I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 201

201. Is it rest or laziness? Or else… (3)

“Isn’t it too much for you to do? We fed him, put him to sleep, and taught him! “You ungrateful…!”

“Master was the one who fed me and put me to sleep. “It was the Master who gave me the opportunity to receive teachings.”

“Anyway, we were the ones who taught it directly!”

“I appreciate that. But my owner is the Master.”

The stiff-necked people just gape as if they have nothing to say, and are eventually pushed out helplessly.

Before the crazy dogs were chased out of the room and the door was completely closed, one person seemed to remember something and shouted urgently through the crack in the door.

“Leader! “You can’t just do medicine without us!”

“….”

As expected, this situation happened because of the medicine.

Worry is admirable, but… Apart from that, Dan coldly closed the door and turned around. Deon Hardt, who had suddenly become lethargic as if he had just run amok with a dagger, was crawling into bed.

As I was looking at that, I felt irritated for no reason.

“…How long are you going to be like this?”

A slightly cold voice came out.

Deon, lying on the bed, turns his head and looks at Dan. The mysterious red eyes repeatedly disappeared and appeared through the languidly blinking eyelids.

I took the steps I had stopped and approached him.

“Just looking at your attitude, it seems like you’ve achieved your goal.”

“….”

“It’s okay for you to hang out like this in front of me, but it’s problematic if you hang out so much that outsiders notice.”

What I see is okay. As long as I keep my mouth shut, there will be no problem.

However, it would be difficult for others to see issues that could be a weakness like the one we are currently experiencing.

I stretched out my hand. I feel a lower-than-average body temperature at my fingertips, and soon my entire palm is filled with someone else’s lukewarm body temperature.

Is it because he knows that he has no intention to kill, or is it simply because he is confident that he will not die? The disaster before my eyes obediently surrendered its head without a single protest.

“Do you know that?”

He put a little pressure on his hand as if threatening.

“This attitude of yours irritates me. “If this goes any further, it will turn into hatred.”

“….”

“I endured a lot. “This is enough, so take it in moderation.”

He slowly released his hand and stepped back.

Deon, who was watching Dan roll his eyes and walk away, slowly opened his mouth. A calm voice asked an unexpected question.

“How is the situation in the human world?”

“….”

“I bet you went to the human world while I was taking a break. Even small things are good, so tell me. how was it?”

“…the top of the low fell was completely destroyed. “I heard that everyone in that family suffered a tragedy.”

As rumored, they said it was a disaster, but Dan knew. Deon Hart probably knew it as soon as he heard it.

That’s what Stigma Primiro did. Anyone who handles information can’t possibly not know. How must it have felt to be killed by an illegitimate child whom one regarded as insignificant?

It’s not something you make like that carelessly. Who knows what the other person will be like in the future?

‘It’s not what I want to do.’

Right now, Deon Hart is in a situation where he is wondering whether or not he will make an enemy with his current actions.

Dan clicked his tongue and focused again on Deon, who continued speaking.

“Now that the rivalry has collapsed, your company must have formed a complete monopoly.”

“There are some minor flaws… but for now, I can see it as that.”

“Then that’s enough. “Make sure to keep it that way.”

“….”

Dan stopped and looked at Deon. The red eyes that meet the shaking pupils are drowsily curved. In contrast, an unusually clear voice filled the room.

“Did you say that just by looking at your attitude, you feel like you’ve achieved your goal?”

“….”

“That can’t be possible.”

That can never happen.

I’m not tired. Even if I want to get tired, I can’t because I still have a long way to go to do that.

“Just waiting.”

I hope that the Demon King will make some move when he hears about my condition.

May you consume more magical power in the process.

Even if you don’t have to use up magical power, you have nothing to lose because you can fight while resting. and.

Deon got up like lightning and immediately grabbed Dan by the neck and pushed him away. As if he was retaliating for what had happened to me, he spoke by squeezing my neck slightly and putting pressure on it, just enough to not suffocate.

“You endured a lot? Too bad. “I guess I’ll have to endure it a little longer.”

“…haha.”

Added pressure with a warning not to climb.

I was worried for no reason. Dan raised his hands in obedience. A smile that could not be hidden appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“If that’s the reason, it’s fine.”

***

There is no monarch who would stand by and watch someone as powerful as the general commander sit idle for two weeks. In the end, the Demon King called Deonhart.

‘It took longer than I thought.’

I endured it for as long as 2 weeks.

Is this the first time we are meeting face to face since returning to the Demon King’s Castle? What should I say? Deon faintly raised the corners of his mouth as he crossed the hallway toward the Demon King’s office.

smart.

“come in.”

As soon as permission was given, I opened the door and went in and stood in front of the desk where the demon king was. It’s been a while since my office was the same as before, so there was no need to look around again.

The Demon King, who was sitting in front of his desk, clinking his pen, raises his head and looks at Deon. The first words flowed out, which I couldn’t believe were being addressed to a person who watched and skipped whatever he wanted, locked himself in his room, and let go of everything.

“I’m here?”

Should I say it was as expected or unexpected? It was a simple and clean voice that did not even show irritation, let alone anger.

Of course, that thought was overturned by the remarks that soon followed.

“Maybe it’s because you became a warrior, so it’s hard to see your face.”

“….”

“What should I do? You are a noble warrior. yes?”

Ah, this is a little unexpected. I never thought it was sarcasm and not anger.

Deon opened his mouth hesitantly.

“You didn’t call me.”

“That’s right.”

Even though it was a lame excuse, the Demon King obediently accepted and pointed to a sofa on one side with the tip of his pen. A voice so soft that Deon, who was a little nervous, was embarrassed.

“I still have work to do, so I’ll wait a bit.”

You always wait when you call someone. Could this be revenge?

As I was told, I sat down on the sofa and watched the demon king process the documents. As soon as I saw that face, I was worried that he might have murderous intent, but maybe it’s because it doesn’t feel realistic, but it’s better than I thought.

‘I’ve never seen that before.’

Deon never saw me working, because he always stopped his paperwork to deal with me when I visited.

Because of this, even though I had the opportunity to observe it leisurely, I couldn’t find out much, but I do know that the amount of documents has increased significantly compared to before.

This is probably because there are more things to worry about as the war progresses.

‘…I’m sleepy.’

I rubbed my stuffy eyes.

It seems that my body has adapted to this position as it continues to stretch. It is absolutely not a mental issue.

‘How long has it been since I woke up?’

I’m really sleepy. To the point where I felt like I was going to fall asleep like this.

I don’t want to sleep here because I get nightmares when I sleep anywhere other than my room, but when are you going to finish the paperwork and deal with me?

Deon was convinced as he ate the snacks on the table to catch up on sleep. It’s clear this is revenge.

And slept.

Deon suddenly opened his eyes and reflexively grabbed the hand extended to me and blinked blankly. I have no idea when I actually fell asleep.

Although I was embarrassed, I felt an incomprehensible compulsion to say something, so I raised my head and opened my mouth a beat late.

“…What is it?”

“I feel like I’m having a nightmare.”

“ah.”

weird. I don’t remember having any nightmares.

Rather, I slept soundly as if I had slept in my room. Or maybe even more than that…

“I guess you’re ready to talk now, right?”

“…I was already ready to talk.”

Now is not the time to focus on such trivial things. I shook off my thoughts and got up from not knowing when I had been lying down. Suddenly, the blanket on top fell off.

‘…blanket?’

The Demon King grins as his gaze falls on me.

Deon, who was looking at the blanket and the demon king alternately, decided to skip over the trivial things this time.

“Demon King, do you really have time to talk now?”

“Time was there from the beginning. “I just postponed it because I felt like you needed more time than me.”

“…?”

“When I just came in, I didn’t have much free time. yes?”

Should I call it age? The Demon King just knew.

Deonhardt, who returned to the Demon King’s Castle, must have needed time to gather his devastated mind. That’s probably why I instinctively took some time to relax and relax.

I thought he would be somewhat better by now, so I called him, but Deon Hardt, who opened the office door and came in, was somehow sharpened. Even if you talk in that state, the bad feelings will easily grow.

So I gave it time.

“…don’t say anything else, just tell me the main point.”

It seems like the vigilance is still there.

Still, compared to when I just entered the office, I feel a little more relaxed and my shoulders are feeling less relaxed.

If you say so. The Demon King lightly shrugged his shoulders and said.

“Now I hope to get back to work soon.”

“….”

“It would be difficult if we completely gave up on conquering the human world like we are now. “Isn’t our deal to help sincerely?”

“….”

“Furthermore, the number of demons has decreased significantly due to the war with the empire, but the number of demons has increased significantly. In short, we are in a situation where we are short on troops.”

Deon, who had been fiddling with the blanket in silence, raised his head. Their gazes met, and red eyes hid between narrow, curved eyes.

“I thought about it before.”

As I look at his face up close, the murderous intent that I had forgotten comes rushing back.

But you must not show it even in the slightest. The being in front of you won’t miss even that brief moment.

He suppresses his murderous intentions and hides his eyes that could reveal his true intentions under a smile. He strengthened his expression.

“If it doesn’t work out, can’t the Demon King himself come forward and deal with the monsters? “Last time I saw you, it seemed like you got it done in no time.”

When demons invaded the realm of the fairy tribe, where the heads of each race gathered, the demon king personally came forward, easily dealt with them, and returned.

“Because it’s better to conserve magical power as much as possible.”

“Since when did you start saving your magic power? Is magic power so important that it needs to be conserved even in the current situation? “More than the demons?”

“….”

“No, the Demon King can’t do that… It looks like some personal circumstances have arisen.”

…I’m looking at it.

Not to be outdone, the Demon King smoothly raised the corners of his mouth. He says, folding his eyes like a crescent moon and hiding his anger with a smile.

“It’s a personal matter… Let’s say we’re preparing for when an unexpected enemy appears. “We’re at war now, right?”

“The Demon King’s only archenemy, the warrior, is on the same side, so is there any unexpected enemy? Even if it were there, it wouldn’t be that threatening.”

“I don’t know how the world will work. Rather, it looks like the hero has lost his motivation to conquer the human world…”

The Demon King, who was sitting on the arm of the sofa while calmly changing the subject, looked at Deon without hesitating his smile.

A somewhat playful voice filled the office.

“What should I do to regain the warrior’s motivation?”

“…It’s not like you have a desire to occupy the human world in the first place.”

The words came out in tears at the remark, which contained a strange sarcasm.

I knew it from the beginning. This condition was simply put forward by Deonhardt in the hope of making the Demon King himself more happy. Without any grand reason, the Demon King simply chose the place where he could use the toy most actively.

Nevertheless.

“But a promise is a promise.”

If you say it like that, I have nothing to say. Deon said meaningless words in dissatisfaction.

“But…”

“I am.”

…The atmosphere has changed.

The Demon King briefly interrupted and stood up. Take a step, narrow the distance, and extend your hand.

“I thought I brought in an obedient dog.”

“….”

The fingertips touched the place where the original brand should be. Now that I have become a warrior, it is a smooth place with nothing in it.

As if he was dissatisfied with it, he raised his fingernails and pressed them hard. A relaxed voice followed along with a tingling sensation.

“Where does the dog go and why is the fox here?”

“…so.”

The stinging pain that should have subsided by now persists.

You were injected with crazy magic power. Whenever you insist on conserving your magical power, you end up wasting it just to cause a small wound that won’t heal easily.

…No. If it were the devil, it might have been an experiment to gain confidence. This was an experiment to confirm that the warrior’s body would not heal easily if it were wounded with magic.

Either way, he felt bad all the same, but Deon smiled and said something he once said.

“Are you going to kill me?”