Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

70 – Hill of Corpses

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There were more special people between people.

I wasn’t just saying a phrase from Animal Farm out of the blue.

Literally, there were people on this battlefield who looked at different heights than others.

And we shortened them to one word and called them like this.

“… Cavalry.”

Muttered the prianian squad leader.

From far away, corpse troopers appeared.

They held a corpse in one hand and a 2m long spear in the other, grotesquely inflated.

They stopped talking when they found us, and threw the corpse they were carrying on the floor.

“!!!!!!”

And then I ran.

“Kiaaak!!”

Starting with one man’s scream, five planes started charging towards us.

Du-doo-doo-doo!!!

A technique of driving a horse with all its might from the start, rather than speeding up as it gets closer.

Even a horse was an impossible method unless it was an undead.

I muttered as I took a step forward.

“The time has come for the mysterious taji pocket of the Golpion G-House to use its power.”

Quack!

I put the two-hander in the ground like a tombstone.

Then he tore the secret weapon that had been planted somewhere else.

Jjiik.

[Diffuse.]

After setting the Greek magic in the right spot, I opened my mouth.

“Greek magic. It’s something I got rightfully from the black magician earlier.”

“That was stolen-“

“Please call it Operation, Priest Rien.”

And you said you could carry it with you earlier.

After a while, the corpse troopers gave me the results I wanted.

“Keeek?!”

“Purrule!!”

Quad Deuk!

Quad Deuk.

Quick…

Because of my inexperience in calculating the distance, there was a mistake that caused the two guys on either side to escape, but that was enough to deal with.

Forty-sixth.

“Kiyiik!”

Doo-doo-doo!

The guy on the right was running towards us, spurring his horse.

“I will deal with the guy on the right.”

The sharp tip of the spear began to turn crimson in the sunlight, but I had no time to appreciate it any longer.

We had to get him out before danger came.

So I left the red road and went to the black grass.

As soon as I stepped on the grass that covered my ankles, I felt a headache.

There was grass on the floor. The annoyance was getting more and more intense.

I didn’t know what the f*ck would happen if I greeted the cavalry near the squad leader and Rien Priest. Ignored and ran

The guy in the distance was holding a spear and was about to strike it down.

I was afraid, and I always had the thought that I came out for no reason. So it was always new.

“Kiaaah!!”

The guy who ran right in front of me screamed incomprehensible.

Rolled on the floor four steps faster than usual.

The blackened floor turned around and I saw a horse’s leg in front of me.

I heard something brushing behind my back, and as I stood up, I swung the two-hander horizontally as hard as I could.

Quad Deuk!

The one who lost his horse also lost his horse’s legs, and soon even his own head was dedicated to the ground.

The one whose whole body was crushed could not be resurrected.

Forty-seventh.

“Big.”

My arm was throbbing.

Even if you split a horse’s legs with a two-hander without properly stance, the price is quite cheap.

“…Because you are a priest, you can heal, right?”

I don’t know if there is a medical insurance law in another world, but at least I should ask for it to be cheaper.

The headache was gradually getting worse. He had to go back quickly.

When I reached the red road again, I heard the sound of a crossbow shooting and the screams of the undead behind me.

Priest Rien looked at me and screamed.

“Mercenary! Back!”

Looking back, the squad leader raised his grotesquely strengthened arm and threw a spear right before the cavalry he was dealing with fell to the ground.

There was nothing to say about the target.

But the subject struggled to reload his crossbow with his wounded foot.

The glimpse of her face was slowly blurring. It was a precursor to oblivion.

…That’s all I didn’t want.

Dengureong!

I threw the two-hander to the ground and ran.

There was no time to scream. Just ran

The prianian squad leader did not know the destruction that would pierce his neck.

After reloading, I just slowly lifted the crossbow with one bolt inserted.

I couldn’t see the window in front of me. It’s not too late.

I ran faster on the grass.

After reloading, the prianian squad leader raised his crossbow and pointed it at my back.

Why don’t you avoid it? Is it invisible because it is square?

Tung, the prianian squad leader fired the crossbow bolt.

A bolt glided past me, and a little later, something icy-looking passed by at high speed on the other side.

And as if she had finally seen the spear shooting like an arrow, a look of surprise could be seen through her blurred face.

I grabbed the squad leader and tried to dodge back.

Pak!

However, her foot caught on something on her floor that only pushed her away.

“Kyaaak!”

She was rounding me behind her and looking up at me.

That’s why, after hitting the ground, when I looked back, the blade of the spear-

“Heo-eok, hee-yeok.”

In front of my eyes, a white curtain spread.

The spear pierced the air.

There was no time to watch the drops of blood oozing from the tip and stagnant in the air.

Let’s dodge right away, and the veil fades.

Pak! The thinly-studded spear tip fell to the floor, pointing in the direction of Priest Rien.

“Cool, hehehe.”

She was smiling.

A drop of blood on the corner of her mouth indicated that the veil had been opened by her.

“Are you both okay?”

I looked at the squad leader while taking care of both of them at the same time.

Prianian’s squad leader nodded with a bewildered face.

And then I looked towards Priest Rien again, and I saw something collapsed in the distance beyond.

It was the woman in the cone hat who had been hit by a bolt in her head.

“…They were targeting Mr. G-House.”

And what he was holding in his hand was definitely a wand.

“It was probably the wizard I saw up in the tree earlier.”

As if he finally came to his senses, the squad leader explained the situation.

“I think the ice bolt magic is about to be implemented at the end of that wand, so after I hurriedly reloaded and shot the wizard, a spear was flying in front of me, and Mr. G-House saw that-“

I stopped her.

“That is enough.”

Even though I almost got hooked, I couldn’t bear to say anything to the person who was trying to save me.

The squad leader who neutralized the wizard who was aiming at me from behind.

And I threw myself to save the squad leader who was about to be hit by a spear.

In order to save me, a priest who squeezed the holy power he needed to save and opened a shield.

None of the three of us was a troll.

I went to the Priyanian squad leader and held out his hand.

“I lived thanks to the squad leader.”

“……”

She took her hand and stood up without saying a word.

And this time, I approached Priest Rien, who had been stealing his lips.

She smiled shyly and hit the ball.

“As a side note, I don’t need a huge thank you. Mercenary.”

“Yes?”

“Because I did the right thing.”

Priest Rien said as if he had just taken the obvious.

I asked in reverse.

“So you didn’t?”

“That’s not-“

“That’s it. I was saved thanks to the priest.”

“……”

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“The people of these days are so strange that they have a chronic disease that prevents them from saying thank you. But I don’t need to get rid of that disease, do I?”

With that said, I retrieved the two-hander and returned.

“Okay, I’m ready. Let’s go.”

Priest Rien was looking at me with an incomprehensible face.

Why?

***

The top of the hill was very gentle.

It can be said that it is easy to climb up on foot, but in other words, it meant that the distance between us and the totem increased.

Withstanding the watery feeling under my feet, I reached almost to the front of the totem.

The spiral totem was different from before.

A little below our eye level, the face of the warlock protruded.

When I lifted my head, the body of the blood that gushed out in a spiral was hardened, and the smell of blood was full even if I looked at it from a little distance.

However, the tip where the tips gradually converge seemed to have not solidified yet, rising like a fountain and spouting out again and again.

It was blasphemous to see the few drops of blood slowly rising and getting tangled up.

“……”

“……”

With everyone shutting up at a sight they had never seen before in their lives, I just didn’t say anything.

Steel puck.

Instead, it moved forward.

Steel puck, snap.

I didn’t lower my head.

The faces were blurry and unrecognizable, but it was because trampling on them was not very pleasant.

Instead, he raised his greatsword upwards.

To forget that f*cking bastard’s face.

“Ooh, survived, just a squad member.”

…That damn son of a b*tch who even talks about being dead.

“So, why did you come here? If you saved your life, you would run away.”

Instead of answering, I took a piece of paper out of my pocket.

It was an order from Count Berrington that I received from Priest Rien last night.

Then he unfolded the blood-stained sheet of paper.

Although there was a bit of blood on it, it couldn’t be covered by the wax seal that rose redder than that.

Thus, the warlock’s gleaming eyes were able to watch the seal’s frozen right.

“In the name of the fair Lord Barrington, blessed by St. John and protected by the Sun God, I have come to demolish the illegal building.”

“What are you talking about?”

Perhaps because he is old, he didn’t know what mercenaries used to call their employers.

Those who failed the drip always had the responsibility of explaining it.

So, after putting the order back in, I put a two-hander on my shoulder and spat out a short, thick word.

“Get out of the room, you bastard.”

The warlock who heard me just laughed.

Then a clanking sound came from behind the totem.

When I saw the owner of the sound myself, I uttered only one word.

“f*ck.”

“I think you should take out the room.”

The warlock laughed at me and said,

There was something he believed in too.

“Is it… An enemy?”

What emerged from behind that bastard was an existence that was a knight.

The dark red-stained armor was warped here and there, and it did not hide that it was full of scratches. He rather showed it off.

As if it were a medal given to death, like the punches received when being appointed as a knight,

As if this level of wounds were a measure that he could not send himself back to death.

Inside the helmet, only eerie flames were burning.

The chill in those deadly eyes gave the impression that the battle-heated heart inside the Gambison would cool down.

He is serving his new master, and the sword he is holding is aiming at the person who came on behalf of his former master.

I don’t know if he had the will to reverse, but there was only one will that the swordplay revealed.

“Come. I will make you the same.”

Looking at that powerful figure, I uttered only one word.

“f*ck, a special forces soldier suddenly jumps out in a service fight, and it’s f*cking crazy.”