I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 288

288. A lot of talk and a lot of trouble (7)

Ed, who happened to be back at the banquet hall, hurriedly follows Ben in. His complexion turned pale when he saw the tragedy that occurred on the terrace.

The surprise was short-lived.

He takes out a handkerchief from his pocket and calmly wipes away Deon’s spilled blood. Ignoring the corps commanders who were snooping around due to the untimely commotion, he held out a handkerchief covered in black dead blood to Ben and urged him to quickly analyze the composition.

The result was obvious.

“It’s poison. It’s also a poison slightly mixed with magical power.”

“…As expected… That means…”

In the first place, there is no poison that can cause this much damage to a hero unless it is from the demon race. If it were a normal poison, it would have been detoxified as soon as it entered the body, but since it is still having an effect, it was as if the answer had been found.

The gazes of those gathered were focused on one place. Dahar, a demon with poisonous abilities, who was alone with Deon Hart amid the barrage of gazes, remained silent.

“why?”

Someone expressed a question as if they couldn’t understand.

“There’s no reason for that.”

“It’s funny to ask for a reason for a crime that has already been committed, but for now, that’s it.”

“…Maybe it wasn’t Dahar’s doing.”

Someone else said: Deon knew the owner of this voice well.

Develania. I don’t know when she came, but she pretended to be serious and muttered while covering her mouth.

“It could have been someone else’s work to frame you.”

Why are you already concluding Dahar as the culprit?

As she said that, her eyes were secretly looking at Deon Hart.

‘I’m going to accuse you of making a play on your own.’

Yes, that would be beneficial because it would keep me in check and also save Dahar, who did what he wanted.

Coughing – Deon spat out blood again and let out a faint laugh. Every time he spit out blood, Ed, who was by his side wiping away the blood, had his complexion turning dark and dying, but no one cared.

‘But I know Dahar’s personality.’

I didn’t push the glass off the terrace for no reason. Deon sneered faintly.

As expected, Ben, who seems to be thinking about something while giving Deon a temporary antidote, with his eyes fixed on Dahar, climbs over the terrace railing, saying that he thought he heard the sound of a glass breaking. And soon a call came back saying that a broken glass had been found.

“It’s a glass full of poison!”

“What are the ingredients?”

“Do I really need to ask? If it was different from what Deon ate, I wouldn’t have said anything in the first place…

”

A small moan rang out.

As if there was nothing more to hear, or as if her patience had reached its limit, Lirinel grabbed Dahar’s neck with her fluttering tentacles. An uncharacteristically ferocious voice cut through the space.

“Why are you dragging it out so much? The circumstances show that he is the culprit, right?”

There is no way a meticulous person like Dahar would have left tools at the scene of the crime. If someone had tried to frame me, they would have left the glass in this area instead of throwing it out on the terrace.

So now, upon discovering traces of an attempt to erase the evidence, Lirinel could no longer hold back her anger. What reason is there to endure any longer when what Dahar is likely to do has been revealed?

The anger that broke out did not subside even when the same corps commander grabbed his arm.

“I understand how you feel, Lirinel, but just calm down a little…”

“If you understand, don’t disturb me and stay still!”

The color of that precious face has died. For the ‘Hero’ to have that complexion, it must mean that he was very determined. How can you stay calm in this situation? At least I can’t.

Eyes as sharp as the voice glared at Idelia. Idelia, who paused for a moment because her eyes were so fierce that everyone who saw them was speechless at the topic that brought tears to her eyes, soon continued to speak calmly.

“First, we need to check if it’s Dahar’s poison.”

“….”

The tentacle, which was gradually gaining strength, twitches and becomes slightly loose. As a result, Dahar’s complexion, which had been getting pale, was also getting a little better.

“Confirmation complete.”

I heard Ben’s voice.

Ed lets go of Dahar’s wrist that he was holding. Suddenly, the liquid on the tip of his fingernail fell to the floor.

Everyone’s attention was focused on a small reaction that was nothing special, and in the middle of it all, Ben calmly announced the results.

“It’s Dahar’s poison.”

“also.”

The gaze towards Dahar became more heavy and pointed. Develania rolled her eyes and looked around.

Evidence and public opinion have already confirmed Dahar as the culprit. Even if there is something unclear, in this atmosphere, everyone will just move on without being able to say anything.

‘There’s nothing more to see.’

Dahar will definitely die. The ending is more trivial than expected.

Develania seems to have lost interest and walks away. Lirinel’s tentacles wrapped around the guy’s neck gained strength again, and Ed glared at him as if he were going to kill him.

Although he wanted to kick the opponent right away, his suppressed voice called out to Ben calmly, as if he had not forgotten his responsibility as an adjutant.

“Is Deon’s condition okay? No further action is being taken.”

“The hero’s body will push it away or detoxify it on its own. I gave him a medicine that detoxifies the magic power of other demons that entered his body, so there is nothing more to do.”

“…is it.”

While I was relieved to see Deon’s complexion already improving, Ed’s own complexion was still dark and dead.

That’s because something happened while he was away. This is clearly my mistake. Even the reason I was away was to make up for my inexperience.

Even so, Ed’s eyes died, as if the psychological pressure he was under in the situation where Deon was pushing me had exploded.

‘…’

Deon, who was examining this, looked up. Because Lirinel is so rampant, the other corps commanders can be seen glaring at Dahar with disapproving eyes. Ah, Idelia seems uncomfortable and wants to hear the reason, but she stays silent as if she’s not curious enough to go against the mood and ask questions.

As Dahar was dying in silence, against the backdrop of subtle anger in the air.

“What is happening now?”

The Demon King has appeared.

The crowd gathered on one side, the atmosphere was unusual, and the eyes of the station, which were alternately looking at the dying Dahar and Deon wiping blood from the corner of his mouth, turned with a knowing smile. A calm voice, as usual, called out to a worker nearby.

“Where is the commander of the 12th Corps?”

“Well…”

“Well, I think I know it without having to listen. I guess they went in first.”

Call me. Don’t give any explanation.

Dahar, who had been motionless the entire time, flinched at the soft command. The Demon King, who had been examining him closely, shifted his gaze and saw the owner of the tentacle strangling him.

Lirinel, facing the cool inside of the station, shivered.

“Lirinel, put that guy down.”

“…yes.”

Dahar, who was in the air, fell down.

And then silence came. With only Dahar’s occasional coughing sound echoing in the space, the Demon King crossed his eyebrows as if he was in pain.

…Deon’s eyes narrowed as he noticed the empty sleeve, wondering where the colorful cufflinks had gone.

“First of all…”

A calm voice cut the silence.

“I’m going to tell you what I roughly understand what the situation is, but please listen first and point out any mistakes.”

There is nothing to elaborate on. The Demon King spoke straight away without even seeing the people around him nodding their heads.

“It looks like Dahar tried to poison Deon. That’s why I came in just as Lyrinel was about to kill Dahar.”

“…you’re right.”

“Haa…”

He released his hand that was pressing his forehead and lifted his eyelids. The cold, sunken interior of the station looked down upon Dahar.

“Why did you do that?”

“….”

Instead of answering right away, the guy glances around.

Rather than saying you can’t talk because there are too many people, it feels like checking how many people are around you. The Demon King frowned.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll assume you have something to do with Myers…”

“Because the corps commanders involved with Deon have died!”

An urgent voice rang loudly throughout the banquet hall.

Ed’s hand, which had been wiping Deon’s blood-soaked clothes, suddenly stopped. Is that all? The other demons in the banquet hall who were paying close attention to this area, pretending that they were not snooping around here, also stopped their actions as if they heard the voice.

“….”

“….”

A cold silence fell.

As even the air seemed to be frozen and no noise could be heard, Deon turned his eyes and found one of the demons among the many gazes pouring upon him. I could clearly see Develania sitting near the platform smiling leisurely.

Thanks to you, I gained confidence.

‘It’s you, after all.’

You brought wind to Dahar.

The gaze of the corps commanders on me stings. Deon glanced at the Demon Lord. For some reason, his expression was frozen.

He opens his mouth as if to say something, but then glances at the door and closes it. And the banquet hall door burst open.

“I heard you called me.”

Everyone’s heads turned to one side.

Myers, Dahar’s immediate supervisor, pauses and secretly rolls his eyes, as if feeling burdened by the attention suddenly focused on me. On top of his anxious expression, there was a clear look of confusion as he could not understand the situation.

The Demon King smiled brightly at him.

“You’re here at the right time. Things turned out really well.”

“What…”

“Your lieutenant, Dahar, tried to poison Deon Hart, and I think I need to check whether you ordered this.”

“…yes?!”

Startled, he quickly looks at the Demon Lord and Deon Dahar. In the meantime, Dahar, who made eye contact with me, gave me a look that told me to answer straight and not stutter because there were people there, but… It’s a matter of fact, so is there anyone who can see that?

“That’s… that can’t be…”

A sloppy answer that no one could see coming out of the brain came out.

It seems as if thinking is not functioning properly in a sudden situation. It was clearly revealed that there was no direct connection to this incident to the extent that even the others who were watching could understand, but the Demon King, who was in an uncomfortable state, did not pay attention and asked as if he was pushing him.

“Can I take that as a remark to protect your lieutenant who attempted to poison you?”

“…!”

In the end, he seems to be speechless, unable to speak and just opens his mouth.

Since you have already made a statement, no matter what you say, it will arouse suspicion. The wandering gaze is directed towards Dahar as if asking, “Is this really true? Why is that like that?” and how should I respond?

Dahar, unable to bear that pitiful sight, gritted his teeth and shouted.

“I have a duty to protect my superiors!”

“….”

“In a conversation with Deon, I heard that Myers would be active in the near future. What he said to me was that he could be like the former 8th or 10th Corps commanders.”

“….”

“I couldn’t lose Master Myers. I didn’t want to lose him! In such a situation, with my superior’s death in sight, how could I not try to remove that shadow…!”

It was a desperate cry.

“And so it was.”

“….”

“I admit that it was an impulsive action. I also know that it was a foolish action. I am sorry for the inconvenience caused to Myers.”

Now that I have heard those words, I cannot help but wonder what his intention is.

By claiming that he did it ‘impulsively’, he is trying to avoid any possible disadvantage to Myers.

‘Very much.’ ‘They’re trying to take everything they want.’

He’s also very greedy. Annoyance appeared in Deon’s eyes.

‘That’s why I should have killed him quickly before the demon lord Lirinel came.’

The situation was like this after dragging on.

I was the victim, but the atmosphere had become unfavorable for this side. Deon frowned as he saw Develania smiling interestingly again from the corner of his eye.