Chapter 21 – Adventurer’s Private Education for Her -6-
One step up the stairs – Leaning on the poor handrail, I glance down.
Even at first glance, the road leading from the entrance is narrow.
At the end of the tunnel-like path, there is a dark wooden door, and a person is sitting on a chair in front of it.
‘It’s too narrow to wield a Warhammer, and if I wield it randomly with mana, I think the road will collapse-‘
First of all, I stop Ricke, who is sneaking up behind me, with a hand signal.
I changed my weapon and carefully headed for the entrance while holding my breath.
At this level, wouldn’t Rike think that I have a skill to change the shape of a weapon or a skill to store it?
Sussuk-
She ran as if she were slipping away from the man who was preoccupied with taking care of his nails and killing his presence as much as possible.
“…!”
One turn to the front.
The moment I make eye contact with the man sitting at the entrance blankly, I twist his mouth and push him against the wall.
Hooked!
After driving the awl in one hand into my temple and confirming that the pupil was dilated, I relaxed my hand.
I put the corpse, which had slid down the wall, on my feet and looked at the path I had run until Rike came.
As long as Nema Natas is a group seeking sacrifice and power, warlocks are not alone.
She now has two daggers hanging from her belt.
I took out the two daggers that had lost their owners and put the awl in my inventory.
With her hand, she moves Rike away from the front of her door and lightly presses on her doorknob.
Hey hey hey-
Slowly push the unlocked door with your foot to open it.
At the same time, the gaze moves quickly.
A five-on-five man at a table facing each other.
Another woman with a bottle of wine on her hips on a table.
The bald guy reading a book with his chin resting in the corner is the last one.
They were peaceful, unaware of what was happening outside.
Now, the sound of the door is focused on the sound of the door without any hostility.
[ Bullseye ]
A skill that increases the accuracy of throwing weapons.
The skill or supernatural power that drifts at the fingertips guides the trajectory of both hands.
Pak! Pak!
At the same time as the blood splashed from the two daggers on the table, he threw himself into the corner.
“What are you doing…!”
With a shocked look on his face, he kicks the bald man’s neck as he tries to stand up.
[ Kyoryong Pavilion ]
Quadduk-!
“Knock-!!”
The bald head’s neck was torn as if it had been bitten by a ferocious beast.
Gyoryonggak uses mana to express the dragon’s biting motion and consciousness, creating scars that are hard to believe that humans made with one foot.
A skill that is popular in the game because it has a high probability of being accompanied by a serious status abnormality called bleeding.
There is nothing like this when dealing with humanoids.
“Come in”
Rike, who had been waiting outside unseen, enters while looking around.
Take a quick look around the room with me.
There might be a trap for her, so I open it first and she checks it with her eyes once in a while.
‘Isn’t there a warlock in the branch?’
The book the bald head was reading was about horseback riding, not black magic.
The alcohol they drank at the table was also cheap, and they were also low-level people… There are no valuable data.
–
Right next door there.
When I open the door, it is a strange room that is once again blocked by a curtain.
“····”
Dozens of people, from grown-up adults to children, are crammed into a small room.
He breathes and blinks, but his pupils are dilated and he is staring blankly at the ceiling while saliva drips from his open mouth.
It’s a situation I’ve seen many times, but Rike might be terrified of this incomprehensible situation.
“These people…”
“It’s prepared to be used as a sacrifice. As long as it’s alive, it has the same value as a sacrifice. If you don’t want to cause trouble while moving, it’s better to be an idiot with a broken mind.”
“····”
“To put it bluntly, there’s nothing we can do about it. If there was a living warlock nearby, I would have sorted it all out.”
“… You’re right, adventurer.”
“Once we clear this place, the church will come and clean up the place. Let’s go.”
*****
The reason Crivento survived from the start as a mercenary rather than an adventurer until now when he became an executive of Nema Natas is not because he is strong.
Of course, he has skills equal to his position and career, but his weapon is bigger than that.
He has an unusually good sense of humor.
He had been avoiding the risk of dying from a single cut all his life, and there were clear signs this morning.
Rarely, I had nightmares and woke up several times at dawn.
Has it become dull after becoming an executive at Nema Natas and sitting comfortably as a branch manager?
The sin of ignoring the signal was great.
‘Fuck you’
He naturally goes to his mustache, which he has grown painstakingly for a long time.
My stomach hurts from anxiety.
The life of a mercenary who has spent more than half of his life is basic and essential.
The most important thing to survive is not strong military power, but the ability to judge the opponent.
If the basics are not followed, one cannot survive a single day in the world of undisciplined mercenaries.
Crivento was more confident about that than anyone else.
That’s why he opened the door and saw the opponent who came in and despaired.
“Right! I remembered. This is the last time.”
He couldn’t believe his eyes the moment he saw the man in the robe coming in with an incomprehensible sound.
The eyes he was looking at seemed to be stained with blood.
I wonder if this is the same person I am now.
“I couldn’t even hear it… Are all of our men dead?”
“Are you curious? Ask me when I meet you in the sky”
Booung-!
The intruder threw the warhammer he was holding in his hand.
Crivento, who jumped up from his desk and tried to avoid it, stopped him.
The trajectory of Warhammer’s flight was not towards him.
‘No way…No!’
Thud!
Excellent sorghum
The robed man collapsed the narrow doorway behind Crivento.
Crivento looked at the collapsed doorway in vain, then looked back at him and saw that he already had a knife in his hand.
He looked around him as if looking for someone.
“I don’t know who you’re looking for, but if it’s not me, can you help me?”
He, who is not a black magician, has no loyalty to Nema Natas.
If you can survive, you can sell everything you own.
The pursuit of Nemanatas due to betrayal is another issue.
First of all, now is important.
Haha- I almost nodded my head because I was too confident to ask for help.”
“Then even on the knees…”
“For a moment-“
After saying something outside the door, a figure wearing a robe entered the room.
‘The power gap is so great, but they’re going together… What kind of relationship are they?’
After a short conversation between the robes, a man with a sword came forward.
“I’m going to ask you a question from now on. It’s okay to lie, but it won’t look good if you do.”
“If I answer the question, will it save me?”
“Now, first question.”
“…”
In a situation where the words of saving him were not even a lie, Crivento’s heart beat wildly.
Even he, who has a good poker face, can’t completely hide his emotions in this situation.
Because I know the type of person I am facing right now.
“Is Hell Broome in this branch?”
“That damned raccoon… Did he have an accident in the end?”
“Answer the question first”
“He’s not here… I know where he is now, so why don’t we make a deal?”
Crivento found the only way out, so he threw the odds.
The two of them have nothing to do with each other and have no one-on-one relationship.
To be honest, I think the old man did the accident, but I didn’t like this picture of him being retaliated against.
“Did you go to the port city?”
“Wrong. A place you will never know. So why don’t we talk?”
Fortunately, the two do not know where Hell Broom has gone.
Crivento fiddled with his mustache and somehow caught his heart.
‘Please answer me!’
In fact, even if the correct answer comes out, it must be said that it is wrong from Crivento’s point of view.
What was driving me crazy was the attitude of the man who was neatly ignoring the offer to make a deal.
He was completely determined to kill himself. Just thinking about it makes my stomach ache from stress.
I thought it was the beginning of happiness after suffering in life!
It’s a comfortable thing to sit back and hand over to the stupid humans when the black magician comes.
It was enough for him to come out and sit as his men took the initiative and did all the dirty work.
Crivento tapped the palm of his sword with his knife, waiting patiently for the troubled man’s mouth to open.
“If it’s not a port city… Is it an incinerator?”
“Ha–Wrong. Nema Natas’ secrecy is such that even I, a high-ranking official, fear it. I guarantee that no one will know the path to Hell Broom if it is not me.”
Crivento calmed his pounding heart.
He managed to keep his tone as usual, but inside his head he was clutching his stomach and screaming.
Because Hellbroom actually went to the incineration plant.
‘How did you know about the incineration plant? Is there a traitor in Nema Natas…’
I was worried about which branch to send the bomb to.
You have to quickly choose a person who can face that monster and kill it.
“Yes?”
In-young, who was standing still behind him, pulled on the man’s robe.
And again, the two of them start talking about themselves.
‘If I just leave like this…’
After a while, as if the story had ended, a man approached me.
“Hey-“
“…Tell me”
The corners of the man’s mouth, visible inside the robe, went up.
It was a creepy smile.
“It’s an incineration plant, right?”
