I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 267

267. Hunting the Hero (1)

That was the reason why the 10th Corps commander, who had run away while abandoning his immediate subordinates, was now doing something so unbecoming.

Because these were the words of a superior who sent two crazy guys to a site that was going well.

[Please take good care of these guys.]

Although they say it is an intermediate communication network, everyone knows that there is no need for such a thing as long as there is a communication seat. Therefore, Geisitel was confident.

‘You mean you don’t trust me.’

I thought I did my best to show my loyalty, but what was lacking is why you still don’t believe me?

It’s a little disappointing, but that’s just how I feel, and nothing changes in the end.

As long as you don’t kill these guys, protect them from death, and complete the assigned mission, it will be over without any problems. So after receiving them, he moved as usual and was planning to do the same today.

It could have happened if there had been no attack.

“Damn it, if only I could use magic, somehow…!”

In one attack, everything that had been built collapsed.

In the first place, they came here in as few numbers as possible. It was inevitable because most of the troops had to move quietly and attract attention in front of the castle wall so that Sanguo would not pay attention to this area and would not even think about leaving.

Since there were various restrictions involved, it was natural that it would be difficult to deal with the attackers who attacked with determination.

Because if you are not careful, even your life could be at risk.

‘Let’s live for now.’

If you go a little further, you’re out of Jin’s range. If I could just use magic, I could take care of those guys in an instant. Since he knew the shortest route to get out of Jin’s range in case of an unexpected situation, Geisitel kicked the ground with force without hesitation.

In the meantime, my nervous head was spinning in a rare way.

‘It wasn’t just a scout encounter, it was a planned attack. When did you get caught? Did reconnaissance come and go without your knowledge?’

According to the calculations, San Guk would not have had time to turn his attention to this place. Where did the information come from?

Even after taking out and substituting several assumptions, it was almost instantaneous to arrive at a single assumption.

‘…no way.’

Assumptions about the most dangerous situations that commonly occur during war. Geisitel’s expression hardened.

‘Is there a traitor inside…?’

The continuing thoughts stopped there.

You can see the mark that was engraved in advance. Gaisitel, mustering his last strength, took one step over that place and let go of the two men he was holding on either side. Milan, who was thrown to the floor, cried out, but did not pay any attention.

“Oh my gosh… the corps commander is catching someone…!”

“The original goal of the corps commander is to catch humans. I need to focus, so just shut up.”

“I have to tell the captain. How can they stop us? They treated us like this.”

“Shut up… why not?”

…Something is strange.

Geisitel took a couple of steps further away from the mark. As if they were anxious about being abandoned, the two humans followed along like ducklings, but they ignored them and focused again.

As time passed, his expression hardened.

‘This… isn’t a problem of concentration.’

I thought it was because I didn’t use magic often to save my magic power, so I had trouble concentrating when trying to use magic in an urgent situation, but that wasn’t true.

After glancing at the distance between the approaching pursuers, he picked up the two humans that Deon had asked for and placed them at his side.

“Huh? What are you doing?”

“…Shut up and be quiet.”

Maybe it’s because it’s near Jin’s range. I played with my feet again.

“Why on earth doesn’t it work?!”

I tried magic several times while running.

Even though it may have been quite outside of Jin’s territory, it was a moment where he clicked his tongue because there was no success.

“Why? Can’t I use magic?”

A calm voice that did not fit the situation asked.

Even if I wasn’t, I was anxious and impatient, so I thought it was a playful question. Normally, I would have definitely been angry.

Still, the reason I couldn’t do that is…

“You know. I’ve been thinking about what the captain’s purpose is—.”

I felt a strange sense of discomfort.

I reflexively threw the two humans away. Even though he threw it without consideration, Milan took the fall as if he had expected it, reducing the impact, and instead of flying away, Cletter grabbed his arm and shoulder and flexibly turned his body to sit right next to him.

Geisitel felt his abdomen absent-mindedly at the unfamiliar sensation he felt immediately afterward.

“Cough-.”

I touched the handle of a dagger that had never been there before.

…why?

Milan, who read the doubt in his eyes, grinned and took out the amulet from his arms and shook it.

“It seemed like our captain wanted you dead.”

Not long after the Lofty Knights came to the Demon World, Deonhardt gave them amulets.

I don’t know exactly what kind of amulet it is, but when I handed it out, I said, ‘It’s a talisman that makes the battle conditions between you and the demons somewhat similar.’ It’s probably the type that suppresses the abilities of demons.

They are people who don’t usually take care of their own things, but because they read his concern for them in his words, they never forget to take care of their things.

So the two thought.

“There’s no way the captain forgot what he gave me, and besides, he told me not to go further than a certain distance away…” “

He even put a condition of ‘until death’.”

You gave me a hint like that, so there’s no way I wouldn’t know.

The captain wants this guy dead. It seemed like we didn’t want to get blood on our hands, but it was easier if we took a little risk. So the two drew their swords.

Gaisitel also reads the atmosphere and quickly takes a stance. His eyes were still shaking in confusion.

“Why on earth? Did I offend him?”

No, if I had offended him, I would have trampled or killed him on the spot. Because I am a human being whom the Demon King will protect even if I do anything as long as there is a justification for it. There is no reason to do things so secretly behind the scenes.

That means…

“…why.”

An unbelievable truth was revealed before my eyes. Geisitel’s face distorted.

“Why did you betray me?”

I’m sure I would have received the best treatment, but why?

Anger mixed with confusion. Two members of the Lofty Knights attack him as if they won’t even give him time to sort out his emotions. Geisitel, who was reflexively trying to dodge, frowned at the sharp pain he felt in his abdomen and pulled it out to block the attack.

As if he were not a corps commander for nothing, he narrowly swatted away both swords with an unfamiliar dagger and growled at the two.

“I feel like I want to kill you all, but…”

The situation is not good.

Suddenly, the attackers came closer and watched with interest as they laid siege to the internal strife unfolding before their eyes. As if the body were still intact, the dagger stuck deep in the abdomen was restricting movement and continuously reducing physical strength.

“The best revenge would be to tell the truth.”

He returns alive and reports the news of Deonhardt’s betrayal. That’s the top priority.

He kicked off the ground, jumped up, and spread his wings. And at the same time, my ankle is caught.

Deep.

“…!”

A dagger was stuck in the wing.

Because he was not up high and was attacked while trying to climb up, Geisitel fell to the ground without any time to regain his balance, rolled over and quickly regained his stance.

The eyes, filled with pain and a hint of pain, soon turn to face the front. Where my eyes landed, Milan was grinning as he threw and caught the dagger.

“I’m sorry, but we also know how to throw weapons.”

“It’s a good thing I was standing nearby just in case.”

It probably didn’t mean this.

Cleter, who faithfully maintained his distance as Deon instructed, handed the dagger to Milan. Milan, who received it, held it between his fingers, and the attackers who were watching the situation each took out their bows and daggers.

“…under.”

It is impossible to run away. For a moment, Geisitel stopped, unable to do what he was best at, and then laughed with burning anger.

“Yes, even if it’s a little late, I’ll feel better if I kill all of you.”

Let’s deal with this as quickly as possible.

Even so, I didn’t want to see someone who wasn’t that strong staying in the Demon King’s Castle, but it worked out well. All you need to do is kill the two that are clinging to you, gain some distance, and then use magic. Gaisitel, making a plan in his head, pulled out the dagger stuck in his wing.

This gave us two weapons.

When there seemed to be no sign of escape, the attackers lowered their weapons. This is probably because there is no reason to get involved in the internal strife of other factions.

‘No matter which side wins, I’m going to kill them once it’s over.’

They are probably hoping for easy prey, as their stamina has been reduced due to internal strife.

Unlucky things. Cleter glanced at the attackers, cursed under his breath, and adjusted his grip on his sword.

***

Before starting, Kletter gave Milan a signal.

Our opponents are the majority. Not only should we care about the 10th Corps commander, but we should also care about the pursuers who are watching us now.

In short, it means that we must use ‘our way’.

‘I don’t know if it’s possible against the corps commander, but I’ll give it a try first.’

The good news is that this is the human world and the commander of the 10th Corps is one of the less good at fighting among corps commanders. The only thing it boasts is mobility using wings and horsemanship.

‘That’s also something the 7th Corps commander said sarcastically, so it’s not credible, but…’

For now, we’ll just have to believe it.

If you do something and it doesn’t work, you can just withdraw your body and encourage the pursuers to deal with you.

Milan nods his head visibly and runs forward. I blocked the dagger that was swinging at me and turned around to aim for the neck like water.

Geisitel also did not lose and thrust a dagger at his eyes. Milan hastily withdraws his sword and steps back, but it is still within reach of his relatively long arms. When it seemed like it would be dangerous to continue like this, Geisitel hurriedly retrieved his arm. Immediately after that, Cleter’s long sword passed between the two.

“This bastard…!”

Immediately, Geisitel’s dagger stabs sharply between Cleter’s eyes. From behind, Milan pressed the back of Cleter’s head and struck out a dagger. It was a bonus to lower my hands a little and jump up using the connection point between his neck and back as support. Ignoring the profanity-laced cries coming from behind asking if he was planning to break my neck, I went behind Geisitel and swung my sword.

Of course, Geisitel did not just leave Milan in the air, but before he could do anything, Kletter threw dirt in his eyes and he had no choice but to stop.

That brief gap had consequences that could not be ignored.

Suddenly.

Tuk.

The wings fell off.

I clearly know that the opponent is the commander of the 10th Corps…! The eyes of those watching widened and a silent commotion took over the space.

Even Geisitel could not believe this situation and was unable to open his mouth. While Milan waved his sword in the air and muttered in a light tone.

“I guess I can’t run away now?”

For some reason, there was a madness in his eyes that was exactly like that of my superior.

Geisitel’s body stiffened as he faced this head on.

“…How dare you do that.”