Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

81 – Discontinuation

The ancient-chinese analogy didn’t work badly for the people of this world, so the atmosphere changed in a good way for us.

“You were quite eloquent, Golfian G-House. But a person’s life cannot be likened to a piece of paper soaked in water.”

It wasn’t for that pig, though.

I wondered if he was born about 10 centuries earlier, seeing that he put forward a life-oriented perspective for a vicious aristocrat, but the mistake of his birth was something to discuss with God and his parents, not mine to solve.

“And even if substitution is possible, wouldn’t you have to ask for the price of the paper?”

He started to deny what he had just said while gushing out the broth.

Of course, I wasn’t one to just listen.

“Then I would like to hear from the investigator how much we should pay for the lives of the people we saved.”

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So I asked in reverse.

I’m sure the number of people I’ve saved will outnumber the corpses I’ve killed again.

“What?”

“As you said earlier, if there are people who say they died because of us, then there are people who say they live because of us. I think there is definitely room for consideration.”

“Hey.”

The ball pushed off the tongue started using a historically recognized cheat. He began to use the power of the armband.

“Are you an investigator?”

“No.”

“By the way, from what you say, it looks like you came to investigate me.”

But he wasn’t the only one wearing the armband.

Goatbeard, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth and restrained him.

“Hering, just do that. We’re here to investigate what happened at Yeongjijeon, not to investigate the mistake of the mercenary Golfian G-House.”

“But-“

“If you have anything more to say, tell me directly in a moment.”

Of course, the piggong is not such a cute cat.

Because in front of the power he possessed, the humble inspector’s armband was nothing more than a child’s toy.

“……”

“Let’s get back to the point. Golfian G-House.”

As soon as Piggong shut his mouth, everything went smoothly after that.

Over ten sheets of paper were consumed to organize a day’s work. And over a hundred statements came and went.

And only after the cumbersome and complicated process of reciting and checking it again.

Finally, the one word we wanted came out of Goatbeard’s mouth.

“The investigation is all over.”

After speaking, he got up from his seat and headed towards the door.

Then, he whispered quietly as he passed me.

“Tell Hwaran, this is how the debt has been paid off.”

“Yes?”

“It was a lot of hard work.”

As Goatbeard went out of the tent, I had many thoughts in my mind.

‘Now, what should I do?’

When I went back to the north, only a normal mercenary life awaited me.

A place where you don’t know when you’ll die and you don’t know when you’ll go crazy.

But now I had to move.

I got up from my seat. Then the prianian squad leader next to me looked at me.

“G-House, where are you going?”

“I’ll come back after getting some fresh air.”

I went outside the tent and headed towards Goatbeard, who had just come out to get some fresh air.

“What is it?”

“Could I ask you a question?”

“I see. It doesn’t matter because it overflows with time.”

I asked him one.

“Where are the smartest people in Britain?”

And he gave me the answer.

“It’s college.”

***

After a while, we went out of the tent and headed for the mercenary camp.

Unlike other places where moans echoed, our campsite was absolutely quiet and serene. You can’t even see bloodstains on the floor.

And in front of him, Hwaran was standing and waiting for us.

“I had a hard time being investigated!!”

He smiled and grabbed my shoulders.

And whispered quietly to me.

“Look at that, didn’t I tell you not to worry about anything?”

“The man with the goatee asked me to tell him that he paid off his debt with this. Hwaran.”

He nodded.

“Who is he?”

“It’s a relationship from the past, it’s none of your business, so forget it.”

After that, he shouted loudly at the tents behind him.

“Assey and Lorna are here!”

Jiik.

The tents erected here and there opened little by little, and familiar friends from inside began creeping out.

Though one or two limbs were wrapped in bandages, the expression on his face gave him a very happy expression, so it seemed that he was still alive.

“Yeah. How is that guy always fine?”

“That’s why I’m kidding. The prianian squad leader next to me doesn’t seem to have a single scratch either.”

“Look at that, didn’t Assei get hit with a knife this time too? Give me 3 Cooper.”

“Damn it. What the hell did those undead guys do?”

Or maybe I haven’t been hit with the knife yet.

Some faces could not be seen, probably because they were swept away in the Territory War, but at least the atmosphere was not like that of other mercenaries.

And, the person who saved the mercenaries, Hwaran, went straight to the point without any other rhetoric.

“The Count has provided wine and food to all the camps, so just eat and drink today! The priest also came with me. You must have had a lot of trouble managing our assei.”

“Thank you, Mr. Grunchian!”

At the sound of Priest Rien’s voice behind me, the mercenaries started to stir.

“Priest?”

“Which priest?”

Only then did Priest Rien, who was behind me, come forward and greet me.

“Nice to meet you, Hwaran mercenaries!”

At the sudden appearance of her, an unfamiliar expression began to appear on the faces of those who had been used to for five years.

“I am Elisir Lien, the priest of the sun god!”

When the sun appeared, expressions on their faces rose, just like buds that had been ripening.

Then the round eyes, the faces with mouths open enough for a fly to fly in formation, soon began to stare at me.

At that f*cking expression that seemed to be asking for an explanation, I decided to give the best answer in the situation.

“Is it really that strange to have a priest on the battlefield? Wouldn’t it be more surprising that vegetables are served on the table?”

In my opinion, that was an acceptable answer for everyone. It must have been.

But when Kilt came out and looked at me, the way he spoke was overflowing with jealousy.

“Look around you. Aye.”

“Why?”

“What the hell, are you like that-“

Kilt tried to spit out more.

“Write.”

As if recognizing Hwar An, who was glaring at her, she changed her words.

“-What did you do without introducing the pretty priest in advance? Our mercenary corps welcomes Priest Rien!”

“Thank you! Unknown brother!”

He quietly went into the crowd without answering.

Breaking the sudden awkward atmosphere, Huaruan pushed me on the back and said.

“Come on. Everyone get in! Because alcohol is perfect for forgetting the pain. Drink in moderation. Don’t fall off the wagon on your way back to the north tomorrow!”

Hearing that, the mercenaries’ faces became lively.

“Ugh. I’m finally going back.”

“I won’t even come down this way. I won’t even pee.”

“Hey. He’s making noises like peeing before drinking beer.”

Go back to the North.

Hearing that, I opened my mouth after much thought.

“Hwaran.”

“Huh? Why but, hey! It’s not like I’m feeling bad.”

From Hwaran’s expression, ‘Is he sick?’ Seemed to do

I got to the point.

“Sorry, but I won’t be going back to the North.”

“What?”

“I will terminate the mercenary contract.”

Then the raucous atmosphere subsided.

Even the leader of the Prianian squad was looking at me with wide eyes, Hwaran opened his mouth.

“…Do you know why?”

“I have saved all my money.”

The money I’ve been saving all this time is exactly 1 silver and 61 coppers in cash.

After this mission is over, I will receive the Count’s bounty, so it will probably exceed the amount I initially thought of, 3 silver.

That’s enough money to go on a trip.

In addition, the prianian squad leader will not be pursued or threatened with death, so I can go do my job now.

“……”

“……”

I bowed my head to Hwaran while no one was able to speak at the sudden remark.

Because he knew that the goatee was a nobleman higher than he thought, it was because his conscience was stabbed.

“I’m sorry for saying this, since you must have been paying a lot of attention to me. Hwaran.”

“Is there any other reason?”

“…No.”

Perhaps, obviously not-

―Wow!

“Evil!”

Hualan, who slapped me on the back, smiled and said.

“Hey bastard, where are you going to set the mood?”

“Hwaran?”

“Do you remember what I said when I signed the contract with you, huh? He said he wouldn’t cheat with a knife and money. And I said I could go out anytime.”

In the corner of his laugh, there was a slight hint of regret, but it soon disappeared.

Hwaran Grunchian was an adult.

“But why are you talking like a guilty person? I was horrified, thinking you were cursed.”

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“But.”

“So you’re afraid I’m going to break my word to catch a kid? All that has increased in five years is nothing but damn, assei.”

After saying that, he put a headlock on my head. Not joking, but seriously.

“Ah. Ah!”

“I can forgive that, but I just can’t stand seeing you stare at me like a criminal as you skip everything and go out.”

As he struggled in pain, he felt the pressure on his head loosen.

“Look ahead.”

My chin was lifted forward by Hwaran’s hand.

“Ugh. That bastard is ruining the party atmosphere by himself.”

“Looks good. You envious bastard.”

“It’s fortunate that I said it before drinking, otherwise I would have been beaten with a bottle because it didn’t taste good.”

“Can you do that to him?”

The Huaruan mercenary members, each wearing a bandage, were looking at me with a smile.

Far’an said.

“I don’t know what the scoundrels from the investigation team said to you in that tent, but you and the two of us were saved.”

“It’s not because of that.”

“It’s true. Does it make a difference if it isn’t?”

At those words that came so suddenly, I was momentarily speechless.

And Hwaran added a word.

“And now it’s your turn to die of alcohol.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t set your example here, what you need to set up from now on is your mind. Climb.”

Take it well.

With Hwaran’s words, I flew in the sky.

As the world turned and turned, countless arms stretched out towards me falling.

“Those with intact limbs take it!”

“Toward the bastard who can use mana!”

As it were, I was sprawled on top of the people, and I was lifted up and sucked into the camp.

“You bastard… To taste the alcohol before you get a free drink, give up hope!”

Someone’s cry – maybe a kilt or a vieri – was followed by cheers, and I only uttered one word.

“You bastard, you suck.”

I could get out if I wanted to get out, but I just let my hair hang back and surrendered.

Then, in the overturned view, Hwaran stood silently with his arms crossed, and Priest Rien, who looked amused at my appearance.

Then I saw the prianian squad leader standing still and looking at me.

“……”

Looking at that figure, my appetite was bitter for some reason.

***

“Mr. G-House, can I talk to you for a moment?”