I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 314

314. The second round begins, XX (3)

“….”

The familiar silence returned.

Ah, it’s cool. Deon threw his head back and chuckled. Rainwater ran down my cheek and dripped down the tip of my chin, and my wet clothes stuck to my body and hindered my movement, but I felt quite pleasant.

“Do you know what’s more miserable? “That’s why the devil went to war.”

In the first place, this war would not have taken place without the devil’s permission.

The smile on my lips gradually disappears. The red eyes, which had been shining with some exaltation, became dark and dark. With his face now dry, Deon spoke in a slightly lower voice.

“Would you believe me if I told you that all of this happened to kill someone’s boredom?”

“….”

“There is no noble reason or desperate desire.”

This means that there was nothing earnest that could be cited as a reason for the war that brought you to this point.

In the still silence, Deon swept his tongue over the bitter inside of his mouth. As the end approaches, I start thinking again.

‘What am I burning for?’

We have indeed come a long way, and there is still a little more to go. Since I was holding on to a goal that I had not yet achieved, it was inevitable that I would get tired.

…Not that this is important anyway.

“therefore.”

I pushed back the empty feelings and curled the corners of my mouth fiercely. Deonhardt spoke sharply to the heroes, including Alethea, who was shocked and adjusted their weapons, and to the monarchs who were listening to all this.

“The second round begins, you bastards.”

Let’s go ahead and fight.

The pouring rain has the extreme effect of cooling down the madness of the battlefield or, conversely, reinforcing it. It seems like it’s the latter right now, so it’s a good thing.

After catching a glimpse of the Demon soldiers and Primiro Knights engaged in a frantic battle a little distance away, Deon lunged at the enemy with his bright red eyes shining and his familiar weapon in hand.

The full-scale battle between the rampaging hero and the heroes to stop him has begun.

***

The Lofty Knights crawled across the swollen river.

Of course….

“Hey… hey! Wake.”

“Fuck, it’s not okay to just lie down here!”

Although not everyone crossed safely.

There was also a saying that said it was a horse from the demon world and was swept away by the current, although it was written that it had no power. As they are specialized in survival, they quickly abandoned their horse and jumped on another comrade’s horse…

“I drank too much water.”

“Just in that short period of time? Did you plan on making this bastard’s lunch with water….”

“If you’re hungry, you should eat food, you stupid bastard….” “I’m

not a hippopotamus that starved for 3 days. If you fall into the water, you should hold your breath and jump up and down as if you’ve been waiting. “What kind of crazy neighborhood is this that drinks it?”

“It was also inhaled through the trachea, not the esophagus… It seems like filling the stomach with water wasn’t enough so they tried to store it in the lungs, right?”

“Well, it’s not like I’m dropped off on a deserted island with no water for a month.”

Some people were too late and fell into the water. Is it fortunate that no one was ‘lost’ because someone else picked it up before it floated away in an instant? Of course, regardless of whether it is ‘breathable’ or not.

The healthy guys quickly press the chest and pat the back of the person who can’t breathe. If he thought he wouldn’t wake up, he would slap his cheek.

Then, like those with the vitality of a cockroach, they jumped up and started swearing along with water, asking why they broke my ribs and why they slapped my cheeks, but there were also people who didn’t do that.

“….”

“…Only one person. “This is a good save.”

“know.”

If you just look at the number of people, that’s true. Milan lowered his eyes as he looked at the cold body in front of him.

“But…”

Considering that we are colleagues who have been like family for over 10 years, it is not ‘just’.

Even though I knew there was no time to do this, the air became heavy. The conversation that was supposed to somehow keep the atmosphere light ended up being useless.

Milan, who was just looking down at the body with an emotionless face, suddenly caught sight of Cleter rummaging for something in the corner of his eye.

“…Cleter what are you doing?”

“I thought there might be something useful among the herbs the captain gave me.”

It is a fairy herb. There might be something that can help.

My eyes read the note with an explanation without giving up hope, but stopped at a certain place. The pupils, which had implicitly contained a faint sense of inevitable resignation, grew larger and soon filled with joy.

“…Milan!”

Cleter immediately raised his head.

“Put this down his throat right now!”

“what? Hey, no matter how stupid he was, insulting a corpse…”

“What bullshit are you talking about?” Have you forgotten that this is a fairy herb? This is to save your life, so shove this down my throat first. “It doesn’t matter whether it’s the trachea or the esophagus.”

Either way, as long as it goes in, it will be effective.

It is written that when it enters the respiratory tract, water is immediately drawn out, and when it enters the esophagus, it is immediately dissolved and absorbed, causing vomiting that removes cold water from the lungs. It is also said that in the process, it heals the burden and wounds on the body.

[※Caution: If you feed it to a healthy person, the lungs may dry out and shrivel or break completely, so do not misuse it for unnecessary purposes.]

Hmm… When I saw the last treatment effect, I thought it could be used in other places, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. Anyway, the important thing is that you can save your colleagues with this now.

Milan’s eyes sparkled after hearing the explanation. He quickly took the herb, grabbed his colleague’s jaw open, and grinned as he recklessly shoved the herb down his throat.

“As instructed.”

…It looked quite bizarre.

Did I have a crazy person as a colleague? Ah, we used to be a crazy group.

“I understand you’re excited because you can save her, but just shove it down her throat without hurting her. “Be careful not to get your tongue stuck.”

“of course. Believe me.”

“….”

It’s not trustworthy at all.

At that moment, I saw the arm of a colleague who was dead… or on the verge of death, trembling.

…Is it because of my mood? Or that rigor mortis came late. Perhaps the spirit, angry at the radical action, has returned. The moment Cletor narrowed his eyes.

“Ugh ugh! Wow! Now sleep… wow!”

“oh.”

“Cluck cluck… What is this crazy bastard doing?! “Have you decided to kill someone?”

The corpse stands up and grabs Milan by the collar!

Milan’s face brightens even though he is spitting water out of his mouth and swearing. He hugged the reanimated corpse… no, his colleague.

“You’re alive! “The corpse came to life!”

“Who is the corpse?! “I’m not feeling well, so I press it… Uweeeek.”

“oh.”

Milan’s shoulders and back were covered with warm liquid.

…Luckily, I only spit out water. It might feel awkward, but.

‘Well, it’s not me.’

Cleter, as usual, ignored the situation and carefully took out another herb from his herb bag.

Being saved isn’t everything. Other aftereffects, such as a drop in body temperature, must also be addressed. This is the same for other people who fell into the water.

Holding an herb in one hand, he slapped the wet back of a colleague next to him, attracting attention.

“Now, all those who fell into the water, gather in front of me.”

“…?”

“Hurry up because we don’t have time.”

I need to recover quickly and go help the captain.

Immediately after the added remark, a line stretched in front of him.

***

There is a public bathhouse in Rweche. Do you know what this means?

Since there is no way such clean people would carelessly dump waste water within the castle, this means that there is a separate place where the used water flows out.

‘Infiltration through water is my specialty.’

2nd Corps Commander Develania, who was mainly in charge of infiltration-related work, lightly brushed the gills behind his ears with his outstretched hand and grinned. The webbed feet between the fingers clearly revealed their presence.

‘I don’t want to go in because it’s abandoned water, but…’ Only

by breaking down the camp will the scales of this sluggish war tilt significantly, so is there anything we can do?

After checking my belongings, I endured my discomfort and entered the water. There is a communication stone, a map, and other small items in my arms, but the stone communication stone is not likely to be damaged by water in the first place, and the map is waterproof, so there is no problem. Other small things are also not vulnerable to water.

Fortunately, the water passage was large enough for one person to pass through.

‘Well, if you make it small for no reason and it gets clogged, there will be no way to solve it.’

Instead of inefficiently replacing it from the beginning, it would be better to make it a size that people can walk through and clean and check it regularly, even if it means running the risk of an unexpected intrusion.

Devellania, who was mindlessly swimming against the current, stopped when he noticed the iron bars blocking his path.

‘As expected, I have prepared my own defenses.’

Fortunately, there is a locking device, so you can solve it by just picking it.

Where will the corps commander’s infiltration skills go? Without panicking, I rummaged through my bag and took out a thin stick. From slightly curved ends to serpentine ones. After holding various sticks and staring at the keyhole for a moment, she made a decision and picked up one of the sticks.

….

Once I solved it, it was easy after that.

Rweche was truly complacent in using all the same type of iron bars. In other words, it was all a locking device. Traps were triggered occasionally, but they weren’t dangerous.

At this rate, wouldn’t it be okay to use this as an entryway? I even thought about that for a moment.

‘It would have been a useful attack channel if it weren’t for the fact that other guys besides me can’t last long in the water.’

It is truly unfortunate that there are few demons who can swim against the current for a long time in a place where the water is all the way to their head and there is no time to breathe.

Develania, who had just reached the end of the passage and opened the map, stopped when she saw water droplets falling on the floor.

‘Ugh…’

If you move while the water is falling, a trace will remain.

It would have been nice if she could at least use magic, but magic was not allowed within the castle where Jin existed, so she simply wrung out her clothes and hair just enough to keep the water from dripping, and looked at the map again.

I tried to ignore the incredibly uncomfortable feeling that came from knowing that the water that soaked my body was wastewater.

‘Then… let’s go. It started from here.’

It’s fortunate that there aren’t many main axes.

I took a quick look at the route I had planned in advance so I wouldn’t have to go back and forth, and then took off. There was a strong possibility that there were troops protecting the main axis, but that was not a problem.

Assassination is one of the tasks that is linked to infiltration. The problem is time.

‘At most, within 15 minutes since the first murder was committed within the castle.’

It is clear that the moment they discover that the soldiers guarding the main axis over there are dead, they will first send additional troops to the main axis of each camp. Everything has to be finished before then.

Of course, it would be nice if the structure collapsed completely if Jin took down just one main axis, but such an important thing couldn’t be lax. It would be better to think and move towards destroying everything.

My agile body moved busier than usual.

***

The magic suppressor Jin has disappeared.

It looks like the 2nd Corps commander did it right. 11th Corps Commander Ririnel immediately gave an order to the corps members who were looking at me.

“Move!”

Immediately, the 11th Legion casts magic. Next, all the demons, including the 3rd and 4th Legions and the 2nd Legion members left behind by Develania, disappear in front of the castle. The people in front of the castle, which had suddenly become quiet, felt quite unfamiliar and uncomfortable, so the people watching widened their eyes.

Questions that came out reflexively filled the castle.

“has disappeared.”

“Where on earth did they go?”

“Is it magic? “You won’t be able to use magic here.”

The atmosphere is low and buzzing. These questions and agitation soon turned into astonishment at the commotion coming from within the castle.

It was easy to understand the situation.

Demons.

Entered the castle.