I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party - I Became the Burden of a Conscienceless Party chapter 150

150 – The Turning Point (1)

Turning Point (1)

The extra died.

That fact was a matter of considerable concern to the warrior party.

“Yeah… … I thought something like this might happen someday.”

Death of a colleague.

Whether the period was short or the interaction was shallow, a colleague with whom we shared meals and forged paths together has died.

It’s my first time experiencing this.

“… … .”

Esmeralda reproached herself.

It had to be that way. It was a loss I had never experienced before.

But at that moment, she couldn’t even keep that spot.

He fell down with his ankles caught.

What I was able to confirm only after returning so late was the death of my colleague.

“under……!”

Esmeralda was suspicious.

I had to question my own qualifications.

She was left shivering at her incompetence and realizing once again the weight of responsibility she had been carrying.

“What kind of pathetic sight is this?”

It was a self-deprecating remark.

These were the words he spoke to himself, who was so shocked at the moment.

Was this all you were prepared for?

Did you only understand it with your head?

“Sister Garnet.”

“uh.”

Esmeralda called Garnet in a suppressed voice.

You can blame yourself enough. You can suffer later.

What she needs to do is not despair and suffer, but to thoroughly plan to make sure that the same thing never happens again.

Rather than making a hasty plan like we are doing now, we need to devise a strategy that will allow us to move organically no matter what opponent we face.

For that reason alone, we must not sit here.

Hurrah!

Garnet’s flames began to burn the extra’s body.

I can’t just leave the extra’s body behind. But I can’t just bury him in this wasteland and leave.

At least where he wants to be.

Yes, even if he’s gone now, we should bury him where Abaddon was. That’s why we’re cremating him.

To go down this path with him and see the conclusion he will reach at the end.

Esmeralda spoke with a more serious expression than usual.

“It’s really dangerous now. The evidence has come out like this. So… … . So let’s support each other a little more.”

The warrior party needs to be more united. Although they support each other in battle, they need to be able to maintain that in normal times as well.

“I don’t want to lose anyone anymore… … .”

***

A ‘sense’ so sharp that it’s almost like foreseeing the future. It’s considered Tina’s symbol, but the one who reached the extreme of it was none other than the Demon King’s Army.

“It’s still a hassle.”

Second in command of the legion.

He made his way along the path, clearing away the overgrown bushes with his hands.

A place covered in vegetation. In the Demon Realm, vegetation is closer to a space of death than a symbol of life.

Because of the environmental characteristics of the Demon Realm, the only things that can grow there are poisonous plants that have adapted to the demonic energy.

The forest is a place of death.

And there is a being that has taken up residence right in the middle of this place of death.

“What… …Did the decorations increase?”

In the middle of the forest is a huge tent made of colorful cloth.

The twinkling lights added to the glamor, and the comical structure erected near the entrance seemed to hint at what the tent was all about.

Most people probably think of the circus when they see the tent.

“ha…….”

If only it weren’t for that silence.

Twinkling lights and moving, playful structures.

But there is no sound.

As if no one lived here.

Yeah, what are you going to do by hiding it?

“It’s a place that makes you feel depressed just by looking at it… … .”

This is the tent of Corps Commander Third.

The home of an outcast who was considered a heretic even among the Trickster race.

There was a mansion provided by the Demon King’s army, but it seemed that she was more comfortable in her own tent due to the nature of her race.

“Oh! Robeno!”

As we opened the tent and went in, the first thing we saw was the pitiful figure of Third, crouching in the center of the circus arena, in the place where the lights were gathered.

However, when she realized that Second had come, she came running to him with energy as if nothing had happened.

“I’m here?”

“Didn’t I tell you to call me Second?”

“Kkwah!”

Second muttered, blocking Third’s face with one hand as he tried to hug her in an exaggerated manner.

To the Demons, names don’t have much meaning.

However, if it is a name given by the Demon King, it is different. It is a chain, an honor, and a symbol.

That’s why most of the legion commanders, including the First, willingly accepted that ridiculous name.

The only ones who can’t accept that name and grumble are those who were originally human like Garnet or those who had other intentions from the beginning.

Of course, even Garnet accepted her name, though she only complained.

The only exceptions are the Despair Undertaker, the traitor who was Legion Commander Six and Nine, but the only person who knows about it is Esmeralda, who confirmed it through the Emerald Tablet.

“Ugh… … .”

Third, who had been rolling on the floor while holding his face, soon washed his face and raised his head.

Then, as always, her childhood friend, who looked blunt and cranky, was looking down at her.

“I, I didn’t cause any accidents?”

As if a thief was stumbling upon his own feet, he began to make excuses even though he had done nothing wrong, with that blunt expression on his face.

However, the second shrugged his shoulders as if he was used to seeing the third like that, and then he patted the third’s head as he sat down and said.

“Lacryma.”

“… … .”

The words that came out of his mouth were none other than Third’s original name.

It was a word that she used before becoming a commander, a word that was both fundamental and painful.

A clown given the name ‘Tears’. Branded as a heretic.

But at the same time, it was also a memory shared only by the two of them.

“second……?”

Even though she called him by his real name, Third. No, Lacrima called him by his name, ‘Second’, in a trembling voice.

Second was always yelling at her to call her by her name correctly.

Because I knew what it meant.

And it is no different for him, who knows the meaning, to call Lacrima’s name instead of Third.

“You were never suited for the military to begin with.”

“Hey, wait a minute… … Second? What are you talking about?”

Innate sense.

Anxiety that made his senses cool. The second who felt it did not hesitate.

“You’d better be discharged.”

Save his friend. So break the chain between him and the Demon King’s army.

The two are a heretic and a promising prospect from each race. Their relationship is a contradiction in that they became close because they were in opposite positions.

Second enlisted in the military for Third. He was considered a promising prospect and the next leader of the race, but he gave up his position for Third, who was discriminated against even by his own race.

Accepting her into the werewolf world was problematic.

However, I couldn’t just leave her behind, abandoned by her own kind.

In that situation, the only way for her to survive was to join the Demon King’s Army, and Second, worried about her, stepped down from his position and joined the Demon King’s Army with her.

He used the Demon King’s name to forcefully suppress problems within his race.

And now, the two men who have risen to the positions of Second and Third Legion Commanders are no longer ignored by anyone.

Because I have built up that much strength.

“I’m sick of your unfunny attitude.”

“what……?”

I joined the Demon King’s Army for survival. To be exact, I chose that path for the survival of the Third.

That was probably right, because he trusted his instincts.

And that feeling is now telling me to go the opposite way.

From noble mtl dot nete

‘Force, Twelve, and Eleven.’

It wasn’t long before the three went to subdue Abaddon.

It didn’t matter what happened to them, but what happened next was the problem.

If they advance to the human world without returning.

Yeah, if that happens… … .

‘You’re going to die.’

I felt that way.

So he decided to take Third out of the Demon King’s army. It may be a selfish thing to do, but his first priority was Third’s survival, not that of the Demon King.

Of course, that won’t be easy.

The power and privilege that Third possessed, and everything she enjoyed.

It is not easy to put it down. Would Leviathan, the King of Abaddon, have condemned the Demon King’s army for nothing?

The reason he was able to condemn the Demon King’s Army was because he pointed out the system of the Demon King’s Army, which made it impossible to escape once you enlisted, unless you died.

And this problem is more evident the higher up the ranks. To the point where Garnet thought that even if he returned to the Demon King’s Army, there would be no place for him and instead, he would be purged.

“A self-willed brat like you who doesn’t value discipline will only end up holding us back in the future.”

So cut it out.

She is set free through her own decisions, not through those of the Third.

“So it’s a battle of ranks. Prove that you are worthy of the position. If you fail… … . you will never set foot in the military again.”

It’s something you do on your own.

There is no way I can be forgiven. But, Third, Lacrima wouldn’t know.

She wasn’t cut out for the military in the first place and she didn’t know much about military discipline.

Isn’t it obvious just by calling the old name?

“Three, second… … . Am I stupid? I’ll do better from now on… … . I won’t call you by your old name or joke around… … .”

She doesn’t know anything.

You can just remain ignorant.

“It’s not even funny.”

Yeah, without knowing.

‘I’ll take full responsibility. So you… … .’

I wish I could live like that.