The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

80 – good friends (6)

“Lena. Traps alone cannot fully protect a base. A meticulous design that deceives them is the pinnacle of a secret base.”

Lena knew this voice. I also remembered that smile and lively movements. His name is Parsus. As a person in charge of accounting and trap installation in the Black Society, all requests were distributed to the members through his hands.

He wasn’t as skilled in infiltration as other assassins, but his extensive network of contacts made him good at asking for information, and he had a genius for crafting and designing traps, allowing the Black Society to evade the pursuit of the guards or evade retaliation. It also made a great contribution to sweeping away without damage.

“…What are you doing here? What trap did you set?”

Lena bit sharply and drew out her dagger. Her dagger was clearly visible to Parsus in the dark. In the gray world, I saw Parsus backing away in shock.

He spread his palms and said to Lena.

“Do not worry about it. The traps you’re worried about aren’t here, so this isn’t the secret base of the Black Society in the first place. The other Black Society guys have already left this place a long time ago. I am the only black society here.”

Lena didn’t believe it. Parsus had always liked to tease Lena with lies. The most heinous prank was making fun of her on her birthday by making an earring that melted away in the air.

There were other cases where she was surprised with a toy like a surprise box or set a trap made as a prank on Lena’s door and made it muddy.

“Do not lie. What do you mean?”

Parsus smiled strangely at Lena’s words. That warm smile, like a father giving to his children, was the expression Lena always made when she tried to get angry. Lena had never been able to overcome that expression.

Parsus was such a man.

A man who was strict and playful, and at the same time took care of members of the dark society.

When Lena first failed in her mission, she remembered Parsus, who had encouraged her by saying that he had given her the wrong route. When she was excited about a successful mission, she remembered Parsus holding out a box. Also, inside the box I carefully opened thinking it was a joke

[Congratulations on being part of our real family. Lena.]

There was a cake with the words ‘.

family.

Even then, Lena hated the resonance of that family, saying it was cheesy and unfamiliar. I consciously tried not to use the word family, but at some point looking back, she was saying that the people of the black society were like family.

“What do you mean!”

Recalling that memory, Lena screamed even louder. Parsus was startled by Lena’s voice, but did not back down. Because the emotionally agitated assassin wasn’t scary.

“Lena. between us… … . There was a little misunderstanding, but the captain and our intentions have not changed. join us.”

Lena’s eyes flickered for a moment. It was because Parsus’ proposal was so unexpected. Several people had already died at the hands of her and the Hero party, but Parsus was still talking about his family.

“no.”

However, that story was already overdue when Parsus took the side of the demons.

Lena had no intention of negotiating a story like this. The hand holding the dagger was stretched forward and he carefully lowered himself.

Lena didn’t let her guard down even if her opponent was the weak Parsus. The fact that he went one-on-one with him means that there is a corner where he believes in something.

That’s why Lena couldn’t approach it easily even though she spewed death. Because the opponent was Parsus, the genius of the trap design. I didn’t even know what kind of prank was hidden in this vacant lot to torment her. In a situation where she couldn’t do this or that, Lena put on a displeased expression.

The initiative rested with Parsus.

Parsus started talking with a warm smile as he saw Lena not being able to step forward.

“You said you would kill me, but you can’t come forward easily. right? yes. It happened like this. don’t tell me old stories Lena. You may have thought that your parents abandoned you all this time, but that was not the case.”

Lena felt her body stiffen as she heard the story. Although she never openly wondered, family was one of the things Lena lacked.

“Your parents were murdered.”

Lena blinked, trying to understand what she had just heard.

*****

A faint light began to spread through the cave. When the people holding the weapons manipulated something, the torches everywhere began to automatically light up. Ashuria frowned at the sudden bright light, but did not forget to be wary of her surroundings.

However, they wriggled their weapons in the air, but did not attack Ashuria directly. They were just staring straight at Ashuria, igniting their hatred.

Ashria didn’t even know their faces.

The figure reflected through the blurry vision was more like a creative object than a human being. Some had five arms, while others had unusually long legs and arms, so they limped about. Others had monstrous heads attached to human bodies.

“…Who are you?”

Ashuria felt a cold sweat run down her face. They are not human. However, monsters with five arms, monsters with abnormally long limbs, and monster-like heads were clearly human-shaped.

And the very fact that they were talking to her was giving Ashuria a strange sense of anxiety.

Why? What are you so anxious about?

A man with a monstrous face bent his head. He was a monster exactly over his shoulders, with strange bits of flesh sticking to him like strawberries on a cake.

“We, who, who, who, go?”

He cut off again and again and pronounced. And in response to the monster’s words, another monster opened its mouth. It was a woman with long limbs, and the hand holding the weapon swayed as if she was dancing.

“We are the people who decided to give our lives for the demons.”

cried the man with five arms.

“You want to call us traitors! Why do you want to insult me for not following you!”

Ashria frowned. I wanted to say something, but my voice didn’t come out. Her intuition was warning her.

She saw something she shouldn’t have seen, and heard things she shouldn’t have heard.

“I put the name of a hero and grandiosely said that I was saving the world, but in the end, the rural worms don’t care!”

A story that would have been easier if I didn’t know is spreading here.

“The church called us heretics and killed our families! They took our property, insulted and spit on us as devil worshippers! The Heretic Inquisitors burned my family! Killed! No one listened to us! Only demons! They reached out to us!”

“That, that… … .”

Ashria’s face went white. She shook her head and took a deep breath.

And I thought to myself.

This is a lie.

This is a lie.

Didn’t he see it himself while working as a Heretic Inquisitor?

that it is running cleanly.

clearly.

*****

“What are you talking about.”

Lena’s voice sank. It seemed that the emotionless voice rather made Parsus feel uneasy. He naturally took a step back and said.

“We are not the only humans who have turned to the side of the demons. There were traitors among nobles, traitors among farmers and commoners. As I listened to the stories of those converts, I was able to obtain one interesting piece of information. He was a man who worked as a servant for a rural aristocrat, and when he heard that the demons would avenge him, he cried.”

Parsus reached out. Parsus, who theatrically covered his face with his hands, let out a deep sigh and said:

“The stories I heard from him were horrific. A neighboring lord, who coveted the nobleman’s wealth, colluded with the church and accused him of being a devil worshiper. The nobleman was dragged away by the investigators without even making an excuse, and confessed the ‘fact’ under severe torture. This aristocrat, who had committed an unspeakable sin, was immediately burned at the stake, and the family collapsed and scattered.”

Parsus’ hand pointed at Lena.

“The noble had a daughter, the servant said, a girl with orange hair and green eyes, who was four years old at the time of the incident.”

“…Well, how do you prove that it’s me? Maybe not. I don’t even remember my childhood!”

Lena shouted. It was true that she had no memory. It was her first memory of wandering around the slums of the capital when she was very young.

I don’t remember.

Perhaps the story Parsus told is true.

The fact that he had no memory made him more agitated by the story Parsus told him.

Parsus said.

“Lena.”

And that one word made Lena even more confused.