The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party - The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party chapter 126

126 – Knights who swallowed monsters (10)

The field after the battle represents the tragedy with the smell of blood and the cries of crows.

The corpses of the knights became fleshy pieces and mixed with the soil, and the armor of the demons was scattered all over the place. The shields stood firm and withstood their attacks, making a squishy sound of blood and slime with each step.

The demons felt a gloomy feeling as if they were drowning in mud.

In the distant camp of humans, strong shields were still holding out with cheers, but Stauffen’s army lost only the cavalry due to a mistake in judgment. Stauffen’s pride and will were slammed to the ground in that he could not penetrate them and only surrendered his troops intact.

The silver-haired man was standing next to Stauffen. Stauffen stared at the man before turning his head again. Cheers and smoke erupted from the human camp. I desperately wanted them to become battlefield smoke and screams, but I ruined everything with my own hands.

Stauffen said.

“Congratulations. You proved you right.”

“I don’t feel well. I lost my knights, and I saw a disturbing sight.”

“Now you have to follow me and become commander, right?”

“I won’t be able to climb either. Since you and I lost the war in a joint operation, another Demon Noble will try to take over the command. I heard that the Lucifer family is getting very venomous and keeps asking for it.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Stauffen laughed out loud when he heard the story of the Lucifer family. A dry laugh spread widely, and the soldiers glanced at Stauffen and moved on.

“Are you talking about the Kiberes family? I also have a lot of greed. Caybereth is already a creditor in this battle, so you’re trying to eat the credits of both factions, right?”

“In addition to being defeated here, there is no news from the Black Society we sent. I’m guessing they’re all dead.”

“The assassins were lost, the cavalry was lost, and the Pandemonium’s best assault troops were lost. What do we have now?”

“There are strong castles and historic territories left. Perhaps I will move my position to the position guarding the Demon Castle.”

Stauffen asked the man.

“Where do you think I will go?”

The man didn’t answer. The mistake I made this time was so great that I wondered if I would be demoted, but no one knew where I would go. Because everything was decided according to the devil’s will. The man said while fiddling with the hilt of his sword.

“There was someone who used imperial swordsmanship.”

“Imperial swordsmanship? Are you talking about that ignorant swordsmanship you use?”

The man shook his head. It was a resolute attitude that he was definitely different from himself, the ‘original’ of the imperial swordsmanship.

“No, it’s a little different from Jungseok. But that was definitely an attitude that only those who had learned imperial swordsmanship could show.”

“There must have been a convert among the knights.”

The man nodded his head with a curious expression. For some reason, Stauffen frowned at the bitter expression on his face.

“…..yes. right. He’s probably a converted guy. It must be someone I know.”

“Were you close friends?”

The man did not answer further. Stauffen wiggled his fingers, looked around, then spoke to the man again.

“There are rumors that the porter of the warriors’ party is from the Empire. Dig up some news about him. You might get an outline of who the person you know is.”

The man looked at Stauffen for a moment and then nodded. Then I turned away from him and walked away. Stauffen spat on the floor and grumbled, stroking his mustache.

“I have to start all over again. It’s so frustrating.”

*******

How nice it would be if victory in battle meant the end of the war. The officer’s disobedience fell to the soldiers who were soaked in the joy of victory. When the duck-like mouthed soldiers entered the border, we were huddled together in a tent to relieve fatigue.

The hero warmed up by roughly wiping the dirt off his face with a wet towel, and Ashuria took out her knuckles and soaked them in boiling water. A passing soldier saw it and said to Ashuria.

“Ah, Sister. Are you trying to torture the demons caught this time?”

Ashuria looked at the soldier with an absurd expression and replied.

“…I’m disinfecting.”

“Oh, sorry.”

Facing her spirited expression, the soldier hurriedly lowered his head and disappeared, and the hero laughed. Ashria muttered as she wiped her hands with a wet towel.

“It is a bit bitter that even the act of sterilization seems to be preparation for torture. Knuckles must be clean to avoid getting a strange disease, so this is a natural preparation.”

“Is getting sick important?”

“It’s important because there’s a risk of festering when my hand gets cut.”

“ah.”

Of course, I felt like an idiot for thinking of the right person. Nodding his head with an embarrassing expression, the warrior said while checking the newsletter delivered to him.

“It seems that our pinch hitters from below are working hard. They say they burned one of their food depots and wiped out two of their supply troops. Now that they have entered the evacuation operation, we will be able to see their faces when we return to the capital.”

“You must have gained notoriety. They are great knights.”

The warrior nodded and said.

“Iknow, right. It would be nice if there were no strange rumors… … .”

Ashuria also nodded as if agreeing with that statement. Moving his head in a fast beat, someone opened his mouth while walking through the cloth.

“What, are you talking about anything interesting besides us?”

“Lena! millet!”

It was Lena and Millet. His face was exhausted from fatigue, but his body was unharmed. We got up from our seats without asking anyone first and pushed the two of us to the most comfortable seats. Lena expressed her gratitude with her hand for the hero’s gentle consideration, then threw herself into an old chair.

Ashria asked as she wet the towel.

“Lena. millet. Any injuries?”

“What? Rather, didn’t we just kill all the black societies?”

“right! We killed them all! There’s a body outside too.”

We turned to those words again. There was a commotion from the other side, as if a corpse was being dragged. Ashuria said.

“I’m sorry for Lena, but I’m curious about the notorious black society. I was really curious what it looked like.”

“uh… … . In the past, he was more handsome than that.”

Lena rolled her eyes and made a puzzled expression. We couldn’t understand Lena’s reaction, so we approached the cart cautiously. I could see the soldiers who had already checked the corpse in the cart, ran away in disgust, or vomited in vain.

Some shook their heads and took a step back.

“what?”

The hero passed by the fleeing soldier and rolled up the cloth. The soldier, who was eating late due to work, inadvertently turned around and faced the corpse.

One charred corpse. One corpse with a scythe on its arm and a hole in its head. There was a hole in the head as well, but one corpse with ‘Millet work’ written on the back of the head.

“…Millet’s work?”

“Tap! so hard! I have it tattooed on the back of my head to show off that my arrow pierced this guy!”

“uh… … .”

At Millet’s proud remark, the hero turned his head. Lena smiled and nodded, and the hero couldn’t help Millet’s response and reluctantly patted his head.

tongue

tongue

“….Five.”

Following the hero’s exclamation, a soldier approached cautiously with a weapon and struck the sword lightly at the back of his head.

kang!

“Ohhhhh! hey! Look at this! this!”

“Wow, can I play this shit?”

kang!

beep!

visor!

Kang!

The commander, unable to watch the resounding sound of metal, pushed the soldiers away. Saying that he hadn’t beaten it yet, the soldier who was eating raised his chopsticks, but he was hit in the back of the head without even fulfilling his wish.

The hero shook his head and looked over to the next corpse. It was the corpse that other soldiers had vomited up or fled.

“Wow… … .”

The hero’s face also turned white, and both Ashuria and I had no choice but to avert our eyes from the terrible appearance. It was hard to even call it a corpse. The limbs were cut off one by one, castrated, and there were holes all over the body that looked like they had been stabbed with arrows.

The soldier, who was eating, checked it out and ran to the bathroom after seeing it, and Millet said.

“He killed me and Lena together! Lena puts it in the air! I’ll shoot an arrow!”

“…Millet made it like this?”

The hero looked at Millet with an expression of disbelief, and Millet nodded with a more lively face.

“yes!”

The soldiers moved away from Millet, who had a friendly and cute image. It was like looking at a felon or a murderer, so Millet was just bewildered. Lena covered her head and said to the hero.

“Hey, that… … . Originally there was a hole like that.”

The hero nodded and covered the cloth, but the soldier who heard the words grumbled.

“No, what kind of guy drills holes in his body like that?”

“right. right.”

It seemed that the suspicions and rumors about Lena and Millet would not go away.

The soldier who brought a bowl of water belatedly shouted at the commander when he saw that the bodies were all covered in cloth.

“Commander! Can’t you just pour this water on the guy with the hole? I wonder where the water will come from!”

“go back! You’re like a madman!”

I said to the warrior

“It seems that everyone is having a hard time because the war is getting longer.”

“Ahahahahaha… … .”