The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

62 – Legion of Darkness (12)

“I believed that one day you would understand me.”

Savage father and Beeves. That’s how Beeves defined his relationship with Greta. It was also cursed that the cruel devil who tried to solve everything by force and showed no sensitivity was the same blood as himself.

Rather, if Vivs himself had been from a noble family on the periphery, he would not have had such hatred. He would have been able to concentrate on his research in a small room, harshly criticizing him as a pitiful seed with only high prestige.

But Vives had neither the right to slander Greta nor the right to reject him. Because Beeves was a child. That fact meant that one day he too would have to grow in size, put on his hideous armor, and dominate others in the same savage way as Greta. It meant that everything he studied was something that should not be studied because it would disgrace Greta.

Bieves didn’t understand that he only had a say when he surpassed Greta. Wasn’t Beeves himself an aristocrat? Why is it that even those who can build a culture are ruled by the logic of power and divide their ranks in an absurd way?

“father. I thought that one day, I would be able to understand my father.”

Just before going to the battlefield, Vivs said while looking at Greta’s back. Greta heard Beeves’ voice and tightened her body.

“Let’s talk about the old days later. Now is the time to jump into the battlefield.”

Vives ignored Greta’s proposal. He was no longer his father. He was a savage, shivering with rage, deprived of a voice on this glorious battlefield.

“I realized that in order for me to claim anything, I had to surpass my father.”

A satisfied smile crept across Greta’s face. He nodded and looked around. There were still some of the soldiers who had not joined the ranks, so the advance could be delayed.

“yes. The young children of the demons must prove that they can surpass or rival their father. Our lives were a struggle against our ancestors and a life filled with proof of ourselves.”

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Greta’s limbs were packed with hard muscle. Vivs suddenly felt that he was touching his arm for the first time. The strong arm, which always suppressed itself, is now marked with numerous injuries and scars. Bieves said, ignoring those wounds.

“I will prove it too. father. What a great person I am and what I can do.”

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Greta’s hand tapped Beeves’ shoulder. A heavy sound echoed through his back, and Beeves thought his hands were savage. Also, I could see that his strength had weakened compared to the hand that used to beat him when he was young.

It was because the battle fatigue was eating away at Greta’s body as well.

“Okay, feel free to prove it. As long as you decide to fight. You can do anything with that sword. But, for now. For now just follow me behind me. Got it? That hero is very strong, and he is a skillful person who can lightly cut and kill demons who are unlucky. You must not step in front of me.”

Beeves looked at Greta. Greta was looking at the hero in the middle of the battlefield with a serious face. The warrior’s face was full of fighting spirit, and he was tying a blue ribbon to his sword as if to prove his promise to him.

Seeing that, Vivs smiled involuntarily, and Greta said.

“Don’t make fun of me for looking weak. You said that humans are a weak and restless race, but I don’t think so. In any world, those who have established civilization and established power have their own strength. Before their strength becomes a threat to us, we need to trample them and expand our lands.”

“On the battlefield, everyone becomes savage. If you think you don’t have to fight, everyone will be peaceful again. I think so.”

“Your stubbornness cannot be broken.”

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Greta said so. Beeves felt strange to see Greta say that. Because Greta was a demon who shouldn’t have said that. Because the Greta that Vivs thought was not this kind of devil.

“A family’s honor and authority are ultimately determined by how we live. I am also getting old, and someday I may meet my opponent and die. Yesterday I almost lost my life to that hero.”

Beeves tried not to be agitated, but he felt his shoulders stiffen. Greta continued by rubbing Vivs’ shoulder.

“If you almost die, both the devil and the person change. A kaleidoscope was passing by, and I suddenly thought of you. If I die like this, what kind of existence will you become? Wouldn’t it be like remaining as a nerd among the nobles and refusing to even communicate with others? Wouldn’t he suffer and live with the stigma of being a coward who couldn’t go to the battlefield?”

Beeves made up his mind. He was, at best, a symbol of savagery and the leader of the assault. He had to stop him here and lead the meeting himself. No matter how sweetly he tried to placate him, Bieves was confident that he was not wrong.

It wasn’t Greta itself that had bothered him since childhood, it was Greta’s name. Because she lived under the great general Greta all the time. Because Greta never acknowledged her research. When he handed out his research to Greta, he used the ignorant phrase, ‘Those without power have no logic.’

So this was justified.

Everything that happened from now on was perfectly justified.

It was just revenge.

“Vives.”

It was just revenge.

Everything that happened from now on was perfectly justified.

So this was justified.

“After this battle, let’s talk a little longer. I still can’t understand your theory, but I still hope you live with recognition.”

It wasn’t Greta itself that had bothered him since childhood, but Greta’s name. Greta lived under the pressure of a great general, and Greta never acknowledged her research.

So Bieves tried not to be shaken.

However, the moment he heard Greta’s last words, Vivs called Greta out of his mouth with tears involuntarily.

“father!”

Hey hey hey!

A black liquid began swirling around Greta’s body, and smoke gushed out.

“All troops! Charge! My son is watching! Let them know who we are!”

“father! Please wait a moment! father!”

Bibs’ voice was not heard amidst the loud machine sounds and shouts of soldiers. I reached out to grab Greta, but he ran faster. Greta shouted loudly as she looked at the hero with bloodshot eyes.

“Hero! It’s today! I will kill you!”

“father! stop! Wait! Please wait a moment! I didn’t mean to do this! father!”

Vives struggled and tried to run forward. However, the lieutenant on Greta’s orders grabbed Vieves and pulled him closer.

“Vives! It’s good to be ambitious, but I’m asking you to watch the situation from here!”

The trailing feet scraped the dirt floor. Vives howled and struggled like a swarming child.

“Let go! I mean, let go of this!”

“This is an order, General! Why do you come so coolly! Yeah? Also, where did you leave all the escorts you went with and came alone!”

Vives couldn’t hear what the lieutenant was saying.

“father! don’t go! sorry! Wait a minute!”

A sense of guilt began to well up. All the moments he had lived with Greta were scattered across dozens of pages, passing before his eyes. The first time I held the sword, I remembered the smile on my face. When other noble children made fun of him because of his weakness, it was his father who stood by him.

Although he denied his studies, he never denied that he was his son.

I thought it was natural to be loved, but it was too much for him.

Her mouth was wide open and she was wailing, but Greta couldn’t hear her voice. Greta emitted smoke from her body and vigorously stretched out her arms toward the hero. The adjutant couldn’t understand why Beeves was doing this, so he just tilted his head and looked at him, and he called out to Greta with tears and mucus pouring out.

“father! please retreat! father! sorry!”

“Kuhh…!”

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Greta’s body, which had been vigorously swinging her arms, tilted. The black liquid that had been swirling around her body became thick and clogged the hose. Greta swayed her limbs in the air, bleeding profusely from her eyes, nose and mouth.

“Cheuk… ! Heo-eok… … !”

Vives, who had been crying, opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene. He shook his head and trembled his limbs. What he put in was a drug that stopped the machine. Because of that, there was no way that such an effect would come out.

“What, what… … ! What! I’ve never put anything like that! Let go of this!”

Beeves pushed away the hand of the lieutenant who was holding him. At some point, the silent lieutenant let him go so easily. When the force of his push knocked the adjutant down, Bieves stopped moving forward and turned his head away.

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Now that the entire force has rushed forward, the few remaining troops at this base are easy prey for the porter party.

Lena said as she wiped the blood from her face.

“There are very deadly poisonous weeds in the borderlands. When a person eats it, it bleeds all over the body and dies immediately, so I wondered what would happen if I put it straight into the blood of demons.”

“You, you…!”

Vivs trembled as he pointed his finger at Lena. The porter stepped in front of Lena and punched Vieves in the face. Beeves slumped to the floor, clutching his nose.

“What we want is not peace.”

“uh… ! Ugh… … !”

said the porter, kicking Beeves in the side.

“It is a pain.”