Chapter 42 – The Saintess Hated Humans.
“Stop!”
It goes without saying, but no one in the world will stop just because they are told to stop.
If you were going to stop at a word, you wouldn’t have even started in the first place.
“Don’t come, you mercenary soldier bastard!”
As I got closer, the frightened little boy barked at me.
You are a mercenary soldier.
Probably, the little boy who didn’t even know what a hero was was mistaking it for a mercenary soldier.
I thought it was absurd, but I approached the kid with a firm expression on my face.
The little boy, who had never met an adult except one who held him up, seemed to realize for the first time in his life that an opponent bigger than himself could do anything about him.
He didn’t even spill his life out of him, but he was in a state of fear when a much bigger opponent looked down at him.
“What, what are you doing? Do not hold this child.”
The line he had heard somewhere flowed out of the little boy’s mouth.
However, Charlie, who had already heard what had become of Juan, seemed unwilling to step out, and so did the soldiers under him.
I smiled as I looked down at the tear-stained little boy.
The kid’s face started to tremble at the fact that there was no one who would take his side.
“Yeah, warrior. Sorry… Sorry. I, I… I’ll tie you well… Please forgive me.”
At that moment, Hazel stepped in between me and the kid and said that.
I looked at her with her plaintive face of her, but Hazel was begging me with her puck and her earnest expression of her.
To be honest, Hazel and the kid are like no other.
Even so, Hazel stood guard in front of her little boy.
‘You’re funny. Let’s see if that’s true?’
Little by little, I started spewing out my will to live towards Hazel.
She is said to be a countess, but to a level that is a little difficult for Hazel, who is nothing more than an ordinary woman.
As if it had worked, Hazel’s face began to turn white, and I could see her body her trembling like an aspen tree.
The little boy, who showed a confident appearance earlier, is hiding behind Hazel and urinating under the influence of that murder.
I felt puzzled by Hazel’s refusal of her to back down even though her expression of her was full of fear.
It was because the image of the woman in front of her eyes did not match the woman named Bertin Hazel, who had locked the walls, whether or not many refugees died.
“It’s fun.”
I said that to Hazel, then slowly reached out and grabbed her little boy’s head.
She felt her immature head her slip into her hand her.
“Let go! Let go! What a filthy commoner you are!”
The little boy grabbed my hand and screamed and screamed, but I wasn’t the one who would let him go.
Hazel also held onto my arm to stop me, but in the first place, she couldn’t control me with her power over her.
“Listen up, kid.”
“This person…”
I slowly opened her mouth to her teary little boy.
“Yes, don’t think that your proud status will protect you forever. It’s a world where it wouldn’t be strange if you run away from the commoners you ignore so much.”
With that advice, I put the little boy named Lloyd on the floor.
I didn’t know if the guy who had just run away and hid behind a pillar understood what I was saying.
However, what I said to him wasn’t something I just said out of the mood.
The prince turned away from my request to punish Hazel, but that didn’t mean Hazel and the little boy’s life was smooth.
As the battle with the Demon King’s army intensified, the refugees continued to flock to Butler’s territory, a border area, and the finances were in a mess.
In the end, the impatient citizens, refugees, and even the retainers of the Butler family needed someone to relieve their pain.
Of course, it was Hazel, the owner of the territory, and the little boy who became the sacrifices.
And then, the guy who suddenly swallowed the Butler estate…
‘I remembered.’
I glanced at Charlie and remembered an old memory.
Apparently, at that time, it was a man named Charlie who succeeded the Butler estate, and he remembered that he, who had stabilized the estate by demonstrating unexpected skills, was in Aaron’s eyes and was on a winning streak.
‘I can understand the rough drawing.’
There shouldn’t have been any unexpected skill in the first place.
As far as I can see, a man named Charlie is greedy, but he has no talent.
Considering that everything was a picture drawn up by Charlie from the beginning, it was not surprising that he quickly stabilized the revolted territory.
“There are conditions.”
Grasping the rough situation, I spoke to Hazel.
Hazel, terrified, looked at me and asked if she hadn’t expected me to put a condition on it.
“Joe, what are the conditions?”
“First, let the refugees into the castle.”
“Are you a refugee?”
“Yeah, it’s messy.”
Hazel’s eyes naturally searched for Charlie, the administrator.
When I followed her gaze to Charlie, he gave me a puzzled look, but Hazel, who didn’t know anything, answered me with an innocent face.
“Yes, I will.”
“Great.”
“Joe, is that all you need?”
I looked at her, scratching her chin at her, Hazel’s words at her.
It was because I thought that maybe the incident that happened in the first round wasn’t completely Hazel’s responsibility to her.
But I did not give up her debt to Hazel.
Because incompetence and ignorance were also sins.
“I will tell you the other conditions after the work is done.”
“…”
Hazel looked at me anxiously, but at the end she couldn’t deny it.
It seemed to her that she had neither the strength nor the will to refuse my offer anyway.
**
“You heard the hero, too, what they did.”
As we left the castle, Marian told me so.
He probably didn’t like that I told Hazel to accept the refugees.
Of course, I also didn’t have good feelings for the refugees.
The weak were not unconditionally good, and they were not too different from the rotten ones of the Butler estate.
Of course not all of them are like that.
“I do not care. After all, it’s true that they are intrusive.”
Marianne didn’t seem to like my decision, but she didn’t bother throwing up.
Rather, she seemed to care about her future work her, and she asked me other questions.
“By the way, what’s the point of looking for refugees?”
I slowly nodded at Marian’s words to her.
Anyway, the reason I left Marian and the castle was to rescue the remaining refugees and to see the dynamics of the Demon King’s army, no, monsters.
“Didn’t all the people who were supposed to run away already run away?”
I laughed at Marian’s words of her.
She thought she might be able to get along with her quite a bit, so I kindly began to explain her to Marian.
“They are one of them. Even if you evacuate, you have enough wealth to not worry for a while, or you have nothing to feel regret.”
“What does it matter what you have?”
“Perhaps most of the people who remain are the ones who have something in there that can’t be moved like land?”
“You can’t escape from monsters because of that land?”
Marian asked back with a look of disbelief at my words.
It’s only natural that she does n’t understand the psychology of those people for her, who she values only her own life and the eyes of her people her.
I just shrugged her shoulders and looked at Marianne.
She felt no need to explain to her ahead of time what she was about to face anyway.
To Marian, who was born in Raksha, it cannot be said that she does not know the world, but it is true that her experience of her is still limited.
I wondered if she, too, would realize how stupid and illogical humans are if she went around with me.
“It’s because humans are willing to go to war because of that land.”
At my words, which sounded like I was talking to myself, Marianne’s expression deepened in her thoughts.
**
“I will not leave the village.”
“Are you crazy? They say monsters will attack in a little while?”
It didn’t take Marianne long to realize that fact.
Looking at the inspiration in her stubborn expression her, Marianne was screaming in frustration, but her inspiration her was the same.
“I’d rather die if I die, I have no intention of leaving here.”
Not only her inspiration as the village headman, but also the people behind her nodded her head with a determined look at those words.
In fact, there were traces of monsters around the village, and the villagers knew about it.
To me, the monsters that hadn’t attacked the village just seemed strange, but the villagers seemed to be encouraged by that action.
Marianne couldn’t hide her frustration at the expression on their faces that they would fight to the death with cheap weapons made from remodeled farm tools.
“No, are you really going to die?”
“If you’re that worried, you guys can help too.”
“Yes?”
“A saint? That young man over there is a warrior. Then you should help us. Isn’t that what you came for?”
Marian looked tired of the village chief’s nonsense, but the villagers nodded at her with an impudent expression.
“If we help, what’s the difference? And you said you’re not leaving here? The monsters will keep coming, how can I stop them all?”
“Leave it alone, Marian. You say you want to die, wouldn’t it be okay if I let you die?”
I stopped Marian from putting on her shorts before I knew it, and she said so.
Lina told me to take responsibility as much as I gained strength, but well.
In the first place, I didn’t think I had gained so much power from the goddess.
