Chapter 225 – Melon Frost
“Eh …!”
The green ghost, hit by an arrow on the stomach, crawls far and wide on the floor.
Begging for life pitifully in the face of death, be it a beast or a demon-. They weren’t that different from humans.
Blazing-
The person who shot the arrow at the green ghost approaches with a giggle and a perch.
The reddish shade of the opponent’s face looked distorted like a devil even to the Green Demon.
“Uh-huh-, where are you going to run?”
A man with a fist-sized hump on his left lower crown approached without hesitation- and trampled on the green ghost’s chest with his boots.
The bloodstains of the other Green Ghost, which had clung to the soles of his shoes, were smeared on the Green Ghost’s chest.
The lump-beaked man took out a sharp dagger from his waist, which is used for skinning animals.
“Keeek-, kkeeweeek-!”
A green spirit who intuitions death and screams and struggles -.
But she couldn’t get out of her man’s feet.
The man who squatted down in front of the green demon- thrust the blade right into the scruff of his neck.
Write-
The blade pierced the soft skin beneath the green ghost’s chin and went deep.
Kek-
Instead of a loud scream, the Green Ghost spat out bubbles of blood and rubbed his limbs finely.
The man who took out her knife and wiped her blood by rubbing it on the rag-like hem of the green ear-, raised her head and stared at somewhere.
Something seemed to be wriggling in the dark.
Kiek-!
It was another green ghost lying there pretending to be dead.
He tossed the soil he was holding in his hand at the lump-beaked man and ran into the tunnel.
Even though the arrow was stuck in the thigh- the movement was quite nimble.
“No, the green demon runs away! You can’t miss-!”
The lump-beaked man screamed at her, bulging her sand-infused eyes—and spattering his spittle.
As if he had waited – the hatchet thrown by someone flew through the air.
The ax blade that was spinning in a circle was stuck in the green ghost’s claw.
Kehehe-
The running green ghost collapsed on the floor like a bowling pin.
The person who threw the ax shook his hand and muttered.
“Let the bastard rummage…”
It was Marjorie, the red fox of the River Mill.
Spitting on her palm, she reached the squirming Green Ghost, trampled her cleft with her foot, and grabbed the hatchet.
Brains and blood flowed from the cob, which split like a watermelon, and soaked the soil grains in the mine red.
The situation is over.
Whoa-
She sighed and fell to the floor one by one.
Sweat dripped all over her body.
“I’ll get some water too.”
“Here you go.”
Margery took her canteen from Hans and gulped down.
She wiped the running water with her teeth and tapped the rust ear’s corpse with her foot.
The appearance of the Green Ghost was really not that different from that of a human.
That her palms and soles were large – that her fingernails and claws were sharp – that she had skin so tough that her knives couldn’t penetrate it. And that the skin color is green.
Those were the only things worth noting.
Oh, and there was also a part where the baggage was abnormally large and disgusting.
Marjorie stepped on the shaft of the green ghost with her boots, then glanced back at Seo-joon.
The other day, I had encountered that guy just waking up and coming out of his room—the size of the stiffly pitched tent was quite bizarre.
The Green Ghost’s item was probably smaller than Seo-Jun’s.
“Could you please move away for a moment?”
Marjorie was just thinking about that—someone came up and touched her forearm.
He was a lumpy man.
As Marjorie stepped aside, the man crouched down in front of the dead Green Demon’s corpse, and pulled out an arrow stuck in the man’s thigh.
As long as the arrowhead is not bent or broken, it can be reused as much as possible, so it was better to collect what could be recovered if possible.
The battle wasn’t over yet, and the arrows weren’t infinite either.
Similarly- Lily and the other lump-beaked men were pulling out the arrows stuck in the body of the Green Ghost one by one.
Meanwhile, Ian went to the leper woman who fell on the floor and couldn’t get up.
“Hey, are you okay…?”
The woman glanced up at her.
He saw her woman’s face and swallowed her saliva.
A head full of holes, like a diseased chick from green demons tearing at its hair, a bloody face with a crushed nose and cracked lips, oozing egg breasts, and a lower belly protruding like Namsan.
The woman gasped her breath—she whispered something incoherently incomprehensible.
“I’m sorry, but what are you talking about…”
When Ian, who had been listening quietly, shook her head and expressed her disapproval, the hump approached and held out a dagger to her woman.
“…”
The woman took it and held it gratefully—she nodded her head to Lump.
Lump-beak glanced at Ian. Seeing as he was silent and reticent, it was on her older brother’s side.
“Why the knife…”
The moment Ian raised her doubts, the woman with her eyes closed tightly held her dagger high and stabbed her in the stomach.
The blade- that was stabbed several times into her round belly.
Blood splattered down Ian’s cheek.
Ian, who did not understand her situation and stiffened, belatedly held onto the woman’s arm.
Please don’t do this-, you will die too-.
He twisted her wrist to snatch her dagger and pressed her hand against her leaky belly.
Ahh-! Ahh-!
The woman howled and struggled like an animal—and then she rolled her black eyes and passed out.
Heo heo heo-
Ian’s whole body was covered in her blood and sweat.
Even though her woman had passed out already – she couldn’t let her out of her arms.
As her party belatedly approached—Ian brushed her face with a clear look of exhaustion.
“Gwa, are you okay Ian…?”
Lily asked with her flagship.
Ian, whose cheeks were smeared with the blood of a woman, replied with a laugh.
“···No.”
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“Now it begins. There will be more hordes inside.”
The lump that collected all the arrows muttered after taking a sip of water.
There were only five Green Ghosts left dead here.
Lumpy, who was familiar with the structure of the tunnel, said that there was a much wider space deep inside the tunnel.
He said that they were probably building a proper village there.
He said the number is estimated to be between a few dozen and as many as a hundred.
How do you know that, someone asked.
It was a mercenary named Jonathan.
He replied that he had estimated it by looking at the amount of poop that the lump-billed guys came out to fight.
When the sun goes down and the sky gets dark, it is said that green spirits crawl out to hunt animals and eat fruits and berries.
And then they pack a lot of shit-, most of them are bigger than the dead bodies here.
“These bastards are all small puppies. Just looking at it, it doesn’t have a single muscle and it’s not flimsy.”
“So, are you saying that there are about a hundred of them down there, right now?”
Jonathan continued with a look of disbelief. He was intimidated by the word three digits.
“But you’re going to catch them? With only this number of people-?”
The group fell silent at his words.
“This is fucking suicidal-! It’s like going to a fucking place-!”
At Jonathan’s shout- Margery and Hans shook their heads in agreement.
It was easy to catch five, but it was different if it was about a hundred.
If someone gets hurt, they’ll get hurt, and maybe even die. Or maybe, everyone here will die.
Ian asked with a stiff expression.
“…There must be women down there, right?”
He was still holding the woman’s stomach to keep her blood from leaking out.
She was breathing heavily with a face that wouldn’t be strange even if a woman died anytime.
Her hump smiled and nodded her head.
“Twenty women have been captured so far. There must be Unless she ate them all in the meantime.”
“Then I should go.”
At Ian’s words, Lily nodded her head.
The two look at Seo-joon.
Seo-joon shrugged his shoulders as if I was wondering what else to do.
Margery groaned and sighed as she scratched his hair.
“Whoa-we’ll follow.”
At those words, Hans shook his head as if he knew that.
It was a matter of mana breathing. There was no way she would give up.
When things took a weird turn – Jonathan shuddered at his disgust.
“Are you all sane? I’m going to die, now-! That’s right, Neyman! You? Are you going back…?”
He asked the brown-haired mercenary with a porpoise on his face just in case.
Neiman, who is from the same country as Jonathan, stared blankly at Jonathan and replied.
“I am going down. Even if I die, I will die inside.”
“Crazy···!”
Did you all go around as a group? Didn’t he get hit in the head with a hammer?
At Jonathan’s errands- Seo-joon stood up from his seat.
Then, his mouth became just-happy.
He looked at Jonathan and said.
“If you are going, go. I won’t catch you-“
Jonathan’s face turned bright at Seo-jun’s question.
“I-really? Is it okay if I go?”
Actually, Jonathan just stood by the fight.
Watching them wield swords and shoot arrows from the side, they were only contemplating running away by sticking close to the back row.
It’s fortunate that they overwhelmingly slaughtered-, if it weren’t for that, they would have been kicked out right away.
Some of the party noticed it, but didn’t bother to say anything.
“I don’t think it would be of any help. Go.”
Seojun spoke without adding or subtracting the slightest bit – Jonathan’s face was red, but he did not refute.
As he began to prepare his clothes without a murmur, the disapproving glances of others turned to Jonathan.
Still, he didn’t care at all.
Is it a big deal to be embarrassed? If he died, he was a good man, and if he lived, he was a good man.
Once I live, I can eat the pussy of the widow next door and suck on the black nipples, right?
“When you go, take this person with you-.”
Seo-Jun gestured at the woman who collapsed into Ian’s arms, gasping for breath.
“… Kheum, I get it.”
I was a bit wary of just running away, but I thought that even if I went home alone, I wouldn’t be beaten by lepers.
Jonathan carried the faint-hearted woman on his back and hurried up the narrow shaft without looking back.
“That bastard…”
After six came, Neiman, who was left alone now, talked about Jonathan behind his back.
That bastard-, he said he took it out by himself even when he was frosting melons- What happened to him was the same even when he grew up, he muttered.
After sitting on the floor and reorganizing for a while, the party soon got up one by one.
Then we started down the dark tunnel again.
Go deeper -.
