Chapter 57 – Warlock’s Request

ㅡSureung.

Since ancient times, it has been a legitimate law to speak with a sword if words are not acceptable. A club is the medicine for a mad dog. It seemed that he needed to have a frank conversation with Maurice.

“Why? Would you even kill me with it?”
“If you kill, who do you kill? A person is not an asshole, and if you say that you will kill, you will use it.”

Intend to kill

However, unlike me, who pulled out his sword his, Maurice seemed relaxed. It’s not like you’ve done extortion like that once or twice, have you experienced this situation many times? In any case, there is no solution other than bloodshed.

“Then what is that knife? A party member dies… It seems like he wants to retire from his adventurer life his.”
“…”

I frowned.

It is also a procedure for adventurers to make a party and report to the guild to ensure their safety. Extremely speaking, there is a possibility that they are undercover robbers who lure them into a party and then kill them.

If a death occurs in a party registered in the guild, an investigation will come in. Morris said it.

“That’s all of the people here. The four of us went hunting, but only three of them come back? Do you think those three will be able to join the adventurer’s guild?”

Above all, if a party member dies, the adventurers around them will be stigmatized as ‘those who let their colleagues die’ and become a target to avoid. Even if it doesn’t, doubt arises. ‘Isn’t that bastard soaking that thing to steal money?’ Doubt.

Then the adventurer’s life in the city comes to an end. I can’t find a companion, and I have to eat and live alone. Then there is no answer other than to leave as if running away to another city.

Maurice was a scoundrel who used the ecology of such adventurers to extort money.
She was quite confident, and she seemed to believe that the tactic would work this time too.

“Bastard, your tongue is fucking long. So? All three of us will be fucked if you go after you. Shut up and hand over your skin? You bastard, you’re taking money that way? Aren’t you ashamed?”
“You have a tendency to jump on words. That’s what you say. And I don’t know how many times I have to say it, but it’s not handing over skins. It’s just claiming rightful ownership.”

He came out completely gutted. Just give me the skin, or kill me and fuck all three of you.

It was a really great joke. A slightly different point of view is that he was a true warrior who would risk his life to earn money. It’s really that shape, so it’s E-class until I get old, cancer. I will always be careful not to become such a person.

“Mr. Katt, you seem like someone you can’t communicate with.
“No, Mr. Gibson. So, let’s hand that over? Five coppers per person, five coppers. That’s a lot of fucking money. And if you look ridiculous like this, the cubs who do the repairs will multiply like bees?”

The adventurer industry has a structure where you get screwed the moment you look ridiculous. Winia is a typical example. Once you catch a hukou, don’t you just eat your soul? Persecuting low-ranking adventurers like that wasn’t the case yesterday or today.

Still, if I arbitrarily cut Maurice down here, the disadvantage goes to Gibson and Cloudy as well. I’m worried… I can’t put obstacles in the way of the two of them on my own. I am also a person with a conscience.

It is absurd to say that it is because there is about 5 coppers per person at stake. It’s a lot of money, but it’s not the price of a life.

But if I don’t fuck Maurice here, I don’t think she’ll ever be able to stretch her legs and sleep. Maurice freaked out as I held her knife and couldn’t help it.

“Trying to kill a person just to take one piece of leather, you’re a savage. Actually, I was nervous from the first time I saw it. But I have a thought. There’s nothing good about killing me.”

Fuck.
Kill this bastard

“Mr. Gibson, Mr. Cloudy. I want to kill that bastard. Is that okay?”
“Please calm down, Mr. Kat.”

Gibson is still a teenager, so he seems to have a lot to lose. I waited for Cloudy’s answer. She would wield her sword without hesitation if she allowed it by her majority rule her. She stood still with her arms crossed all the time.

As she stood there speechless, she grinned and opened her mouth.

“Oh, he’s quite manly? I like it. It’s been a long time since a good man has to have both intelligence and savagery. These days, such men are rare. Guys who have neither or only one of the two are omnipresent.”

Claudy approached me and said as if scanning from the bottom of my feet to the top of my head. Somehow, it seemed like they were measuring height and shoulder width, but I was taken aback by the sudden physical examination.

“Kat, you seem to have both.”
“Uh… Is it good?”
“Then!”

ㅡ Clap!

After clapping her hands, she looked up at the sky and shouted.

“Hell-Khan, the night sky warrior! I will borrow your name here to establish a duel arena! Please grant your favor to the two fighters!”

It was as if they were praying to their god. The field of dueling? What are you thinking about doing?

“Kat, put the knife down.”

Put down the knife? Oh

Realizing the meaning of those words, I immediately threw off the sack I had on my back, untied my sword belt, and set it down on the floor. There was a way I stretched my arms and neck.

“Hey, did you say Maurice? You put down the ax too.”

Cloudy also asked Maurice to put down the ax. But she wonders where Morris is a person who listens to others. Of course he objected.

“Why should I?”

It was at this moment that Maurice expressed her doubts about her.

—Suddenly.

With tremendous momentum, the two curved swords drew a clear trajectory. Claudy, who shattered Maurice’s ax in an instant with a strange sword dance-like movement, said with a fishy laugh.

“Because I told you to.”
“Uh, uh…”

The shredded ax landed at Maurice’s feet her. He looked at it with a devastated expression.

“I’d like to just kill you and end it, but I’m starting to like this city. I’ll try to resolve it peacefully.”

Cloudy smiled at him.

“From now on, we will conduct a duel without weapons.
“Ah, a duel? That sounds funny. Why should I follow you?”
“Whoops. Your doctor doesn’t matter. I’ve already prayed to Hel-Khan.”

Duel.

That was the trick. There was nothing wrong with throwing away weapons and fighting. Wow, since I’ve been living a bloody life these days, I’ve been thinking about covering it up and killing it, but there was such a peaceful solution!

I applauded Cloudy right away. She responded by giving me a smile.

“Cluck cluck, mister, it’s fucked up now. Do you know what the Real Estate Rights Act is? I’m a blacklist.”

For the purpose of intimidation, I showed the three stances of the Real Estate Act in moderation.

“Qui-Qui.”

It’s legal give-fam time from now on.
Maurice yelled, stuttering her as I strode away.

“My, I’ve been an adventurer for over 20 years!
“Mr. Morris, you stuttered.”

Having a lot of fun, I spoke with a charming smile on my face. His face his contorted at once. This situation must have been unexpected. I only thought about how to kill him first and deal with it, but I never thought of solving it with punches. The martial artists also had a pretty decent culture.

“Mmm, it looks like you’re both ready. Then let’s begin. I’ll take care of anyone who runs away. I’ll punish you in Hel-Khan’s name.”

Perplexed, Maurice looked around. But now there was no one to help him. Will Gibson help, or will Cloudy, who declared a duel, help? He has no friends here.

I clenched my gauntlet-clad fist. It was literally a fist of steel.

“—-No one can stop it,”
“Sir, you’re making a mistake! You guys!”

I stood in front of Maurice. He clumsily positioned himself, perhaps realizing he couldn’t escape either. However, unlike the young me, he was in his 50s from the face value. It was physically impossible for such an old body to overcome a young body that was in full swing.

ON when contempt for the weak.

“Impulsive dejaaaaa!!”

I unleashed the lion’s roar and punched with all my strength. At this moment, the gauntlet was not a piece of armor. It was just a murderous weapon in the form of being worn in the hand.

ㅡPeruk!

“Take a taste of Steel Fist-Ah!!”

A light blow sounded. With that grating sound, an unbelievable pleasure from the punch on Maurice’s face rose up her arm and reached her brain her. Exquisite pleasure, I burned my fighting spirit.

“Kwup!”

The flesh of Maurice’s face stirred, bright yellow teeth protruding. The scene seemed like it was in slow motion.

“Kuhhhhh!”

He fell backwards and rolled. It was a critical hit. Successive attacks. There is a technique that is perfect for a fallen opponent. I made a big jump and put an elbow in the guy.

“Judgement Elbow!”
“Cheer, cuckoo!”

Although his body was hardy in its own way, he could not withstand the storms of the years. He had more soft flesh. All sorts of strikes went into him as he fell. At this moment, I was a master of jjimjil. He is also a master of fist steaming.

“Good job! Whoa whoa!”

Cloudy exclaimed.
In other words, it was the moment when mercy disappeared from my knuckles, which had already been faint due to the round girl’s cheering.

“Kuhak! Kheuheugh!, Stop! Stop…! Kahak!”

So the time of mental transformation continued. Cloudy, who was the referee, plucked the leaves of wild flowers and sprinkled them on me, saying that it was my victory, but as Maurice’s doctor, the treatment results were not yet satisfactory, so I decided to extend the time a little longer.

This time, it is the ancient master therapy.
I picked up the ax handle that Cloudy had cut into three pieces in both hands.

—-A refreshing sweat flowed.

“Whoa, mister, are you nicer now?!”
“Gel gel gel gel…”

Eventually, the duel ended only after Maurice was thoroughly fucked. He spewed foam from her mouth.

The satisfaction of not killing anyone and the thought of re-socializing him as a member of society made him feel proud from the bottom of his chest.

Hehe, it was really good! I’m sure Hel-Khan would have enjoyed watching this!”

Cloudy with a smile on his face she slapped me on the back and said. It was a blow that felt as if the armor would crumble. I don’t think there was ever a time like this.

“Okay, you won. Then what should I do with the leather?”

I sat on Maurice’s stomach. What to do with the leather, it would be better to sell it and share it, but I was reluctant because there would be something that would go back to Maurice.

It was a little heartbreaking for us to share with each other, except for Maurice. Because he was my patient. At some point, we developed a bond that transcended doctors and patients.

“Then… Oh, that would be nice.”

Then what should I do? When I gulp, it takes Gibson.
If so, there is only one answer.

“Claudy should keep this leather.”
“Huh? Me?”

As if she was surprised, she tilted her head.

“Yes. It was thanks to Mr. Cloudy who helped solve the problem in the first place. Isn’t it you who took off all the skins of these scale wolves in the first place? Considering the hard work on that, I think it would be best for Mr. Cloudy to take it.”

Since Gibson didn’t contribute anything to solving the situation, he decided to just turn it over to Cloudy. Skinning is also a skill. If it was n’t for her, it would have taken more time, and I would n’t have been paid for it because I was stripped of her with her clumsy skills and the condition was not getting better.

“…Okay. If you say so, I’ll take it.”
“Even if it’s a candy, change it and eat it.”
“Fuck?”
“Please buy something delicious.”

After accepting the leather, Cloudy stared at my face for a while.

“Why. Embarrassing.”
“…It’s nothing. Now, let’s go back.”