Chapter 11 – The Hero Was Furious
‘What?’
I was in the middle of his head getting cold with anger at Parrill’s words that I heard from inside.
I don’t know if Lina became that kind of existence to me before I knew it, but just the fact that they were exchanging harsh words about Lina broke her rationality.
But Parril didn’t stop there.
“Let’s take this opportunity to eat Rina properly, and take care of her hands properly even with the old lady who thinks she’s a ghetto old man.”
“I wonder if Rina had a crush on that bastard.”
“Kuu, that’s what you’ll know when you shove it. Whether you know the taste of men or not.”
I gritted my teeth at Parril’s words.
Originally, I planned to make it only half asshole, but since they thought about touching my precious things, there was nothing suitable.
“I don’t know. I don’t want to get involved in this.”
“Sick. Can’t you eat it even if I give it to you? If Allen goes out of town, can’t we just go and continue what we were doing before?”
“… You do it Because I am like that now.”
“Such an asshole. You are done now.”
“Haha, leave it alone, Parril. That bastard has been scared since before.”
A conversation that no longer needs to be heard.
The moment I got up with a cold expression on my face, the cabin door opened and a rogue came out.
I thought about what to do with him for a moment, but anyway, he opposed Parril’s dirty plan.
I slowly approached him, and after belatedly confirming my approach, he was started and sat down on the floor.
“… Lucky for you. That choice saved you.”
I said that while looking at the frozen guy.
“Go away. If you don’t want to fall behind.”
“… Go, thank you.”
After confirming that he was running out of the woods, I slowly approached the cabin.
Perhaps just making a plan was so much fun, and the laughter of Parryl and his one remaining idiot could be heard from inside the cabin.
I raised my leg and kicked the door of the cabin.
Like a door made roughly of wood, it shattered with a crackling sound with one kick.
“What, what?”
“… Allen?”
As I stepped inside, Parril and his punk froze at me.
I looked at them and smiled brightly.
“What’s so funny? Let me laugh a little too.”
To my words, they couldn’t answer properly.
Of course, he couldn’t have said anything about eating Lina or doing the ghetto in front of me.
“Gee, fuck. Hit!”
The only thing they could count on was their humble skills that could only be eaten in a rural village.
Parril cursed and swung his sword at me, and I saw his one remaining subordinate clutching his sword and running at me.
I ducked down to avoid Parril’s sword and kicked the lower body of the thug who rushed at me.
“Keep it off!”
I saw the bad guy hit the wrong place and collapsed to the floor, holding on to his groin.
Frightened, Parrill continued to swing his sword in the air, screaming as if he had lost his control.
“Die, die! You bastard!”
I moved my body several times to dodge his sword strike.
His clumsy swordsmanship seemed slow enough to cause a yawn.
The fight between me and him was inside a small cabin.
Eventually, I saw his sword his get stuck in a ledge attached to one side of the wall.
As I watched Parryl struggling to pull out the sword, I lightly kicked him in the abdomen.
He lost his sword and started rolling on the floor.
“… You are truly scum with no room for rehabilitation.”
I said that as I looked at Parryl and his son-of-a-bitch lying on the floor.
Once again, I felt a sense of shame at the fact that I had to save a world full of bastards.
“Sir dog. The asshole was lucky to get strength, the proud…”
Parrill gritted his teeth and glared at me with a ferocious expression as he shouted.
I felt rather dumbfounded by his confident attitude of his.
I couldn’t understand what the hell he had the guts to use evil in a situation like this.
Of course, even if I apologized now, nothing would change.
“Ha, if you really want to die like that, I’ll kill you.”
“Sounds funny. Do you kill people huh? Have you ever killed someone?”
I tilted my head at his words.
Could it be that I had the guts to say that I had never killed a person?
I was looking at Parril with an astonished expression.
“Fuck. Do whatever you want I’ll be beaten today, but I’ll get my revenge on you somehow.”
“… Why do you take it for granted that tomorrow comes?”
I asked Parril with a genuinely curious expression.
“A kid who couldn’t even kill a baby bug until a while ago has changed how much he became a hero? Huh? Anticipate. As much as I suffered today, I will definitely pay you back.”
‘No way…’
Looking at Parril, I was able to think of myself at that time.
It was.
Obviously, I had a weak personality enough to not be able to kill a single bug at this time.
So, even though everyone in the neighborhood treated me as a germ, I didn’t say anything and just boiled my insides.
“L-Parril… Then, what are you going to do when this bastard really gets pissed off?”
“Don’t be scared. You bastard son What would you do with a bully like us when you become a warrior?”
I ended up laughing as I listened to Parryl’s conversation his with his subordinate his.
Like Lina, they were properly mistaken about being a real hero.
A hero who protects justice and fights against the devil?
That was only half true.
However, in my previous life, the number of people I killed was overwhelmingly more human than demon army.
Even in a situation where a common enemy, the Demon King, appeared, human selfishness and greed knew no bounds.
**
‘The one chosen by God? Funny dude. Isn’t it the prince you follow, not the god?’
I instantly remembered a man in my long memory.
Outside the borders of the Empire, Balkan, the leader of the barbarians.
He disobeyed the emperor’s orders and ultimately lost his life at my hands.
‘Warrior. Think about it. What are they guilty of? I fear and resent your army more than the demon king’s army.’
And Bar Khan, until the last moment when his breath stopped, he only worried about those he led.
Perhaps, if I hadn’t been on the side of the prince and hadn’t needed the empire’s help to defeat the demon king, I would never have killed him.
Even though his whole body his is made up of muscles, and he likes alcohol and women too much, Balkan was a pretty cool guy even to me.
Perhaps had I met him otherwise, I might have become close friends with him.
‘I killed a guy like that with my own hands, but you guys…’
I let out a sigh as I looked at Parryl, who had blind faith in the good hero he had created.
Compared to Balkan, their lives were worth less than when they were on their toes.
“Where, do as much as you can, bastard! Uh?”
Perhaps because I was still in my thoughts, Parril was more energetic.
Perhaps he misunderstood that his thoughts were correct.
Well, if you think about it, at the time of the incident with Lina, I didn’t even know that it was my fault for letting him live.
“Okay. Great. I’ll kill you if you want.”
I lightly pulled out Parril’s sword, which was still stuck in the shelf.
Then, holding a sword, he slowly approached Parril’s subordinate who was sitting on the floor.
It wasn’t that I was specifically trying to deal with Parril last, it was just that his men were closer to me.
“This, this, the fuck… Oh, don’t come.”
“Asshole, there is nothing to be afraid of…”
Parril shouted at his frightened subordinate his, and bit his mouth shut.
Because I decapitated one of his subordinates with my sword.
Despite being a bully in a small town, the sword must have been quite good, and the subordinate’s head fell off pretty neatly and rolled on the floor.
Degur.
When the head of an unknown person rolling on the floor landed on the tip of his toe, Parril started screaming.
“Aww! Mmm, you crazy bastard. You killed a man!”
“Not really?”
“… Oh, don’t come. You monster bastard.”
“I have never killed anyone. You took out the trash.”
I said that to Parril, who was crawling on her hips.
The floor was bloody and slippery, but it didn’t hurt to walk up to it.
“… Now, I was wrong. I’m leaving this town, please… Buy, save…”
Three steps.
While I was walking just three steps, Parril rubbed his palms and begged me for forgiveness, but I did not forgive him.
If I forgive Jeeja and Parril, only the subordinate who left first will end up pitiful.
“U!”
Parryel, with a knife lodged in his throat, was seen clattering for breath.
I could see resentment toward me and fear of death passing by in his eyes.
And after a while
His eyes his were empty, showing no emotion.
The vacant eyes of the dead, who looked at them in their previous lives.
After confirming that Parril was dead, I pulled out the sword stuck in his throat and wiped the blood off his clothes.
It may not be a famous sword, but I thought there would be no problem using it for a while.
‘Now, really, goodbye here too.’
I thought so as I left the cabin where Parril and his men died.
Now that the two troublemakers who had been bothering the villagers had disappeared, I wondered if the village would be quiet for a while.
Of course, that was until the demon king army started attacking.
**
“Are you leaving?”
Seeing me, the saintess, and the Holy Knights preparing to head for the capital, the village chief approached the saintess and asked.
The saintess nodded her head, and the village chief sneakily looked around at her companions before approaching me and holding out her hand.
Since he was the village headman, who had neither bad ties nor good ties with me, I just stared blankly at his face.
“I didn’t know that a hero would come out of our village. If there’s anything that upsets you in the meantime, forget it all. It’s just that the people of this village are unfamiliar with you.”
The village chief put his hand away with a shy face and said that to me.
When I glanced behind the village chief, I saw several villagers looking at me with anxious expressions.
Apparently, the wanderer they had been ignoring had suddenly risen to the status of a hero, so it seemed that even when they slept, their dreams were disturbed.
“Ah, I don’t care.”
I answered that to the village chief.
He had no intention of taking revenge on the villagers.
Even if I don’t do anything, their lives will never be smooth in the future anyway.
“Allen. Are you leaving?”
After the village chief and villagers left, the ghetto old man approached me with Lina.
It was impossible to have only the old man and Rina come along, so he had already assigned escorts to her saintess.
There was no need to worry about the safety of inspiration.
It wasn’t even the time for the demon king’s army to function properly, and the saintess herself would care more about their safety than her than anyone else, thinking that she would probably take a hostage to become the hero’s leash .
“Youngsaeng, pack your things well and follow me. Don’t say you left something behind later.”
“… Am I a kid?”
“Originally, older people blink better than children.”
“Eh, you rotten bastard.”
While I was having such a conversation with the old man, Lina was still looking at me.
She was the one who was embarrassed that I became a warrior, but she seems to have relieved some of her anxiety by her words her to stay with the ghetto inspiration.
“Then see you in the capital.”
Lina greeted me like that with her pretty calm face, and I just nodded her head lightly at her greeting her.
We weren’t going to see each other anyway, and it was comfortable to say hello as brief as possible.
“… Do you want to be my lover?”
After I said hello to the ghetto old man, Lina, and joined the group, the saintess looked at me and asked me that.
I replied, frowning at her, wondering if this bitch, lacking inspiration, was thinking of taking Lina hostage.
“What does it matter?”
“… Yes. It won’t matter to me. Excuse me, I asked something stupid.”
The saintess frowned as if she was offended by my answer and climbed into her carriage.
As the saintess gazed at her chariot on which she rode, Genoa approached me.
