Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

Chapter 34

34 – Negotiation

I ran to the tent, everyone was waiting for me with their weapons.

The leader of the prianian squad, who was holding a crossbow, opened his mouth.

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“Since Mr. G-House is here too, I think we can move right away.”

The destination has already been decided.

Under the command of the prianian squad leader, we headed towards the wagon that Mark and Betty were guarding.

What’s going on?

We don’t know.

Betty, don’t you know?

I don’t know.

Amidst the obvious and obvious questions and answers, Sang Sangju kept repeating his blasphemous muttering.

“God the Sun, what the hell is going on with this goddamn ascension? By any chance, did I pay less? Then you’d rather appear in a dream and speak to me personally. Why…”

Now the prianian squad leader approached him as he was about to plunge his head into the ground.

Because she, the person in charge of her security, had her own business to do.

“The Lord of the Top.”

He said, shaking his head.

“Something!”

In spite of her slightly excited voice, she was calm.

“Give me an order.”

The leader of the prianian squad, whose face did not change at all, spoke politely to Sang Sangju.

“Order?”

“Are you going to leave now or will you stay here?”

She said, turning to the top of her forehead, which had a reddish grain of sand on it.

“We will follow the command of the lord of the upper house.”

Only then, as if Sang Sangju came to his senses, he jumped up and shouted.

“Prepare to move!”

It was easy to hear the sound in the clearing in the evening.

And the patience that was reduced by the overlapping misfortunes was enough to make me forget that fact.

I wish I could have said a little less.

“We are…”

“Where are you going?”

At that time, the village chief appeared from the other side of the vacant lot.

The vigilantes with shortbows and spears looked very nervous.

“Are you going to disappear without taking money, Lepian?”

“Jackson?”

The vigilantes who heard the irritating words began to growl.

“Even if we live, we should live together, and if we die, we should die together. Where are you trying to run away quietly?”

“Cowards.”

“What?”

Then the adventurers confronted each other. The nerves were on edge because they were the same.

“You are talking nonsense. These damn bastards.”

“We don’t even live here, so it makes sense-“

“Stop.”

Priyanian’s squad leader quietly raised his hand to restrain him.

Then he politely addressed his opponent.

“We are so on edge with each other. Calmly-“

Crazy b*tch, you suck.

Someone over there is starting to cross the line.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“You talk a bit harsh.”

I stepped forward slightly. Even the vigilante who had just crossed the line took a step forward.

“Then do you call a girl a b*tch or a bastard?”

To those who talk like that, I decided to tell you the truth.

“I don’t know if you would say such a thing even after knowing that the girl was in charge of guarding this guild, and that she was the one who blew away the head of the wizard who was wrapped between the shields on the other side of the hill with one shot.”

“So? What are you, can that woman be your lover?”

Oh my God, it sounds like a big deal.

Seeing that the title was changed in 2009, it seems that he has not completely lost his mind.

Thought so, I opened my mouth.

“I know what to do. If I’m a great person, would you close your mouth and pick up a bottle of alcohol from your mother’s tombstone and pour it politely with both hands?”

You speak well.

Sten muttered that from behind.

Even in the dark, I could see his arm twitching.

But seeing as the hand holding his bow didn’t come up, he was fine so far.

“Won’t a bastard come out of nowhere and insult someone else’s captain and give a f*ck? If your head doesn’t turn, you just close your mouth and follow the orders of the superiors in silence, right?”

“What?”

I couldn’t help but feel the heat of his questioning, but I decided to be a little kinder.

“Even if one of them disappears right now, it doesn’t mean that you won’t be able to catch a goblin, and from the eyes of your friends on that side, it doesn’t seem like you have time to step forward, so just quietly back away.”

Hearing that, the guy looked around for a while.

In the meantime, I took two steps back from the prianian squad leader.

“Come on. I spoke first, so I’ll fall back. There’s no need to say that you’re first and I’m first to make you look narrow-minded. Isn’t it simple?”

And then he said, fluttering with both hands raised.

“Whether that person is f*cking into the air alone or teasing the tongue, do it yourself. By the way.”

After a brief pause, he opened his mouth with a hardened expression.

“Don’t touch us even with our top-notch words. If you don’t want the bastard sword stuck in that sh*tty mouth.”

The color of his face slightly changed.

“Oh sh*t-“

As he was about to step forward, a voice came from behind him.

“Jack, be quiet for a bit.”

Then the guy called Jack continued to babble as if he was dumbfounded.

“No, I want you to stay still even after listening to that old bastard?”

“I know what you mean, but there’s no need to fight with the same people when a monster wave is coming.”

Another vigilante added a word.

“And what you did wrong is right.”

“Jack. Please keep quiet.”

The village chief opened his mouth.

That was the end.

“Damn it. All right.”

After he spat out a double curse, he closed his mouth.

Looks good. Where do you dare to do things you can’t even beat?

After that, the conversation became quiet.

It was thanks to the realization that unnecessary tension was created between the two sides due to an overreaction due to the dainty b*tch from before.

“Even if you guys try to get out, it’s no use. Anyway, monsters started sweeping almost all around here.”

The leader of the Priyanian squad responded to the village chief’s reply.

“How do you know that?”

“You ask a stupid question. Did you forget the shouting just now? And Lepian.”

He talked to the head of the upper house.

“Why is that?”

It has been a long time since the upper class owner has already received the money.

So, the remnants of intimacy created during the daytime have long since disappeared due to the armed protests over there.

“As you can see from just looking at it, the people here won’t stay still if the upper ranks go out now.”

Jackson opened his mouth.

It was a somewhat comforting tone, but there was an implicit threat.

Then Lepian’s eyes began to shine.

Maybe it’s the anger that comes from a job-conscious sense of crisis, ‘If you stay like this, you’ll get caught’.

Or whatever, the emotion made his voice cold.

“I hired them for exactly three days. And during that time, these friends are obliged to protect me and my caravan.”

But one thing is certain: he smelled of money.

“From anyone.”

A merchant trying to cross the sea of negotiations began to spread the sails of his tongue.

Then the reef, which hindered his cruising, began growling with a hissing sound from the bowstring behind his back.

“Is it a threat?”

“It’s a simple fact.”

The blades of each other rose slowly. The enveloping darkness was eating away at everyone.

In the blackened curtain of metal, two crimson blades began to dance.

“Can 8 people stop the rain of over 20 arrows?”

“Money makes it possible. Shall I tell you the name of the spell? ‘Death compensation’.”

“After you die here and all your friends are gone, do you still need the small amount of money?”

“Jackson, why are you so sure you guys will be all right? How can I guarantee that a double mercenary bolt won’t get stuck in the middle of your bald forehead?”

The chief rubbed his forehead. The moonlight, which had just begun to rise, made his twilight shimmer and shine.

“Is there really no one to betray among those mercenaries? There is no business in the number of pages.”

Lepian hardened his expression. And he opened his mouth in the most confident manner I had ever seen.

“Their eyes covered by the contract do not care who the opponent is, and the contracted sword will not be the least bit shaken as it strikes my enemies.”

“Is it really possible to do that even in the face of the fear of death?”

“As always, I trust they will be as unstoppable as when they stamped the contract.”

“Why?”

“If you have no money and try roasting clay, you will know. That dying is rather comfortable, and not having money is more uncomfortable.”

He was proving to himself that what he believed in and worshiped was not the sun god, but something so shiny and round.

“Money makes everything I said possible.”

Lepian was hit by a merchant.

“…What do you want?”

And Jackson was not a merchant.

“It should have come out that way. I was just wasting my time. Time is money too.”

Lepian’s tongue, which smelled the money, began to move slowly.

“I’ll lend it to you if you share some of the additional hiring costs for our guards. In addition, we need to provide some amount of support.”