I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 334

334. Before the day was over (6),

the threads that were hanging down all over the place became taut, and Lirinel’s body and head were separated.

Develania looked at the head rolling on the floor with an inexplicable expression and then quietly opened her mouth.

“…The 11th Corps Commander who cannot use magic is no different from a child in the human world.”

Extremely weak and incompetent. Even if I live, I won’t be able to contribute even a single hand to the battle against these monsters.

“So the commander of the 11th Corps is dead.”

I turned around without any regrets. When I raised my hand to cover my mouth, the internal injuries inflicted by Lirinel’s magic belatedly came out of my mouth.

It could have been a reaction to something I had been suppressing all along, but what came out was a short cough.

“Cough.”

After spitting out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and looked around. It seems that everyone is still being held captive by the Legion Commanders on Deonhardt’s side. I sighed.

‘…In the end, I am the only corps commander who can keep Jaykar in check.’

I’d like to rest a little, but that’s not allowed on the battlefield. He snapped his fingers.

A stake made of magical power is driven into the most efficient place, regardless of the space or floor, and an invisible thread hangs loosely with Jaykar at the center.

In fact, it is very useful for performing silent attacks. By the time the other person notices something, it is usually already too late.

Moreover, since the current attack was a surprise attack by the 2nd Corps Commander, it was already too late when the 1st Corps Commander Jaykar, who was finishing up organizing all the corps, sensed something ominous.

“…done.”

“…!”

Sigh!

…Before considering strength, there is something called compatibility. It was for this reason that most legion commanders were reluctant to fight Develania.

A surprise attack that could even cut off the arm of the 1st Corps commander.

Yes, Jaykar’s arm flew off.

‘…I originally aimed for all four limbs.’

Just in case, I tried to cut it into very small pieces, but he avoided it all and only gave me one arm?

I thought my body had become a little rusty because I was always confined to the Demon King’s Castle, but it seems to have loosened up again after sparring with Deon Hart and experiencing actual combat. Annoying. Develania looked bored.

“Well, anyway…”

Jaykar’s gaze turns towards this direction. Looking straight into his eyes, she grinned.

“If you were the commander of the 1st Corps who lost an eye and lost an arm, wouldn’t it be worth it to fight him head-on?”

“….”

It was a provocative joke, but it wasn’t entirely wrong.

Losing an eye would have disrupted his sense of distance, and losing an arm would have caused him to lose his balance. Perhaps it would have been better if they had adapted after a long time, but in the current situation, it was natural that the corps commander, Develania, who had all four limbs intact, would have an advantage.

“…Fighting shouldn’t be done with your mouth.”

Instead of reacting to her obvious provocation, Jaykar quietly adjusted his sword.

Meanwhile, Trover, the 9th Corps commander, is still in a fierce battle with the 6th Corps commander.

“Fuck shit! “How on earth is this going?”

He was swinging his fist as hard as he could and swearing.

Deon, no, Deon Hart, wants the death of the demons on his side. What kind of bullshit is this!

I hoped it was just Develania’s rift, but even the others knew. This means it is not a lie.

“Damn it!”

Quang!

As if to prove the confusion, the sound of an ax clashing with a fist rang out eerily.

It’s unpleasant that that statement isn’t a lie, and it’s also unpleasant that I’m the only one who didn’t know this. I was swinging my fist in annoyance, and Belitan, who had been staring at me during the battle, suddenly opened his mouth.

“If you’re that angry, wouldn’t you rather stick here?”

“what?”

“If we stick here, we can take care of Deonhardt, right?”

“What is that? It must be the same for Develania, right?”

“Is it possible to kill a hero without a supporter?”

A faint laugh was heard, as if it were ridiculous.

In any case, since it is a conversation situation, the battle becomes a little looser. At this point, the voice continued without missing the opportunity, as if trying to persuade.

“If the situation is like this, the Demon Lord will step forward. “As the Demon King, I can’t just leave the enemy hero alone.”

“….”

“It means that He will move even if He is not angry because of us. “If you just stick to this side, your revenge will come naturally.”

“….”

“So how about being on our side?”

Trover neither confirmed nor denied. Instead, he muttered a curse softly.

“I feel like shit, I want to do that too.”

“…What does that mean?”

“I can’t. “I was bound by a contract.”

“Well… no wait. No way…”

“I made a mistake.”

When I heard the details of the contract at the time, I thought it would be beneficial and signed the contract without any exception clauses, in case the team would change their minds. Because of that, there is no provision such as ‘An exception will be made when Deonhardt tries to kill Trover.’

There is even no specific set price for breaking the bet, so when you bet on the right to wish in the beginning, the price you bet on with the promise that it will be answered has been followed as is.

Since he promised ‘all his magical power’, if he breaks the contract, he will lose all the magical energy that makes up his body. That means dying.

“Are you… an idiot?”

“…It was a mistake!”

“My mouth hurt needlessly. No, I should say I’m glad I didn’t end up attracting an idiot like this. Even if I become an ally, it will only give me a headache.”

“You wanna die?”

The battle became more intense again.

Nevertheless, the absurd emotion does not disappear from Belitan’s face. Trover even had the same look in his eyes as if he were looking at the stupidest bastard in the world, and he growled as he struck only one part of the broken axe.

“Even if I think of another plan, I will think about killing you first.”

“You can’t do it with your head…!”

Kwajangchang!

The ax broke. Belitan reflexively grabbed the largest of the sharp fragments flying in all directions and let out a loud groan as a hand grabbed his neck and slammed it to the floor.

Two vicious hands grab the neck and apply force, as if they are planning to break the neck. A nervous voice was vaguely heard.

“I’m also big, but you’re so big that it’s really needless.”

“K-”

“Aren’t you really a monster, just by your appearance?”

If only I had to hold one neck with both hands…

I didn’t focus on the meaningless muttering. Belitan suddenly swung the blade fragment in his hand. Just before it hit his temple, Trover grabbed his wrist, but instead of stopping there, he kicked the opponent as if pushing him away and flew him over his head.

“Heook kolok!” Have you seen a monster you can communicate with? And that statement… is discrimination against demons.”

If you are a demon, you should be divided into classes fairly based on the logic of power, regardless of appearance.

My palms feel sore as if I have suffered a fairly deep wound from holding on tightly to the sharp fragments without a handle. However, Belitan’s neck seemed to hurt more than that, so he took a few more breaths and rushed towards Trover again.

Trover removed the threatening fragments with a flick of his wrist. Even otherwise, Belitan had no choice but to miss the fragments even with a simple punch because his wrist was injured due to the force of his grip when he was caught.

I ignored my throbbing wrist that felt like it was cracked and punched me.

bang! Kwaang!!

A loud noise that could not be believed to have been a punch rang out. The corps commanders glanced back at them and thought.

‘It’s a battle of strength against strength.’

‘It’s a battle of strength and power.’

Even though they are exchanging punches one after another in an ignorant manner without any special skills, it is even more chilling because they are doing so.

They realized that they were in the middle of a battle for a moment as their eyes were focused on the fight between the two beasts, so they turned their gaze again and focused on the enemy in front of them.

Meanwhile, Trover, who was exchanging punches, felt his opponent’s fists losing strength and his eyes lit up. Instinct was telling me. The odds were against me.

‘of course.’

Belitan is a guy who relies on weapons, and I am a pure martial arts fighter!

As I regain my composure, my mouth itches. He grinned at the other person.

“Would you like to show me a magic trick?”

“What kind of bullshit is that…”

“The magic that makes me win!”

I mustered up all my remaining strength and suddenly struck the bridge of my chin. As expected, the guy who was hit stumbles without being able to properly defend himself, as if he was quite weak. Trover didn’t miss the chance and rushed in and strangled him again. The neck was too thick to break, and there were no suitable weapons nearby, so this was the only way.

He pretends to be fine, but in fact, his physical strength is at a critical point. If I don’t kill it this time, I might die. I gritted my teeth and tightened my hands.

“Please! die…!!”

The opponent was just as desperate, so the struggling guy swung his fist with all his might. A menacing sound is heard cutting through the air and a fist is seen getting closer. and.

Crunchy.

As soon as I heard the sound of bones breaking under my grip, the fist stopped right next to my face.

In what feels like an eon filled with silence, my fist slowly loses its strength and soon falls. Only then was Trover able to let go of his hands that were holding the other person’s neck and sit down.

“Ha… I thought I was going to die.”

I roughly wiped away the cold sweat that had dripped down.

The wind hitting my face when he threw his fist was unusual. If I had been hit, I would have probably been knocked out, and it would have been difficult to predict what would happen next. A fight that was even worse than before began and chaos unfolded.

…anyway.

‘Now there are no enemies left…’

I turned my eyes away from what had ended and looked around.

I passed over the Dernivan guy who was fighting well with the 4th Corps commander, and the battle between the 1st and 2nd Corps commanders caught my eye.

“…what?”

A question reflexively popped out.

“What happened while I was fighting?”

What happened that caused the 1st Corps Commander to be in such a state?

To exaggerate it a bit, people are asking where the 1st Corps commander is going and what kind of rags are there.

Why are his eyes the way they are and where did he sell one of his arms? Seeing that they are having a tense fight with the 2nd Corps Commander on such a topic, it seems like they are really fierce on that side as well.

‘Anyway… the 1st Corps commander was an ally.’

Deonhardt is trying to kill us, but the enemies in the current situation are clear. Whether or not you fight those who were your allies again later, you should think about it after eliminating the immediate enemy first.

Guys like the commander of the 2nd corps, who carry out subtle surprise raids and manipulate the thread, are vulnerable to guys like me who push through force.

‘I’m in a critical state, too… but just looking at it, I’m much better than the demon who lost an eye and an arm.’

It would be better for me to step forward and deal with the 2nd corps commander first than to wait and waste time and lose the 1st corps commander. If you have the personality of the 1st Corps Commander, you will enter the battle again as soon as your physical condition recovers to a certain extent, so there is no need to win, just hold on. Even before your shift, you will be able to receive support from the 1st Corps Commander in times of danger.

Therefore, in order to end this tiresome battle, Trover entered their fight in a bad body.

“Develania! “Why don’t you just let the patient rest and fight with me?”

Develania tried to keep a stern face at the appearance of an unwelcome being.

“Are there any non-patient demons here? “You too are a patient.”

“Not all patients are the same. “I knew you were a bit sneaky, but I never thought you would be so cowardly that you would grab a critically ill patient and fight.”

“You weren’t in critical condition from the beginning, right? And where is the cowardice in fighting?”

“Let’s make noise and fight!”

“This ignorant bastard…!”

Develania’s expression crumpled. Jaykar’s expression wasn’t very good either.

“I can handle it.”

“Who said anything? I will fight only until your health recovers. “I’m not in very good shape either, so I can’t fight for long.”

“…I’ll leave it to you.”

To be honest, it was his limit, so Jaykar didn’t insist any further and instead put the sword into the scabbard on his waist and roughly leaned against a nearby rock, covering his shoulder where blood was still dripping from time to time.

Develania, who was looking at Jaykar and Trover alternately, inevitably gritted his teeth.

“You’re going to fight in shifts? Cowardly….”

“Where’s the cowardice in fighting?”

Go ahead and attack me.

Trover grinned.