Chapter 216 – 216. The First Reunion of the Other World Summoner (1)

– One –

“Slammer. Didn’t it almost get into trouble. If I made a mistake, I could have been discovered by them before I even reached the north, and all the plans of the Viscount could have been in vain.”

Hooch reprimands Slammer.

“Heo-eok, hee-eok, hee-eok…! Yem sick! I don’t even have fresh fish swim bladders, so heo-eok, how can I hold my breath in the water for dozens of minutes, Huchi? , I’m not even a fish man!”

Slammer gasps and steps with difficulty.

He brushes the few strands of his hair over his head.

Due to being burnt with fire, his scalp was distorted in an ugly way.

“It was only less than three minutes.”

“Mother, shit! Heo-eok, heo-eok, I feel like it’s been tens of minutes! Heh, hee-eok…!”

It is very unsightly to see them panting while soaked in water.

He wore an eyepatch over his left eye, a prosthetic hook on his right arm, and a wooden prosthetic leg on his left leg.

A hunchback with such a face had submerged for about three minutes wading through the raging current of the valley.

Even the heavy-looking bot luggage was carried on his back.

After such intense exercise for a person with severe physical disabilities, there was no way he wouldn’t be exhausted.

“I salute you for your sense of time.”

“Kaaaaa! If you, like me, are hunchbacked, have several limbs cut off, and even have to swim in the raging valley water! If you can still say that, then I am your son, no, your grandson! If you can do that, keep your mouth shut even if you touch my two testicles as much as you want!”

“You don’t even have balls to give to your grandfather as toys, so are you betting on something absurd as a prize?

“Kyaaaaa! You bastard, you dare to tease me for calling me a eunuch when I have two balls now?”

“I never said I was a eunuch. If you so wish, I will call you sister. Would you like to move your feet a little faster, sister?”

“Kyaaaaa!”

They were going out on a mountain road to live or die, but their steps were still slow.

However, Slammer gasped and did not put off the burden to Hooch.

This is because the weight of the burden Huchi is carrying is more than twice what he is carrying.

“Sick! Fucking bastards! You dared to see a person in the water with your own two eyes, but did you pee on it?! I remembered all of their faces, you scumbags! Eh, I’ll pee evenly from front to back on the dead body!”

“I’ll beat it on the mouthpiece, but. If possible, I’ll ask for my share as well.”

“That’s right! That’s a good idea! You’re a bitch, but you’re quite useful! I’ll appoint you as my personal assistant, so please help me out.”

Slammer’s last words were quite sad.

Swoop.

Hooch looks back at him.

Look closely at him up and down.

Slammer’s thighs tremble.

Judging by the pale complexion, he seemed to be on the verge of exhaustion.

Beat, beat, beat.

Hooch turns around and approaches Slammer.

Slammer’s face turns red.

“Keukkeuheum. Thank you.”

Hooch approaches Slammer,

Whoops, puck!
Papak!

“Keep it off!”

Kicked him in the stomach

The slammer flies through the overgrown bushes.

Iron pudduck.

Slammer struggles on the floor, panting.

“What, what is this?”

“Shut up.”

Before anyone knew it, Hooch was lying face down next to Slammer.

Slammer was a man who had lived on a single note, so he immediately grasped the situation.

Slammer quickly flips him over and lands on his stomach.

Two arrows were stuck where they were.

“Looks like you’ve been caught.”

“Mi-I’m sorry. My pace is slow,”

“I thought I’d get caught anyway. So shut up.”

“…”

Slammer nods his head softly.

Huchi looks around with sharp eyes.

Based on the angle at which the arrow was pierced, it traces back the location of the enemies.

Still in the woods

Enemies cannot be far away.

Whoops, whoops.

Hooch places all of his baggage on Slammer’s back.

Slammer curls up and burrows under his load.

Hooch roughly covers the bushes over it, covering Slammer’s body.

It was then.

“Did I miss it?”

“Damn it… I was definitely defenseless… How did you avoid looking here?”

“I must have been a guy who used to do one strand.”

Two rebels who had been on guard near the valley pursued them.

It was difficult for Hoochie and Slammer to rejoice at the opportunity to take revenge on those who pissed on them so quickly.

This is because it has become extremely difficult to escape the system without a trace.

“If I had known this would happen, I would have contacted the main unit and asked for support.”

Huchi’s complexion brightens a little.

“I see. I’m sure I’ll miss it if I go back now… Didn’t you bring a signal flare or a magic tool for communication?”

“Damn it, there’s no way we’re getting paid for that.”

The rebels who pursued them were the lowest among the lowest to the point that they could not even receive a means of communication or contact.

Thanks to this, the possibility of them escaping without a trace increased.

“Let’s go blinded by the ball…”

“Sitpal, I told you not to chase after me and to report to the main unit first!”

They started pointing at each other and arguing.

At first glance, they seemed ragtag.

‘Lie.’

But Huchi was not fooled.

Someone already recognized that there were traces of others.

“Shit, shall we turn the lights off?”

“If you miss it, your vigilance will fail and you will be beaten for attracting the enemy’s attention, right?”

“Then what the hell are you going to do?”

“… That’s what I mean.”

No.

They are never ragtags.

They are seasoned soldiers who act as misfits.

If you rush ahead, becoming a beehive will be an afterthought.

‘Two behind the chaplain, one on top, four, no, five bypassing troops behind. Two behind the rock on the left, and three on the reed field on the right.’

The only enemies Huchi found are seventeen.

Including the two who are attracting attention earlier, they are nineteen.

A good twenty enemies form a siege around them.

There is no corner to escape.

‘Damn… Aren’t they too competent for a fake rebel?’

Hooch and Slammer heard from Viscount Uwebol what the true identity of the rebels was.

That’s why I was well aware that they were fakes created by brainwashing civilians without much training.

‘Did they train me terribly after being brainwashed?’

Hooch judged that to be the case.

If it’s just brainwashing, you’ll never be able to demonstrate this level of operational capability.

‘Three regular members of the Marunarae Mercenary Corps.’

It was the exchange rate with the enemies that Huchi judged in his head.

A cold sweat broke out between Huchi’s forehead.

‘It’s not even in its prime, and it’s absolutely impossible to face it head-on right now.’

Hooch was strict about his self-objectification.

So he never overconfided himself.

‘It’s best to run away before you get surrounded… It’s already late.’

He was working his brain as best he could, but the situation was getting desperate.

This was because the enemies had already taken up positions and were aiming their bows and crossbows at their location.

‘I have no choice but to become a beehive or get along with half of the enemies.’

A bitter smile forms on Huchi’s mouth.

The response of the fake rebel far exceeds his expectations.

No method.

It was then.

Shasha shak.

The grass sways in the distance.

It was a road they had already passed.

“Who are you!”

The fake rebels had loosened up a lot after completing the formation of the siege.

However, when I heard someone from an unexpected place, I started to get nervous.

Shashak!
Chuck, Chuck!

Exactly nine enemies turned their heads towards the place where the crowd had appeared.

And aim the bow and crossbow towards it.

Never detected

“… What?”

“Is it the wind?”

The fake rebels start to stir up.

If it was wind, it wasn’t a big problem, but if it was people, it was a problem that they could never be relieved of.

This is because while they were chasing Hooch and Slammer, the unidentified pursuers who had not been discovered even once, or the pursuers caught them.

If they were pursuers, their tracking and stealth abilities would be far greater than theirs.

It is difficult to expect such people to have low combat capability.

As soon as the thought reached that point, the foreheads of the rebels began to glow with cold sweat.

‘Damn. Is it a new enemy invasion? Or is it a helper?’

Huchi also rolls his eyes and is very nervous.

He was still prostrated in the bushes.

His eyes turn to the slammer.

When our eyes meet with Slammer,

Shit.

Slammer laughs slyly.

He carefully raises his left hand.

There were three thin threads connected to it.

‘Was it you?’

It seems that this shrewd hunchback was tying threads all over the bush in preparation for the pursuer, even when he was out of breath.

Then, when the crisis struck, he began shaking the bushes at the right time to distract his enemies.

Huchi is relieved then.

‘This will change the story!’

Hooch’s eyes shine.

The bushes that Slammer had threaded, all three would have been in the direction they had passed.

Slammer will distract and confuse the enemies, keeping pace with Huchi’s movements.

Although he only had one eye left, his senses and senses were trustworthy enough for Huchi to trust him and entrust his back.

‘Goes!’

Hooch winked at Slammer,

Shashashashashak!

Runs through the bushes in a position close to the ground.

“There!”

Diddying!
Tutu tu tu tuk!
Papa pat!

Arrows and bolts are constantly getting stuck right behind where the hook is too far.

By the time those who were wary of the rear aimed their bows at Huchi,

Shashashashak!

“There’s an enemy over there too!”

Slammer shook the furthest bushes.

Diddying!
Tutu-tuk!
Papa papa papa!

Wounded enemies do not appear anywhere.

Again,

Skacak!
Pushout!

“Quaaaaagh!”

The fake rebel’s Achilles heel in close proximity to Slammer is severed.

“Where are you?!”

Another nearby rebel quickly looked around, but Hooch had already taken cover there.

“The enemy is counterattacking! Be careful, kuk!”

The person who was giving instructions to the rebels around him grabs his neck.

A sharp iron skewer was stuck in his neck.

“Is there!”

“Shoot!”

Tutu tu tu tu tu tu!
Didi Ding!
Fufufufufu!

The rebel holding his neck turns into his hedgehog.

He had not yet died even though his neck had been pierced with an iron skewer.

However, due to arrows and bolts fired by his comrades, he was finally killed.

His eyes are blurred

The pupil turns upwards.

Dump.

There was nothing there.

The eyes of the fake rebels begin to tremble.

They realize that whoever they pursue is not an easy opponent.

“Come on, unite!”

Took!

A single bolt cut through the air quietly.

“If we stick together, we won’t be able to tackle it.”

Hooked!

It gets stuck in the forehead of the one who shouted.

After being struck by an iron skewer, the dead man missed the loaded crossbow, and Hooch quickly picked it up and used it.

As Huchi had been on the battlefield for a long time, he could handle any weapon he could get his hands on.

He was only hidden behind a languid and calm appearance, but his true nature was a terribly skilled murderer.

“Keep! Turn it off…”

Dump.

“Hey, hey!”

The rebels start to panic.

Those who were vigilant behind them fell into confusion.

The bush still shakes from time to time.

It is not the wind that only partially shakes.

But it’s not even human.

“I-that-“

The man who discovered the thread connected to the bush did not inform his colleagues of his discovery.

Phew, boo woo woo woo!
Chaaaaagh!

“Quaaaaagh!”

Because Hooch cut his stomach lengthwise with a dagger.

Iron pudduck.

The intestines in his stomach spill to the floor.

All the rebels were stunned by the terribly unrealistic sight.

“Shoot, shoot!”

Tutu tu tu tuk!
Didi Ding!
Fufufufufufu.

The launch order and the launch are all too late.

It was after Hooch took his crossbow and hid himself there.

“Come together, come together!”

The one who ordered the firing shouted,

Took.
Hooked!

“Turn off, turn off…”

Dump.

By driving a bolt deep between his eyebrows, Hooch blocked his mouth.

“This, what is this…”

“Nonsense!”

Four people died in an instant, and one became incapacitated.

In a few breaths, a quarter of the total is useless.

They show signs of slipping away.

But the reason why they don’t run away all at once is because they haven’t found the trail of Huchi yet.

Huchi clung to the floor and moved, and at some point, he completely disappeared.

There was no guarantee that there was no hook in the direction they were fleeing, so they hesitated.

It was then.

Took.
Hooked!

“Kuaaaaa!”

Bolt flew up from among the bushes.

Bolt made another victim.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

The victim, whose heart and lungs were pierced at once, could not even scream properly because of the pain.

“There!”

“Do, run away!”

Catch up!

Thirteen rebels with intact limbs start to run away all at once.

The direction they were headed was a direction they were sure there was no afterthought.

There was no hook there,

Tae-aeng!

“100 million!”

At some point, layers of rope were hanging at her ankle level.

A rebel with his ankle caught in a rope flies up.

Whiiik, kwadang!
Fu-wook!

The flight of the wingless, as always, ends in a fall.

“Kerreuk…”

He must have been quite unlucky, with a protruding tree root piercing his eyeball and ripping out his brain.

The rebel groaned and convulsed, then stretched out.

Support position!
Chaaaaagh!

Seeing that, the rebels hurriedly stop.

In the midst of their urgency, they had no choice but to run away, looking under their feet.

Because there is no guarantee that Hooch only left the rope where the first rebel died.

The moment they hesitate,

Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee!
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop!

“Keep!”

“Aaaaagh!”

“Sa, save me!”

A rain of arrows rained down from the huge trees.

It was so fast that it was hard to believe that one person fired it rapidly.

“Quaaaaagh!”

Dump.

There were no more rebels standing with their feet on the ground.

It was faster to count living rebels than to count standing rebels.

Only one was alive.

All of the rebels who had fled were dead after being hit by arrows in vital places.

The only surviving rebel was the tooth, which Hooch attacked first and severed the Achilles tendon.

Squeak.
Kwa Kwa Kaka Kaka!
Took.

The hoochi comes down, tearing through the bark.

He approaches Slammer without looking back at the surviving rebels.

Swoop, tock.
Swoop, tok.

“Get up. It’s empty.”

“Keep it! Thank you.”

Slammer grabs Hooch’s hand and struggles to get up.

He hesitates or stretches as if his limbs are numb under a heavy load.

Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk.

“Kuh, keuh uh…”

I shake off the dust and smile without reason.

“Why are you laughing?”

“The goat cock that used a mad slayer like you just like a dozen people laughed because it was so stupid.”

“I just wanted it.”

“Well, maybe that’s why he survived the chaos. Anyway, that bastard was a fucking useless bastard. It’s a shame because he died and became manure, otherwise he’d be alive and of no use to the world. Could it have been?”

“That completely agrees with you.”

The two giggled as they sorted out the corpses.

In fact, it was more like looting useful equipment from corpses than tidying up.

“Me, what am I going to do?!”

The surviving rebels shout.

He grabbed his left calf and shivered with a bluish face.

The pain of a broken Achilles tendon, the dizziness from blood loss, the fear of the death of a comrade, the fear of his own situation—all of these were eating away at him.

Limp, limp.

Slammer cripples him and approaches him.

He took out a large sword and was holding it.

Chuck.

Slammer aims a sword between the rebels’ foreheads.

“If you tell the truth, you will live.”

“What, anything, ask, ask!”

The rebels tremble with fear.

He seemed to have shrunk a lot at the sight of Slammer’s formidable appearance.

“Did you contact the headquarters to say they found us and are tracking us?”

“That, ah, no, it’s not!”

The rebel answers by chewing his tongue a couple of times.

Hearing the desperate cry of the rebels, Slammer was convinced.

“You bastard, I reported right away.”

“Oh, no, no!”

The rebel’s face turns white.

He lashes out

“If you didn’t do it, one of your co-workers would have done it, wouldn’t it?”

“…”

The rebel’s face hardens.

Slammer’s words seemed to hit the mark.

“This mother-of-pearl orphan is telling a lie?!”

“That, that, no, I-“

“Damn it!”

Awesome love!
Shit.
Chow ah!

Bakdo is lodged horizontally in the rebel’s neck.

Blood spurts.

“Kuk!

Took.

The rebels tremble and then droop.

Grasp, Grab, Grab!
Chow ah!
Took.
Degururr.

Slammer strikes Bakdo several times, cutting off the rebel’s head.

Then,

Juseom, juseom.
Squeak.

Pull down your pants

“Hey, Huchi! You guys should come too.”

Slammer calls for a hook,

“He’s the one I remembered his face. He’s the one who pissed on us.”

Shudder.

Piss on the rebel’s head.

Slammer kept his promise.

Huchi shakes his head and carries the luggage on his back.

“I don’t have time for that, so let’s go quickly. I might have to run and watch errands for a while.”

“Ugh…!”

Whoops, whoops.

Slammer shakes his body once and pulls up his pants.

Then, with a refreshing face, he looks back at Huchi.

Chuck.

Slammer thumbs up at Hooch.

“It’s time to shut down, buddy!”

“Ha…”

They made their way through the woods.

They set up traps or disturbed the trail, so they were not caught by the rebels in the middle.

Their northern journey was smooth.