The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

150 – Hero party’s Decisive Battle (2)

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At the signal, a pebble flew toward the bell tower. The bell, which still remained even after the demon king’s army occupied it, rang a clear sound when a stone hit it, turning everyone’s attention away for a while.

Millet did not stop there. After attaching three arrows to the bow at the same time, they fired all at once at the guards visible through the window. Arrows stuck in the temples and between the foreheads of the guards in different positions, and they died, twisting their joints like wooden dolls, not understanding what was happening to them.

When the remaining soldiers hit Lena’s needle, they put on a stinging expression and hardened their faces, then fell to the ground with their entire bodies turning green.

Ashuria and I stepped outside at the same time, each pushing the fallen soldiers into the building. As soon as we saw their corpses disappear through the window, we clasped our palms together and went back into the guard’s quarters.

Inside the inn, a warrior was polishing his sword. The guards who were playing cards or looking at the timetable were caught up in the warrior’s neat swordsmanship and had their limbs torn to pieces.

a very brief moment.

This clandestine massacre, which took place during the ringing of the bell, came to an end in good time as soon as the bell rang.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, I alternately checked the timetable and time while avoiding the scattered bodies and blood pooling on the floor.

“There is about an hour left until shift. By the time they notice the massacre here, we must have already been fighting the Demon King.”

“That’s enough. After all, if you collide with the demon king in the castle, you won’t be able to be more secretive.”

Even the Demon King did not believe that it could end as simply as the corpses scattered here and now. However, 1 hour was enough time for us to get to the inside of the main castle where the demon lord is located.

If you go in a straight line from the guard’s quarters, there is a road leading to the castle.

the road to the devil.

I felt strength in my hands and took a deep breath.

*****

Inner quarters were full of papers as the war was in full swing. If you sit quietly in the hallway and watch the series of work processes, you will encounter demons wearing the same clothes, making the same facial expressions, and carrying lots of identical-looking bundles of papers, as if they were being produced in a factory.

From the documents in the armory, to the paperwork for the dead demons, to the next plan.

From the moment the Hero party ruined Lucifer’s plan, the demons in the castle were in a state of panic.

Of course, those who should have opened the gate and entered, cut off the supply route, saying they would kill the southern front. In addition, Lucifer, whom he believed in, died, and the power of the demon castle was empty except for the demon king.

“Even so, the Demon King cannot leave the castle.”

The Demon King was still not moving.

When a civil servant who was dark in military strategy risked his life to ask why, the demon king replied as follows.

They don’t have many troops, and the troops of the southern front will risk their lives to survive. Therefore, if the supply line blockade begins, the kingdom’s army will begin to be pushed back. At that time, they annihilate the kingdom army and the warriors with a pincer attack on both sides.

There were many evaluations that it was a strategy with enough potential if the demon king had a powerful weapon. That’s why they are working frantically even now that the demon king is in danger. If there is no hope to live, neither humans nor demons can be passionate.

The Demon, who was sweating profusely and organizing paperwork, stumbled in front of his desk with his face white. The Demon, who was busy handling other paperwork, looked around when he saw his colleague on the verge of collapsing.

He was so busy that everyone didn’t notice his condition.

The demon said to his colleague.

“hey.”

“Ah yes. Oh, I didn’t sleep.”

“Go and rest for 10 minutes.”

“No, that… … .”

“Because it’s okay. hurry. time goes by hurry.”

The demon left only those words and turned his head. The colleague was thrilled with the strong camaraderie that remained among the demons and moved on with tears in her eyes. The imperial castle was so large that many rooms were empty or used as resting rooms.

Originally used as a warehouse, this room was also located in a deserted area, cool and pleasant, so demons often used it as a resting room.

The demons struggled to raise their hazy eyes and moved on.

When I thought that if I took a few more steps, I could have a good rest in paradise, my steps became impatient, unlike my flaccid body. As he hurriedly grabs the doorknob, pushes the door with his shoulder, and throws himself into the air, a red-haired human woman smiles brightly and hugs him tightly.

“uh?”

The demon thought for a moment that it was a dream and looked around. A black-haired beauty and a blonde-haired pretty boy. Elf. And a man with sharp eyes.

The demon felt the body scent tickling the tip of his nose and the thin, strong hand that covered his mouth.

As soon as he realized that all this was not a dream, he began to struggle and tremble.

“town! Ugh!”

“Quiet. Or I’ll kill you and drag someone else in.”

Lena nodded. In the corner of the warehouse, there was one more demon who had already collapsed with a broken neck. He was forced to catch his breath with his mouth shut, realizing that he would end up like that if he continued to rebel.

“one.”

Let Lena count. The demon trembled as if he had been electrocuted, then raised his hand as if to remain calm and closed his eyes tightly. As if praising such a demon, Lena brushed her hair once and said:

“Yeah, good job. That’s nice.”

“Lena, you look like a mother.”

Asura laughed at Millet’s nonsense, and Lena nodded naturally.

“Mom is right. All demons don’t have mothers. That’s why I become that kind of person instead.”

“As expected, Lena is nice!”

The warrior asked the demon with a hardened expression even in a friendly atmosphere.

“Where is the Demon King?”

“town… ! ugh… !”

When Lena released her hand, the demon looked around and caught her breath again. Then, shaking and nodding his head, he said:

“Sah, save me… ! I will tell you anything if you help me.”

“I asked where the demon king was.”

As the hero stretched out his hand toward the sword, the demon whispered in a small voice.

“The throne room! Ah, in the audience room! From there, you can see the mountains beyond the walls, so you can tell when the troops of the southern front will arrive… … !”

“mister. Do you know where the audience room is?”

“Wherever you can see the mountain range, you will be using the existing imperial audience room. I know the location.”

When the demons saw me and Lena making eye contact and nodding, they began to break out in a cold sweat and laugh.

“Hey, are you going to save me? Yeah? I’ve said everything… … .”

Lena did not pay attention to the demons. she asked, looking at me.

“Then, shall we go?”

The needle protruding from Lena’s hand was stuck in the demon’s head. The demon was drooling with its mouth wide open, and the lower half of its body loosened up and leaked urine. Lena threw the demon far away so that it wouldn’t get on her clothes, and Millet looked at the demon and said.

“I asked for help.”

“I didn’t kill him. It’s fine.”

I looked at the demon again. Judging by the way her body shrivels and her eyes are rolled back, even if she were alive, she would not be living. I kicked him lightly in the leg, then turned around and walked out.

*****

the way to the throne room.

After confirming that there were few guards inside and that most of them were civil servants, we concluded that it was better to break through the corridors quickly than sneak.

On the other side of the hallway, demons who hadn’t noticed us yet were engrossed in their work.

As the hero drew his sword, Ashuria stopped her.

“Hero, you must save your strength.”

Then she simply got into a pose, swayed her center of gravity backwards, and then used her leg power to blast out. Looking at it from the side, it seemed as if Ashuria’s body itself had elongated and then disappeared.

pop!

The demons, who had piled up documents on the cart and moved them, suddenly turned their heads. A fist-shaped hole was punched through his head, and papers were blown up in the aftermath. At the origin of the papers that gathered and fluttered in the shape of a whirlwind, an afterimage of Ashuria appeared dizzy.

pop!

pop!

I couldn’t even hear a scream.

Parts of the demons’ bodies exploded like firecrackers, and documents scattered. Papers soaked in blood and intestines were dried on the floor, and papers were flying in a mess to the ceiling and windows. We followed carefully the dark red path that Ashuria had made.

I was able to face a milestone that exists between the walls.

[Hall of Knights]

A hall prepared for honorable knights.

The place that everyone in the empire once dreamed of still remains.

I knew who was still there.

I stopped there. The wide hallway leading to the throne room was engulfed by black shadows.

The path I had to go seemed to be lingering in a darker shadow.

Ashuria finished tidying up just in time and turned around. She wiped the sweat from her hair and fanned the hem of her dress. The warrior looked back at me and said.

“mister?”

“…The audience room is over there.”

The tips of my fingers were perpendicular to where my head was pointing. The hero looked alternately at the end of his line of sight and at the throne room, then spoke to me.

“….mister.”

My name had many meanings. The meaning of the journey so far was contained in that voice.

“it’s okay. Warrior.”

I smiled at the hero, held her hand tightly and said.

“Defeat the Demon King. It is a must.”

The hero was making a complicated expression. Seeing my smile, she asked again.

“Are you coming back?”

I said looking at the hall.

“Warrior. I have everything there. The reason I lived and the reason I was with the hero until now is all in that place.”

“mister.”

I said to the warrior If I smiled, I thought it would reassure her too.

“When I get back, I’ll tell you everything.”

The warrior was making a strange expression.

Ashuria, Lena, and Millet all glanced at each other and then looked at the hero.

Thinking it was the strategy meeting I mentioned earlier, I headed towards the hall.

my past,

The reason I live

because I was there

“I will be there. Muspel.”