I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 274

274. Hero Hunt (8)

The monster plant, which was born in the human world loved by the world and transformed into something strange after receiving the magic power of the demons hated by the world, was different from the ordinary plants of the demon world.

It was not transformed by the Demon King’s magic power, nor did it become material for the birth of demons or monsters.

A mutant whose affiliation suddenly changed while he was still alive. Perhaps that is why monster plants were inevitably sensitive to the flow of the world.

So much so that the Fairy King would have been displeased if he had found out.

The world is paying attention to Deon Hard.

It’s not just because he was a warrior candidate or a warrior.

A gaze with a deeper, darker, and more explicit purpose was always following Deon Hardt’s movements. The monster plant was said to have been out of breath the moment it first encountered him at the vivid presence of the world that enveloped him so openly, as if he had no intention of hiding it.

Hatred and contempt for the warrior who deviates slightly from the mission he was given. Nevertheless, I watch them without being able to abandon them because I know that things will go as I want in the end. Pressure to move quickly and get it done the way I want.

Apart from that world, the sadness and joy I feel towards him.

The first mutant felt infinite favor for the person who would prevent the creation of beings like me, and then the mutant hero cheered for the mutant warrior who went forward destroying everything in sight without any regard for the will of the world.

In short, it means that mutants between the demon world and the human world were inevitably drawn to Deonhardt.

So don’t cry.

Because I did it because I wanted to.

***

The green plant spreads its leaves wide to block the long-distance weapons coming at the mad dogs. The short-range heroes were blown away with their stems, and even the ones running towards Deon Hart were defeated.

The plant I was growing suddenly became stronger and protected me and the crazy dogs. It was right to look at it positively, but Deon couldn’t bear to be happy.

“…no.”

Sometimes intuition is more accurate than anything else and you end up realizing it.

If the power I’ve gained from somewhere runs out… I’ll never be able to see that plant again.

“no…!”

A voice filled with suppressed despair came out.

The monster plant glances at Deon, shakes its stem once, and looks back at the mad dogs. Only then did the mad dogs come to their senses and began to leave the place, carrying Deon Hart in his arms.

Deon struggled. His gaze was fixed on the monster.

“What…! Put it down right now!”

“No, Captain!”

“I have to live first!”

Instinct spoke. The moment our eyes met, the strange plant smiled at me.

‘….’

The struggling stopped.

Even as he was running away, he continued to mutter helplessly while his eyes glanced curiously.

“Please… please put it down…”

It was a voice filled with deep emotions, as if it was about to break.

The shocked knights exchanged glances and then quietly put Deon down. Deon took a few steps forward and raised his dagger.

All injuries sustained during the battle had already fully recovered.

“I told you clearly…”

The dagger flew at breakneck speed and stuck in the vital spot of the hero who was trying to cut down the monster plant. The hero who struck down the previous dagger had to give up his life without being able to deal with the dagger that came immediately after.

Whether the heroes were nervous or not, their red eyes stared at the monster.

“I warned you not to come forward.”

A suppressed voice rang out.

“Who wanted this? Why isn’t everyone listening to me?”

why.

I was confident that I would not die. I may have had to give up an eye just now, but I was confident that I would save my life. Considering that no matter how much of a warrior he was, he could not restore a severed body, I had a vague idea that a blown eye would also be impossible to repair, but since it was cheap compared to the price of his life, I had no regrets. It wasn’t supposed to be there.

“It was enough for me not to do anything like that.”

Even if I couldn’t win and get out right away, I was able to drag on for days and days and eventually get out of this situation, regardless of whether their stamina was low or support came.

“…under.”

Even so, his spirit, which has been greatly shaken by Dan’s recent arbitrary actions, is having a hard time with this situation. Deon slowly closed his eyes and opened them as his eyes felt feverish and his forehead felt hot.

The knights who read the sunken red eyes and the atmosphere surrounding him urgently exchanged glances.

‘It exploded.’

‘Something exploded.’

Something big happened emotionally. If we fight like this, we will be defeated by the enemy. So, we need to hurry up and get him out….

“Keep him from getting out. Never let him go.”

The Lofty Knights were not the only ones who noticed Deonhardt’s agitation.

Lindell, who saw an opportunity that would never come again, immediately gave an order.

“Blocking the retreat route is the first priority, and dealing with that monster is the second priority. Block the retreat route and let the remaining troops deal with the monster.”

I don’t know what the relationship is between that monster and Deonhart, but judging by his attitude, he would probably be very upset if he killed a monster in front of his eyes.

‘It would be better if it completely collapsed.’

Only after the command was given did the light return to the red eyes that had been half lost.

No, sparks flew right into my eyes.

“Oh, Captain!”

“It’s not possible!”

When I thought about it, it all happened because that guy, Lindel Reiner, brought the heroes with him. At least this wouldn’t have happened if they hadn’t given the order to focus on targeting the crazy dogs.

Deon ran out without the knights having time to stop him and rushed at Lindel Reiner.

Of course, the heroes didn’t just leave it alone…

“Where…!”

“Kyaaeaeaeak!”

I had no choice but to stop as my ankles were tied to the green stems that wrapped around parts of my body or were violently swung around.

The warrior did not miss the opportunity.

“You must be the tallest person here.”

He reached Lindel in an instant, grabbed his face, slammed the back of his head into the floor, and pulled out a dagger.

“Most troops will retreat on their own if you just kill their commander.”

“….”

“This is unavoidable.”

The dagger is aimed at the neck and slashes down.

However, just before piercing the neck, my eyes met between the fingers that were holding the guy’s face.

Straight eyes without a hint of color resembling someone in my memory.

“…Damn it!”

The dagger suddenly changed direction.

Sigh! The blade left a small scratch on my neck and got stuck in my shoulder. A low groan rang out.

Deon removed the hand that was holding his face and looked down at him. Lindel, who was frowning at the sharp pain, also raised his eyes and looked at him.

After silence, Deon groaned.

“ah.”

“….”

“…Lord Lien.”

Why are you holding me back until this happens?

His face contorted as if he was crying and he placed his hand on his neck. I can clearly feel the pulse beating under my hand. And Deon realized.

This composition now is the same as when I faced Lien in a nightmare one day.

The only difference is that Lien was in his place now, and he was in Lindel Reiner’s place.

“…If you had said revenge was your main goal, I wouldn’t have been able to touch you carelessly.”

“….”

If Deon Hardt had pursued personal revenge rather than the greater good, he would not have been able to injure Lindel Reiner.

I looked down blankly at him who didn’t respond and slowly lowered my upper body. I whisper softly into his ear.

“This is a warning.”

“….”

“If you don’t want to follow in your brother’s footsteps, stop at this point.”

He slowly bit his upper body and removed his hand from his neck. Lindel, who was watching Deon trying to get up, finally opened his mouth.

“…that day.”

Deon paused.

“Why did my brother have to die?”

“…because it’s so upright.”

“…Is that so.”

A wry smile spread across Lindell’s face.

“It’s obvious. My younger brother was obsessed with chivalry, so he probably risked his life because he couldn’t stand by and watch his master go astray as a knight.”

A useless thing.

He muttered something close to sarcasm and then smiled self-mockingly.

“If you said revenge was your main goal, did you also tell me that you wouldn’t be able to harm me carelessly? How dare I say that?”

“….”

“I respect my younger brother’s choice.”

It is a position that must be respected even if it is not understood. I’m the reason she became obsessed with chivalry.

My older brother, who was healthy enough to take up swordsmanship as a hobby and was an expert in swordsmanship, went to war for 8 years instead of me. It must have been quite a shock to young Lien when the adults reassured him that swordsmanship was just a hobby and that he would not be able to survive on the battlefield with it.

[Then what about your brother? What about my brother who has never held a sword?]

And you must have noticed. The adults in the family have already decided that the eldest daughter will be the successor instead of the eldest son, who may die at any time.

In order to overcome the contradictions of adults, we must ensure that swordsmanship does not remain as a hobby. So he probably wanted to become a knight.

In the hope that her brother would come back alive and take the place of succession, she would have tried to become a true knight who even gave up her family name to avoid interfering with the succession plan or to atone for her brother’s failure to return. As he thought about his attitude and chivalry as a knight and worked hard, he caught the eye of His Majesty the Emperor, and that must have led to him reaching out to Deonhardt.

‘In the end, it’s my fault.’

Therefore, Lindell Reiner, who must respect his younger brother’s choice, cannot boast of personal revenge externally. Because doing so would not be respecting her choice.

“But I’m also human, so my emotions are different.”

“…”

Lindell’s eyes glanced over Deon’s shoulder.

“I wouldn’t dare say it’s personal revenge, but…”

“Captain!!”

“…I really hope you die.”

I wondered why the guy who had kept his mouth shut all of a sudden opened his mouth.

Red eyes glanced back at the hands holding my knees tightly. Heroes were coming from behind, brandishing their weapons.

The attacks were aimed precisely at vital points, but Deon, who already knew this, remained calm. I was just trying to avoid it by turning my upper body on the spot…

Kaga River!!

…A spear flew out of nowhere.

“what…!”

“Who are you!”

The throw was so strong that even after knocking away all the weapons aimed at Deonhardt, the remaining strength stuck deep into the ground.

The mad dogs, with their eyes wide open at the sight reminiscent of Deon’s javelin smashing the rock, but not as strong as when he smashed the rock with his javelin, look to the place where the spear came from. The heroes, who were perplexed by the unexpected situation, also tried to turn their eyes there.

“Master Deon!!”

“master!”

I had to shift my focus again to the intrusion of new characters.

The expressions of the heroes were strangely distorted as the demon with a part of his face covered in snake scales carrying a bloody bag and the Dan that had been seen on the screen appeared.