.

Of course, it is not completely impossible. The sight of the fat and muscles sagging in a mess, perhaps because someone forced the difficult transformation of a hero into a monster, is a cruel sight. So much so that I can’t even think of that arrogant, grumpy delinquent.

They were tied so tightly that blood was flowing from the area where the rope tangled with the leather. Isilun, seeing this, flinched as if tied together. The lips mumble words that cannot be made into sound. ‘I would have been better off dead’.

It’s somehow hard to bear. I carefully raised my hand and spoke.

“···Is there a need to tie her up like that? I mean, she doesn’t seem to have the will to resist…”

“That can’t be possible. This violent monster defeated dozens of Shinism’s elite soldiers just yesterday. Thankfully, if His Majesty the Dragon King had not arrived just in time, several people would have died at its hands.”

The leader shook his head. I kept fiddling with the cigarette pipe in my pocket, unable to bite because it was in front of the road.

“Unlike the rest of the enemies, the reason I captured this person alive was not because I was considerate of the hero who was holding back tears. It was the same reason I captured other monsters with whom I could communicate. If he could talk, he would also have information. “Because you can squeeze it out with your mouth.”

Words that imply torture. Isilun’s eyebrows trembled.

However, he never utters a word in defense of his younger brother, who has been completely ruined. He would have thought it cold if he hadn’t been able to see that expression.

Instead, Eshen and Garam came forward and argued with his father.

“Dad, I didn’t see it that way, but it’s too much. Are you a monster in front of me?”

“I am not trying to appeal to family love or pity, knowing that Adamantone Sunstorm is a villain. But father, there is no need to torment this Westerner named Isilun, is there?”

“I’m fine. I appreciate the favor, but there’s no need for you to speak for me.”

Isilun grabbed Eshen’s shoulder and pulled him towards him. Then he came forward and bowed his head to the religious leader.

“I would like to sincerely apologize on behalf of the Sunstorm family. My younger brother has caused trouble that will be difficult to wash away. However, if you are worried that I might take pity on your blood relative and release the bonds and run away with you, there is no need to worry.”

“Thank you for understanding my warning.”

“Rather, I would like to ask you something. If you are of the opinion that you have heard everything you need to hear from your brother, please let me cut that child’s head.”

The party members’ breathing stopped. Even the religious leader tilted his head to the side as if he was somewhat surprised.

“Why?”

“Sunstorm promised the Lord that Adamantone would be punished. The opinions of the fallen are divided as to whether humanity or honor should take precedence, but I do not place my love for my brother, who almost annihilated my family, above honor. “I don’t plan on doing it.”

While pondering the heavy-sounding words, I unconsciously glanced sideways at Adamantone.

The guy didn’t react. I can’t even tell if I’m sleeping or resigned. Or maybe I lost my ears and couldn’t hear.

While the leader was considering whether to accept those words, Rod intervened between Isilun and the leader.

“It’s okay. Let’s leave personal talk aside.”

“I’m sorry. You found the criminal before us…”

“I said I would definitely put it aside. It would be embarrassing to stay angry at upright people for so long, and I came east because there were more important matters than that. Your strength is needed elsewhere now, Isilun Sunstorm. Actually, everything. We need the power of.”

Rod looked back at the religious leader. Then the religious leader looked resigned, as if he had guessed something.

“I didn’t have time to explain, so I couldn’t even tell you. Let me put it bluntly: a war will begin.”

“If the person who controls royalties speaks of war, it must be something close to a disaster from a microscopic human perspective.”

“A large-scale invasion plan from the demon world is bound to be a disaster for both dragons and humans.”

Even the Protestant people who had been quiet as a stone with their heads down raised their heads in surprise. Rod nodded, looking around his audience.

“Thena Everlight recently scoured the underbelly of the Armatam Empire. ​Joining forces with the Nitro family, which has deep roots in the back world, and Armatam’s special task force.”

Fortunately, TENA completed the work safely and is said to have achieved two achievements.

One was to prevent the bloodshed that almost broke out in the empire. The other is information about what the remaining fragments of the Demon King are aiming for.

“It was only recently caught, but one of the Demon King’s unknown fragments was slowly encroaching on the empire’s drug world. It was targeting the empire’s 500th anniversary celebration, which will be held in about a month.”

“A festival…?”

“It’s like this. When some people with an overly loose and unacceptable mindset go into a dark alley while drunk at a festival and want to create more atmosphere, a human horse comes up to them giggling and presents a bag full of bad substances as usual. .”

···It’s a horse species. Reminds me of Nidroga’s cousin.

For some reason, I don’t think that’s what Rod, who bakes ‘those’ cookies, would say.

“And then they say, ‘Because it’s a special day, a little more special ingredient has been added.’ The already familiar drug spreads among excited people, but instead of making people drowsy or depressed, it turns them into monsters. “It is the seed of demonization.”

Lord pointed to Adamantone. Sister Monica’s mouth dropped open.

“What would have happened if thousands of people who had gone through a painful mutation and become monsters had tried to vent their anger caused by that pain on a crowded crowd? And what if the blades hidden in the chaos had targeted the important figures of the empire who had appeared to help settle things? “Would it have worked?”

“It must have been an unimaginable tragedy.”

“Tena Everlight and the Nitro family have truly accomplished a heroic deed. What is even more impressive is that they have revealed that the massacre that almost happened to the people of the Empire was in fact just a decoy.”

Bait? Something that could have killed tens of thousands of people was just bait?

Rod suddenly lifted his finger and pointed at the sky. And at that moment, the heavy shadows blocking the sun danced past.

We looked up and gaped. There were probably hundreds of dragons flying at once in one direction.

“That’s right. Bait. To keep the dragons’ attention on the West. The true threat will soon appear throughout the East.”

“There are so many dragons in the East…?”

“It’s not just the dragons. Armatam’s army, Mithra’s paladins, and the eastern kingdoms that received our warning will also be running.”

“What kind of crisis is this…?”

“According to what heresy inquisitors from all Western sects have sensed, at least 1,200 demon caves will rise. It’s an all-out war.”