I’m Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 10

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10. Heroes, meetings, and… (1)

Watching the unconscious intruder being dragged away with grim eyes, the corps members were frantically repeating ‘I Died Today’ in their minds.

I thought it was a joke until I was taking a short break after eating when a guy came in from outside and shouted for us to gather quickly.

Of course, the commander of the corps has come. He only visits occasionally.

However, the guy’s face, which was as blue as a blueberry, did not contain a single lie, and the moment we found out that what he said was true, we panicked and ran like crazy towards the training ground.

And I was able to meet our corps commander.

“I’m curious.”

The answer I received when I had the courage to ask the question about what brought me here was meaningful.

What are you curious about?

The doubts didn’t last long.

Demon walks leisurely somewhere as if he were taking a walk.

Then, in an instant, with incredible speed, he bent down to avoid the sword aimed at his neck, then turned his upper body and struck the enemy’s solar plexus with his elbow. All of them were quick, flowing, natural movements.

Only then did we know. The meaning of the word ‘curious’.

‘I’m curious.’

─I guess I really didn’t know.

Did they really not know that they had allowed intruders into the training hall?

I wonder if he was so relaxed about such a topic.

Without even looking at us, who were frozen in shock, Demon-sama leisurely raised his wooden sword as if to stun the opponent.

And then a cheerful sound echoed throughout the training hall.

Bah!

***

After barely stopping the corps members who kept bowing their heads in apology and beating themselves up, I locked myself in my room again.

All work to be done has been completed.

I took a walk in the garden and looked at the army. Since we ate at the restaurant that Ben requested, we won’t have to go out for a while.

I was rolling around on my bed, happy about my long-awaited peaceful daily life, when I heard a knock on the door.

“This is Demon Ed.”

Ed is my lieutenant, right? He went all the way to the human world to find a different puzzle or cube for me, who was bored to death, but he finally came back.

I jumped up from my seat with a heart full of anticipation.

“Come on in.”

Ed’s expression, which I hadn’t seen in a long time, was somewhat stiff.

Did something bad happen outside? No, but the devil said that the position of adjutant to the commander of Corps 0 should be filled by a suitable person, so he chose the guy who was mentioned as a candidate for commander of the corps? So, if you have Ed skills, you can easily put most guys in trouble…

“I brought a new cube. “It’s a slightly unique cube called the Mirror Cube.”

“oh.”

“And…”

He glances to the side, breaking into a cold sweat.

Since he was still standing in the hallway with the door open, I had no idea what he was looking at.

Eventually, Ed swallowed dry saliva and slowly opened his mouth.

“…The Demon King has come to visit.”

“oh.”

…oh?

“If you’re not busy, would it be okay for a moment?”

Jerk. With the sound of heavy footsteps, someone familiar entered the room.

After taking a quick look around the room, the sight turns to me sitting on the bed, and then curves brightly like a half moon.

After a moment of silence, after understanding the situation, I threw down the pillow I was hugging and stood up.

Why is the Demon King here? I didn’t get into an accident this time…

…but there is one thing that bothers me.

“Are you sure it’s about that intruder?”

“that’s right.”

As expected, he smiled happily and gestured towards the door, as if he had not disappointed his expectations.

“I have something to say about that. “If it’s okay, let’s go see the prisoner together for a while.”

Doesn’t that mean we should go to the dungeon together?

What’s going on? Could it be that the intruder said something strange about me? Since they were the same person, they must have had some credibility.

I don’t know what it is, but I don’t want to die in vain like this. I glanced back at Ed with the intention of asking him to save me.

And I could clearly see him avoiding my eyes.

Damn you.

There was not a single ray of light in the dungeon. It was even wet.

Yes, I ended up getting dragged in.

“open it.”

With one word from the Demon King, the iron bars that seemed sturdy opened at once.

The soldier who opened the door bows and disappears when told to leave.

The Demon King, who was looking at the back, turned his gaze and looked at the ‘human’ in the prison.

The intruder, who was now covered in blood, glared at him with harsh eyes, but the Demon King paid him no heed and strode in and knelt down in front of him.

“Deon.”

The real name came about because I was bitten by those around me.

At the same time, the intruder’s gaze turned towards me.

The look in their eyes is that they want to chew me up if they can. Maybe it’s because of my mood that his eyes look more murderous when he looks at me than when he looks at the devil.

Either way, the Demon King roughly pulled up the intruder’s hair and turned his head to look at me.

“Take a good look at this guy. Doesn’t something feel familiar?”

I don’t know much about it, except that I’m a human…

When I answered in silence, the Demon King began to explain step by step as if he was trying to give me a hint.

“Even though I am a human, it is a power that becomes particularly strong against me, a powerless ‘demon lord’ who can defeat most demons alone.”

I heard that the guy’s body was in a mess, but it looks like he was playing with it.

But that’s not important now. After hearing the Demon King’s explanation, my expression hardened without realizing it.

“No way…”

“Yes.”

The Demon King, who let go of his hair as if tossing it, laughed, shaking off his bloody hands.

“The dregs of a hero. In the empire, they are called fragments of heroes and praised—”

“…Heroes.”

“It’s not even funny.”

***

A warrior has two choices when he dies.

If I were to give priority to just one of them, it would be to spread the ‘power of the hero’, which will crumble away upon death, across the entire continent to create, even if only slightly, someone who can take on the Demon King.

It would be nice if the power itself could be completely transferred to one person, but it cannot be transferred during life, and the hero’s power begins to crumble upon death, so in the end, all that can be done is to scatter the fragments and retain some of the hero’s power at the cost of dying anyway. All we have to do is create those who have it.

The empire tried to gather those with such fragments, calling them ‘heroes’.

Of course, the title ‘Hero’ was not given to just anyone. Unofficially, all those with ‘Fragments of Heroes’ are called heroes, but officially, only those with outstanding abilities and outstanding achievements are given the title ‘Hero’, giving them a different level of glory.

Unfortunately, the person covered in blood in front of me was an ‘electron’.

‘Fragments of a hero who did not become an official hero.’

Even though he couldn’t be called a ‘hero’, he was called a ‘hero candidate’. It would be a waste to use it carelessly and throw it away.

That kind of guy broke into the Demon King’s Castle.

‘Why on earth?’

The bright red eyes shine with a creepy light.

The emotions reflected at first glance are none other than confusion and doubt.

It is not a simple curiosity such as why or how they came here. It was a question about something incomprehensible.

There is no reason for a hero candidate to come here. He did not contain any message, seemed to have no particular purpose other than eliminating demons, including the Demon King, and decisively attacked Deon himself.

‘Why did you attack me? ‘What reason is contained here?’

──What on earth is ‘he’ thinking?

“…Therefore, there will be a corps commander meeting this afternoon. “I’ll go out to meet you in person, so I’ll see you later.”

“….”

In response to no response, the Demon King stood up and looked at Deon.

He doesn’t even blink his eyes.

It looks like he’s deep in thought. His usually stern expression became even more stern and stood still.

‘I don’t think I have any intention of going up together.’

He shook his head inwardly and spoke vaguely with the intention of confirming.

“Are you planning on staying a little longer?”

“yes.”

“Okay then, let’s wait outside.”

The demon king who left the cage slowly disappeared.

…The worries are over.

Deon, who had been assessing the distance by the sound of receding footsteps, lowered his gaze and looked at the intruder.

Dry eyes with no clear meaning. Red eyes, shining as if soaked in blood, look at the intruder.

However, the intruder did not avoid his gaze. Instead, he raised his head stiffly and glared at Deon.

Those eyes were full of obvious hatred and anger, based on a feeling of betrayal.

Eventually, the blood-covered lips slowly opened.

“Deon Hardt.”

It’s been a while since I heard your full name.

A strange look appeared in Deon’s eyes.

The intruder gritted his teeth and spit out the words as if chewing them with boiling anger, hatred, and cold resentment.

“You traitorous bastard.”

“….”

Aha.

This is the answer.

The eyes, which had been narrowed and strained, relax as if steam had escaped. In the same way, the voice, with all the tension gone, uttered the words in a flowing voice.

“You are a loser.”

“what?”

He wasn’t worth worrying about. I just wasted my time.

As if there was no value in answering the stupid question, Deon asked the question without hiding the pitiful look in his eyes.

“What crime did you commit?”

“What nonsense from earlier! Discarded card? “What a sin!”

“What did you do to offend the emperor?”

“gibberish! Your Majesty has given me an important mission! “If I was out of sight, you wouldn’t have given me the mission!”

Even as he said that, his eyes began to tremble slightly as if something was stabbing him somewhere.

In a space where the only light is a candle that seems ready to go out at any moment, Deon quickly catches the trembling and climbs over the iron bars and enters the prison.

Like the devil, he knelt down in front of the intruder and unlike the devil, he did nothing.

I just quietly looked at him

and said.

“No, the fact that you called me a ‘traitor’ is proof of that. “You fell out of favor with the emperor and are now abandoned like this.”

“That can’t be possible…”

Deon, who pointed out the reality in a quiet voice as if teaching, decided that there was no need to waste any more time here and stood up.

A conclusion has been reached.

There is no need to save this guy. No, it would definitely be better to kill him.

However, knowing that he did not have the authority to decide this, Deon looked down at him and raised the corners of his mouth.

Next, a powerful voice with the intention of being heard by someone rang through the basement.

“Your Majesty knows everything.”

“!”

After seeing the guy’s eyes widen, Deon turned around without looking any further.

A fierce struggle followed behind my back.

“This emperor bastard!!”

This is truly shallow loyalty.

Deon, who was walking with a sneer on his lips, stopped when he saw the Demon Lord waiting for him at the entrance to the dungeon.

The Demon King, who was looking at his expressionless face as if asking when he had laughed, slowly opened his mouth.

“I heard.”

He then says with a helpless laugh.

“It’s too much. If you say that, I have no choice but to kill him. Still, if I do it well, I might be able to use it somewhere. “You did that on purpose, right?”

“….”

“That’s enough. I said it inside, but you didn’t seem to hear it, so I’ll say it again. There is a corps commander meeting scheduled for this afternoon. “I plan to pick you up myself, so please wait in your room.”

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I’m Not That Kind of Talent

I’m Not That Kind of Talent

Score 8.2
Status: Completed Type: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
A talented individual who is respected by many and welcomed everywhere… Not at all! A bloodthirsty battle fanatic who knows no defeat! However, he is usually kind and gentle, as well as a great boss and a subordinate who does not make a fuss! That’s what people think of me, but in reality, I’m a sickly person who struggles to get by in everyday life, let alone in battles. Due to excessive stress, I vomit blood. If I’m shocked, I vomit blood. Even if I’m slightly startled, I vomit blood. For no reason at all, I vomit blood… No, it’s about time everyone realized that I’m weak, but for some reason, they continue to have a strange misunderstanding about me. So… I used to be strong—no, I still am, but for some reason my body was damaged and I can no longer use 100% of my skills? Is it because my body will be unable to withstand it? And the reason for it is… a spell? A curse? This is ridiculous!

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