Chapter 37 – 37. The First Great Crisis of the Other World Summoner (4)
– One –
“What?”
“As expected, the boss is deaf! You said let’s negotiate, negotiate!”
“Negotiation? Haha!”
His laugh was tremendous.
It was enough to cause a small landslide just by laughing.
“Hey, mercenary man. You seem to have had a bit of knife food too, so don’t you know? ?”
“Even if I die, I’ll make sure to make one of them my companion!”
“Huh? Well, a lost bastard is dead because he’s unlucky. There’s no one who thinks of living a long life for a bastard who lives on the floor. Yes, there’s plenty of time, so let’s find out. What can you give me, mercenary man?”
“I’ll give you all my money!”
The boss’s mouth twisted.
“It’s the same even if you mess with all of you guys, fuck the girls and execute the guys while taking care of it leisurely, right? The basics of negotiations aren’t there. I can’t get any benefit from negotiating, so why would I accept that?”
Blood trickles down his chin from Calvados’ chewed lips.
“Why? If you don’t accept the negotiations, will you blackmail me to harm yourself? I’m not very impressed because I’m a bastard who will be cut down anyway. If you ask me to surrender and kill me cleanly, I’ll let you go without pain.”
If the magicians surrounding them were confused, Calvados would have attacked right away.
However, seeing the armed status of the bandits and seeing them form an enveloping formation in moderation on horseback, it was impossible to order a preemptive strike.
So Calvados couldn’t push ahead with the plan to kill immediately without threatening fire after warning.
Even the cavalrymen of the regular army of the Imperial Army, who were angry with horsemen, could not believe them.
Hehe. I’ve listened to the bullshit of the mercenary man as a will, so now it’s time to plunder. Hit them, you bastards!”
“Okay, boss! Eeeee
“I’m sorry!”
Close up
Close up
Close up
Close up
War horses clad in leather barding approach them menacingly.
Without any signal, the bandits naturally split into groups and formed formations.
The boss and two bandits surround Calvados.
Ridge!
Hiss!
The arrow she shot, aiming at the forehead of the magician approaching Martel,
Ting!
It bounces off the magician’s shield helplessly.
Ridge!
Hiss!
Shoots an arrow aiming at the horse’s eye.
Tang!
After reading the direction of the demonstration, the magician easily hits it with a spear.
Close up, close up!
Close!
“Ugh!”
While one bandit draws attention from the front, two other bandits block Martell’s retreat.
It is a very efficient route.
Close up, close up, close up!
Four demons surrounded Monohorn and Urmama in front.
It is safe because the rear is blocked by an earthen wall.
Climb up, run up, run up, run up!
Be wary of Monohorn and Urmama, who appear to be wizards or shamans.
The four horses staggered left and right, disturbing the Monohorn.
Slither.
The roots of the trees growing from the wall grow silently under the ground.
The magicians who did not know that fact thought that Monohorn was frightened and could not respond.
Papa pat!
Suddenly, roots sprout from the ground.
Crunchy!
In an instant, it wraps around the horse’s forefoot and breaks its joints.
Hee hee!
The bewildered horse jumps up and collapses.
“Wow, wow!”
One magician flies up.
Dump.
Falls to the ground
Slither.
Squeak.
Roots entwine the limbs of the magician.
“Uh, ee, what is this! Where did it come from?!”
The bewildered magician struggles to cut off the root, but the root is tenacious.
The other magicians, in awe, put their horses back.
The three bandits pull out their spears one by one from their saddles and throw them at Monohorn.
Hey profit!
Chin!
The roots that grew suddenly block all the windows.
As a result of not being able to inflict any damage on Monohorn and wasting the opportunity to attack,
Crunchy!
Chow ah!
Monohorn, who did not miss the gap, pulled the limbs of the magic bandits wrapped around the roots in all directions.
“Kkeu, kkeaaaaagh! Help us! Help us!”
It was pulled out alive.
The demon trembled in pain.
I was shocked by the sudden bleeding and pain.
Convulsing with a pale complexion, he soon stops breathing.
Monohorn looks back at them with cold eyes.
“Come on. I’ll tear them all apart in the order they come!”
Thinking that Urmama might be in danger, Monohorn calmed down.
Recently, I made a habit of not using excessive force like before and always leaving some energy behind.
However, thinking that it could be dangerous if he did not suppress the spirit of the magicians, he deliberately used excessive force.
And he acted even more brutally.
“Mi, crazy bastard!”
Fear is on the faces of the magicians.
Monohorn activates this ability again.
Whiik!
Charleuk.
The demon’s corpse was suspended in the air, held on to the roots of a tree controlled by Monohorn.
The shock-dead corpse still dangles, spewing blood along with lukewarm steam.
“Aren’t you coming?”
Weeeee!
Hooked
Roots grow and become embedded in the demon’s corpse.
Boo Woo Woo!
Pull the belly of the magician left and right and spread it wide.
Looking at it, Monohorn remembered the specimen of frogs that had been dissected and submerged in formalin.
‘Hey~ I almost got tired of watching that when I was in elementary school… It brings back so many memories.’
Chew!
Scatter the entrails on the floor.
“Even like this?”
Whoa!
Slap!
Manipulate the root and crush the corpse.
“Even like this?”
Whoa!
Slap!
Beat again on the other side.
The body became porridge.
It can be thrown far, but Monohorn deliberately throws it so that it falls in the middle of the magicians.
Dump.
“Ugh, ugh!”
“Oooh! Ooh!”
The magicians are terrified on the saddle with their mouths shut.
They will have a hard time running into you.
I was completely terrified.
Now, if you safely run away with Urmama,
Visor!
Dump.
“What is it? Isn’t it too corrupt for shouting out loud?”
“Keuk, keuheuk!”
In the meantime, Calvados was tossed and subdued by three bandits, including the boss.
In his right hand, a hole the size of a coin had been pierced and bleeding, just as the blade had gone in and out.
Slam!
Martell was being slapped on the cheek by the bandits.
“Keuheuk! Lord, kill!”
“Ahehe, Ju, I’ll give you it ~ Ehehehehe! This year is killed, the baby!”
“Ah? What do you want me to kill with? A cock? A finger? A fist? A knife? Tell me anything! I’ll shove these older brothers into your eyes, ass, or throat, whatever you want! If you like piercings, these older brothers will make a new hole I also have a will.”
“Hey, hey. I don’t know about fists, but I can’t use knives. You taste it after a while, but if you can’t eat it and throw it away, it’s bitter. If you play with food, you’ll be punished.”
Hehe. Well, if you get tired of driving it in moderation, you’ll cut it. Yaya. But just trim it in moderation so that the boss can taste it first.”
Gee profit!
Boo Woo Woo!
Martell, struggling with all his might, was exhausted.
Then, the bandits cut off her armament with a pocket knife and began tearing her clothes.
Mono Horn thought it looked like she was plucking a chicken.
‘Am I wrong? Weren’t they friends with Martell and Calvados? Did you both just make a mistake?’
According to Monohorn’s judgment, it didn’t seem like the magicians would attack right away.
Without taking my nerves completely off of them, I review them once more.
‘No. It’s not a mistake. At least one is definitely a traitor. Poison and antidote are proof.’
When the suppression of Monohorn and Urmama is delayed, the boss shouts.
“You bastards! What are you doing when you can’t even take care of the two kids yet?”
“Du, boss! That bastard is weird! I’m not kidding!”
“Get out of the way, you fucking worms!”
Close up, close up!
Tup.
The boss approaches Mono Horn and grabs Martel’s wrist, showing off her exquisite horsemanship.
“Let go, let go!”
Fuck!
“Ouch!”
Her naked Martell is punched in the stomach with her fist, her wrists held in one of her boss’s.
“Wow!”
She receives a strong shock to her stomach and regurgitates her dinner onto the floor.
“If you behave well, I’ll cut off your limbs and make you a pet.”
The always firm Martell trembles in fear of her.
Close up, close up.
Just like that, her boss is approaching.
Her naked Martell was caught and dangled.
Seeing her holding a grown woman with one hand and riding her horse steadily, Mono Horn could guess his strength.
“Surrender. Even if you resist, you have no chance of winning. If you surrender now, I’ll kill you. If you resist, I’ll turn these bitches around in front of you, and then I’ll cut their necks and kill them. And after you’ve trimmed the meat of these bitches and grilled them well, I’ll shove and fuck you until your stomach bursts.”
Monohorn ignored the boss’ threats.
Without replying, I tightened the arms holding Urmama.
She looks back at Calvados, who is stunned, and Martell, who is left naked and disfigured.
‘Before I’m betrayed, I’ll throw it away first.’
Food.
“Are you laughing? Are you a big dick laughing?”
“Take it, you bastard.”
Woo woo woo woo woo!
Monohorn unleashes this ability of hers without even chanting a spell.
Tree roots and trunks explode as they squeeze through soil and snow from rock crevices.
Quarrrr!
As the roots and trunks of the trees stirred, the rocks, dirt, and snow that were barely intertwined with them began to flow.
Rumble!
The silt mixed with the flowing rocks was thunderous.
Heeing!
Hee hee!
The horses are terrified and run amok.
The magicians also give up control and retreat.
“Gee, fuck!”
The boss throws Martell away, kicks off the saddle and flies off.
Crunchy!
Iron pudduck.
The knee joints of the horse the boss was riding are all smashed and he falls down.
Hee hee!
The horse howls in pain from its broken leg and is swept away by the silt.
They are soon buried and buried alive with mournful cries.
The boss is mixed in the soil and heads with his head exposed, using the floating rock as a stepping stone to head to Monohon.
Whoops!
However, Mono Horn was already climbing up the cliff with Ur Mama, with roots wrapped around her waist.
“Stand there!”
The boss shouts.
The valley shakes
The boss gives strength to the thigh muscles and expands them.
Step on rocks and fly
Slowly, the distance between them grows closer.
“If I get caught, I won’t kill you gracefully!”
The presence of that voice was extremely faint, buried in the roar of the earth and sand.
But Monohorn managed to hear his voice.
“Fuck me.”
Mono Horn raised the middle finger of his right hand toward his boss.
Woo woo woo!
Woo woo woo woo woo!
Large roots rose up along his middle finger.
The gigantic roots buried in the soil reminded me of a mythical snake that devours the world.
“Bye.”
Then, Mono Horn bent the middle finger of his right hand 180 degrees towards his boss and headed down.
Whoops!
Boo woo woo!
Eight huge tree roots were swung at the boss all at once.
“Kuaaaaa!”
The boss screamed and raised his right fist.
Bang!
One root was shattered in vain.
Monohorn widens his eyes.
“Uhhhhh!”
Kwakwang!
The boss kicks another root with his right foot.
Bang!
Retracting his foot, he thrusts out his left knee and cuts off another root.
It broke two roots at about the same time.
“Innoooum!”
He took out the large double-edged ax that the boss was carrying on his back.
Float in the air and wield it randomly.
Kwakwawang!
Kurrureung!
Bang!
All the huge roots turned into firewood.
“Ohh? Smiley Circus Village, what is it? It’s a bitch.”
Monohorn’s eyes widened as he climbed the cliff.
“I’ll scoop up the gun and kill you!”
The boss kicks off his feet and jumps high into the sky.
Tup!
No it fails
“Kuk! What the heck!”
At the place where he steps, the roots that suddenly grow silently wrap around his ankles.
As he pauses to unravel the tangled roots in his ankles, his body is pushed back along the silt.
Wood Deuk!
The boss cuts off the root with only the strength of his legs.
“Where did you get your leftovers…!”
In that short time, three times more tree roots than before had grown enormously.
“What?!”
“Now it’s time for us to part ♬ What shall we meet next?
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
Roots rain from the sky.
“Quaaaaagh!”
Leaving behind the leader’s screams as Asrai heard, Monohorn stood on top of the cliff.
Look down.
The dust was scattered and Monohorn itched the tip of his nose.
Raise your index finger and rub his nose gently.
“Haha. It’s shit!”
You don’t know when the precariously shaking cliff will collapse.
It is still relying on the trunk and roots of the tree, but it is dangerous as it is.
But you have to see how things go.
“I can’t see if the boss is dead…”
It is obscured by dust and visibility is not clear.
I stare down with my eyes wide open.
The eight surviving bandits are already on horseback and retreating far away.
“Me, I knew it, chews.”
On the saddles of two of them, Calvados and Martell were each riding unconscious.
‘Did they take the two to blackmail us? Or did they take it because they were both in one hand?’
Doubts are not resolved
The bandits are waiting in an orderly way, moving out of the range of the landslide.
‘They’re convinced that the boss won’t die.’
Monohorn turns around.
The trees carry him and Urmama.
“Hero…”
Ur Mama is talking in her sleep and tossing and turning her body.
Even during the uproar, Urmama, who had fallen asleep as if fainting, woke up in Monohorn’s arms.
“Hmmmm…! Hot?! What is this, hero?”
“I’m fine now. I’m safe now. Mamang, how are you feeling? Is there any pain anywhere?”
“Uh, uh? Huh?! I’m not sick at all! I’m all better! I guess it’s thanks to the warrior’s care~♬”
Side!
Urmama kissed him on the lips.
“Thank you, warrior!”
Her face was scarred, like a purulent pimple.
Still, seeing her healthy and bright smile, Mono Horn made her heart swell.
Even her scarred face looked beautiful and lovely.
“Did you have a hard time because of me?”
“No, it’s okay. Mamang was more difficult. What happened more than that…”
Monohorn explains what happened.
She recounts the events of every moment when her consciousness was fading.
In the meantime, they move along tree trunks.
“Uh, uh… Then, are Martell and Mr. Calvados bad people?”
“I’m not sure. But I couldn’t risk Mamang to make it clear who was the bad guy.”
“Still…”
Urmama has a calm complexion.
Was it because they were like her brothers and sisters with whom she first attached her affection?
She couldn’t calm her mind easily.
“Mamans are the most precious thing to me. Whether they were good guys or bad guys, accidentally or intentionally, they put Maman and me in danger. I think I’ve done my job. “You should take care of your own life.”
“Yes, yes…”
Mono Horn took her weight seriously and said,
“Foot medicine!”
Quadang!
Fell to the floor
“Ah ya ya. Maman, are you okay?!”
It was because of the beginning of a desolate field with no trees around.
Still, he fell first, holding her tight so Ur Mama wouldn’t be shocked by her.
“Yes, I’m fine! Is the hero okay? Are you not hurt?”
“Yeah, I think it’s fine.”
Monohorn raised his head.
There was a wide field covered with snow all around.
Thinking quietly
“Don’t. It’s going to be really dangerous from now on.”
“Yes? Isn’t it over?”
“No. The boss isn’t dead. They’re not ones to give up easily. Besides, we’re slower than those bastards. They’ll definitely come after us on horseback. So running away blindly is suicidal. That’s why…”
Mono Hon explained her plan to Ur Mama.
“Okay. I’ll help too!”
“Okay, let’s start right away.”
“Yes!”
They started preparing for escape and counterattack.
– 2 –
Tuk-tuk.
Hood gain.
A tall man walks with one arm dangling, brushing off the dust from his face and head with the other.
Dump.
“I’m sick of it.”
“You’ve worked hard, Captain.”
“Okay. Give me a leash or something.”
“Here I am.”
They were the magicians who chased Monohorn.
Those who used to be called bosses and poured out harsh words were like low-class slobs, and their tone and atmosphere changed in an instant.
The captain takes the leash and puts it in his mouth.
Sigh!
“Big!”
As he escapes from being buried in the soil, he twists his missing arm and puts it back together.
“Two. Ha, ha. Water.”
“Here I am.”
Beep beep.
“Kheu. Now I’m going to live. Did you check where the target went?”
“It has moved over the cliff. If you take a detour and track it, you should be able to catch up without difficulty.”
Despite facing the huge natural disaster head-on, Jojang only lost one arm.
Other than that, he got out of that hell with only minor abrasions and bruises.
Judging from these facts, it was possible to know that the body of the chief was beyond human limits.
“I see. But the actual use of this ability by the target differs too much from the report. To be honest, it’s unclear whether we can capture it with our current power.”
“Yes. There was no delay between cooldowns at all.”
“Also, the power of this ability seems to be more than 50 times different from the reported content.”
“I agree. If we don’t recruit additional manpower, and if we go ahead like this, there’s a greater chance that we’ll be annihilated, even if there’s a wheel battle or a moose hunt.”
“But the kill seemed relatively easy.”
The captain nods his head.
“Compared to the power of this ability, it’s still clumsy.”
“Definitely. I’ve had many hesitations when I had the chance to finish some with ease.”
“Also, I felt like I wasn’t giving my all because I was worried about my teammates.”
“That’s right. Seeing him constantly glancing at his colleagues, it seemed he was hesitant to escape until the very end.”
“It won’t be difficult to create an opening for a kill if you’re that soft.”
“And he must have been exhausted, having used such great strength. He had been seen catching his breath on the cliff for some time before.
The group members agree with the leader’s assessment that the monohorn is clumsy.
“I see. But the problem is that killing isn’t the goal.”
“Then, wouldn’t we have no choice but to refrain from engaging in direct combat and approach it through distraction and appeasement using hostages?”
The captain was silent for a moment.
“Try disrupting and chasing rabbits first. Try taking hostages when that fails. First, go around the mountain and chase.”
They found a spare horse hidden nearby and handed it over to the boss.
All the horses tired from running all night were replaced.
Their saddles were loaded with Calvados and Martell, wrapped in blankets.
Martell and Calvados seemed to have lost consciousness and did not move at all.
“For His Glory.”
Climb up, run up, run up, run up!
With the captain’s low slogan, the horses kicked the ground all at once.
Early in the morning, the pursuers started chasing the traces of Monohorn and Urmama, forgetting to sleep.