Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

87 – Uninvited Guests

They came out of the dark woods and eventually exposed themselves to a bright bonfire.

The smirking guys were all plain clothes.

In that natural appearance, the appearance of an ordinary passer-by could be seen.

The only problem is that those passers-by came out of the dark forest and were wearing knives around their waists.

“Calm down. We’re not here to fight.”

The one in the middle of the three said so.

But no one here believed that.

“Then tell me about your business first.”

Miss Priyanian quietly put her hand on the crossbow next to her, and I hit the book next to her with my finger.

Tok tok tok.

After sending the signal set in advance to prepare for danger, he stood up and asked.

“What brought you into someone else’s camp?”

“We went on a picnic and got lost, and I saw the light there. That’s why I came.”

What the guy in the middle said was a coincidence.

“You came here by accident?”

“Yes, yes. It’s all coincidence.”

The other guy continued with a slightly more frivolous gesture.

“Let’s take care of ourselves. Aren’t all the people you meet on the road the same friend?”

“I’ve never had a friend who dismantles an alarm set by others.”

“I had to solve it out of necessity because the monsters might hear it if I made a noise.”

Unlike their light tongues, their heavy hands did not leave their waists.

It was clear that the guys were giving sh*t, but I decided to give it a try anyway.

“I can give you a light to light the way, so take that and go.”

“You’re so mean, let’s let you sleep for one night!”

But the sh*t they were talking about was starting to get salty, so I felt cold.

“Because our situation is not so good either.”

I showed off the arming sword hanging down in front of me.

“So, let’s go find another place. Be careful on the road-“

“Hey!”

But they didn’t even seem to hear me and were yelling into the bushes behind them.

“This way! Nice people want to share their warmth!”

Then four people rushed out of the grass.

They all had knives or bows, and their attitudes were like f*cks.

“Yeah. There’s a stew, a warm fire, and a pretty woman.”

“This is enough for a night’s stay.”

“Your brother, thank you. I’m going to have a good rest!”

“Hello girl there? How old are you?”

Looking at those glistening emotions and the way they pop out of the bush, they must have already been targeting us.

In the end, the fight was unavoidable.

Seven guys.

I muttered that to myself and moved forward.

If a fight ever breaks out, Miss Prianian will need space to support me without being attacked.

“I would have told you. Go find another place.”

“What?”

“I heard we were welcome to come in, so we came here.”

“Well then. Looking at the land, let’s take care of it.”

But their awkward attitude was still the same. It must be believing in numerical superiority and doing that.

“It looks like he is trying to take care of something else. You bastards who are behind their mothers.”

“What?”

They’s expressions hardened.

“You talk a bit harsh from the beginning.”

As is usually the case with guys hit by facts, they started to deny reality.

“Speaking harshly, don’t you know that they are serious?”

As we moved forward a little further, we could see their armament more clearly.

I quickly gave a hand signal with my right hand pulled behind my back.

Farth left,

The third from the right,

Bow.

If it were her, she would read and process it on her own.

“The damn thing ends there.”

Sereung.

After he finished talking, he pulled out his sword, and those who saw him started to laugh.

“Oops, you even pull out a knife and eat it.”

“Will I buy this because I’m scared?”

“Look at that, all the princes in fairy tales have come out.”

“Look at him trying to protect his back from being a man.”

Amidst the sarcasm of those who only live their mouths.

One of the first ones came forward.

“Hey. You mustn’t draw the knife carelessly. Then you get hurt.”

The guy with the wings of imagination in his head grinned at me.

“Looking at it, you seem to know how to wield a knife, but you try to swing it at people. Huh?”

“……”

My head was spinning for a while.

It was a sound I hadn’t heard in five years of living in another world.

“Have you ever cut a person?”

I was so shocked that I asked him one more time.

“Yes, kid. Have you ever committed murder?”

It was like an older person teaching a child.

The tongue-in-cheek guys started to spit out one word at a time.

“I don’t know where you stole that shiny new wagon or how you stole the girl’s heart behind you, but your luck ends here, kid.”

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“I picked the wrong opponent. These elders aren’t the ones who just sit still even after seeing them recklessly pull out their swords.”

“Sure, then.”

If I had to condense all of those words into one word.

Tonight was a day full of new experiences.

“I picked the wrong opponent.”

At my muttering, the guy in front laughed and said.

“At least you have to have a sense of rubbing the handle to make it wear out.”

He doesn’t have a good tongue, but he seems to have good eyesight.

However, it was regrettable that I did not see how worn out the person in front of me was with such a good eye.

No, I’m not worn out. That person’s eyesight is amazing.

Meanwhile, the highwaymen behind the sharp-eyed fellow were still laughing.

“Looking at how young they are, they must have been running away from love. Where are you from?”

“Kuh, it’s a good time. I never had a time like that.”

The faces gradually began to be hidden in the darkness.

“So, what did you want to come all the way here?”

“Ah! You finally came to your senses!”

The guy in front of me laughed.

In his still unclouded mouth, yellow teeth chattered greedily.

“We’re a bit of a big deal, so we need to go somewhere in a hurry.”

“So?”

“The business is simple. The wagon you pulled, that stew, and yes-“

It wasn’t worth listening to anymore.

Chuck.

The head that flew off his body seemed to be trying to pronounce ‘Yeo’.

I can’t remember the shape of my mouth now that it’s blurry.

The blood that suddenly erupted into the world poured out on me, and the new clothes I received from the Count were stained with warm blood.

First.

After all the highwaymen had a moment of silence full of astonishment.

“What the f*ck!”

The fight started when one of the robbers spat out double curses.

“Shoot!”

―Peeing!

The sound of a bowstring snapping came from the left end.

There was no shield, but there was a substitute.

I grabbed the guy by the collar, who was in an eternal sleep, and supported him, then pushed it in the direction the arrow was flying.

I didn’t even have time to hear the destructive sound coming from his back, and I ran forward.

At my promptness, bodies with blurred faces began to hum in the dark.

“No f*ck! He said he couldn’t even respond!”

“I thought those bastards were just wanderers!”

“Stop it first!”

Once again the arrow flew, and this time it rolled on the floor.

Hook!

I heard the sound of an arrow flying from the left hitting the soil behind me.

Tung!

“Quaaagh!”

With the scream of the one hit by the bolt, the arrow fired from the right side a beat later disappeared with only a piercing sound without a sound.

Tadadak!

Even after recovering their posture and running, the reaction of the guys who were still shocked was one of two.

Or run against me. Or standing blankly

The two guys in front were the former.

So I slowed down and prepared to face it.

The first one to reach was the one on the left.

“Die!”

Hooung!

The guy holding the shortsword thrust forward a buckler, a shield the size of a fist.

It is an intention to block and penetrate the attack before it gains strength.

There was no need to run into a full-strength charge.

The weight was put on the left foot, and the right foot turned clockwise using it as an axis.

He naturally lowered his upper body and thrust forward the sword he was holding with his left hand.

As the tiny shield passed by my face, I heard a destructive sound at the same time.

“Keuk.”

The body of the guy who jumped into the sword and pierced his stomach got closer and heavier.

Tap, pop.

The gloves were stained red with blood, but there was no feeling.

Second.

“Such a dog-“

From the right side, which arrived late, a blade was stabbed vertically, and there was a good one right next to it.

Kwaaak!

The sword of the one who was enraged at the loss of his comrades was lodged in the left elbow bone of the corpse I had picked up and brought to him.

While both of us had our swords tied to the same guy, our responses were different.

“Damn it! Why don’t you fall for this!”

He didn’t let go of his sword.

Sureung!

I put down my sword and drew my dagger.

The weight of a corpse is heavier than when it is alive. When I let go of the hand that was holding the second guy’s left arm, he lost his balance for a moment at the sudden weight.

Peeing!

Tung!

Behind his back, bolts and arrows grazed over his clothes.

And the screams could only be heard from the other side.

“Ah. No-“

That was the last thing he said before my dagger plunged through his ribs.

Third.

I pulled my sword from the corpse and turned my head to look at the remaining two.

Those who were freed from fear were preparing for it only then.

They had shields. So, instead of putting the dagger back in, he held it in his left hand.

Tadadak!

As I ran through the dirt floor and charged at the remaining two, one of them let out a disgust.

“f*ck!”

Shhh!

Two swords flying almost simultaneously.

―Left horizontal, and right oblique cuts.

The end point where the two swords met was around my stomach.

My vision narrowed, and there was only one thing to do.

As I held out the dagger in my left hand for parrying, I immediately felt resistance.

Kagagagak!

I could see the direction of the sword, which had been cutting straight and horizontally, twisted along the edge of my dagger.

-Kaang!

Ignoring the screams of the two swords I met a little earlier, I immediately cut off the right guy’s arm with the arming sword.

Chack!

“Keah!”

Tung!

A crossbow shot from behind the guy on the left before he could even retrieve his sword.

Tuong!

Suddenly, the left guy’s hand twisted as he lifted the shield, leaving his bottom half empty.

Kwaduk!

“Quaaagh!!”

Among the desperate screams of the guy with the dagger stuck in his knee joint, the sound of a vertical cracking sound blended in appropriately.

Fourth.

“……”

The last one left blankly accepted the flying blade.

Fifth.

I felt uncomfortable with my clothes clinging with blood. He stood there blankly because he did not want to move.

Then I heard the sound of walking behind me.

“Mr. G-House.”

“Yes?”

As she turned her head, she held out her cloth.

“I’ll wipe my face first with this, then ask.”

“Thank you.”

“And don’t look at the corpses too much. It only makes your dreams worse.”

I nodded my head, though there’s no better place to dream.

Isn’t good good?