Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear chapter 97

97 – Inside the Barracks

As Miss Prianian came in after her and carefully closed the door, the sound of grasshoppers stopped.

As always, the order of movement was me in the front, she in the back.

Seeing that the end of the hallway on the right was a bit darker, I thought the stairs were over there.

As I picked up my shield and moved to the right, the sound of blades of grass gently sweeping the floor followed quietly behind me.

“Gorolong.”

“Keoouk…”

Occasionally, a soft snoring could be heard from beyond the door, but it passed.

We had work to do, and we didn’t have time to go through the whole room.

But there are certain places where you can hear a lot of chatter.

Kikkik.

“Oh. It’s a boat.”

“That should have been done in moderation.”

Among them, there is bound to be a guy who jumps out in front of me, scratching his belly.

With our hearts beating wildly, we quickly hid behind a crate set up by the hallway.

Jerobeok, jeobeok.

Fortunately, he didn’t look this way and went to the bathroom.

I heard the sound of a crossbow being pointed behind my back.

‘Wait.’

I stopped Miss Prianian with a hand signal.

Perhaps she had some thoughts of her own, but she couldn’t see her blood in the open.

And, for another reason, I pointed my sword at the place I saw.

The door to the room he was in was slightly open.

A door has two sides and connects everything that passes through the gap.

Whether it’s the quiet sound of a guy drinking from a bottle alone in a light-soaked room, or the final sound of the guy we’re about to shoot as he rolls on the floor.

The guy whose life was extended a little longer disappeared into the bathroom in the middle of the hallway.

‘Over there.’

We headed for the door he came out of.

In the room I peeked at, there were snacks, a bottle of alcohol, and one guy who was already strewn about and couldn’t even control his body properly.

I took over the crossbow at the front, and Miss Prianian pulled out a dagger at the back.

As close as possible to the wall, I slowly opened the door.

He raised his head at the sound of squeaking and talking to us.

“Oh, are you here-“

-Tung!

At the same time that the bolt I shot went through the round-eyed guy’s neck, we each did our jobs.

Her way and mine were different.

“Eup.”

Quack! Knock! Knock!

If I had put the crossbow down like throwing it on the bed, closed my mouth tightly, pulled out my dagger, and slashed it down in the chest.

She covered the guy sleeping next to her with a blanket and quietly took care of it in one go.

But at the same time looking at the door was the same.

For five seconds of silence, there was no sound outside the door.

Fifth.

Before moving again, spray the floor and door with strong alcohol to remove as much of the smell of blood as possible.

Perseok.

I put the empty bottle wrapped in a blanket on the bed and smashed it with a pommel.

It was a build-up to use the small wisdom of life.

After getting it, we closed the door.

Click.

Miss Prianian, holding a loaded crossbow, stood in the back again and tapped me on the shoulder.

Tuk-tuk.

As I was about to ask what it meant, she said as if to explain her meaning.

“Let’s go.”

We have already decided where we will go next.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he went back inside.

―Chack!

Sixth.

After sending him to his drinking buddy in the bathroom, I looked inside the belly band.

The tools I brought without knowing were not broken and were still in place.

Before closing the bathroom again, I took out a pen and paper, scribbled something on it, and pasted it in front of the bathroom door.

Seeing the words, she quietly whispered.

“…Clogged?”

“It’s a surefire way to stop them without a knife.”

There are people who bother looking for sh*t, but no one bothers to go in even knowing that sh*t is inside.

I was about to pat her on the shoulder to imply that it was all done, but stopped at the momentary thought.

Because it was better than just misunderstanding.

Then Miss Prianian poked her head out and whispered to me.

“G-House, are you ready yet?”

While doing so, he subtly highlighted her shoulders.

Seeing that she was waiting for something, I tapped her on the shoulder very lightly with the back of my hand.

Just. I think it should.

“Let’s go.”

Then her Miss Priyanian moved swiftly, as if to her satisfaction, and I followed her.

As I moved up the stairs, I got as creative as I could to create an alarm that “Looks as natural as possible.”

Sasasasak.

For example, dragging a blanket brought from the previous room on the floor and scattering pieces of glass little by little to make a sound when stepped on.

I mean moving the chair next to the narrow stairs going down to a halfway position where you can’t pass if you don’t remove it.

Finally, we went downstairs, scattering the remaining shards of glass at intervals on the stairs.

***

“Who-“

Quack!

The man with the dagger stuck in his neck was speechless.

Seventh.

As I was sitting in the chair, I left the faceless guy behind me and looked around the basement.

The place where the hostages were held was quite poorly guarded.

Judging from the shelves here and there, it seems that the former warehouse is still being used, but since the cobwebs haven’t been removed, it looks like it’s probably been used recently.

Miss Prianian looked around and pointed far away.

“I guess we have to free him first.”

“…Someone.”

Away, in a barred corner with a desk and bed, I could see a hostage watching us.

The hostage wearing the robe was completely invisible, but at least by her voice, she was a girl.

Her dress wasn’t disheveled at all, she just sat still, but seeing her body quiver now and then, it seemed the best she could get.

Looking at the outfit, it was clear that he was a member of a noble family, but I couldn’t see the crest that was different from the belongings of nobles.

Perhaps the light and salt of this band of robbers. Would be a valuable source of money.

From noble mtl dot com

I took the key from the guard’s belt and headed for the grate.

“I will open the door first.”

“Stop. Didn’t I ask who you were?”

It was a forced voice, like a growl of a coiled animal.

We came not to have an audience, but to rescue. There was no time to convince.

That’s why I came up with something a little more direct than what I originally intended to say.

“We are mercenaries. I’m here to save you and get your money.”

“…Mercenaries?”

Then her expression relaxed a little. It was strange that he seemed relieved by those two letters.

Speaking of mercenaries, she looked down on her more like a gangster.

I said, putting my hand into my bosom. For more convincing evidence.

“My name is-“

“Lorna Prianian.”

Miss Priyanian, faster than me, pulled out her own mercenary card and showed it.

Then her slender hands peeked out of her ill-fitting robes.

While the hostage, who received her mercenary plaque through the bar, checked it carefully.

I heard words that sounded like excuses.

“Because I have a high salary.”

For some reason, I felt like I didn’t want to give out my name, but I nodded.

“This is a wise decision.”

“Here, I checked.”

The girl returned her mercenary card to Miss Priyanian and said.

It was strange that he could talk like that even though he had a very young voice, but all nobles with blue blood do that.

“Then can you release me now?”

Miss Prianian nodded and reached out to me. She meant to open the door herself.

As she opened her door after receiving her key, she suddenly had an idea.

‘I could feel the tea that I learned from the words. To the extent that it’s not easy.’

It means that he is not an ordinary person, and as a bonus, it means that he is a high-value target.

Those who have the means to capture a person of high value cannot be so lax.

And on the table, there was parchment paper and writing utensils.

From the neat tip of the quill, it was evident that he had rejected the plan to get him to write a ransom letter.

It’s an idea to block a line of money that you wouldn’t even touch even if you didn’t listen, with just one guard.

It was very suspicious.

And at a time like this, the first thing to do was one thing.

‘What would I have done if it were me?’

According to the principle of JJ, the long and long reasoning I have done can be reduced to two lion idioms in a very concise way.

First of all, the easiest to think of is impregnable.

And…

“Heoheosilsil.”

“What?”

The girl who had just come out of the window looked at me as if she had heard my muttering.

There was an unknown curiosity in her eyes.

“I don’t even know what that means. Could you please explain-“

“Shh. Please wait a moment.”

With some uneasiness, I went to the door where we were and listened.

Kikkik.

Basrak.

Kikkik.

Crispy.

…Someone was stepping on a piece of glass I had laid down.

No, it didn’t seem like it was one or two when I heard the constant crushing sound.

‘f*ck, then it is.’

It was clear that the robber boss never trusted the level of his subordinates. Perhaps there must be some number unknown to us in this basement.

I woke up, and I quickly sent a hand signal behind my back.

‘Danger.’

‘Stealth.’

As if I heard a hand signal, I heard a bustling sound behind my back.

And as I headed for the grate, I set the oil bottle at my feet like a fuse.

After taking out a scroll from the belly band and inserting it into the last compartment of Taji. I told the hostage to go back inside the grate.

“No, why-“

“If you listen to adults, you will have bread even while sleeping. Teacher.”

Finally, let’s put the girl back into the bars.

Quang!

The door crashed open, and a large hairy boy in leather armor stepped inside.

“A rat crawled in here.”

The rugged, hairy boy said as he set the Morning Star on the ground, the size of which he would have to hold with two hands.

“That poor little mouse who doesn’t know how to get his pockets robbed.”

Miss Priyanian is already hiding behind the shelf, so it will seem to them that only poor mouse golfer G-House is standing in front of them.

I had to keep looking that way.

“I got caught.”

“It looks like you killed Gilt, but it’s pretty good for a surprise attack.”

After he said that, he said one more thing.

“But can you take on all of us head-on?”

About four people who appeared to be adventurers came from behind. Grade was unknown.

A b*tch with daggers in each hand.

Three bastards with arming swords.

After that, ordinary robbers were seen. But seeing as they didn’t come all the way inside, they must be waiting until there’s a separate order.

“Yeah. These days, he attacks alone.”

“The world has changed a lot.”

“How can you come all the way here even with a corpse wearing a Gambison? You must be confident in your skills.”

“He must be someone with mana. Guys like that are going to catch up with the form.”

At the scene of that total f*cking, it was obvious what I was going to say.

“Are you the leader of the robbers?”

Then the woman holding two daggers in place of the boss spoke.

“Are your eyes swollen because you think you’re a bastard who came in without knowing where he will die? Yes, we are the owners of this fort-“

“Really? Then it’s done.”

I didn’t have to listen to the harsh words for a long time. Because I’m not the owner of such a distorted s*xual desire.

“What a f*cking bastard.”

The violence of her year when her words were cut off in the middle of her, I decided to calm her down.

“Calm down. It’s not something to be so angry about.”

As if my sincere words were counterproductive, they voluntarily moved closer and closer.

I turned around and handed the paper to the hostage.

“What is this?”

“This is a mercenary employment contract.”

When you fight, even if you fight, you have to do what you have to do.

Even for the same mineral water bottle, the price is different between buying it at a store on the mountain and buying it at a convenience store in the city.

Wouldn’t it be a little higher if you set the amount in advance?

“Mercenary, what is your rank?”

The hostage shook the bar and spoke quietly.

To ask about the grade until the end was an idea only for those who were full of inquisitive minds, whose lives were in the hands of others.

“It’s F-rank.”

She paused for a moment, then spoke as mildly as possible.

“God the Sun.”

“It’s okay. I’m used to that reaction. So I’d appreciate it if you could put your signature or text on it.”

The girl quietly went to the table.

I erased the familiar reaction from my head and turned my head again.

And I sent my thanks to those who were willing to wait for the conclusion of the contract.

“Thank you for waiting. So, I’ll ask you one last question.”

I spoke in the most bravado-filled tone.

“Does anyone still have a reason to live? I dusted off the attachment doll at home less. The deceased mother is waiting in the ashes of the house. Behemoth.”

Then what came back was laughter.

“Hey. Do you think the people you killed did that much?”

Perhaps he is the boss even if he rots.

“Then why should I apologize to my wallet?”

The laughter that turned people into heads grew bigger.

With laughter for laughter.

I gave them back with the greatest possible smile.

“That’s why I’m not apologizing to you, you assholes.”