Episode 566 Dragon Rare (4)
The villagers guided the mercenaries to the village chief.
Seeing the mercenaries ready to help in an emergency like this, the village chief said softly.
âThere are no valuables in the village. If you are an adventurer, you may not know, but if you are a mercenary, you fight for money. I donât feel like helping the village.â
With a sharp eye, he scans the mercenaries once.
Daeron looked at him and thought.
âItâs quite an old man.â
He knows how to doubt people even when his instep is on fire.
Realizing that it was not easy, Deron decided to take a slightly different approach.
âThatâs right. Unlike adventurers who strive to gain trust and fame, mercenaries put money first. But think about it. Wouldnât it be no different from bandits if we only moved for money? Before we are mercenaries, we are also people. They are not rude people who look at money even when they see people in crisis.â
As he quietly appealed, the villagers assimilated with him looked at the village chief.
âThey just came out to help us. Any more doubts are disrespectful to those who are trying to help.â
âThatâs right. Even if they are bandits, if they see mercenaries, wonât they retreat?â
The villagers, who had been talking with full of earnestness, tried to conciliate the village chief.
The village chief, who was soaked in thought for a moment and let out a salivation, looked at Deron once.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
There is no barrier to speaking.
He replied as if he had prepared it from the beginning, but the village chief found it even more suspicious.
âI donât have a good feeling. I donât know if I can trust them.â
The senses he had acquired after a long adventure sounded an alarm.
Did he organize his thoughts at the end of a long thought?
The mayor is slow.
I spoke to Deron while trying to be as polite as possible.
âIâm sorry, but I canât accept you in town. I will only be grateful for your willingness to help.â
The villagers reacted violently to the village chiefâs remarks, which were completely different from their expectations.
âOld man!â
âIt looks like youâll be killed by bandits right away! Do you think theyâll let you live just because theyâre children!â
âThink again! Isnât it what the village chief wants for the village to disappear like this!â
However, despite their words, the village chief only shook his head.
âPlease leave the village right now.â
Did you intuit that things were wrong?
Daeron, who had been quietly observing the village chiefâs movements, snorted.
âItâs amazing how old people notice.â
Around the time the villagers hesitated at his sudden change of attitude.
The mercenaries, who had been standing in the city with military discipline on their faces, pulled out their swords with a smile.
âI donât think we should let that old village chief live.â
âIsnât that why you asked me to kill you from the beginning, Captain? It just made things more complicated.â
The townsfolk, taken aback by the sight of him standing there holding a sword full of life, took a step backwards.
âWhy are you doing this! You didnât offer to help us!â
âCalm down, guys!â
âKhehehe. Didnât the handsome old man of the village already talk about it? I donât know if youâre an adventurer, but mercenaries work for money.â
Daeron snorted at the urgent shout.
âWe are not shoplifters. What are you going to spend every single penny you collect?â
âThenâ¦â
âDonât worry. If you donât resist useless, Iâll save everyone. Instead, from now on, I will have to live as a slave. Hehehe.â
âThese bastards! You tricked us!â
When I tried to resent it belatedly, things happened.
Even if it was outside the village, which was a little fortified, the mercenaries were already inside the village, so they couldnât even try to stop them.
Daeron looked back and waved his hand.
âCatch the villagers and bring them all to the center. Finish before the bandits come.â
âyes.â
âItâs been a while, so letâs enjoy it, Captain.â
âIf you touch a product, it loses its value. You can kill those who resist, but leave the rest alone.â
The mercenaries, who had been moving unsteadily, surrounded the villagers at once.
When the situation suddenly changed, the village chief held the sword under the desk with a face that he knew it would happen.
âCanât you hear me telling you to get out, you guys!â
The village chief swung his sword along with Hoseong Noh.
The mercenaries who were reaching out to the villagers backed away in fright.
Whii Iik-!
His sword cut a little of his sleeve.
If I was a little late to avoid it, my hand would have been cut off.
Daeron exclaimed in admiration.
âHe must have been an old man with a hidden number.â
âDonât make me see any more blood. Even if my name runs out, I intend to take two or three of them.â
Looking into his eyes, it was never bluff.
The mercenaries, pushed by the village chiefâs momentum, hesitated.
âWhat should I do?â
âKhehehe. Itâs a long time fun. I donât step out.â
Daeron drew his sword and stepped forward.
Did you notice the momentum felt by the opponent?
The nervous village chief looked behind him and said.
âPlease let the villagers go.â
âThereâs nothing like the last wish I canât grant. Let it go.â
At that, the mercenaries distanced themselves from the villagers.
Blinded by life, the people who guided the mercenaries to the village looked at the village chief.
âChojangchiâ¦â
âDonât mind me and run away. They had no intention of keeping us alive from the start.â
âIâm sorryâ¦â
He left behind an apology.
They hurriedly ran out of their seats.
Daeron smiled viciously as he looked at the villagers pulling away.
âThey are really stupid. Thanks to that, the number of people has been reduced.â
âI am old now. I have no intention of blaming them for a little less string.â
âKeukkeuk. I will see if I can keep that word until the moment I die.â
âDonât say that my sword is ruthless.â
Contrary to his confident words, the village chiefâs complexion darkened.
A sword aura rising from the sword.
Looking at the mana that was more transparent and refined than his own, it was clear that the opponent had reached an advanced level of Aura user.
âI wish I could buy some time.â
Just by confronting them, sweat flows like rain.
Have you already guessed victory?
Daeron pointed his sword and said.
âYou can come anytime, chief.â
âThen I will go.â
end of speech.
The two swords collided, scattering sword light.
* * *
Because it was getting dark, Ray climbed into the carriage without even looking around the inside of the cavity.
Gide said with a smile.
âDonât worry too much. You will be able to come again soon.â
He talked to her as if comforting, but Ray already had thoughts of going again alone.
Only the words left by the great being messed with his mind.
â As Gaia wishes.
What on earth does Gaia want?
Besides, such a mighty race is facing extinction.
It was something he had only come across as a story that had been handed down.
In fact, when I saw their end with my own two eyes, I began to realize the aftermath of the War of the Heavenly Demon little by little.
âWhy did he leave the story of the Heavenly Demon War that had already ended right before he died?â
The common owner not only collected the bodies of numerous people in the midst of the war, but also weaved their coffins one by one.
In the first place, it was hard to see that it was fine because it consumed more strength than it was not even able to afford it in the first place.
Even so, he wrote to leave something behind and even arranged his own rarity, so he was curious about the reason.
Do you think that Ray, who is struggling, has regrets about the dragon rare?
Gide continued to comfort him as he drove the wagon.
âThe shock of seeing the abode of the great beings for the first time is the same for everyone. Of course, it would be a pity to leave. Please come back soon.â
Ray, who was lost in thought, heard his consolation with one ear and let it out with the other.
Did an hour pass so quietly?
A faint noise began to be heard in the distance.
Seeing that the waves of mana were spreading far and wide, there was no doubt that intense mana was colliding with each other.
Ray, who felt the presence first, called Gide.
âWait.â
Gide also slowed down the wagon, probably feeling ominous.
A cloud of black smoke rose in the distance.
It was clear that it was nothing out of the ordinary, as the smoke was clearly visible even though it was over a mountain.
âAnyway, itâs not serious. Maybe theyâre being attackedâ¦â
âAre they bandits?â
âMaybe. This area is a place where the guardsâ surveillance is loose.â
In the first place, the Sylvester estate was short of money until a week ago.
So it was burdensome to use a lot of guards in places other than the center.
Thanks to this, security in the outskirts got worse day by day, and the number of bandits had to increase as well.
Ray said without hesitation.
âTurn the wagon. Letâs go get it.â âAre you okay? There may be rumors about his identity.â
âA personâs life is at stake, so what if that personâs true identity is known? Come on. Then things will get bigger.â
At that, Gide hurriedly turned the carriage around.
However, unexpected variables arose.
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The speed of the wagon is slow as we deviate from the road and ride on an unpolished slope.
Itâs quite far from the place where you can feel the presence, so if you keep going like this, youâll be late.
Ray immediately climbed onto the roof of the carriage and shouted.
âIâll go first, so follow me!â
âAll right!â
He lightly kicked the roof.
Like a shot arrow flying away.
Gide, who was looking at him, let out a sigh as the new model seemed to increase, but disappeared from sight in an instant.
The wagon didnât budge even though it spurred on the roof and flew away.
It must be proof that the ability to handle mana in detail has reached its peak.
âI donât know who you are, but you picked the wrong day.â
Why did you carry out an attack here today?
I didnât have too much luck either.
Gide chased after him and prayed for the rest of those he didnât even know.
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