The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party - The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party chapter 122

122 – Knights who swallowed monsters (6)

“…It’s a wolf howl.”

As the leader of the Black Society said, wolves were howling on the battlefield. The members of the Black Society were clearly embarrassed. Because the signals they had set beforehand were different. Why does the old wolf howl come out now?

The bald giant looked at the boss and said.

“I think it’s Lena.”

The fact that Lena shouted a signal and there was no news from the scout was that Lena had killed the scout. said the man with a hole in it.

“How do I do this? Are you just going back?”

The boss closed his eyes. I thought Lena would not be able to easily carry out her mission as long as she was on that team, but I didn’t expect that she would get caught up like this from the beginning. Moreover, that wolf howl. That was the password Lena used when she was in the Black Society.

The reason she wrote that was not to fool the black society.

She indirectly revealed her true identity and provoked her to come if she wanted to.

The situation of the demons was not good.

At this moment, I had to go back with any results. Going back like this was an act of discrediting the name of the black society, and an act of shattering his desire for recognition. The boss opened his eyes and said.

“no. That’s our signal.”

“Yes?”

The hole-in-the-wall man tilted his head. Not wanting to keep looking at the spongy body, the boss turned his head away. Then he pointed to the barracks and said.

“Run to the barracks. We proceed according to plan.”

“Yes.”

The Black Society does not hesitate to obey orders. In an urgent situation, asking ‘why?’ would make the situation worse than improvising. The man with the hole had an unwilling expression on his face, but at the boss’s gesture he ran forward.

said the muscular man.

“What are you going to do?”

“wait.”

The man followed the boss’s words and waited quietly. The hole-in-the-wall man running forward overpowered the guards and jumped toward the huge barracks. A solid red line passed through the man’s body and hit an oil drum next to it, causing an explosion.

The flames soared with an explosion.

However, there was no sign of urgency even though a fire broke out in front of the conference hall. The soldiers covered the scene of the fire with a large, damp cloth, as if prepared in advance, and tore down the tent to prevent the fire from spreading high.

The boss looked at the scene and said.

“Looks like you’ve already lost your body. The commanders are not in that barracks. They’re probably meeting in another building or barracks. It is true that the troop moved. They must be gathered somewhere.”

“Do you think all the Hero party members will be here?”

The man with the hole was pierced by an arrow just like his true self. Like a shadow puppet under the moonlight, the limbs were fragmented, and a piece of meat fell out.

said the boss.

“Two people. Two people at most. If we had more combatants, we would have set up ambushes instead of putting oil barrels next to the barracks.”

“Maybe it’s because you’re wary of poisonous needles?”

“How could Lena even know how we remodeled our bodies? I wrote the next best thing because there was no staff. The idea of setting fire to the barracks came about because there really were no personnel. Can you beat that archer?”

The muscular man thought of the bow skill he had just shown. And he thought of his strengthened body. An ignorant body that deflected the swords of demon knights and shattered armor. No matter how good an archer he was, there was no way he could injure this body.

He nodded confidently, showing off his muscles.

“let’s go. If the mission fails, I will take those two heads at least.”

With a gloomy voice, the two moved into darkness.

*******

bang!

Dirt rose up. Like flying debris, Millet’s body bounced out of the smoke.

Using the recoil of the explosion, she jumped up and moved to the opposite cliff, stepping on the thin tree branches as support.

Millet clicked his tongue and distanced himself from the muscular giant. She tried to shoot an arrow at the boss who was facing Lena, but the giant was quick for his size, so she didn’t even have time to aim.

He tried to step on a branch like Millet had done. Millet turned around as if aiming for the boss, but just as the man was about to step on a branch, he changed the trajectory of his bow and shot the root.

The whole tree fell off along with the rock, and the man’s support lost its strength, and he fell to the ground struggling in the air. Millet said.

“Is he dead?”

In Millet’s vision through the darkness, his movements were clearly visible. The body that was falling vertically in the air, pierced the cliff with bare hands, applied the brakes, and used the slanted slope as support to bounce back to Millet.

“Wow!”

Millet bent back, and the fist aimed at her face surged with wind pressure. When I aimed my bow at the man floating in the air and shot it, the arrow shot right in front of me also broke and ricocheted off.

With both hands propped up in the air, the man aimed for Millet’s head and rushed to the floor. As Millet rolled his body, the floor shattered in half and a roar rang out.

Quaang!

Millet continued to move because of the dust blocking his vision and the stone fragments that prevented him from aiming stably. The moment she stops and tries to take aim, she dies.

In an extreme situation he hadn’t tasted in a long time, Millet observed the creature’s movements while adjusting his breathing.

A thick layer of dust blocked Millet’s vision, and the dim weather prevented predictions. Millet focused on his presence as he tied a rope to his arrow. It was difficult to catch the guy’s quick movements because of the wind and the signs of rolling stones.

Millet stopped breathing as he aimed his arrow at the dust again. The dust split in half as if it had been cut by a sword, and a giant with a glowing eye from the inside charged forward, swinging his fist.

“Now!”

Millet’s arrow flew to the wrong place. The giant, who didn’t even think about avoiding it, shouted with an absurd smile.

“Have you gone mad with fear? That’s the direction I’m in… … !”

“hi!”

bang!

The giant’s fist struck the rock. Millet’s body was not found in the half-destroyed rock. She disappeared as if being dragged in the direction of the arrow, because she was already smiling at the giant as she pulled out an arrow stuck in a tree in the valley on the other side.

“…..what?”

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Geohan looked at his fist and Millet for a moment, then shook his head and tried to forget what he had just seen. Distracting the opponent’s mind with shallow moves isn’t what assassins usually do.

As an assassin, he shouldn’t have been subjected to such tricks.

If you show even the slightest gap, an arrow will fly in. Catching the arrow that aimed precisely at the eye, the giant jumped toward Millet again. Millet took a step back and took out an arrow tied with a rope again.

A rope was tied around his waist.

The man raised his fist and gave me a tear-jerking smile.

Millet smiled brightly as if in response to that smile, and once again fired an arrow in the wrong direction, not the giant.

“It’s okay this time!”

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Getting hit twice by the same move is unprofessional.

I don’t know what the principle is, but Millet was using a method of moving at high speed using the speed of the arrow he shot. If he continued to suffer from this number, the fight would inevitably drag on.

The giant moved his body toward the trajectory where Millet would move. If there was a mistake on Millet’s part, it was that he replayed a move he had shown once too quickly.

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Now the giant’s fist will crush Millet’s head.

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Geohan liked this moment when he killed his opponent the best.

The pleasures to come will linger at the tip of the arrow. He smiled brightly and waited as she flew in like a fairy and trembled in terror and fear.

The time the rope passed felt particularly long.

Until the end was visible, it felt too long.

end.

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Geohan realized he was facing the end of the rope.

The end of the rope wriggling like a snake flew through the air as if to tease him.

The giant’s fists cut through the air without any help, and he looked at Millet with his face dyed red.

“This year… !”

And Millet, lying on the floor, was pulling the bowstring as far as she could, using both feet.

As if he was waiting for him to look back.

The arrows were dyed in a color that a giant had never seen before, and the sense of weight was different just by looking at the trembling arm.

I can’t even properly turn my twisted back yet.

It was too late to retrieve the swinging fist.

The man tried to crouch down, covering his face with one hand, like a woman facing a frightened animal.

“Oh, no… … !”

arrows are fired

The moment she snapped the bowstring, there was a sound like a bomb exploding, and her body was pushed all the way.

The arrow that aimed precisely at the eye between the palms,

In the moment when he felt that his vision was shining, he was flying through the air, shining like a star in the sky and spraying blood.

The starlight leaked in through the small hole, and the giant danced reelingly like the main character at a ball.

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No more voices came out.

The blood pouring out of the gaping eye sockets replaced the words to be spoken.

He waved his arms from side to side like a dancer, until he fell to his knees and fell to the floor.

A field of grass strewn with corpses.

The leaves fluttered in the aftermath, and the bent trees looked like caves.

Millet, with grass on her face, blinked at the night sky.

Thanks to the fallen branches, the stars shone beautifully here too.

She spat out the grass stuck to her mouth and grumbled with tears in her eyes.

“My arm hurts… .”