Chapter 290
Episode 290
“me? “One of the people you were following.”
“… … .”
The mercenaries slowly retreated back.
Several people tried to raise their hands to their weapons, flinched, and then took them away again.
‘I’m sure they weren’t following me for a surprise attack.’
Erdin nodded slightly and thought.
The purpose was clear just by not drawing a weapon.
“Why did you follow us?”
“that… … .”
“hey!”
As one mercenary tries to answer, another mercenary shouts and stops him. The gazes of the two mercenaries quickly cross. It seems like they had a silent conversation with their eyes.
Erdin said, ‘Hmm.’ He stroked his chin and took a step forward.
The mercenaries were startled and took a step back.
“If you don’t have bad intentions, I’m willing to cooperate.”
“Why do we have bad intentions…” … !”
A mercenary tried to say that it was unfair, but when his colleagues looked at him, he huffed and hit his chest with his fist in frustration.
“I’m sorry for following you secretly. But one thing I can say for sure is that we never followed them with bad intentions.”
“Bad intentions? “Are you saying that following someone is not a bad thing?”
“uh… … that… … .”
Erdin didn’t mean to, but he ended up confusing the mercenaries.
“first. I’m really worried about people secretly following me around. That’s the problem. Or are you confident that you can follow us around without us noticing?”
“Uh, uh… … .”
“If you’re not confident about that, don’t follow me from now on. And in fact, how do we know whether to secretly follow him and attack him or not?”
“That’s absolutely not the case!”
The mercenary who had almost answered Erdin’s question at first strongly denied it. He must have been so unfair that he even had tears in his eyes.
‘Why are you crying?’
As Erdin also began to worry with a perplexed expression, the mercenaries slowly began to back away. I thought it was time to run away. But even if he thought about it, Erdin was not one to miss such a sign. As they quickly approached Shinbeop, the mercenaries were scared and fell back.
In the eyes of the mercenaries, Erdin’s new law seemed like magic.
“Oh, wizard?”
“It is dancing walking using aura. … … “I don’t know why I even have to explain this.”
Those who make a living in fighting – this includes mercenaries and knights – are learning various techniques using their feet. The flashy steps they take as if they are dancing are called dancing walking, and the short, fast steps they run towards to kill the enemy are called sword walking. It is said.
Cloud Dragon Daegu-sik thought it was very strange because it looked like a dragon playing in the clouds, so he answered that it was dancing walking.
“If you run away, you will die.”
Erdin said, his expression hardening. Although he didn’t let his life out, his voice contained an equally sharp energy. The skills of the mercenaries who were following Jeron and his companions were at least B grade, but they were not good opponents.
The mercenaries hiccuped and then slowly nodded.
“and.”
“and?”
“Do you want to be clear? Do you want to reveal if it’s true?”
Erdin was one of those who experienced first-hand the adage that fists are closer than the law.
* * *
After Erdin went to meet the mercenaries, Jeron muttered to himself as he unpacked.
“Why did you go out and do such a bothersome thing?”
The mercenaries who followed did not have bad intentions. The clean energy flowing from their bodies, even for mercenaries, was proof of this. Of course, just because someone has a clean energy doesn’t mean there aren’t bad guys, but most of the time, 9 out of 10 people are okay guys.
“You’re needlessly sensitive.”
“… … .”
Jeanne, who was listening to Jeron’s muttering to himself, looked at him with a puzzled expression. If you think about why Erdin ended up like that, the answer comes right away.
Because of Jeron.
If you do something, they hit you, yell at you, and scold you, but it was a good thing from Erdin’s perspective to solve the problem before it happened.
As he was saying this to himself, Jeanne, who knew the truth, could only think that Geron was truly shameless.
‘what… … So that’s a good thing.’
It was Jeanne with her eyes tightly covered.
The group, excluding Erdin, gathered at the restaurant after unpacking.
“I’ll be back soon, so let’s order a meal.”
“What are you going to do if you’re late?”
“That’s the situation. Did I tell you to go? “She said she was coming.”
“but. “That’s right.”
Jeanne nodded at Jeron’s words. The other party members also had similar reactions. At least Lorraine was a little better.
‘Just in case, you should eat a little bit.’
If Erdin was late and had to eat alone, he planned to fill his stomach enough to eat together. She hummed, feeling better as she thought she would be grateful if he found out about this.
“Jeron!”
Just before the food came out, Erdin returned. Jeron clicked his tongue when he saw the baggage(?) of several people he had brought with him.
‘They said they would handle it well and then they brought me back.’
But that thought changed in an instant.
It was because I heard a story about Erdin being good at controlling mercenaries.
“therefore… … .”
Surprisingly, the mercenaries’ identities were Malcolm’s subordinates. There was also a reason why they followed me secretly. They said they had been given a mission to check if Geron and his companions were on the southern continent and to determine their location.
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In fact, it was a mission that was close to impossible.
The area of the southern continent was not as small as a city. It was impossible to blindly search for people who might appear when and where.
Malcolm briefly provided his subordinates with information about Jeron and his companions.
So Malcolm’s men began to wander throughout the Southern Continent. However, it was no different from heading to the ground, and when I heard a rumor about a party that appeared to be Jeron and his companions, I immediately went looking for it, but every time I made a futile step, I had to turn back.
At that moment, a rumor was heard about a party similar to the information given by Malcolm in the Kingdom of Peroche.
I was lucky enough to meet him at the mercenary guild in the capital of Marion Kingdom, but I couldn’t even approach him because it was noisy with more people due to the war.
At first, I chased after the car to check. However, no matter how I looked at it, the composition was different from the group Malcolm had mentioned, so I followed them, wondering what to do.
“… … That’s how it happened.”
“We are the people you are looking for, but… … “Malcolm’s subordinate?”
The mercenaries nodded strongly. I was happy at the thought that I could finally complete my mission and return to the West Continent. But there was one thing they were overlooking.
“What did he tell you to do when he finds us?”
“I’m taking good care of you… … huh?”
The mercenaries stopped talking and looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
It seemed like returning to the West Continent was a long time away.
* * *
Malcolm’s men were mesmerized for a while and then reached the point of resignation.
“shit.”
“I’m going to stab you with a knife later.”
“Don’t just say it, actually do it.”
Erdin felt a strange sense of kinship as he listened to their conversation. Strangely, it didn’t seem like anyone else’s business. Maybe that’s why those people looked different than before.
“I think they are good people.”
“what?”
“There’s no way those people are bad.”
“… … .”
As he looked at the guy talking with tears in his eyes, Jeron felt so frustrated that he felt like his stomach was full.
“… … okay. “Do whatever you want.”
“no way. What are you saying? That and this are different. “They may be good people, but whether they can be trusted or not is a different question, right?”
“At times like this, you’re cold again.”
It meant clearly distinguishing between public and private affairs.
Still, it was several times better than rushing in without being able to tell the difference.
“Prove that you are Malcolm’s subordinate.”
“It’s a mercenary band.”
“Not that one. That kind of thing can be manipulated. Wouldn’t you have told me a secret that only Malcolm and I knew? “Say that.”
“Then how can we be sure that Jeron is real?”
“If you don’t want to be sure, don’t do it. “Because we have nothing to regret.”
Jeron said while eating the meal that was served during the conversation. It was true that there was nothing to regret. Even if he leaves because the mercenaries don’t trust him, if Malcolm arrives in the southern continent, he will hear the rumor and come find him on his own.
‘Actually, I don’t want to put a burden on you, but I’m doing this because I hate it even more if it’s useless.’
I realized that the mercenaries were really Malcolm’s men.
This is because the Auror they harbor has a similar feeling to the Auror training method taught by the Grand Master to Malcolm in the past.
Of course, they were not exactly the same Aurors.
Jeron taught Malcolm the Auror method and told him not to pass it on to anyone except his students. He kept his word.
So what are the auras that the mercenaries have now?
It was the thermal plate auror practice.
The Grand Master’s Auror training methods obtained from the West Continent also included basic Auror training methods for initiation. Although it was said to be basic, it wasn’t problematic or third-rate trash.
It was more stable and pure than most intermediate auror practice methods, and the speed at which aurors were collected was faster. The fact that he was taught such Auror techniques meant that those mercenaries were subordinates he could trust.
“Then listen for a moment… … .”
“Just say it.”
“Hmm. Then I will tell you.”
“for a moment. You take turns asking and answering each other. “Isn’t that more certain?”
The mercenaries widened their eyes as if it was an ingenious idea.
I asked and answered that question several times.
The mercenaries were convinced that Jeron and his companions were what Malcolm was looking for.
“We will serve you comfortably from now on.”
It was not an exaggeration to say that Malcolm’s subordinates would treat him comfortably. They took care of everything, from taking care of small things to going to the mercenary guild and talking about requests.
A few days after that.
“… … “Isn’t this too comfortable?”
Erdin massaged his thick belly.
There was no need to move because Malcolm’s subordinates did everything as long as you said the word. So, my belly fat was increasing day by day.
“If the orcs come in soon, the comfort will disappear. Lose some belly fat in advance. What is Muin’s belly fat? Belly fat.”
“Grunt. Let’s go practice. “Lorraine.”
Erdin, unable to resist Jeron’s scolding, went out, his fat belly fluttering. Lorraine chased after Erdin like a baby bird following its mother bird.
“Anyway, when does Malcolm come?”
“Before we left, we received a call from Duke Furion and an offer to participate in the Southern Continent… … “It probably arrived a while ago.”
* * *
“Huh. “It’s been a while since I cut down orcs.”
Duke Furion muttered, shaking off the green blood on his sword. Dozens of orcs were decapitated by his sword. However, he was just a light warm-up, dealing only with those who attacked him.
There was another guy who really ran wild.
“Haaa-!”
The Auror blade was pulled out from Malcolm’s sword as thin as a whip and cut down five orcs in one go.
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