Chapter 492

As I ran, a group of wild ogres appeared.

I believed that I would be able to widen the distance without having to check them because their run was not fast, but the guy with one eye blown out threw a huge stake that looked like he was carved out of wood like a javelin and obstructed my path. I had to go and break the pot.

After fixing the two hands of the pair of eyes with a sword as if nailing them, and using the power of Lumings’ helmet to break the head with a headbutt, the other ogres ran away without looking back, and Carl Kansi looked at me as if he wanted to see all the crazy people in the world.

The forest was thick and I moved on foot, and this time goblins and orcs appeared.

It didn’t appear separately, it really appeared at the same time. However, even that has emerged as a structure between a ruler and a subject rather than a competitive structure in which they fight each other. Under the circumstances, it seemed that the orcs were using goblins as meat shields.

He even tried to hunt by making full use of the siege net. This time, the goblins’ heads broke the heads of the orcs for a long time before they escaped. I was surprised by the fact that the goblin’s head was harder than I thought, and Carl Kansi looked at me as if he wanted to see all the crazy people in the world.

I had packed up a campsite and was camping, but now a troll appeared.

yes fuck, troll. A real troll! The ground shuddered, so I thought the fuckin’ ogres were fucking again, but it wasn’t the bald-headed ogre that appeared while crushing the trees, it was a troll as big as them and with a lot of hair!

In fact, Carl Kansi, who has a good nose, already figured out that he was a troll and asked me to leave, but I couldn’t understand the feast of this ridiculous monster parade, so I just decided to wait and see him come, and in return I had to get a deep blow. .

The reason I couldn’t fall in even though I knew it would happen wasn’t just because I didn’t want my condition to be ruined by going back on the road or not sleeping.

I couldn’t stand it because it was so fucking hot.

However, this time there was no harvest at all. There was no need to worry about vigils just by sprinkling troll blood all over the place. Carl Kansi’s eyes, looking at me as I dropped him at the camp, cut off his neck, brought only his head, and spattered blood around me, looked strangely calm and similar to those of a liberated man.

It’s the third day, hoping that the unpredictable days will continue like that.

“Guest, I’ve been asking around for a while while taking a break...”

Carl Kansi opened his mouth while waiting for dinner after arriving at a village with an inn.

It was a town of its own size, so it was a luxury that I could enjoy thanks to the decision to stay overnight even though I arrived around noon.

“There was a group of famous monsters in this area, but they suddenly disappeared or were found dead.”

“It’s not surprising. You seem to encounter monsters more often than normal animals.”

It’s ‘like’ because I like the words, but it was close to the fact that we actually arrived here dealing with more monsters than wild animals. Still, since it was a story that Carl Kansi picked up, we thought it might be an anomaly that we couldn’t overlook, and when we listened, he continued talking with a subtle smile.

“The ogre group led by the one-eyed Opol was scattered, the orcs who raided the goblin colony and used it like soldiers disintegrated, and a troll that blew up about five villages was found dead. Even the adventurer’s guild reported that Rumors must be spreading very quickly.”

“What kind of monsters have names and are famous...”

I quenched my throat with water and tried to answer reflexively, but something was strange and I stopped.

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Deoni Bire, who had somewhat finished his hectic day at Epagasierra in Rengi, signed the last bill and leaned back on the back of his chair.

It was funny how she still needed her signature to proceed with orders and agenda even though the day she would abandon the city and the church was approaching, but it was not a relaxed situation to lament over it, so she felt sick from overwork. He just closed his eyes for a moment and let out a deep sigh.

After pausing for a long time, Deoni opened her eyes and inadvertently moved her gaze to the piece of horn placed on the side of the table.

There was still no revelation.

Even the person who came with a piece of horn, claiming to be the contact of the empire, could only send information unilaterally, but could not receive it, so it is unknown how Etisel and the empire decided to respond.

Even now outside the city, followers of evil spirits are attempting attacks, desecration, and disturbing the sanctuary, and the situation is not improving at all as expected.

When judged soberly, the situation is hopeless. Even so, if it were a situation where she would be martyred alone, Deoni would have done so willingly and without any impatience.

However, the life on her shoulders right now is thousands of units. It does not end with martyrdom alone.

Even if you are confident in your faith, it was natural to worry countless times a day about whether this was the right decision, and it was actually like that. But in the midst of that, if you see and touch the horn fragment that was definitely part of yourself... You feel a strange sense of relief and feel optimistic that it will work out somehow.

“A revelation... is it?”

It was a proposal that was not bad for those who turned the demon army into an enemy. Humans will definitely accept it.

However, that alone did not allow them to cross the demonic territory and join the human race. The process will never be easy, and in the worst case, more than half of the people may die.

Even those who decided to agree with the church are secretly calling this operation the ‘last pilgrimage’.

Even so. Looking at it, I feel a sense of comfort that I don’t know why.

“...please light the way to defeat those demons.”

No matter how many times I repeated it for confirmation, this must be a revelation.

Deoni prayed quietly as she sat by the moonlit window.

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