256. Is it me or you who killed the emotions? (3)
Of course, I know that’s not what I’m saying. Even though I had a premonition of this situation, I was unable to stop her in the end. Dernivan did not dare to reprimand her.
But things don’t always go as planned.
In my defense, I tried to stop him several times before carrying out his plan. Nevertheless, what can you do when you find yourself retreating at the touch of her sigh and falling to your knees in front of tears?
‘…If I were to give this a name, it would be love.’
Dernivan was insensitive to emotions, but not so foolish that he did not even know theory.
‘I can’t believe a living corpse can feel emotions.’
Oel, what the hell…
Dernivan is a demon from wolves. To be exact, it comes from a wolf ‘carcass’.
Like Ed, he is a demon born from the corpse of a living creature, but his path is completely different.
If Ed was created by mixing the corpse with other things as ‘material’ and completely reconstructed, Dernivan is closer to breathing life and strength into the corpse and moving around thinking and thinking, with only a slight change in appearance. It’s the same tree, but it’s the difference between being reborn into paper and cutting it into an appropriate shape and using it as a pillar.
“I still don’t understand you.”
Therefore, even though he was influenced by Orel’s lively attitude, his feelings were limited to towards her. Although he loves Ohel, he cannot empathize with her feelings and has no feelings for anything other than her.
‘….’
I pulled out the arrow stuck in the ground. I picked up the familiar bow that was rolling around on the floor, shot the monster above my head, and looked at Oel again.
Because it was a dishonorable death, look at this situation where even though he was a corps commander, he did not dare to officially clear up the traces. Who would think of her as a corps commander?
“But… you seemed satisfied, so I’ll think it’s done.”
I laughed when told that I had fulfilled my command. He said thank you for your hard work. As if that wasn’t enough, he even accepted death obediently.
So, even though it was an irrational behavior that I couldn’t understand, I just want to accept it.
furthermore.
“…The report was late, but the human baby was safely delivered to the former imperial doctor I mentioned last time.”
Because the thing I cannot understand more than anything else is myself.
“I checked what I brought into the house, so you won’t have to worry too much from now on.”
Have I been influenced by her without even realizing it, or is love really such an irrational emotion? I don’t know how many times I’ve done something out of character recently.
He reached out and began to collect the wreckage.
The infinitely sunken eyes do not reveal any emotions and only contain the miserable remains. Even though he was cleaning up the remains of his one-time lover and boss, his eyes were calm and unmoving.
“As you said, I will become the commander of the 5th Corps.”
A voice came out as calm as the eyes.
“I won’t throw away the strange things I’ve collected.”
As I’ve always said, I might have something to use someday.
In the human world, they say they’ll send you on a ride, but you probably don’t want that. I would prefer to use it later when I actually have something to use it for.
“I can’t understand the feelings you had, but…”
I only know the name ‘motherly love,’ but I still don’t know what it is.
I know that she shined dazzlingly while feeling that emotion.
“I respect your feelings.”
So how can we criticize and belittle her choice? It’s the result of those emotions.
This was also included in the reason for meekly accepting it even though I kept saying it was a foolish choice and that I couldn’t understand it.
‘…and above all…’
Dernivan stood up holding the recovered wreckage in his arms.
As I walked back, I softly kissed my lips. A passing wind stole his words and scattered them in the air.
A faint voice, like a whisper or a crumble, lingered in the empty space.
“i love you.”
Because I Love You.
The truth, which I realized too late when the subject had already left, quietly came out.
It was a truth that would never be mentioned again in the future.
***
Ohel died. I wasn’t surprised because I had expected it to some extent.
Deon will like it. The Demon King smiled as he calmly processed the related documents.
…More than that.
“He suddenly wanted to meet me, so I let him in, but…”
He put down his pen. The Demon King took his eyes off the document and looked up, his face covered in a cool atmosphere as if he had never smiled before.
Even so, in a situation where another corps commander has died and mental fatigue has built up from doing paperwork and dealing with monsters at the same time, who would welcome a visit request from someone who had a close relationship with the dead guy? Even just looking at it, things seem to be getting more and more annoying.
A sharp voice suddenly came out.
“What’s going on?”
“I would like to ask whether the currently vacant position of Commander of the 5th Corps has been tentatively appointed.”
A dry, calm voice returned, as if not caring about the other person’s feelings.
Ah, I see what the purpose is. The Demon King made a sour expression.
“What if there isn’t one?”
“I want to be in that position.”
“You’re proud.”
“….”
Under the Demon King’s intention, the air tightens as if under pressure. The cool eyes stared at the other person as if they could pierce through them.
Normally, he would have given up on his own at this point, but Dernivan stood firm and met the Demon King’s gaze.
As the eyes exchanged in silence for a while, the sharp energy gradually disappeared and the Demon King, who was looking at him silently, opened his mouth first.
“The 5th Legion mainly uses bows.”
“….”
“It doesn’t matter if the main weapons of the corps and the corps commander do not overlap, but it would be better for someone who can understand and utilize the corps well to become the corps commander.”
If the main weapon used is the same, it would be better because the basic understanding is laid at the foundation.
“Ed is an all-rounder, but compared to you, he is closer to a martial arts fighter…”
Dernivan, who read the positivity in the atmosphere, caught his eye.
“If you really have to choose the commander of the 5th Corps, then yes, it would be better for you to do it.”
Originally, I didn’t plan on picking it up.
I’m asking you to come here in person, but if you don’t want to be suspicious, I have to let you sit down. Isn’t that right, Deon?
It looks like the empty seats are being filled again. The Demon King smiled.
Regardless of the change in the Demon King’s expression, Dernivan, who had achieved his goal, bowed his head regardless.
“thank you.”
***
San Guo entered the Battle of Suseong.
Everyone was shocked for a moment as the tide seemed to ebb and flow in an instant, as if there was some signal. Geisitel, the commander of the 10th Corps, gave an order to quickly chase after them, but by the time they caught up, they had already reached the castle wall and were unable to get any closer due to the rain of arrows.
“What shall we do, Deon?”
“….”
The man with a strange plant hanging from his waist narrowed his eyes and looked at the castle wall, as if assessing something.
‘I think it would be possible to climb over the castle wall and open the castle gate on my own…’
The warrior’s body gives me confidence. If you put your mind to it, it won’t be difficult to overcome this war and conquer the human world.
…but.
Red eyes glanced at Geisitel.
‘…My goal now is not simply to destroy the Mountain Kingdom and conquer the human world.’
Deon Hartra secretly hid his hand behind his back and opened his mouth.
“First… build the siege tower and battering ram first. I heard they were all destroyed in the fight before I came.”
“All right!”
“Well, actually, I think they’ll crawl out on their own when they run out of food…”
I searched through my memories from some time ago and pulled out the information I received from 2nd Corps Commander D’Vellania.
“…I heard they were pumping groundwater and doing a little farming inside.”
Indeed, it was worth it for the king to stay even though the enemy was right around the corner. You couldn’t find a better environment than here.
From this point of view, the story is that once this point is breached, it will be over. You hit Bae Soo-jin, King.
He calmly played with the strange plant on his waist and opened his mouth.
“Gaisitel. It will take time to make siege weapons anyway, so I think I’ll give you another mission.”
“Just leave it to us! We’ll do our best!”
“…Yes. It’s nice to see you so motivated.”
Blood trickles at the edge of my vision. I pretended not to know and continued talking.
“Even if we are using groundwater water, Dan checked and found that the surrounding ground is moist. This means there is a high possibility that there is a waterway nearby. Take your troops and find it.”
“How can I find it?”
“Build a dam and redirect the waterway toward the castle.”
As soon as the dam bursts, the pouring water will wash away the castle.
I raised my head. The bright summer sunlight stung my eyes painfully against the backdrop of the high blue sky.
“It will soon be fall and harvest season will come.”
“If water enters the castle, the harvested crops will be damaged.”
Dan, who was quick-witted, received the message. Deon nodded.
“Meaning it doesn’t have to be powerful enough to wipe out houses or people.”
Harvested crops will spoil if they stay in moisture. It will be successful even if it only reaches the level of the knees.
Geisitel let out an exaggerated exclamation.
“I see! It’s you, Deon!”
“…Then let’s leave as soon as possible.”
“Yes, I understand!”
He turned around, looking full of motivation, and shouted to his subordinates.
“Did you hear? Master Deon is on the verge of death! Let’s go quickly, slave… no, subordinates!”
“….”
“….”
The group with rotten expressions disappears in a hurry, following Geisitel.
Dan, who had been quietly watching the scene, turned his head and looked at Deon, pretending not to have seen anything. He spoke calmly as he caught up with the steps heading towards the barracks.
“Even though they look like that, I know they are high-quality workers, but the only person who would use them for digging is the Master.”
“These guys have plenty of energy left, so they’ll finish it quickly.”
“Seriously?”
“….”
Deon arrived inside the barracks, cleared away the cloth at the entrance, and looked back at Dan.
“Get ready Chess. We’re going to meet the king soon.”
“…!”
Dan’s eyes widened.
If I’m not mistaken, the ‘king’ he was talking about was definitely…
‘…crazy.’
All kinds of questions rose up in my throat, like what I was thinking and whether I was really crazy. However, Dan opened his mouth as if he was about to speak, but stopped when he faced red eyes. The words that had come out had gone back in.
‘Ah, it was this human warrior.’
I am very impressed by the confident look in his eyes as if there is nothing stopping me.
Yes, I want to become a warrior, but who can stop me? Perhaps the reason I’m not going over the castle wall right now is because I have other thoughts. If you put your mind to it, you can overcome it.
The mouse was worried about the cat.
I nodded with a detached mind.
“I understand. Is there anything else you would like to order other than that?”
“Specifically…? If you have any useful information, please let me know.”
“Useful information…”
…I don’t know if it’s useful information, but when you say ‘information’, something comes to mind.
Dan, who was rolling his eyes as if calculating, recalling the heart-warming news that came in a little while ago, slowly sighed.
“I heard from Ed a little while ago that the commander of the 5th Corps has died.”
“If you are the commander of the 5th Corps… Oel?”
“yes.”
“Did he die from the commander of the 9th Corps?”
“yes. It seems like things went according to the Master’s expectations.”
It finally happened. Deon sneered. As
he stared at the blood welling up on his shins and near his knees, another piece of information was thrown as if this wasn’t the end.
“And the next 5th Corps Commander . It is said that he became Dernivan, who was an adjutant.” ”
… Next commander of the 5th Corps?”
“I heard you said you would go directly to the Demon King and do it.”
“Oh really?”
Dan, who was tidying up his bedding, heard a voice that seemed to have suddenly lost interest. He glanced back at him.
His blank eyes clearly showed that he had no interest in fiddling with his fingernails. There was nothing more to say anyway, so he gathered his words and looked at the monster still wrapped around Deon’s waist. “More than that, that thing on his side
. …Are you going to keep wearing it?”
“…Oh?”
Deon looked down at his waist in surprise, as if he had forgotten about it himself.
“…Music?”
