I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 276

276. The only result is loss (2)

A look crossed the shaman’s eyes, as if it was surprising that he still remembered it.

Deon grinned and lightly wiped the area around his eye where he had almost been pierced by an arrow a moment ago. His bright red eyes shined brightly, revealing his good health.

“It’s nothing… I almost lost my eye before you came. I was wondering if this was it.”

It had already been several winters before the ‘snow’ she spoke of was snow falling from the sky. Nevertheless, since nothing related to the eyes happened, it is probably referring to the body part ‘eyes’.

Since it was a serious warning given by a shaman with an unusual aura, I always had it engraved in the back of my mind. It was too annoying to ignore, but I was tired because there were more important things to worry about.

‘If this crisis has been overcome…’

It means that there is no need to worry anymore, so it must be a good thing.

But no answer came back from the shaman. The shaman who had been listening quietly was about to open her mouth when a shout from one side interrupted her.

“It’s nothing! You almost lost your eye!”

“It’s such a separate thing!”

“Even if it weren’t for that, I would be so heartbroken that you wouldn’t take care of me…! Oh my!”

“…Anyway, you’re fine. Shut up.”

As a result, it’s okay if there are no scars left on the body. Why is it reacting like that?

Crazy dogs pounded on his chest, asking if he could heal after being injured like that, but Deon didn’t answer and just looked away. As if he didn’t like being interrupted, his clumsy gaze turned to the shaman again, as if demanding an answer.

As if waiting for the red gaze that fell for a moment to return to me, Shaman Ran smiled and said something he couldn’t say.

“The warning I gave you is still valid.”

“…is it.”

That wasn’t what happened this time. It’s a shame.

While Deon clicked his tongue softly, Ran, who had finished filling the pot with soil, stood up. As if he had no more questions, he spoke with no sign of wanting to say anything more, just staring at his gaze.

“And…”

His voice trailed off as if he was wondering if it was okay to say this.

As she looked into the suspicious red eyes, she slowly spoke as if she had made up her mind. Perhaps to be careful not to reach the ears of those around him, he whispered in a quieter voice.

“You’d better stop cursing yourself.”

Deon’s face hardened.

He waves his hand toward those standing around him. Those who read the meaning carefully widened their distance from the two.

Only after everyone was far enough away to not hear the conversation did Deon look back at Ran.

“…keep going.”

“I have accumulated a lot of karma, so I am under curses big and small. What should I do if the soul that is supposed to protect me attacks me again?”

“….”

“If you want to slow down the rate at which the blood rises even a little, you have to stop doing that first.”

And she covered her mouth. Rather than saying I made a mistake, it was more like an action to soothe my upset stomach. It’s as if I’m under some kind of unbearable pressure…

‘Ah, it’s a revelation.’

Was that really a thing?

“Hmm… Thank you for the advice, and it made me curious…” Like

how did you know about blood? … I’m thinking it might be because he’s a shaman.

But before that. Deon narrowed his eyes.

“Why do you have to give me that advice?”

“….”

“I don’t think we’re close enough for you to say it at such a cost.”

furthermore.

“More than anything, you know that no matter what I say, you won’t change.”

“…That’s why I said it. If something had changed because of my remarks, the price I would be receiving now would also have been greater.”

I’m just giving advice to the best of my ability.

The shaman smiled softly.

“You should at least know the consequences of your actions, right?”

“…It’s not wrong, though.”

“Then that’s it. I’ve accomplished the purpose of coming here, so I’ll just leave.”

She takes the pot with the seedlings in it and turns her back. Deon was moving his lips as if he were going to say something more, but he was unable to say anything and just stared at his back as he walked away.

…Today, the blood seeping out near my pelvis was bothersome.

Finally, she disappears out of sight and those who retreated approach again.

Deon, who was standing still and watching the people approaching me, suddenly tilted his head.

‘Why am I so dizzy?’

It feels like the ground is shaking like waves.

And the moment you take a step, Beetle-

“Master Deon?!”

“Master? What…”

My body stumbled greatly.

Ben and Dan, who came nearby, were startled and immediately stretched out their hands to help him. They were once again surprised by the heat from their hands and quickly touched Deon’s forehead.

“Master, I’m running a fever.”

“There was no signal… why?”

“…I have a fever.”

I was told that I felt feverish ever since the monster accident occurred, and it seems that it wasn’t my fault. Deon shook off their hands and blinked at the blurry vision.

It hurts to be a hero. No matter how much I used my body, it was still like that.

‘I will become an unprecedented human being among the warriors of all time.’

It’s the most absurd situation I’ve ever been in.

There was ridicule. The reason was obvious. That damn stress is the root of all diseases. Because it is a mental problem, it is probably not affected by Ben’s magic stone necklace.

I heard that Deon Hardt has a fever, but there’s no way crazy dogs can stay calm. Immediately they surrounded the area. The voice rang incessantly, as if trying to fill the void of all sounds existing in the world.

“Does your colon hurt?!”

“So take care of yourself!”

“It was like that during the battle a little while ago! I didn’t take care of my wounds too much…”

My head started pounding. Deon frowned slightly and touched his forehead. The heat touched my cold fingertips.

“…Just shut up.”

“….”

“I’m just tired right now. So….”

“…!”

Once the tension was released, the body collapsed in an instant.

Fortunately, Dan caught him firmly before he fell to the ground, but Deon has not yet forgotten the Demonic incident. The behavior of the monster that reminded him of Cruel was the catalyst, but Dan’s actions played a large part in the stress he had accumulated from before, so after trying to force himself to stand up several times, he eventually gave up and fell limp. Annoyance was clearly visible on his face.

‘My body is heavy…’

Every movement feels burdensome, as if a rock is hanging all over my body.

This is the first feeling I’ve had since becoming a hero, and it’s been a long time since I felt it.

With my eyes half closed, I muttered lazily while thinking of meaningless sentiments.

“I’m going to get some sleep.”

“…Leader!!”

I said I was going to sleep for a while, but they made a fuss.

I’ll feel better when I wake up.

…That was Deon’s idea.

***

The captain fainted.

It’s hard to fall asleep. Anyone who sees this is a stunner. Cleter gently placed his hand on the captain’s limp arm and gritted his teeth.

‘I also have a fever.’

I recognized him from the moment he was a warrior and didn’t take care of his body and just started using it.

Even so, because we were in a dangerous situation today, I was shocked that they ran without caring about how many blades pierced my body.

Cleter sighed, putting off his decision to say something sharp for a moment.

“What are you doing Milan? Come on, carry me.”

“Uh…uhh!”

Milan suddenly picks up Deon and runs off without knowing the direction. The other guys followed his confident actions and ran out. Cleter, who was caught up in the atmosphere and almost ran after her without realizing it, stopped when Ben muttered that he was not heading in that direction and called out to his foolish colleagues.

“Not there!”

“ah…!”

Rumble.

The guys come back again. Cleter looked back at Ben and Dan as they asked where the direction was.

The answer came from Ben.

“There is no need to move. If you call Lirinel, it will be resolved. I contacted you while you were making a fuss, so if you just find the coordinates, he will be there in no time.”

“…Please tell me sooner.”

Cleter, who joined in the knights’ actions of taking off their coats and laying them on the floor before putting down their captain, sat down on the bare floor. I clenched my chin as I watched them laying down the captain on a pile of clothes that were as thick as a winter blanket.

‘….’

As my body becomes more comfortable, thoughts that I had buried for a while begin to resurface. Cleter quietly gritted his teeth as he thought about the moment when the captain’s stomach was pierced.

‘I almost died.’

The stomach was pierced by a spear. Even other blades targeted only the vital points and attacked.

The captain only moved with the sole intention of running towards us, so he managed to miss all the shots and hit them, but that doesn’t change the fact that he only avoided a vital point and was injured. Instead of turning around and dealing with them, they even ran towards us with their backs defenseless.

I turned my head and saw the captain buried in a pile of clothes.

“…I can’t go past this one, boss.”

Deon Hardt almost died ‘because his ankles were caught by his men.’

The mere fact that the captain almost died made their hearts sink, but how did they feel the moment they realized it?

Someone muttered that they should have killed themselves before being disturbed. Cleter agreed with that.

‘If this continues, either the captain will die or we will die.’

So, I can’t just get over it.

He quietly clenched his fists, thinking that he had to catch me and give me some advice so that something like that would never happen again.

***

And there were eyes watching them.

Stigma, who felt that there was no need to help anymore after the heroes retreated, stuck the spear he was holding into the ground. There were numerous spears stuck on the floor on both sides and behind him, as if they had been pulled out and thrown at the moment of need.

Remember, who was standing a few steps away from him and quietly watching him, slowly opened his mouth.

“Why did you help me?”

“My junior, your condition looks very critical.”

Of course, I know that my junior is not the person who will die here.

Stigma added lightly and turned around. The brown eyes met the old man’s silver-blue eyes.

“I reflexively put my hand out first.”

“You care a lot about Deonhardt.”

“I won’t deny it, but I think it would be more appropriate to say that I have a keen eye for attention.”

Look, I said it was close, but didn’t it explode in the end?

A young-looking demon appears and disappears, taking only the fallen Deonhardt and the demon who appears to be his doctor. Stigma glanced back at the bastards who were making so much noise that they could be heard, saying they were abandoned, and pulled out a spear.

“It looks like something mentally exploded.”

“….”

“I guess I should hope that the people around me take good care of me.”

Junior, you must not collapse here.

I have to keep going until the end of my road meets the middle of your road. I’m looking forward to the day we meet again, but it would be difficult if I collapsed in the middle.

After that, it will be up to you, junior.

“Before that, I guess I need to get rid of those annoying guys first.”

“Do you want to do it yourself this time too? “Don’t leave it to this old man.”

“Because I don’t want to be the trash that entrusts heroes to old men.” He held up

the spear, which he lightly turned a few times, aimed in one direction, and pulled his arm back.

Like a black panther tensing his muscles just before a hunt, his body was hidden under his clothes. The dense muscles are stretched to the limit, and then the object in the hand is flung with explosive force. The spear flew faster than an arrow and hit right at the feet of the heroes who were approaching. The heroes retreated in surprise at the explicit warning not to come any closer. “They

too

. So persistent. Why bother trying to confirm the identity of an unknown enemy when you can just back away from the presence of an unknown helper?” “Because an

unknown enemy is the scariest.” ”

That’s true… I don’t think they’ll ignore the warning anyway, so let’s move on. Let’s do it.”

Green hair that resembles a forest passes by Remember. Remember, who was watching Stigma going down the mountain without turning around, walked after him and asked. “Where are you going next?” ”

Well

. “I think my junior will make a big deal out of me soon. Until then, I don’t think it would be a bad idea to take my time.” For now, let’s just

go as far as we can.