The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

121 – Knights who swallowed monsters (5)

The horizon stretched out, outlining the night in a faint blue. Lena thought that the figure emitting a faint light like the curtains of a solitary room that let in the sunlight was like watching a wandering troupe that came to her as a child.

At that time, she went to the back of the audience seats with one desire to see the theater company’s performance, and peeked through the seats. Black curtains stretched straight out and the light shining through them. The murmur of people and the falling dust.

I couldn’t figure out why the memories I had kept in Lena’s life were bothering her now.

“It’s fine?”

Lena looked at Millet. Millet, who had bright eyes at night, was staring at Lena with bright eyes. Lena gave such a bright smile to Millet and said:

“then. Of course it’s fine. Rather, what about the others?”

“I prepared everything as Lena said. But Lena. How the hell are you going to find out those assassins are coming?”

Lena didn’t answer and looked up. Then, with my eyes closed, I began to focus on the sound.

*****

“Lena. When selling traps. It’s important that they don’t find out they’ve been trapped. Look at this. The lines you wrote are so thick that people with good reflexes like me get away with it right away. The space to set traps is limited, so what if we even knew they were caught?”

******

Amidst the sound of the wind, Lena turned her head. A small plate suspended in the air was spinning frantically. Lena smiled at him. It was because someone was coming towards the high ground, breaking through the obstacles made of twigs and grass in the dark.

******

Lena, who had climbed the hill, was looking down with a frown on her face.

A man stands aside, lets out a wolf howl, then looks down at Lena.

“Lena. Why are you making such a bored face?”

Lena said with a pouty expression.

“I want to go and steal. I’m telling you to stay here Why don’t you let me do something like this while entrusting you with the assassination? I hope you give me a chance to show my skills properly.”

“ha ha ha! Lena. It’s really your idea. I’ll talk to the captain later.”

“I don’t like to do boring things like this. Aren’t you, uncle?”

“Lena. It’s not boring. This is a very cool role. birdsong. It mimics animal sounds to alert us to threats, and gives instructions on when to flee and where to go. how. Like a commander?”

Lena can’t understand the man’s words.

“I still want to fight!”

The man is eager to tell Lena the charm of this mission.

*****

Someone stuck their head out on the high ground Lena and Millet were looking at.

Lena spoke to Millet without hesitation.

“millet. If anything over there puts its head out, I’ll shoot it.”

It was about putting down access control for the soldiers. There was only one person who could stick his head out there.

“uh… !”

As soon as the man put his head out, an arrow shot straight through and pierced his temple. He died with his mouth wide open, not understanding what had happened to him. Both hands, which had been converted into scythes, were hammered into the floor.

Lena, who crossed in the direction of the corpse, looked at his hand, frowned, then looked at his face and inhaled.

After covering the man’s face with the palm of his hand and closing his eyes, he spoke in a low voice to Millet, who had crossed over after him.

“Now, I will come soon. I’m going to lead them. Shoot in the direction I tell you.”

******

“Lena. Then how about doing this? You are directing yourself. Just as I imitate animal sounds, you command our troops by making animal sounds.”

“I don’t think it will be fun.”

The man seduces Lena, who is pouting, with his eyebrows twitching. Seeing his witty appearance, Lena secretly turns her head and starts listening to the story.

“Wouldn’t that be a lot of fun? Now, listen carefully. First of all, the wolf sound is the timing for us to attack. It means the first line to charge. So… … .”

******

A wolf’s cry echoed across the battlefield.

Lena looked around with a mysterious expression and lowered her stance.

There is no way that assassination pros would not be able to distinguish this signal.

But because Lena was, she was sure they would come.

Millet lowered her body as if imitating Lena, but drew her bow forward and did not lose sight of her aim.

Black shadows passed between the white tents. He rolled his body into a ball and spread his body towards the soldiers who had lost their eyes. Like a porcupine with spikes, he was hit by poisonous needles, soldiers were scattered on the floor, and he was running towards the huge conference room as if wondering what he was doing.

The man who kept running forward broke through the guards with the sound of the wind coming from the holes in his body.

Then, Lena stretched out her hand and said.

“now.”

Millet shot an arrow at the rock next to him. Tendons sprang from her arms, and arrows lodged in the rock like pen tips for writing. In that state, she scraped up the arrow with all her might, as if pulling the handle.

Kiyiying!

Along with the rupture of sparks, the red-hot arrowheads blazed and distracted the aiming point. Millet’s leather gloves smelled like burning, and Millet closed his eyes, stopped breathing, and fired an arrow with all his might.

A red trajectory different from a normal arrow passed by the man like a shooting star passing by.

The man turned his head with a bewildered face as he felt his body instantly heat up and cool down. His ugly body, with a hole pierced beneath his head, caught the light and was exposed.

******

“You know what’s surer than sneaking in?”

Lena raises her hand and says.

“Killing all the guards!”

The man nods and hits the chalkboard.

“yes! Sneaking in is what minions do. If there are no eyewitnesses, is there any reason to say that it is an assassination? It is important to know the difference between your opponent and your skills. uh? Depending on the opponent’s skill, it’s better to rush in and kill them all and run away at the moment when you can’t respond than to sneak in.”

“What if the enemy escort is stronger than us?”

The man laughs and answers Lena’s question.

“Then you just have to kill the opponent faster than expected and run away. Are there any guarantees that someone stronger than us will be faster than us? Got it? I’d rather kill them all without even sounding a warning, enter the main gate proudly, and come out with my objective accomplished.”

“Did you just set off a bomb or something?”

When Lena pretended to throw a ball, the man nodded and said.

“Yes, a stinger is better than a bomb. It’s easy to check if you’re hit, and if you’re hit, you can send people stronger than me right away, and it’s even quieter.”

******

The man’s head turns. The sweltering heat you feel behind your back. Red-hot arrows and boiling oil.

“uh… … !”

A violent explosion rang out, drowning out shrieks. Lena jumped off the high ground as soon as she saw the fire rising. As she descended the steep cliff as smoothly as if she was riding a sled, she met eyes with the hideous new model who had been thrown away by the explosion.

He struggled with the heat, but his body, which had been transformed into a demon, did not die from that level of shock. He crouched down to brace himself for the impact of the fall, even as he screamed from lacerations and shock.

“millet!”

A ball came out of Lena’s waist.

A red ball with a wick. A small ball lit up and shining brightly flew towards the man.

The man closed his eyes and fired a poisonous needle all over his body.

Most of the poison needles flew helplessly into the air, and thanks to the poison needle that luckily hit the bomb, a bright fireworks display was set off in the air.

A man’s naked body was illuminated by the backlight in the dark night sky.

Only then was the man able to meet the gaze of the elf archer glaring at him with four arrows inserted into his bowstring.

“uh… . uhh… !”

Even if the man tried to fire the poison needle again, he couldn’t shoot it this far. He floundered as if he was swimming, trying to attack Millet somehow.

“ah… !”

With one foot pierced between his eyes, his struggles stopped.

There was a hole in each of the splayed arms and legs,

Finally, the penis was cut off.

Looking at the piece of meat floating in the air, Lena looked at Millet with an indescribable expression. Still, it must have been because a strange thought came to my mind that I had to do this. It was probably like a momentary misjudgment created by emotion and memory.

A stupid idea that goes against your own logic.

Millet said to Lena.

“Yes why? He’s already dead.”

Lena returned to reality only after hearing those words.

“…Ah, that’s right.”

He smiled and nodded.

It was. They’re already dead, so why bother?

Caring about the dignity of a corpse was too much of a luxury on this battlefield.

Lena remembered that they had died a well-deserved death, and that there were still two more who were not in the coffin.

A map of how they behave in an emergency. came to mind clearly.

The footsteps you hear now.

Obviously not hallucinations.

“If you take the heads of the members of the hero’s party, at least they’ll say it’s not in vain.”

Hearing that voice, Lena shook her head.

Millet rolled her tongue and faced the muscular giant that appeared from the hills on the other side.

said Lena.

“long time no see. While I couldn’t see you, I think your face was a bit damaged.”

The man didn’t laugh. He looked at Lena with a blunt expression, and drew daggers from both hands.

“Lena. Did you grow up in a pervert group? Why are all these people naked?”

Millet put an arrow on a string with a sad expression and said. The muscular giant didn’t care about Millet’s provocation and was just showing off his bulging muscles.

said the man.

“Aren’t there any other Hero party members?”

“…The two of us made this, so who needs the others?”

Lena also pulled out a dagger from her waist.