I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 272

272. Hero Hunting (6)

I thought it felt strange.

Yes, somehow the speed of breaking through was slow. You hid the heroes on the Rweche side. As is usually the case with retreating people, it took some time to notice as the unique chaotic atmosphere narrowed my vision.

In the meantime, it seemed as if there was a natural change in troops, and at some point the regular soldiers disappeared.

The heroes who were blocking the front move behind Lindell Reiner and join him. The faces of the Lofty Knights members who realized it was a trap hardened, but regardless, Deon opened his mouth with difficulty, keeping his eyes focused only on Lindel Reiner.

“Rainer…”

“Ah, you must be familiar with it. You and Lien Reiner, a knight who was once under your command, are brother and sister. I am your older brother.”

Blood flowed loudly.

The nightmare buried in my memory raises its head. Why did I have to die? Deon kept his mouth shut for a moment as it seemed like he was crying bloody tears and shouting that he was strangling and telling him to die.

In the short silence, a voice pretending to be calm slowly flowed out.

“…I heard you have a weak body.”

“I did.”

“Are you here for revenge?”

“That would also be included in the reason.”

“Another reason is?”

“Of course.”

Lindell Reiner smiled.

“Isn’t it to protect the human world?”

Only then did Deon relax and laugh as if it were absurd.

“So… you’re going to kill me to protect the human world?”

“yes.”

“That’s fun.”

It’s a very interesting idea to kill the hero rather than keep him in check.

The heroes surrounding me take a step closer, as if putting pressure on me. Sensing that the heroes who mainly focus on long-distance weapons were aiming their daggers or bows from afar, Deon acted as if he was on guard and stopped the mad dogs who were trying to fight back.

“Everyone here is a hero, so stay still.”

“But…”

“Don’t even dream of running away with me. You’ll probably not even be able to take a few steps before your leg gets cut off or something flies and gets stuck in your back.”

“Still…”

Someone cried.

There are too many, boss.

The words he swallowed, unable to show that he was discouraged in front of his enemies, were clearly conveyed to Deon. He smiled bitterly and put his hands behind his back.

‘Yeah, I didn’t know there were so many heroes in the human world.’

It feels like most of the fragments of the warriors remaining on earth are gathered here. If you combine the fragments they have, it looks like there could be at least one hero and at most two…

I pulled out the weapon I was most familiar with mounted on my back.

“It looks like they have gathered a lot of heroes without any heroes.”

Considering that there are many unfamiliar faces, it seems that in addition to the ‘Nameless Knights’, they have also attracted newly born heroes and heroes from other countries.

Well, if it weren’t for that, there’s no way we could have collected this many. It looks like each country has formed an alliance, and they probably gathered heroes for the reason ‘to kill the hero.’

As expected, Lindell responded with light sarcasm.

“It would take something like this to kill a hero.”

“Yes, it seems like you are very determined. By the way.”

Deon grinned.

“If you interpret this in reverse, doesn’t it mean that if I survive here intact, the fall of the human world will be confirmed?”

“…I won’t deny it, but that’s why things won’t go as you think. They’re that desperate.”

“It’s Bae Soo-jin.”

There was no further conversation.

Lindel falls back, escorted by some heroes, while other heroes aim their weapons at Deon. Deon also took off the strange plant that was still clinging to me and gave it to Cletor…

“Sweet!!”

“Ugh-.”

…I tried to hold on to it, but it wrapped around the stem even more and clung desperately, so I quickly released my hand from holding the flower pot. Only then did the stem, which had been tightened to prevent it from falling, loosen back to its original state.

“…We have to fight properly from now on.”

“Suck.”

“Their weapons are not at a level you can defeat.”

“Sweet!”

“…okay.”

They tell me to think of it as something that doesn’t exist and fight, but I have to do that.

I don’t want to start an argument here, and I don’t have time to do so. He hung a monster plant on his side, pushed the mad dogs back, and raised his dagger.

“Let’s check if Sujin Bae is really effective.”

Come on.

***

[Let’s go to Ben. Since I’m the attending physician, I’m sure he’ll have at least one emergency communication seat. As for the location… Except for this place, you’ll find it in the place where the most noisy demons are, so it won’t be difficult to find. Oh, there’s probably a berserker there, but that guy is Ben, so don’t pass it off as a mistake.]

Although not as good as Deon Hart, Dan also stayed in the Demon King’s Castle for quite a long time and understood that the doctor’s personality was not a joke.

However, even so, I had doubts that I would be able to surpass the generals and become the most noisy demon on the battlefield…

“Die!!!”

“oh.”

It was true.

Dan, who found a demon running wild in the middle of the battlefield, let out a short exclamation. If you had seen it without taking advice, you would have passed by without knowing it was your doctor.

Crushing an enemy’s head with a visiting bag. Who would think of the attending physician when they see that? The sight of enemies being killed with rolling eyes was quite refreshing, so Dan, who watched for a while, soon took a reluctant step forward.

‘I feel like I’m going to die on my own feet.’

As expected, the visit bag gets swung around as soon as I get a little closer. I quickly raised my sword to block it, but… what kind of ignorant power is this?

I frowned reflexively at my numb hand.

“It’s Ben.”

“….”

“That’s Dan.”

If I keep doing this, I think I’ll get a good hit. I added my name, surprised by Ben’s attitude as he silently prepared to swing the bag again.

Only then did the opponent’s movements come to a halt.

“…step?”

“yes.”

“Ah…”

Ben’s eyes came back into focus, as if he had come to his senses belatedly. Our eyes meet and he quickly grasps the situation, quickly collects his visit bag and steps back. Dan, who had not relaxed even then, barely breathed a sigh of relief after about 10 seconds of silence passed and sheathed his sword.

“I came here at the Master’s command.”

“Daeon’s…?”

“Yes. Master’s communication seat is broken. Could you lend me the communication seat?”

“Oh here.”

Ben takes out a communication box from his blood-stained visit bag and holds it out. Dan looked down at it with trembling eyes for a moment and then stretched out his hand to receive it.

After several manipulations, he skillfully contacted Ed and opened his mouth without hesitation.

“This is Dan. I’ve contacted you to convey the Master’s orders.”

***

Take the 0th Corps and cross the border of the Taehon Kingdom to attack Rweche….

Ed pondered the order he received with a stern expression.

‘What’s wrong with Deon?’

The contact did not come through the communication box taken by Deon himself, but through the attending physician’s communication box. Since it was done on Dan’s behalf and not by Deon himself, something bad was probably happening to Deon.

‘It’s a sudden order, but there must be a reason.’

So Ed moved as soon as he heard the command.

After giving the order to the 0th corps to go and preparing myself, I busily go down the stairs. It was natural that the 4th Corps Commander Idelia, who had always shown interest in him due to his somewhat impatient attitude, showed interest and curiosity.

“Ed? Where are you going?”

“…Ah, Idelia. We are preparing to go on a mission under Deon’s orders. We are planning to go to Rweche.”

Although I am busy, I cannot ignore the words of the corps commander. I paused for a moment and answered sincerely.

“Hmm… suddenly?”

“yes.”

“It looks like Rweche hit him in the back. That’s probably why he gave such a sudden order.”

This is a country that the demon world has left untouched. The original plan was also lowest in conquest priority. The sudden overturning of it means that Rweche broke its implicit promise first.

Although the news had not yet arrived, Idelia guessed the situation based on a few clues as a corps commander in charge of processing and combining information, and smiled at Ed, who had an exclamation mark above his head.

“Do you want to go right now?”

“That’s right.”

“Then let me go with you.”

“yes…?”

Ed was startled by the unexpected words.

“Idelia… are you talking about this?”

“Yes. Wouldn’t it be good to clearly show how the demon world treats an opponent who has already tried to make a move?”

“That’s true, but…”

He hesitated, as if confused, and then asked the question carefully.

“So the 4th Corps is also moving together?”

“No. Then the procedure will become more complicated, so I’m going to go alone. Isn’t that enough?”

Because we have good compatibility.

Ed closed his mouth for a moment as he added this as if it were obvious.

…The 4th Corps Commander’s words that we must set an example at this time are not wrong. He thought for a moment about whether it would be okay to do this, but then nodded.

“Do you need some preparation time?”

“No, you can just keep going like this.”

“Okay. Then.”

***

Communication has ended.

“Well written.”

“okay.”

Ben, who had been keeping his ears wide open while fighting throughout the communication, took the communication seat back as if he had been waiting, put it in his bag, and looked at Dan again.

“I gave the order, but what do I do now?”

“I have to go back to my master.”

“Can I go?”

“Hmm…”

Dan looked around at the chaotic battlefield and looked puzzled.

“If you look around, you might find Ben, just like you found him… wouldn’t you…?”

“Why are you asking me that? It’s okay. Come with me.”

“yes?”

“If one of Master Deon’s subordinates comes and goes and dies because of me, this is the one that will be in trouble.”

Ben, who hit the charging enemy’s head with his bag, turns around as if asking what he’s doing when he’s not coming. Dan, who looked at him for a moment, asked as if he were suspicious.

“Do you know where the Master is?”

“….”

“…?”

“It’s been a while, but there was a signal… It was a light signal that made me think it was an illusion, and the situation here was urgent, so I couldn’t go…” “I guess… I think it happened before I parted ways with the

Master… Scratches….”

“….”

There was an awkward silence.

The moment Dan, who had been keeping silent and only fighting off the enemies that came at him occasionally, opened his mouth after thinking that he needed to find another way.

“I—”

“…! Deon!!”

“!?”

Suddenly, Ben started running somewhere.

Dan, who looked confused for a moment, soon realized the situation and his face twisted.

“What if you leave me behind?”

He asked me to go with him!

It looked like it was suddenly thrown away. Feeling an approaching sense of crisis, I hurried after him before he disappeared from sight. Fortunately, he seemed to have slowed down after hearing the shout and was soon able to catch up.

“….”

“….”

I think I ran in silence for a while after that.

Dan, who was running half a step behind Ben with a grumpy expression, sighed.

‘…Yes, he is a doctor with a strong professional spirit, so I should understand.’

If things continue like this, we will arrive at our destination without saying a word.

He relaxed his expression and asked a question.

“Did you get a signal?”

“okay.”

“Are there any signs of serious injury?”

“It’s not that, but it’s not shallow either. Above all, the signal is coming continuously.”

In other words, wounds are formed and healed repeatedly.

Although it wasn’t serious to begin with, the fact that the warrior suffered shallow wounds is a problem in itself. Occasional scratches can be overlooked as they can be caused by one’s own mistakes, but this…

“…It looks like something has definitely gone wrong.”

“That’s right. So, we have to hurry and get to Deon…”

The guys blocking the way are very persistent.

Ben swung his bag, filled with frustration. Dan, who was following his movements and scanning Rweche’s soldiers, suddenly tilted his head.

‘Now that I think about it…’

I don’t think they are even ‘heroes’.

‘Was Rweche originally this strong?’