How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Episode 596. Enemy intervention (3)

Quick.

What broke wasn't the sound of the head monster's body breaking.

The hammer that hit it was broken.

What I saw at the same time was the sight of an awl protruding from the boss monster's head piercing through and crushing the hammer.

‘What the hell is that guy?!' At the same time as he doubted, a blade protruding from the body of the monster pierced his entire body, who had lost his weapon.

As it was, it pierced Furetel's whole body, lifted it up, and threw it.

Mertel managed to jump in and catch him before Furetel's huge body flew about 10 meters and crashed to the ground.

However, it is impossible to accept it politely.

The two men collided in a mess and were pushed out, rolling roughly on the floor and sweeping the floor.

“… … Keuuh Didn't I usually tell him to lose some weight, you ignoring bastard. Anyway, that's why the horse guys.”

Standing up while swearing at her, Mertel took out a medicine bottle from her waist pocket and roughly shoved it into Furetel's mouth.

Furetel, who was almost dying, coughed violently and raised his head.

The sudden fatal injury was blocked with an elixir, but the damage was still there, so he staggered to his feet.

After coming to his senses, Furetel looked down at his empty hands in a state of dismay.

It seemed that he had no idea what had happened.

“… … Is it lost?”

“Yeah, I was blown away because I was treated badly… … What a terrible monster.

I never thought I would see you fly away.”

“I never even imagined… …

shit.”

Furetel spat when he finally understood that he had dared to challenge the monster and had been defeated in vain.

“shit! Bring your weapon!”

There is no time to talk about the feeling of defeat.

Furetel took the long spear from the other soldiers and grabbed it.

As expected, it lacks a sense of weight compared to the hammer he used to use.

The problem was that there was no time to express that regret, and no one seemed to be idle enough to listen.

While he was blown away, the morale of the allies, of course, fell.

There is nothing more shocking than the defeat of a trusted warrior.

While the ally was embarrassed, the boss monster who blew him away seemed to laugh lightly.

As if mocking his weakness.

And as if they had waited, the other monsters started attacking the devastated allies again.

It is the same as when hope is broken and greater despair is poured out.

“Damn it… …

Furetel rushed in and swung his spear to help his ally, swearing at him and not having time to clean up his messy body.

Furetel gnashed his teeth as if he was resentful as he rescued a wounded ally and threw them to the back.

“These monsters… … Where did you come from... …

“It seems they don’t know either.”

Mertel also blocked the monsters and pointed forward with her chin.

There are soldiers of the Zelnian Kingdom who have turned completely blue.

“… … Aren’t those guys allies?”

“I guess so.”

Obviously those monsters came from the territory of the Zelnian Kingdom.

But there is something strange about the atmosphere.

He must be a reliable ally for them.

Still, the soldiers of the Zelnian Kingdom are afraid of those monsters.

“It must be an ally they didn’t even know about.”

“It seems that the dragon wasn’t enough, right?”

It is said that a woman who was a saint during the Great War of the past used a dragon at the last minute.

I haven't seen it myself, but I've heard rumors.

Furetel was sarcastically alluding to what happened then.

“I'd rather have a dragon.”

At least dragons aren't such terrible creatures.

“… … step away.”

Furetel made a decision after thinking about the battlefield, where the word “miserable” was pushed to his throat.

“Yes, I guess.”

No one has a dissenting opinion.

The warriors of the same race as well as the commanders of other races all nodded their heads in agreement after hearing his decision.

But it's not easy to get out of agreement.

“But will they permit retreat? They don't seem to want to go back.”

“I just shake off their favor and retreat.”

Furetel took a deep breath and took a step forward.

Then, as if they had read that they were about to retreat, the monsters roared forward.

I don't think it's easy enough to be able to shake it off just because it turns around and runs away.

“I’ll try to block the road somehow… …

No, I will not be enough alone.”

Furetel just glared at the monster as if he didn't like it.

I want to block it by shouting ‘I'll take care of this place, you guys run away!'

He gallantly lunged at the monster and gallantly broke it.

I know that there are some things that can't be done with just fighting spirit.

I can't even say anything pathetic about it.

The one who commanded the current battle was himself.

It was he who confidently came forward during the meeting.

you have to take responsibility for yourself

even if it is a defeat.

“I can’t. Half of us stay. I'm sorry, but you have to go with me.”

“… … I knew it.”

Mertel showed her teeth without hesitation and stepped out with a smile.

And the Centaur and Minotaur warriors also stepped forward without hesitation.

Most of those who remain are relatively older than the other warriors.

They are prepared to die in order to force their allies to retreat.

No, I can't say I'm going to die unconditionally.

It is necessary for them to devote themselves to blocking.

“Or will you lose the cow head too?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Can you stop that by yourself?

“… … I'm sorry.”

“As a warrior, it is natural. Never mind. Well, they seem to have the same idea.”

They are not alone.

Half of the troops of other races remained.

“I was told to step back… …

“That much. loyalty. there is.”

A harpy spoke intermittently above Furetel's head.

And next to Furetel, a wolf-beast walked out with a greatsword and asked with a determined look in the same way.

“So Mr. Furetel? What are you going to do with them?”

“First of all, I'm going to try to deal with that size somehow.”

He said, glaring at the most heinous fellow.

A monster presumed to be the boss who defeated him a moment ago.

Apart from retreating, he insisted that he should not be left alone.

There is a point.

Obviously, there is a high possibility that they will push into Kellya later.

Then, for the sake of the future, it was necessary to deal with the heads of those people right here.

If that's the case, then the rest of the monster's army will do something about it later.

” Way?”

“Come on. Together.”

The commander of the harpies spoke instead.

It would be great if there was a ploy, but there was no time to weave it.

If so, just do your best to stop it.

Other heterogeneous people also agreed.

“then… … Please.”

Fretel nodded and raised the spear.

Then the remaining warriors shouted loudly and responded as if they were determined to die.

With a roar, the warriors of different races charged at the monsters.

I don't care if I'm caught, torn, and trampled by them, but I do my best to stop them.

A battle not for survival, but for survival.

And the commanders also rushed towards the head monster with their determination intact.

When Furetel thrusts his spear at him, the monster lightly raises his arm and holds it to block it.

“Hurry up!”

When Fretel shouted, the wolf beast commander stepped on his back and jumped up.

As it was, he jumped up to the top of his head with his greatsword and struck it down without hesitation.

He tried to split the head in half, but his greatsword was only halfway through the monster's head.

“this!”

Normally that would kill it, but it didn't seem to be the case with this monster.

The monster grinned as if it were dumbfounded.

“You monster!”

The monster's back twitched, and things like sharp bird claws protruded from it.

Even if those claws grabbed me, my whole body would be in tatters.

The wolf beastman spurred through the air and avoided the claws.

Meanwhile, the harpies flew in.

They circled around the monster, each holding onto something like a rope.

“Tie it up!”

The harpies hurried around the monster and wrapped the silver rope they brought around the monster.

It's not an ordinary rope.

A rope made by the dwarves of Kelia by processing titanium imported from Ernesia Kingdom.

It is not simply made by melting metal and made like a rope, but by pulling out metal like a thread and finely winding and twisting it.

It can also be said to be the essence of Dwarven technology.

Even a dragon would not be able to break it easily.

The monster flinched and resisted with all its might, but it seemed to be unable to break this rope even with its strength, and it only resisted.

However, with the strength of a harpy, he could not hold on to it any longer.

All you have to do is tie it up

“good night! Hold on!”

As if it was an opportunity, the commanders of other races grabbed the rope and entered into a contest of strength.

“But what are you going to do?”

“… … Should I seal it like this or not? I already asked the elves.”

Those skilled in magic would know at least how to seal this monster.

As expected, the elves who had prepared something began to act.

He took out an arrow that glowed with a strange light, put it on a string, and fired.

The arrow flew right through the gap in the rope.

“What about those arrows?”

“… … A strong seal is placed on the arrowhead. No matter how much... …

hmm'?!”

The elf who was explaining noticed something and startled.

The warriors who were holding the rope, including Furetel, also felt a sense of incongruity.

The pulling hand taste is weakened.

Could it be that the seal weakened the monster?

no it's different

“That guy????? how???????”

The shape of the monster changed.

Like a liquid, the whole body of the monster oozes and then flows down as if it is melting.

No matter how hard the rope is, it cannot hold the liquid.

As the monster flowed down, the slack rope fell empty to the floor.

The problem is then

The monster, which flowed like liquid, regained its freedom.

Then it rose and took shape again.

-Koooooooooooooooo!

As if expressing anger at the ridiculous things that dared to bind him, he changed his arm into a club with spikes and swung it wildly.

The warriors of the different races who were attacking were beaten mercilessly and fell out.

“Damn it!”

Furetel hurriedly grabbed a spear and attacked, but there was no way he could overcome it.

It was hit and thrown back.

“Heuk!”

The shoulder blade was shattered in one hit.

My left arm was limp and had no strength.

“Is it a failure?”

As I gritted my teeth in pain and resentment, I heard a strange sound in the distance.

“… … dragging Do you think that Bone Noh's masterpiece can be sealed with just that kind of means? This is why animals are no different.”

someone's laugh.

At that moment, the movement of the monsters, which were rampaging as if they were going to chew and devour the remaining warriors, stopped.

And don't monsters get out of the way left and right?

It was a boy who showed up.

Didn't the boy walk among the monsters like a king and giggle when he appeared?

“How is it? What is Bonno's masterpiece? Isn't that pretty hopeless?”

“???? human?”

All the warriors, without exception, shook their heads in their hearts.

No, that can't be human.

Contrary to what it looks like, I felt an infinitely ominous presence in the boy who displayed that strange atmosphere.

Why did he sense such an evil sign from a mere human boy?

“What are you?”

Furetel asked casually.

“Nothing. He's just an old man with little talent. Oh yes. My name is Daeya. But, my name is Melpegerels. Well, it's just the name of this life, so it doesn't matter if you don't remember it.”

“Old man? What nonsense are you talking about?”