The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party - The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party chapter 131
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131 – Interlude (3)
The demons camped on the highlands and began to hold out. They weren’t on the offensive, and the new commander didn’t show his face, so the scouts had to look through their binoculars every day to keep their eyes peeled. It was because in this situation, any trivial incident that took place inside enemy lines became reliable information and a variable.
The fact that information that was lost due to distraction could be an important one to overturn the situation was a word that I had heard so hard while receiving scout training.
“uh?”
At such a scout base, someone exploded a mysterious death with his head stuck in a telescope, and the scouts who were observing in the other direction clicked their tongues without saying anything first. Above the scout base was an old sign.
[uh? prohibition]
The scout captain frowned at the exclamation that the veteran, not even a rookie, asked. If it’s really trivial information, I also thought that I should strengthen my mental education today.
“What’s going on? tell me.”
“I-I found an enemy commander named Lucifer.”
“It seems like you went on a business trip to the Devil Castle not too long ago, but it seems you’ve returned. So what are you doing?”
The scout captain hardened his face. When Lucifer went to the Devil Castle, tensions in the Kingdom army reached their peak. The theory that the demon king was sending troops directly and the hypothesis that it was an advanced deception clashed with each other, and the entire army went on alert.
Depending on Lucifer’s actions, perhaps the direction of this battle could have changed.
“That’s it… … .”
The scout touched the telescope and shook his head. The strange expression and evasiveness, as if witnessing something that shouldn’t be there, aroused the scout leader’s curiosity. he asked, pushing the soldier away and suppressing the urge to hold the telescope himself.
“What is it that you spend so much time on? Are scouts supposed to be so inactive?”
“Your face is all scarred from being beaten?”
“what?”
The scout captain pushed the scout out and grabbed the telescope himself. Moving the telescope according to the scout’s setting, I could see Lucifer still outside the tent. He had one arm bandaged, his face bruised blue, and he was wearing an eyepatch.
His expression was crumpled like paper trash, and his anger was evident, and he was screaming at the soldiers while spitting in his mouth.
“What is that guy? Why is your face like that? Did you get hit by your wife?”
“I do not know. Shall we take a look and upload it?”
“Uh, yes.”
The scout leader nodded, but couldn’t take his eyes off Lucifer.
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“The weather is nice.”
The Hero party is closed. It could not be helped if the troops did not move. Now that the Demon King’s army has been put on the defensive, the upper management decided to reorganize the unit for a while while looking at the opponent’s dynamics. The Demon King’s army was also devastated by the Demon King’s army, but the condition of the allied soldiers was also not good.
Depending on the province, there were places where there were no young people, so there were places that predicted a bad harvest, and even in areas close to the capital, young men were in the military, so women could often be seen doing business or working for a living.
It was the right decision to end the war as quickly as possible.
However, since they were holding on to the high ground with a wooden fence erected, it was impossible to estimate how many more soldiers they would lose by forcibly breaking through the wall. Young people are the future of the country, and every time a young person dies, the future of the country is cut along with it.
The kingdom’s choice was to monitor their movements for a while and move their troops in a direction that would not cause damage.
“mister. Is there really no shortcut on that hill?”
Lena pointed to a high hill that looked across the plain and said. At the top of the hill, a wooden fence and a watchtower were newly built, giving off a bloody and soggy atmosphere.
In fact, it would be more accurate to say that this hill was a small mountain, rugged like a sore on a skin disease patient, rather than a hill. The angular rocks and ravines that exposed the rough cross section like ringworm made feet sink deep, and the boulders filled along the slope used to make the climbing soldiers tumble down.
The porter lay stretched out next to her and shook his head. It would be difficult to advance, but to make a detour, there was a long mountain range between the southern front and the front here, so you had to pull your troops back for a long time or go back with a large army.
“It is a place that protects the capital, so if there is such a place, we immediately repair it and block it. The mountain is steep and it is good to watch from above, so I was able to respond sensitively to such side roads.”
“I should have lived a little unfaithfully. I made at least one easy way to get in.”
“Isn’t it? Front Door.”
The porter’s finger pointed to the front door.
The easiest way up this hill was the passage leading to the main gate, well paved in the middle. However, as Stauffen retreated, he destroyed and oiled this road to prevent the kingdom army from coming up, so going up to the front gate was tantamount to suicide.
Lena listened to the porter and stuck out her tongue.
“Thieves don’t go head-on. Even if the front door is open, there’s a way to find the back door. Are you looking for another way right. That, that, that catapult! can’t you use that? Seeing earlier, the soldiers were talking about that.”
“As we went up and destroyed it with siege weapons, they made a turtle shell by adding wooden fences and stones to the original fort. The ground is high and the walls are solid, so you have to be careful of the rolling rocks. Get close to the catapult and they will destroy it.”
The porter laughed and looked at the wall.
The topography that the porter once admired as the wisdom and discernment of his ancestors while serving in the Knights Order was now acting as an obstacle that made the Demon King’s army impenetrable. The porter found it funny that he had to break through the capital, and the fact that everything the people of the Empire prepared with blood and sweat to protect the Demon King’s army was also funny.
“You can’t stay here all the time. What else does the warrior say? Can’t we just use our swordsmanship to break down the wall?”
Lena said, recalling the sword the hero used during the Stauffen assassination operation. The porter also nodded, recalling that time. If the hero reproduced the power he showed in the assassination operation, he could definitely break down the wall.
“The story did come up during a strategy meeting. However, if the strength of the wall is unpredictable and the hero, the main force of the kingdom army, breaks down the wall and burns out, shouldn’t we rush in and fight? It’s a general operation on hold, because there might be some guys on the other side of the wall, and how things might change quickly. Because the hero is our core.”
“What if they do nothing? What if I just wait there?”
“Then they will have no choice but to break the wall with swords and rush in. This is something I personally would like to avoid. Who knows what they might be decorating inside? They may be plotting insidious schemes where we can’t identify them with our scouts.”
“That is also true. So, uncle, are you so comfortable right now?”
Lena looked at the porter again and asked. The porter nodded in the shade of a tree, using a root as a pillow. He looked at the tree he found with the gaze of a son who had won a contest.
“Aren’t you proud? There are trees that have survived that poisonous spell. It’s not just this tree. If you look around the mountains, you can see the trees of the empire that somehow survived by sucking up nutrients. It proves that even if Magi drenches the world, there are things that will not be broken.”
Lena nodded at the porter’s words. It’s a problem that I overlooked, but if you think about it, it was a great thing that the tree was holding on here.
“That’s right. very curious It must have been difficult to endure being surrounded by demons.”
“If you have to question it, it must have been because it was relatively high up, so Magi wasn’t crazy. As for the trees in the mountains, only those in the highlands survived.”
The porter swept the tree. The smile on his smiling face sank, and he narrowed his brows to create a weeping look. After sweeping the trunk for such a long time, the bark of the tree rustled on the porter’s gloves.
“These guys held out. Even if you knew what happened, you held on.”
Lena looked at the porter’s back. The porter was a man whose melancholy reflected even when he talked brightly. Lena snuggled up behind him and lightly pressed her shoulders with both hands. The porter could feel the soft touch on the top of his head and the small weight on his shoulder.
“mister. We are free, shall we do something fun?”
Raising my head, I could see Lena’s smiling face between her bulging breasts. The white T-shirt fluttered slightly, and the tight black underwear passed by.
Lena stuck out her tongue and whispered.
“It’s a pervert. mister.”