I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party. 184

Chapter 184 – 184 – Excuse Me, Please Lend Me Just One Room.

After a short meeting, we reached a conclusion surprisingly easily.

That we don’t know anything.

“Even if you want to come up with a strategy, you don’t need to know anything to plan it. Just as you need to understand the terrain to set up an ambush, and you need to understand the sea to engage in combat.”

After me and Eshen, this time Morgan stood on the speaker’s rock.

“Does anyone here know how to separate a god written on a person’s body from a person?”

“Hit me until it leaves my body?”

Everyone turned to Eshen.

Eshen seems to have felt aggrieved. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Garam.

Garam is looking at the sky without knowing. Morgan shook his head with a bitter expression.

“You don’t have to know. Let’s forgive each other for our ignorance at this moment. This isn’t something that can just pop out like a cooking recipe, right? Before setting up a plan, we need two pieces of information. One is that Danar’s actions will be even stronger. “It is a way to break through the border and secure the Tena party leader, and secondly, it is a way to save the Tena party leader’s soul from Mithra, who is in fact the most powerful god in our world.”

“It’s very strange that they keep calling me the party leader.”

“···That’s how it should be. Your party is too liberal.”

Rescue Thena’s body from Danar. And rescue Thena’s soul from Mithra.

The former is difficult. The party members’ kidnapping of Danar and Lord’s infiltration of the Amethyst Palace would have been relatively easy since they were not notified in advance.

But Danar now knows that there is a hostile intruder within the kingdom. And he is the owner of one of the four great powers.

In addition to its enormous military power, it has an archmage mother who can issue an extermination order against the Lord. Evenna.

In some cases, it might be easier to take off the underwear of the Emperor of the Armatam Empire.

And I don’t even know if the latter is possible. In the first place, I didn’t even know that God could descend into a human body.

If they are in distress, you can search and find them, and if they are imprisoned, you can open the door and get them out. But what if you have God in your body? How on earth can I help you with that?

Among us, the two people who are closer to theologians, Sister Monica and Florica, are discussing it together. It is beautiful to see them overcome the wall of religious conflict and come together, but no clear solution seems to be coming to mind.

“About that.”

As Lilith spoke, raising her hand, Morgan looked helpless again.

“Why again?”

“The Goddess Ishtar is calling, master. She says she has something to report and deliver to her Grand Warrior. It will be of great help.”

“Ah. That’s right. I had a chance to network. Tan? Can you take care of the spiritual part?”

“···If you ask me if I can solve it, what do I need to know? I’ll see you and talk to you.”

When I spit out the words, I feel dizzy for some reason.

When was the last time I saw Him ‘in person’? What immediately comes to mind is when I performed a passionate ceremony while wandering around the grave in Visserk. And when he was dying in Hwanhwagok, wandering around the edge of death…

Damn it, if you think about it, there was only a moment before death.

However, before I could quickly change my words, the party members nodded and reached a conclusion.

“Okay. Then let’s leave the theology part to Tan.”

“Now, wait a minute-“

“If we think about it among ourselves, we can’t come to a conclusion, so we should ask God. Let’s think about how to break through Danar’s army.”

“If you set fire to the forest, it would be a disaster.”

“···What are you talking about?”

“If tens of thousands of people are busy working on extinguishing the fire and the fire is so loud… Why are you doing that, yes? I’m not asking for an emotional fight while my friend is being held captive. I’m just coming up with a clever plan from a position of military education. “

Lennie said scary things without even smiling. She then neatly turned away from Nenya’s disgusted glare.

Eshen looked disgusted by her cruelty, but she soon seemed to like the idea and fell into deep thought.

“Guys, gather around for a moment.”

“···No, let’s not advance that story. I’m sure Lennie didn’t mean it seriously either.”

“Why do you think not? Think about it. Even when it snows like this, the twigs are crumbly and the tree bark is dry…”

If they are not careful, they have become a group of criminals. Fortunately, before Eshen and the party members could find their inner arsonist, the Lord intervened, waving his hand.

“You’re not going to tell me to start that fire, are you?”

“Huh? Are you doing it?”

“···That’s not a good idea. It sounds like you’re trying to blow up the city of Armattam to divert the attention of the Armattam army. Is your goal to turn all of the Great Elan people into enemies, or is it the Thena Everlight? Is this stealing?”

“If you want to turn all of Elan into enemies in order to steal TENA Everlight, I can do it. We are friends.”

Eshen said something that sounded touching. It almost makes me want to pat myself on the back…

“If all of my colleagues were involved in arson and murder and ended up running away, wouldn’t it be a nuisance to Thena even if they were rescued safely?”

“I’m not saying to set it on fire, but rather to keep in mind the worst possible means. I’m not talking about setting fire on the heads of the elves, but in a quiet place with no one around…”

“···Are you a member of the warrior party?”

Nenya gritted her teeth and calmly explained to Eshen, who seemed to be seriously into something illegal.

There is no such thing as a ‘secluded forest without elves’ in Elan. This forest is closely connected to that forest, so if a fire breaks out, people will die in droves.

As public opinion quickly turned, Eschen abandoned the arson theory. I had to stop Nenya because she couldn’t hide her slight but disappointed expression.

“You come here, you cheap bitch-“

“···Nenya, calm down first! Someone please tear down that vine that is choking Eshen!”

“Aaaaah, damn it… Someone gave that thug his magic powers back!”

“It’s a hit. Pervert bastard, you can’t stand it anymore and you make fun of your waist again…”

“I don’t think I meant to do that.”

“Then it’s more serious.”

“···Stop talking about me and tear off that vine that’s crawling down Eshen’s throat!”

In the end, violence broke out before he could save his friend. The scene where Vice-Captain Nenya, whose role was usually to complement the wisdom of his colleagues, lost his mind, was even heartbreaking.

Rod, who had been silently enduring our noisy behavior, eventually sighed deeply. Then he snapped his fingers, attracted the attention of those still listening, and spoke.

“Thank goodness. If your goal is not to start a war but to steal TENA… I know a way to secure the attention of the Great Elan without starting a fire.”

———–

As I crossed the hill along the road, I saw a small house.

In fact, it is a tree that looks more like a house than a house. On top of the branches and leaves that grow like a round wall, there is a nameplate in Elan. ‘Living in Skirnir’.

It is not a nuance that signals ownership. It feels like they thought the roof was firewood and hung it up out of fear that it would be axed.

“Compared to this, the Amethyst Palace, which was richly decorated inside, almost looks like a naturalist’s imitation. It looks so elf-like from a fairy tale that it’s embarrassing.”

“This is called an empty remote island.”

Nenya smiled proudly and showed off. From an elf’s perspective, being indistinguishable from nature is a proud lifestyle.

Meanwhile, around the home of Mr. Skirnir, who is enjoying the remote island of Anbin, a large army of elves that do not fit the size of the house are lined up.

The weapons of the spear troops rise fiercely between the tree branches, making it look like a forest within a forest. The helmet with sprouted horns that looks like a forest ghost is also scary.

However, their attitude towards us is not aggressive. Instead of pointing their weapons at our group led by the Lord, they are showing respect by holding their spears close to their chests as if they are at a military parade.

According to Morgan, who had been looking around with a telescope for a while, it seemed like they were already watching us from a very far away.

Rod confidently walked through the gap in the group, dragging us hesitantly with him, and smiled brightly at the landlord who came to meet us at the door.

His grandfather, with a full beard like a wizard from a fairy tale, was kneeling on one knee.

“It’s a shame that I don’t have to knock anymore. It’s nice to hear a refreshing sound when you knock on Mr. Skirnir’s door.”

“It was better for me. For some reason, I didn’t feel like going to work at the barracks today, so it seems that it was a day when guests were coming. A lowly forest keeper meets the owner of all dragons.”

The moment the humble word ‘lowly’ came out, the elf soldiers glanced at the old man as if it were no surprise.

The place he lives may be frugal, but judging from his reaction, he doesn’t seem like a lowly person at all.

“It’s nice to see you again, Forest Keeper Skirnir. There’s no need to kiss the back of your hand. Let’s get to the point quickly. How much do you know about the current situation?”

“···When we saw the Lord flying over our forest, we put the whole country on alert. And only a little while ago, we heard the full story from our subordinates who had taken refuge in the palace. In an attempt to monopolize the castle, the corpse “I guess I’ve lived too long, even with Evenna walking around the palace as a woman.”

“You know enough. Will you cooperate with us?”

“As a protector of a country, it is unthinkable that I would welcome a trespasser, but I cooperated. What should I do with this idiot, Danar? I should have beaten him and turned him into an idiot to prevent him from ascending to the throne…”

Not only does he have a long beard, but his long ears flutter through the white hair.

Is there anything more surprising than the explosive statement that Danar could have been made non-king if he had wanted to?

There is. The elf’s ears are on the old man. Morgan, with a sour face, whispered to Nenya.

“The elf…Grandfather…Does he get old?”
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“… Try living as a general in a country with a conscription system. How can you not get old after spending a thousand years taking care of innocent people who are hundreds of years old, like changing poopy diapers? If you were human, you would have gone into a coffin due to acute aging after three years. “I guess.”

I whispered to Nenya, but Grandfather Skirnir, who has good ears, heard it like a ghost and pointedly responded to her Morgan.

I know you are sensitive to the word old, but I wonder what the rest means. While Morgan was confused and mumbled that he was sorry, Nenya quickly informed him.

“The elven forest keeper is a general in human society. He is one of the busiest people in Elan, where most members live leisurely lives. He manages the king’s army, which numbers tens of thousands of people.”
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That means that if Eshen set fire to the forest, he would show up with a spear and sword.

I turned around without thinking, and Garam glanced at Eshen as if he had the same thought. Eshen hurriedly grabbed his brother’s head and turned him to face him.

In the background, Florica can be heard whispering to Lenny.

“Then, Dragon Lord, have you come to the leadership of the Elan military organization on your own accord?”

“I guess so. Or are you here to sell us out?”

After Florica is silent for a while, as if frightened, Leni sighs at her.

“If he had no intention of cooperating with Lord, would he have let the world’s most powerful creature come to his face? He would have either run away or fought back.”

“Ah.”

“Although he is a high-ranking member of the Elan, Forest Keeper Skirnir is a representative moderate when it comes to policies against humanity. He is also a hero who participated in the hunt for the ancient Demon God. If he had not become a pressure to suppress extreme tribalists, the Great War would have been great. “There would have been a war, not a conflict, between the Elan and the Lesser Elan.”

“While I was preventing the war, the kids on your side were trying to start a war. It’s really inconvenient to see everyone whispering within earshot.”

The old elf said with pride. Then he turned his head back to Rod and changed his kneeling position.

The Forest Keeper of Skirnir sat on two knees instead of one. The sounds of the elf soldiers groaning were heard.

“Just as not all elves agree with the discrimination against mixed-race descendants, there will be many among the leaders of the elves who do not agree with King Danar’s plot. Now that an abnormal situation has occurred where monsters are rampant around the World Temple, such a plot is revealed. “Isn’t that too much of a risk?”

“At other times, there would have been an armed conflict with other kingdoms trying to stop this, but as the king of Greater Elan, in this situation, he might have shown his true colors. As everyone’s attention was focused on the demon god who was about to jump out, he pushed ahead with the matter. “If so, who can respond properly?”

“I am not talking about the enemy outside. Danar must worry about the internal enemy first. There is no other reason why Danar has been king all this time. The Elan clan that persecuted our hero Evenna for marrying a human. “Isn’t there a reason why those in power tolerated King Danar’s existence? It was simply because he was a harmless king.”

A harmless king. He is a gray area character who cannot harm anyone.

Sounds similar to an incompetent king.

“That’s a sad assessment.”

“At the time, I thought it was better. He was in a position where he couldn’t move, so he was safe, so if he had just stayed there, his life would have been safe.”

The explanation that followed was a little shocking.

Danar appears to have spent most of his life under threat of death for hundreds of years before his accession to the throne. That’s because he was one of the first generation human mixed breeds.

It seems that only after he became the ostensible leader in charge of diplomacy with the kings of the outside world did the pressure stop, as he was left alone because he had a role for Elan society.

It’s no wonder his temperament is so twisted. It was enough for my complex to explode in an ugly way.

From my perspective as a human being, this is a story that makes me shiver, but when I think about what Nenya said earlier, I understand. ‘You married a dog and gave birth to a half-human, half-dog? He’s the demon hunting hero and all, and he’ll be banished!’

The reason Lennie is sensitive to being treated like a so-called puppy may also be related to this context.

“Looking back, I should have stopped him. It may have been normal for an elf with such an easy-going and quiet personality to be ruined by putting him at the center of a political vortex. In return for repaying the debt I owed to Evenna, I agreed to the throne and ended up in this situation. “The responsibility is also great, so please do me a favor, Lord.”

The forest guard pulled out his dagger.

The moment the combatants in our party were shocked, the Lord had already made his move. The forest keeper, holding his arms tightly, looked at Rod with stern eyes.

But the sword is not aimed at the rod. What was grabbed to cut off was Skirnir’s own eyelid.

The elves who appear to be his staff are startled, and Nenya urgently steps forward and shouts.

“Forest keeper!”

“I don’t know what you want from me, but there’s no need to hurt yourself before you ask, Skirnir.”

“I’m about to ask you a shameless favor, and an eyeball would be worth more than your arrogance. Please spare Danar. After all of this is over, you can be brought before the court, so please just allow me to come to his defense.”

“I will join the rebellion, but please spare the king. I can guess the reason, but shall we listen anyway?”

“I remember Evenna’s sadness. I remember the tears of a mother who felt endlessly sorry for her son who was born into an unwanted world and suffered, and the screams of a woman who saved the world but was unable to protect any love in her life. That person is me, Danar. “I designated him as my godfather and asked him to protect me no matter what.”

It’s a truly heartbreaking story, but it doesn’t touch my heart. The reason is clear.

The life and death of the Danar chick is none of my business right now. The same goes for the rumors about Elan’s race. Honestly, wouldn’t it be okay to listen to such a dull story after it’s all over?

One o’clock is urgent. Thena is probably dealing with God alone right now. I must see her god to find out her methodology to defeat him and save Thena.

I bit my lip and shook my head. Rod, who was looking back at me, nodded, saying he understood with the look of his mouth.

“Some of us should regard the infinite grace of the person who ended the tyranny of demons, and the patience of the person who did not end the Great Elan even after receiving such treatment, as a debt and deserve to repay it indefinitely. So, I ask you earnestly. Please-“

“That’s it. I understand your good intentions, but now is not the time to decide whether someone lives or dies. The life or death of the world is about to be determined. I promise to do my best, so will you lend me your army?”
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The old elf with red eyes nodded. Lord said while looking towards the house.

“I have another favor to ask, a little smaller than that. There is a party member with a unique religion.”

Sister Monica quickly took a step forward. I followed, staggering around like a brand hanging on a prize doll.

This is because the sister’s little finger is gently wrapped around my little finger.

“Could you please lend me a room that can be used as a chapel so that we can quietly pray?”

———–

“I wish it were like this…”

“The sooner you do that, the better.”

Unlike the time of Bisserk, high-quality scented candles were available.

It was common to use candles as a medium of faith, so the elves who lent their stockpiled inventory did not think it strange.

However, even the elves thought it was very strange to spread a camping sleeping mat in the guest room and place scented candles around it.

‘Aha. I heard that there are some religions that tie priests to their beds to prevent them from going crazy when listening to oracles. Is it something like that? ‘It seems like you have quite wild beliefs, don’t you?’

It was about half right. It is not a wild faith. I still feel dizzy when I think about the time I almost died in Vysserk.

As if there was no time to waste, the sister took off her clothes and threw them away. A cool and efficient attitude that doesn’t even think about taking the time to set the mood. However, the refreshing and huge movement of the shadow beyond the collar is always moving.

It would have been more touching if it weren’t for the impatience and annoyance in a corner of my heart that it wasn’t the time to enjoy such things. Doesn’t he look like an idiot in a game where every minute and second is wasted? I can’t believe I’m enjoying myself while Thena suffers.

I can only endure it because it is necessary for the ceremony of going to see him.

“The world is so cold and sad. It would be nice if we could just have fun.”

The sister, who revealed her naked body, suddenly spoke as if she was filled with sorrow.

“Whether it lasts a hundred years or 10,000 years, it is just one life in which we all live and die, so how good would it be if only things were harmonious and enjoyable. Instead of being heavy in silence, we would make a fuss, instead of scolding and punishing, we would mix in with the commotion, and instead of harming and hating each other, Laughing and loving…”

“But in the meantime, someone has to do something. Let’s hurry, sister.”

“Yes. Unfortunately, we also don’t have time to relax and enjoy life.”

‘Blessing of secrecy’. A pink fog that clouds the mind spreads throughout the room. Just like in Bisserk, the sweet smell that penetrates even the scent of scented candles penetrates the brain. Is this what insects attracted by the scent of the Venus flytrap feel like?

The hunter’s eyes look at me. Red horns sprout from between hair as black as the night sky.

The long tail wraps around my naked body as if trying to pull me in.

However, it is just an expression of longing. Before that, I came first and pushed the sister down.

My heart feels like it’s going to explode with so much affection, and it feels like fireworks are exploding wherever our skin touches. However, the reason we rush to overlap each other is not because we love each other.

After sharing a passionate kiss, the sister grabbed my cheek and pushed me away.

“Don’t forget what you have to do.”

“I know. We have to save Thena.”

“That’s right. So ask properly, from beginning to end, and then come back.”

Before immersing herself in the passion she had been thirsting for for so long, the sister whispered in a voice that threatened to break her senses.

“A way to save our friends from the irrational power that brought destruction to our church, something that even the Goddess Ishtar could not oppose.”

I nodded and the ritual began. The sister, who threw away the reins and showed her true colors, dragged my body into the swamp of addiction.

Each other’s sweat wets each other’s bodies. The sister’s head falls back and her nails dig into her shoulders.

From what moment? Something dangerous is visible beyond consciousness. The images of ancient rituals that were lost in the fire of Mithras in the distant past. A decadence and debauchery that cannot be expressed in the word obscenity, embodied by the old pleasure evangelists.

The dizzying joy that soaks her veins and suffocates her is recreated through the body of the last shaman.

My distant mind led me to the other side.