Chapter 112 – Ascension of Souls

That bitch, he lacks exercise.

The 4th grader, who used to pick and choose what kind of fucking words he was a barbarian, hung around for an hour or two at most and then sat down, probably exhausted.

Watching the scene from a distance, I could only chew and swallow my anger.

“Sir. That bastard.”
“This, first… Get closer… Go, go…”
“I think only bad things will happen if I go… Well, let’s go first.”

Taking a deep breath, I stood behind Custo and approached the girls ahead.

The closer I got, the more I heard the old man grumbling in a sharp voice, but it was the first time that I had lived and lived and hated hearing his voice more than Winia in his prime.

Why do wizards all have bad personalities? The wizard who broke up the party after messing around in the gremlin cave in Krasheim felt the same way long ago. Basically no matter what, he thinks he’s right.

“So you said let’s take a carriage ride!”
“Roel. If you ride a wagon, the cost of the wagon will be higher than the commissioned money.”
“Oh, I don’t know! It’s hard! Take a break and go!”

After screaming, Roel stretched out on his back and lay down.

Her green hair her blended into the surrounding meadows and began to look like weeds. Can this really collect konpeito today? Just looking at it, even if you wake up after resting, it seems like it will spread again if you walk for a while?

Glancing at those two years, the wizard had a seizure as if he noticed my gaze.

“What are you looking at? Did you see it? Can you turn it off? It smells like barbarians?”

There was an urge to immediately fly up with all my might and throw a gold chain into the belly, but I decided to hold it in for now. Come to think of it, when I was in F-rank, I was always treated like this. She was a woman who reminded me of my past in many ways.

Ha.

These days, things like this don’t happen, so this was also fucking fresh. If there is anything that has improved compared to then, it must be that I am not beaten and live. There is no such thing as stealing money. I’ve improved in many ways, but my hair color is still a problem.

“…Mr. Custo. If you’re tired, let’s rest for a while. I can’t move anyway, so if I force myself to go there, it’ll only have a bad effect.”

She was certain that if she replied, she would get a lot of swearing, so she just ignored it and told Custo. Hearing my words, he scolded Roel, who was lying down with a friendly smile and sweaty.

“M-There’s no wagon… You knew… And Ma, it was a request from the Mage Tower… Yes, you said you did it unconditionally, so it was… Trouble…”
“But it’s hard. Can’t we just relax?
“Then… O’clock, time… Slow, late, late… If you go late… You can… Go back to the city… Even at night… You can. .. “
“I don’t know! I’m going to rest! Rest and go!”

The judge groaned.

…Okay. It’s still fine. I’m just taking a break because it’s a little hard.
If people are tired, they can rest, can’t they?
Even if he didn’t throw the quest, he was grateful.

I’ll wake up after resting.

“Roel. Then, can we take a short break?”

Mutuganyeon also said with a slightly troubled expression. Looking at it, it feels like the martial artist is losing a little to the wizard.

“Yeah! I can’t walk anymore in my current state.”
“Then let’s take a break for a while.”

It wasn’t even half a day since I started like that, so I started taking a break. I think it would be appropriate to take a break for about 10 minutes, but looking at the atmosphere, I wonder if it takes more than 30 minutes.

Fuck. I want to get promoted quickly and go back.

I took out the dried rice from the pouch and chewed it. Now, the gastric juices were up to my throat, and I felt like I had to eat something to calm my stomach. Gavis-Con, where the fuck did you go? White guys help me.

When it was time for a break, three people who were originally acquaintances sat down and started chatting.

Most of the conversation seemed to be trying to calm Roel’s whining. I didn’t have to, and I didn’t want to mix things up, so I took a seat a little away from them and sat down.

“Can’t we go a little farther and eat? It’s really unpleasant to chew, right?”

Then suddenly the wizard glared at me and shouted in a sharp voice. At that moment, I was so dumbfounded that I almost pulled out the knife.

Assuming this, I deliberately sat away from you, but is this still not enough?

“You’ve come a long way already?”
“I told you to go away. I’m a savage, so I guess your head won’t roll? And don’t open your mouth. It smells like shit. Close your mouth, please.”

No, this bastard

“Sir, Ana.”

A reflexive swearing erupted from the too flashy provocation. It is the moment when the will to endure a little is about to be shattered.

“What? Shit? Selka, did this savage bastard curse at me right now? How fucking ridiculous? Am I supposed to be treated like this? Am I weird?”
“…Knives. How about having a bit of culture?

Something.

Something is happening.

I felt some kind of huge, transcendent malice. I started to lose my mind.

That was so real that I couldn’t do it even if I deliberately forced him to say that while hitting his head with a hammer.

They were true racists.

Once upon a time, the KKK, a vicious white supremacist, brutal violent armed group in the United States, brutally and mercilessly hacked and slaughtered black people like good, sincere, and good-hearted neighbors with a bayonet. Despite black people’s cries for help, they held a party, tearing off limbs of all black women and children alive, and eating the brains of the corpses. He even recorded the woeful cries of dying black girls on vinyl, which he vomited to sleep every night before leaving for dreamland.

The sorceress got up with a wand.
With only a mustache on his brow, he would look like Hitler.

“You’ve got it right. It’s always been a pity that barbarian bastards are living in the city. I’ll have to take this opportunity to do some cleaning.”

I felt like my brows would explode with anger. Both hands trembled. Perseok, the hard dry mass became powder and scattered.

Usually, when a dispute like this happens, my specialty and strength, which is to cut first and see, are useless now.

It was because beating or killing a wizard would cause my death.

Even if that bastard shot me with magic over there and I killed him in self-defence, there wouldn’t be a single good wizard who would listen to it. I’ll just decide that it’s bad and turn it into powder.

“Oh, my fucking old man. You’re suddenly full of energy after whining about how hard it is? Why are you awake? Just sit down and rest.”

So, there was nothing I could do except talk.

Just go back and tell the guild? A wizard tried to kill me? Then the guild will say something like this. ‘Oh yeah? That’s right. But why?’ This is the opinion of an E-class adventurer. No matter how much someone who went on a quest together said that he acted like a dick, nothing was done.

No matter what I do, I’m at a loss.
Isn’t that too unreasonable?

As I stretched and got up, the wizard pointed a wand at me.

At this point, I can’t help it. Give up the promotion match and go back alone with a penalty, or do you have a life-or-death situation? If you can tolerate insults like this, you are a Buddha. There is a saying that the Buddha’s face is also three times, but the guy’s provocation has already exceeded the brain.

Even if I didn’t want to cut myself, I couldn’t just sit there and die. Even if they were chased by wizards, they had no choice but to cut themselves if they came out like this.

“Roel, I’ll take the avant-garde.”
“Thank you. Selka.”

He even intruded into the martial arts.

“No, that’s fucking funny. Fucker.”

Why is he so confident?
I don’t know about the law, but I don’t really have a martial artist.

No, gender isn’t the issue, it’s low-level martial artists who really don’t have a dick. If you go to a high level, there will be things that change, but a low level martial artist is just an idiot who is killed by a back alley robber with a dagger.

No matter how great his martial arts skills are, at least at the level of E, there is nothing special about him, and facing a robber with a knife with his bare hands is an act that is almost suicidal.

How did I ever beat the robbers? It’s all because I dealt with them with a bastard sword when they flirted with daggers.

“It’s like hunting a monster.”
“That’s a monster. If it’s a savage barbarian, it’s a monster, right?”
“That’s right. Hey, swordsman. Come on.”

Her fighting spirit of hating prosecutors was unreasonable.

Could these bastards be twosome of barbarian hunters?
I’ve never heard of them, but I know they exist.

“…Stop!!!”
“Um, Mr. Custo.”

The one who intruded among us was the harem king Custo.
As he shouted, the wizard lowered his staff and the martial artist lowered his arm.

“I told you not to fight!!! Why do you keep fighting!”
“Custo. Didn’t you hear? That savage barbarian started a fight first. We’re not at fault this time.”
“That’s right, Custo. I can’t just let it go this time.”

I was very curious about the source of that amazing mindset.

How did you grow up to think like that?
I am so upset that my heart feels like it will explode.

“Don’t… Don’t talk nonsense…! If you keep doing this… You… And all of you, we’ll never have a party, par… Party again… !”

It seemed that he had no particular talent for prolonging his speech. Seeing that stuffy face, I feel like the anger that soared is directed toward that tone.

He spoke in a hesitant manner. He naturally focuses on it, and mysteriously, his anger on his subsides. Was the secret to mediating the fight really in this peculiar way of speaking? It’s just that the direction of his anger has changed because he’s frustrated.

“Custo. I wanted to work hard too, but I felt really bad. Partying with barbarians is really unpleasant. Cursed bastards. Just getting close to them gives me goosebumps.”

Even so, the magician’s fucking light did not stop.

“Hey, swordsman. Custo does all this, so why don’t you turn it off? To be honest, I decided to get one more person because I needed a porter and escort, but it would be unreasonable to go with him at this rate.”

The martial artist laughed bitterly.
Yes, that’s right.

At this point, it’s over.

I’ll have to work hard on explaining to Cloudy, and work hard on other things to get promoted again.

“Yes, well, I’ll turn it off. But this is purely for you guys, and it’s not my fault, right? But if you go back like this, you’ll be disadvantaged in the guild. That’s why.”
“What do you want to say?”
“Give me money, I mean. Money to cover my loss.”

I decided to offer a deal.

“Just give me 2 silver. Then I’ll quietly turn it off. Did you understand?”

This was the most rational way to end it.

After telling them about it, I said it again to Custo. It was natural that two years would not want to give it to them, so it wouldn’t matter if they got it from Custo anyway. If so, the words will work.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Aren’t you crazy? Why should I pay you like that?”

Like this.

“I told you. Since you’re going away because of your circumstances, ask for that amount of compensation.”
“As expected, like barbarians, their thinking circuits are a bit different from ours.
“No, do you think you guys can beat me?”

These little bitches.

As you can see, they are minors, but there is no way they have more practical experience than me. It’s a 10-second cut the moment Mutugaya just attacks, and the wizard year won’t even have a memorize, so just stab him with a sword before chanting and you’re done.

But it doesn’t.

“Under?”
“Honestly, I catch you bitches and kill them in one minute, you idiots. Mr. Custow. So, are you going to give it to me or not? To be honest, even if you do this, you can’t even eat porridge. Let’s just pay for it?”
“That…That’s…”
“Custo! Don’t listen! Let’s just bake it!”

Contrary to their wishes, Custo tried to explain to me as rationally as possible.

“Hey, hey. Ka, Katt… Now, calm down for a moment… Well, there’s no big money like that… I’ll try to calm down the kids…”
“They won’t! Custo! Don’t listen to him!”

But as I listened, it seemed that there was no mention of money being given.
Then there is only one thing to say.

“What? Can’t you give me money? Then I’ll follow you till the end, I’ll follow you until you find me! Got it? I’ll follow you unconditionally!!!”

I was so angry that I stopped talking and roared.

“What, what is that!”
“Are you crazy?!”