124 Episode 2: My Last Job as Gray Millard

"It's about time."

Get out of bed as hard as a stone. I stayed in this Mirage Inn this evening not to spare myself leaving the land.

"To the fu?

(Wake up, apparently a long-awaited customer)

"Don't be shy. I'm in the middle of a beer pond grove with my pitch-pitch sisters right now!

Clear your ears even as you pass through the wasted sword that drools your complaining about the bubbles and stretches your back on the bed.

The sound of wooden floors. They approach this room.

The sound finally comes in front of my door, just as the keyhole hangs and the sword pierces me.

And Gee and the door slowly opened and the three figures came into an avalanche.

"Hey."

"" "Huh!!" "

Raise your right hand to the three hilarious rats and I'll say hello.

In a great panic, to the three of us who check the perimeter,

"Don't worry about it. Now there's no one in this room (...)"

"That's a lot of room."

Turning away from the impatient attitude of earlier, pulling the sword out of his waist with an extra look, he turns his sword tip on me.

"Brother, you hungry bastard, are you sure you want to cut off your limbs?

As the toothed mercenary stares around my whole body with a nigger face, she looks back over her shoulder and confirms the short-haired mercenary - Zook.

"That's right. Do it!"

"I want to have it, you hungry bastard with such a beautiful face, selling it off to a perverted childhood hobby would be a lot of money."

An unhealthy, stomachy, metaphorical mercenary shakes his head in daze.

"I'll sell you out. Toys don't need limbs, do they?

"You don't!

Two mercenaries approaching me with an unpleasant grin. Even from this familiar appearance, I guess I've been scattering the acts of this hand against the weak. Keep going, don't lose your guilt.

"Master, kill these guys. Yeah?

Mullah asks me in Doth's resourceful voice, which contains anger and frustration.

(What's up?

I frown and ask unevenly.

"Akan, these guys, Akan"

I don't know, but I guess what the Zooks are saying now also contradicted the rules that Mullah himself sets out. It doesn't even seem like it. It seems pretty angry.

But this is my last job as Gray Millard.

"No, I'll do it"

Good release, I kick the ground into the nose of the tooth man and strike his right fist with that armor. Along with the sound of the vitreous crushing, the armor is shattered and scattered, and the cockroach responds to many crushing ribs. And the toothed man bent his body to the letter K and squatted against his white eyes.

"Hi-ha?

The obese man, who was unhealthy and hungry, peered into my face, fearful, temporarily obscured, the toothed man who was blowing bubbles and fainting,

"Yikes!!"

Light screaming, making buttcakes,

"Ba, bakemonovo!!!"

He tries to escape to the door while still crawling on all fours in desperate shape. They're rude everywhere.

Grabbing the man's back collar, he lifts it and slaps it off his back on the floor.

"You can't get along. Don't run away."

"Yu, forgive me..."

I slowly approach a man who cries and tries to retreat by keeping his hips out and moving his hands busily.

"Does this look so merciful to me?

"No, no, no."

Taking the opportunity of a scream of despair, I shower fist rain all over his body. The physiologically disgusting sound of bones smashing and flesh tearing rang all over the room, making neglected meat dumplings.

……

A short-haired mercenary looking at me with a flashing face, sweating like a waterfall - Zook.

"Thank you. If you guys had a little more self-control, this didn't carry well. Hey, isn't it?

"Bye, of course. Fools always dance funny."

A blonde giant showing her face from the next room. His cricket valley had a thick blue muscle rising firmly.

"Heh? Ah? So, who is it!?"

While spectacularly confused, Zook retreats, but is restrained by a handsome man in black. This is the third bug man I created with my [bug poison] - a spy.

"Noah. Guess who?

The blonde giant puts his face closer even with a malicious grin when he eagles Zook's hair.

"Ma, ma, no way..."

Blood rapidly draws away from Zouk's face.

"Well, you seem to know Non, but you don't have any luck either. Sir Grey is so cold and horrible, isn't he?

"You know, Count Hartwigh, I don't really want people to say that kind of bad things."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is that true?

"I won't deny it, though. So, Count, can you be a witness?

"Of course not. I don't expect to be able to repay you to this extent, but I'm going to put this idiot behind the Millard family and make sure they admit Miss Satella's release from the Millard family."

Satella is a servant, not a slave. That's why I don't need permission to leave the Millard family. However, there are circumstances in which some of the servants, starting with Satella, serve the Millards in consideration of money. Because of the distorted character of her mother-in-law, I didn't think she would approve of Satella's liberation. If you show weakness in that hand scum, you'll fall to the bone.

That's why I came up with a hand in using this fool.

These mercenaries are private soldiers hired by their mother-in-law. Due to the general rules of nobility, if a hired private soldier runs wild, his/her Lord (or his/her) is responsible. I didn't know. I can't help it. I mean, these three idiots, as well as their mother-in-law, are guilty of the same crime, more than they attacked me as a nobleman. If malicious and obvious involvement, it may even result in the death penalty.

Whether rotten or not, my mother-in-law is Aqua's real mother. I can't even kill him. I intend to destroy and liberate Satella's testimony.

"Please. Just save your life!!"

Finally, approaching Zouk, who begs for his life, he steps on its head.

"Grrr!!"

A crushing sound of my nose. He gradually strengthens his legs as he steps on the back of Zook's head moving his jitters and hands in a desperate attempt to escape, both screaming and sneaking.

"Are you stupid, you? You attacked me. Where's the reason to hear such a plea?

"Yuji..."

Finally, the hockey puddle smudges out onto the floor around the zook.

"Die, just like all the victims you've ever had."

"Kuhi-no-no!!"

I try to cage my strength without stepping on Zouk's head, which I summon with semifrenzy, but Count Hartwigh grabs my shoulder and pulls away.

"What are you going to do?

"These guys still have a duty to live and wash away that sin and make a monologue in front of Associate Baron Rice and his wife."

"If you're a witness, it'll be enough for the two of you rolling there. I can't find the point in keeping it alive."

"I agree with you, Noon."

"Then why!?"

to me screaming irritably, Count Hartwigh clasped his shoulders,

"Such an inferior species, Sir, is not worthy of getting his hands dirty."

I declare so.

"Is that because I'm a child?

"I don't deny it"

"That's very sweet."

"That's right. It turns out adults are sweet for kids."

"He's unsolicited."

Shaking my head slowly, left and right, I sat down on a stiff bed.

I'll take care of everything after this.

The Count of Hartwig, once he decides which way, will not move. Assuming you want to stop it, you can help, but I don't have any fine dust. We have no choice but to entrust it to the Count.

"Okay. I'll take care of it."

"Oops. As soon as we've negotiated with the Millards, we're going back to Toto Village.

Grab the water, eat the food, and buy the goods. The Empire is the best place to go. My wife and son were delighted. "

"That's good. I'll show my face tomorrow too."

"Uhm."

From the adjacent room, a few soldiers leave the room thinking they belong to the Count of Hartwig.

Ten minutes later, a dozen carriages pass by the road in front of the inn. It would be a carriage for the men of the Count, who had made him refrain in the woods. Even tomorrow, I will say thank you and put it down.

This completed the liberation of Satella from the Millard family, as well as the extermination of the mercenaries who were bullying the servants. The untrained of this land will no longer be complete.

When I finished my last greeting to the master of the Inn, who was in a separate building, I moved to Straheim's private room.