The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

119 – Knights who swallowed monsters (3)

The conference hall was more simple than we thought.

The barracks were spread wide like a traveling circus tent, and guard barracks surrounded it like fountain decorations. The soldiers were busy building a wooden fence, and we moved to the high ground by the commander’s ‘order’ and inspected the surrounding terrain.

“It’s embarrassing. Too good to assassinate.”

It was not perfectly flat. The barracks where the meeting place was located were recessed, as if a giant god had lightly pressed the ground with his fingers, and there were large rocks and grass growing all around, so it was good to approach while taking cover.

Furthermore, there were places like the highlands where we are now standing here and there, so the opponent could check our arrangement and infiltrate.

Lena looked around us and said.

“…Hey, aren’t you overconfident in my abilities? It’s a bit difficult when it’s so wide and there are so many places to hide… … .”

The warrior did not miss the words and asked again.

“a little?”

Ashria nodded and added.

“As expected, he is the best assassin in the kingdom. You can’t lose even if you fight a lot of opponent assassins.”

“Lena is the best!”

When Millet gave a thumbs up, Lena pursed her lips while rolling her eyes. I laughed at the happy-looking expression, and Lena scratched her head and said,

“Oh no what… … . It’s not like it can’t be done at all… … . It’s a bit embarrassing when you look at it that way. yes?”

said the warrior.

“Anyway, you mean you can do it?”

Lena changed her expression from a big smile and said with a serious expression.

“…I just need one more person to help. Lend me some soldiers.”

*******

Stauffen bit his nails. If you don’t fight here, the commander’s seat will be taken away. If you think you’re fighting, you can’t see a way other than defeat. We must somehow find a way to break through the ranks of these majestic foes and outwit them.

At that time, an idea flashed through Stauffen’s head as he met the silver-haired man’s eyes. Stauffen shouted, hitting the desk.

“yes! the knights! Lend me the invincible knights you boast about!”

“You mean our knights?”

The man made a displeased expression, then nodded again and closed his eyes. He thought while stroking his chin, then continued.

“Unfortunately, we can’t all go out. 2 people died in the chase of the Hero party last time, 4 people fell out as guards, so there are only about 7 people left. Everything is top-notch.”

Stauffen said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“If we put them in the vanguard and let them break through the troops at once, we might be able to strike back. If all the Assassins of the Black Society rush in, it’s clear that the Warriors’ Party will have to be at the meeting place too! Rather, the result is that the defense becomes vulnerable!”

Hearing Stauffen’s passionate speech, the man nodded. Unlike Stauffen, he wasn’t excited at all. He tapped the handle of his sword lightly and continued speaking in a calm tone.

“That is a pretty good idea. Stauffen. Even if I think about it, I don’t think there can be a better strategy than that. Perhaps even if I were in your place as commander, I would have postponed this fight or thought of the same plan as you.”

“yes? right?”

Stauffen nodded. The man continued talking.

“However, my intuition is telling me that I shouldn’t send the Knights this time. Even that is a shortcut to falling into a deep trap, my senses that have been running through the battlefield are telling me. Trust me. Stauffen. From my point of view, even attacking them with the Knights is a handshake. The best move we can offer is for you to stop the attack and observe the situation, while giving your commanding voice.”

Stauffen stared at the man. The man’s face was still calm and showed no emotion. When this man first joined the demon army, he was a vicious person who did not shed a single tear.

Stauffen carefully recalled what he had said.

In the end, he was saying that he couldn’t even give the knights, and that he should just quit being a commander. Stauffen said with a contorted face.

“Didn’t I say that if I were to resign as commander, you would be the successor?”

“right.”

A smile crept across Stauffen’s face.

“So, are you using shallow moves to push me away?”

The man swiped his chin and affirmed.

“Trust me. That’s the best move for both you and me. If you admonish the Demon King like that, I will help too. It is best not to attack this time, but to reinforce your strength and prepare for counterattack with the opponent’s next move. If you don’t believe me, I’ll write a pledge here.”

Stauffen looked directly at the man. A pale face and a hard expression, not knowing what he was thinking. In the end, he was just a longevity who clumsily intervened in politics. In order to solidify their position, in this moment of crisis, the demon king’s army is to engage in politics with an iron face.

“Do not lie!”

Stauffen’s voice startled the adjutant, jumped up, and then turned away with a clearing of his throat. The man looked straight at Stauffen and said.

“If I don’t support you when you attack, you will definitely bite that point later and embarrass me in my position. I don’t want you to be on the offensive here, and I don’t want you to be on the offensive either. If you say you can’t attack alone, it’s a sign of incompetence, but if two commanders join in, the story is different.”

cried Stauffen.

“I don’t believe you. I don’t trust guys like you!”

“If you don’t believe, we both lose. I don’t want to take command trapped in this dilemma, and you don’t want to attack. I don’t want to lose my knights either. Who’s going to lose and who’s going to get stabbed in the back? I’ll say it again. Stauffen. Suggest to stop attacking. I will give you strength, and I will help you to provide solid evidence.”

Stauffen didn’t feel the ominous sensation the man was talking about at all. The feeling he couldn’t explain, in the end, felt like a story similar to a ghost story used to scare upstart commanders. An intangible weapon used to pressure and intimidate opponents lower than oneself.

Stauffen did not want to admit that he was inferior to this man. He did not want to admit that he was being turned away by that ‘intangible asset’ that he did not feel.

He believed that the path he had come up with was the correct answer, and through this he could pave the way for the Demon King’s army.

The man was just a liar. Compared to Stauffen, he was a clumsy kid for a while.

Stauffen shook his head and shouted.

“I! You’ve lived on the battlefield longer than you’ve ever lived! Don’t talk nonsense about your intuition on the battlefield in front of me! I don’t feel anything, but don’t try to warn me by talking about your intuition in front of me when you’re not a commander!”

said the man.

It was a cold tone that still made me feel goosebumps.

“…..Cool your head. Stauffen. You’re so excited right now that you can’t see anything. I don’t want to lose my knights to these stupid attack orders, and you don’t want to attack. When troops are precious, giving the order to advance to fill your shattered pride is nothing short of suicidal.”

And that remark was like pouring oil on Stauffen’s restless head. He dyed his face bright red, and frothed as if to pull out his knife at any moment.

“shut up! Shut up! I, the commander, decide the strategy! Support your knights! you stay away! I will show you that I can win!”

A crack appeared on the man’s face. He contorted his face and let out a deep sigh, but did nothing more. Without the support of the Knights, Stauffen would surely point to his non-cooperation as the cause of his defeat.

said the man.

“You can’t win. Stauffen.”

Stauffen made no further reply. The man shook his head and clicked his tongue. Killing Stauffen here didn’t change anything. It was only that the commander who had to drive the knights to death was changed to himself, not Stauffen.

If the order to attack had to be given anyway, it would have been far better for Stauffen to fail spectacularly and take over.

That much surer death aura was felt on the other side of the wire.

Just as humans feel foreboding when faced with a bottomless swamp, the man felt an ominous aura on the other side of the wire.

******

And on one side of the demon camp, black shadows wriggled and steadily moved forward. The one who converted both hands into scythes. A terrible looking man with holes all over his body and the ability to shoot poisonous needles out of them.

An iron man who can move at tremendous speed by strengthening his entire body and can break iron plates with his fists.

And a man dressed in black standing in the center of them.

They all had black tattoos somewhere on their bodies.

A middle-aged man standing in the middle said with his hands behind his back and a smile.

“Now, it is our turn to show our strength. Let’s return the favor to the Demon King.”