Chapter 725 – Reward Time

When the subjugation war was in full swing, outside of Sers, the world was in an uproar.
It was a hot topic in the world from the fact that the volunteer troops who went to Sers were blocked by an unknown wall and were unable to advance into Entiaer.

My anxiety grew more and more as the wall did not even budge even in the presence of powerful humans.

And. An all-out clash between a human and a monster.
In the aftermath of that moment, the defense wall was gone, and everyone who investigated Enthiaer saw it.

As much as Enthiaer… No. A gigantic being bigger than that, bigger than the moon, floated in the sky.

Everyone who witnessed it fainted.

After a few days, a discussion boiled over what that was.
Those who fainted the moment they saw the shape followed one after another.
Usually, it was said to be a fantasy skill or magic, but not only ordinary people but also famous strongmen fainted just by looking at them.

Even Emrepes couldn’t use such powerful magic.

The world fell into fear of an unidentified being.
The survivors of Sers found out that it was the Kaiju King.

“Is that true?!”

The one who nodded at the words of the woman screaming in astonishment was the sword star Gawoon.

“It was… Awesome.”
“Huh…”

The woman couldn’t believe it.
Gariun is strong enough to destroy even a huge country alone.
With one stroke of his sword, castles and cities are cut in two.

I heard that there were countless such strong players, but even though all of them and the king of monsters clashed, they could not win and were locked up for several days?

But the surprise did not stop there.
Gariun said as if he had been liberated that they were no match for the king.

“You don’t have to show… Such humility…”
“It’s not humility. Really… I realized that I am infinitely small in this world.”

Gariun’s hand holding the teacup trembled, and the woman closed his mouth.

“You were arrogant.”

He thought he had risen to the top of the world.
Called the swordsman of the empire, he enjoyed authority, trust, and honor.
He did not yield to swordsmen of the same level of skill, and even thought that he was ahead of others thanks to his intellect.

What a great arrogance it was.
The Republic’s Sword Saint Mikake. She was on the same level as herself, the woman whom she had previously regarded as a child.

No, is the human state important?
The moment Gariun saw Askatlov, he tasted a tremendous shock.

Hopelessness.
Dejection.
And… Ho Seung-shim.

“It’s been a while since my heart was boiling like this.”

He knew there was such a monster.
And he knew he had a chance against such a monster.

He wanted to train right away, but Ga-woon came here first, to the audience room of the first king, to convey one thing.

“Your Majesty. Would you like to tell your Majesty the Emperor something?”
“Something…”

It was a weak voice, but anyone who knew who the man was would be surprised.
He was originally a man who was about to die at any moment. He is the King of the Caulking Tree.

Gariun continued to speak while admiring Dre’s ability again.

“The fanaticism that Hiro Kaitsu belongs to. From now on, they will lead the world.”
“Fellowship, please?”
“Yes. And above all.”

What comes to mind of Ga-woon is that he faced the monster of despair without hesitation, and eventually overcame it and achieved a miracle.

Sword of madness.
Instructor at Prunar Academy.
Witch slayer.
The one who stopped the madness of the super wizard.
The one who killed the demon king.

And, a title that is more brilliant than anything else that will be newly added this time.

Monster hunter.

Eight days.

“Eight days. He must be recruited.”

The king of the cauliflower narrowed his eyes and remembered the man the woman had seen several times.

“…Eight days.”

The woman, the secretary of the king of the cauldron tree, was brainwashed.
What she remembered was a family in that country. It was Love Yarte.

She is not directly related to her, but to that family she is related to some extent.

‘As far as I know, I’ve heard that he’s quite close with the family’s eight-year-old daughter…’

If that’s true… There was a situation where difficulties in recruiting would blossom.
The woman glanced at the King of the Trees.
He thought about it for a moment, then twisted the corner of his mouth.

“…Joy.”

Ga-woon smiled awkwardly at the snort that seemed to dislike the king.

“Ah. I’m sorry if my words sounded arrogant.”
“That’s not it. If it’s you, you’re on the same level as me, no. Better than me.”

Looking at Ga-woon, who slapped his hand, saying, “It can’t be so,” The King of the trees continued.

“Your Majesty, I have already told you about my intention to recruit you countless times.”
“…Hoo.”

Said countless times
In other words, he actively asked His Majesty the Emperor to consider recruiting him.

Up until now, there had been no movement, but the emperor, who was the most favored by the emperor among the kings of the Suruta Empire, had remonstrated, and the emperor must have already cared about Dre.

“But, he’s a man who doesn’t want to be greedy…”

Female.
Money.
Dominance.

He did it every time he gave it all.
Although he asked for money, he earned it for others, not for himself.
Even if the desire to recruit is like a chimney, what conditions should be placed to show interest?

The King of the Tree of Life thought of Dre.
Not only the honorable character of helping others, but also the great ability and instructor who healed the incurable disease of King Gyeoknamu. Judging by his ability to become the sword of mad flames, he was the number one recruiting target.

What hurts is…

“If what you say is true, it must be a war.”
“Yes.”

Gariun smiled bitterly.

“The same story is probably going around in other countries by now.”

Rattle. Rattle.

Inside the rocking wagon.
The intangible leaned against the wall with his hands cuffed and stared blankly up at him.

Although it is inside the carriage, it is a magical space that is almost the size of a room.

‘It’s not a hostile space.’

As it was made of magic and mana, it had to be disintegrated just by touching the originally intangible.

However, this space was an exception.
To be precise, if it was a space that seemed to be harmful to the intangibles, it would collapse without any fuss, and now it was just a spacious space without any special spells.

If the wizards knew, what the hell was that?
Muhyeong himself had been curious about it before, but he wasn’t interested now.
What I’m interested in… An intense battle that lasted less than a day.

He absently raised his head and then closed his eyes.
A fight simulated in your head.

A bloody fight with Yeodere.
And, a life-and-death fight with that ridiculous monster.

A miraculous victory after a desperate struggle.
Cheers of the people.

Also. The salvation of one life obtained in return for one’s work.

“…Okay.”

This quest was not a bad one.
To the extent that even if I die right away, there is no time left.

But, the guy said.

“Who do you think will kill you?”

Grinning grimly

“You’d rather be bored than die, right? I’ll let you rot in prison for the rest of your life. Intangible.”

Yeidre said so.

“The damn bastard…”

He says he has a face that resembles Ji’s dad, but he doesn’t show any acknowledgment.

Well, I’m glad it ended in prison.
He stabbed the true hero, stabbed the transcendents of the other world, and attacked and incapacitated countless others.

It wouldn’t be strange if he was executed right away, but where did he give his life?

“It’s boring though…”

If I go to prison, will there be someone who will fight me?
…Even if there is.
I tasted the fight with Yeodere, and I saw Kaitsu Hiro, Twiga, and the monsters called Kaiwang.

Thud. Thud.

An intangible that slams the back of the head against the wall.
It was to rouse the mind, but it was also a knock.

“Hey. Next compartment. How are you?”

There were not only intangibles in this convoy.
I don’t know what kind of criminal it was, but after the intangible boarded, the other also rode in the next car.
There is a partition, so you can’t see it, but you can hear it, but so far, the person riding with you hasn’t said a word.
I might be able to grumble. He seems to have a fairly reticent personality.

Are you pessimistic about your situation? Or is it deep in thought like an intangible?

“Are you bored?”

There was no answer.

“Why don’t you talk a little bit?”

Intangible was originally the type of person who was good at talking, and above all, he felt light.
I was able to raise a voice that was kind to others.

And.

“…Companion.”

The person in the next car finally opened his mouth.

“Yes. Companion.”

Hearing the voice made the hairs all over his body stand on end.

‘He’s a dangerous guy.’

Intangible, who smirked and said, “Are you burning the demon king?”

“How did you end up in jail?”
“Fighted. Lost.”

I didn’t say what the crime was, but it was a sufficient answer.

“It’s just like me.”

An intangible smile.
Contrary to the disturbing energy that was felt, the voice of the prisoner in the next cell was serious and considerate.

“I lost too. In return, I’ll let you rot in prison for the rest of your life.”
“Is it.”

The voice hesitated a little, then continued the story.

“So did I. They said there would be no freedom for the rest of my life, and they would arrest me.”
“Whoever you are, you’re a bastard.”
“Yeah…But he was a man who deserved it.”
“Hmm?”

Despite hearing bullshit, it seemed that he had no hatred for the other person.

It was also intangible.
Intangible even felt a feeling similar to gratitude towards Dre.

“It was the first time in my life that I understood the act of consideration.”
“Ok?”

Understanding?

“Then what about you? Do you want to take revenge on the opponent you fought with?”
“…No.”

Intangible closed his eyes.

“I was satisfied.”
“…Is it.”
“Are you satisfied with the fight?”
“Satisfaction…”

The prisoner in the next cell was silent for a moment, perhaps recalling the battle.

“I see. Is that, satisfaction?”
“What are you? Were you the kind of guy who was so strong that you couldn’t be satisfied with anything?”
“…It might be similar.”

Kkeukkeuk. A laugh came out.
It wasn’t that the other person was a frog in a well or that he was laughing at him thinking that way.
Rather, I was bored and lonely because I had no opponent. He felt that he was of that level.

“Did you have fun?”
“Yeah. It was fun. It was the first time I knew that it was fun.”
“That’s good.”
“You? You said you were satisfied. Was it fun?”
“It was fun. So much so that I’ll never forget it again.”

A fight like that will never happen again.
It must have been the best fight ever in my life.

The two continued to talk like that.

Having said that, he was a pretty likable guy.
He doesn’t actively speak on his side, but he’s a good listener.

“Listen, you. You seem to like that guy who fought?”
“…Why is that? I remember I said it rather badly.”

The other person uttered a rare unpleasant voice.

“You took the lead when talking about the person you fought with.”
“…Joy”

The opponent laughed through his nose and replied.

“Then you seem to have a pretty good view of it too. Every time you talk about the opponent you fought with, your voice changes to an excited one.”

I? It’s funny and it’s crazy
Intangible suddenly got angry, then giggled when he realized that the prisoner in the next cell had returned it as it was.

“…Um. I’m sorry. I think what I just said was a mistake.”

Two prisoners laughing at each other.

“Why? Let’s be friends if we go to the same prison.”
“…I won’t go to the same prison.”
“You don’t know. I’ll treat you well then.”

The opponent did not answer further.
And. The carriage stopped.

“…It’s too early.”

Were there any camps around here?
At least there is a camp in Sers, but well. Even with empty words, I know that the cost is not good.
A not-so-good place to confine a large prisoner of mighty intangibility. Workplace.

“Well, as long as we don’t die, we’ll be good to each other.”

If this isn’t a concentration camp, it’s just a mountain behind it.
If it was to get rid of the troublesome intangibles who did both evil and good deeds, who displayed both sides of a villain and a hero.

A story that could happen.

Intangible smiled.
Will you die meekly? Or should I try to rebel?

I had no regrets in life, but well. If he died, he wanted to die by his hand.

I don’t know if it’s okay to fight again.

Hey hey

The door opened and what appeared was a beautiful female knight.
And what was in her hand was not a sword, but a black eyepatch.

“…Write this. Both.”
“Sister. It’s pretty.”

For a woman with a striking blonde ponytail, she was tall and carried a huge shield on her back.
Thinking that she was a woman like she had seen somewhere, she put on the eye patch she was given.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter as long as there is an intangible feeling like blocking the view.

“…You, you too. I’ll… Put on an eyepatch.”

Will you write it?
A woman bends over her back and places her blindfold on a prisoner in the cell next to her.

‘What? Is he short?’

Or, unlike intangibles with only the wrists tied, was the whole body restrained and lying down?
Because it exuded an ominous aura, it was impossible to discern the prisoner’s appearance even with an intangible aura.

‘Was he bigger than I thought?’

Dozens and hundreds of people surrounded the two tongue-in-cheek people.
Seeing how bustling it looked, it didn’t seem like it was going to be buried in the mountain behind it.

“Let’s go.”

The female knight pulled the rope connected to the handcuffs of the two prisoners.
The two of them followed the lead and soon heard the door open.

The air turns warm.

‘An optimal temperature magic that can only be used in a rich family.’

It was clear that he had entered the room.
And, there was also a presence that could not be overlooked.
This sign. I can’t be mistaken.
The intangible laughed.

“Haha? What is it? Are you going to become an executioner?”

At the same time as the intangible spoke while smirking.

“What kind of joke is this. Didn’t you say you were going to Seal?”

The prisoner in the next cell also gave out a gruff voice.
The intangible and the prisoner looked at each other invisible.

“…What is it? Is that the guy you fought for?”
“…”

Who is this guy?
An intangible and a prisoner in the next cell are curious about each other’s identities.

And the man whom the intangible had been sarcastic about opened his mouth.

“Lefelt. Take off the blindfold.”
“All right.”

Repelt, who lives here, took off his blindfold as the man told him to.
Then, what I saw was a huge room. Stairs with colorful carpets.
It was Dre, sitting on the steps, his chin resting on his lap.

“Ha. What is it? You could be a jailer…”

Intangible looked at Dre sarcastically and was at a loss for words.

The other side did too.
Four pairs… To be exact, two pairs were closed, and the remaining two pairs of red eyes looked up at us… Baby deer.

Got smaller
Turned into a baby

But I know. Can’t know
This is the monster
That…

“Askatlov?”
“A special human?”

The opponent was this guy. Intangible in amazement and Askatlov looking at Dre again as if asking what this was.

Gold, Almiraj, and Lena gathered by Dre’s side, and Dre slowly stood up and opened his arms.

“This is intangible. Your prison, Askatlov. Your seal, the Heart family.”
“…?”
“…?”

Dre grinned at the two bewildered beings.

“Welcome.”