episode_0094

A man in shining armor and an old man in luxurious and extravagant clothes.

It was easy to tell which of the two was Rahbe.

Because the Pope is not going to stand in front and raise his shield.

“Hmm··· I came as you told me, but as expected, I wasn’t alone.”

I looked at the man who appeared to be a knight and spoke, but he just stared at me silently and said nothing.

Instead, Rahve’s voice was heard from behind him.

“Who are you?”

“If I told you I was an orc passing by… you wouldn’t believe me, right?”

“How cheeky! Could it be that Estelle released a monster?”

“That’s a bit harsh to call it a monster. Well… it’s not wrong, though.”

“You idiot. You seem like a strange orc, but do you think you can stand in my way? Take care of me!”

The man in armor seemed like Rahbe’s loyal subordinate, having followed him to the secret passage.

He gave off an extraordinary vibe and gradually closed the distance with his flawless posture.

“Ah··· I’m not really interested in that.”

“I’ll take care of it right away, whether you’re interested or not.”

“You seem pretty cautious for something like that.”

The tone coming out from between the hidden helmets was quite deep.

It was a voice that made it clear that there was a scarred man inside without even having to take off his helmet.

He was holding up his shield and preparing to swing his sword as if he was going to kill me without fail.

“Since I have been given the task of escorting Rahvenim, as the commander of the Holy Knights, I will definitely cut off your head.”

As the commander of the Knights… no matter how much I think about it, it’s burdensome.

It’s a mistake to fight the commander of the paladins when you’re already struggling against the paladins.

But he closed the distance to some extent and then suddenly charged at me. At a speed that made it impossible to even run away.

“Die!”

“I can’t help it···”

Just before the man ran towards me.

When I was just one step away, a hot wind blew across my cheek.

“Keueueeeek―!”

The commander of the paladin was hit directly by a huge ball of flame flying in from the side and was blown further than Rahve, who was standing behind him, and crashed into the wall.

In the sudden turn of events, Rahbe simply opened his mouth wide in bewilderment.

“Do··· What the heck···!”

It’s surprising. The commander of the Paladins must have been someone he trusted.

But everyone was vulnerable to a surprise attack.

“I wish I could fight fair and square with the guy who got stuck there, but unfortunately, I’m an orc, so I can’t do that kind of annoying thing.”

“Yeah··· Did you do it···?”

“No way. Orcs can’t use magic, right?”

“Then···”

At that moment, the blonde beauty who had been waiting behind the wall appeared.

Rahbe muttered, looking at her pointed ears, more incredulous than before.

“Elf···!”

“I blew it away when it pounced on me. Are you hurt anywhere? Croton.”

“Ah··· Thanks to you, I survived.”

Aisha’s appearance as she ran to Angela as soon as she received the letter she had asked for was still beautiful.

She ran her golden hair through her hair and looked me up and down carefully to make sure I hadn’t sparked anything.

“Thank goodness. I was worried that Croton might have gotten hurt.”

“You don’t have to worry about burns, they can be recovered.”

“But I came here to help you, so I can’t hurt you instead.”

Aisha was the reinforcement called to execute Rahbeh.

Even if they met in a secret passage, it would be difficult for an orc alone to cut off the Pope’s head.

But it would be a different story if a high elf with excellent magical abilities helped.

“Oh···Orcs and elves···What the heck···!”

“I am not a simple elf, but a high elf. And since you tried to hurt Croton, you deserve to die.”

Aisha gave off such a murderous aura around her that even I flinched at that moment.

It seemed that he was quite annoyed by the attempt to attack me, as his usual kindness was nowhere to be seen.

Rather, it felt even scarier compared to his usual appearance.

Rahve, the target of her murder, looked at her with a mixture of bewilderment and fear.

“K··· Croton··· Are you talking about that orc···!”

His embarrassment was natural.

High elves, known as a beautiful and noble race, were speaking respectfully to people like orcs.

But I had no obligation to explain anything to him and I didn’t intend to bother him.

“What’s the use of knowing that? You’re going to die anyway.”

“Oh my god―! That··· I won’t leave it like that! ”

This time, I spoke to Rahve in the opposite way from before, and then I heard a voice behind me.

That voice also sounded very painful.

The commander of the paladin who had been hit by the wall quickly pulled himself together and raised his shield in front of Rahbe again.

“You look so sick, you’re amazing for moving.”

It wasn’t for nothing that knights were likened to cockroaches.

As expected of a knight who symbolized vitality and defense, he used recovery magic for a moment, and then his breathing, which had seemed painful, returned to normal.

And then he ran at me in the same posture as before. This time, he seemed determined not to let his guard down.

“I’ll block magic with this shield!”

“Um… Is that so?”

The commander of the paladin’s target was not me, but Aisha.

It was a move made with the judgment that if I dealt with her first, who was obviously a magician, I could deal with someone like her easily.

But the result was similar to before.

A cool breeze brushed across my cheek, sending the rushing knight commander flying into the wall beside me.

“Keuuugh―!”

He was kicked in the side and let out a painful groan as if the air was being sucked out of his lungs.

As expected of a knight, he wouldn’t die from that, but Aisha mercilessly stabbed him in the stomach with a huge fireball as if she was determined to finish him off.

“Ugh―! Ugh― ”

A sound similar to the death moans of a beast echoes through the underground passage.

Rahbe was so shocked that he couldn’t say anything, just staring blankly at the knight commander who was flinching while pinned against the wall.

But the protagonist of the kick shook his sky-blue hair once as if he didn’t care at all and approached me.

“Still a great kick, Ahmet.”

“That···is that so···thank you···”

Amet clumsily expresses his emotions, unlike when he kicks them coolly.

Her appearance was so lovely that I wanted to pat her on the head, but there was still work to be done.

“Then please wait a moment. I can just deal with that guy and then leave.”

He approaches Rahbe with brisk strides, holding a hammer in his hand.

He was at a loss, and when he realized the situation belatedly, he trembled in fear and took a step back.

“Oh··· Don’t come···!”

He was the embodiment of corruption and an ugly sight for a pope of such a large religious order.

Every time I took a step closer, he took a few steps back, and then his legs gave out and he fell backwards.

“Kuaaaat···! I··· If you let me go, I’ll give you anything···!”

“Anything?”

“That··· That’s right···! Even you, an orc, will enjoy a life of wealth and honor!”

“I’m not really interested in money.”

“Then···! Woman··· I’ll let you hug a woman to your heart’s content···!”

“I like that, but you don’t seem to have that ability. You’ll be chased by the royal army since you’ve become this kind of a piece of shit.”

“I can do it if I use my abilities! Even the Kingdom of Zeoph won’t be able to easily touch me once I get out of here!”

“Really? Then I guess I should kill him quickly.”

For a moment, Rahbe’s face became distorted like a crumpled piece of paper. As if to ask why he had asked in that case.

“Yes··· I’ll give you anything you want!”

“Okay. I was just wondering what you guys were kicking around for that bother you.”

“What the hell···!”

Rahbe, who was about to swear in an unpopular manner, shut his mouth as soon as I raised the hammer.

“Well··· There is one thing. Then I will spare your life.”

“That··· That···I’ll do anything···!”

“Surviving my attacks is the condition for my life.”

“What the hell is that···”

“Hold on tight.”

He raises the hammer high in the sky and swings it down with all his might.

Rahbe raised his arm in an attempt to somehow reduce the damage, but that wasn’t my target.

A vital spot that every man has. The groin area of the lower body.

I struck that part hard with all my might.

“ Wha···!”

They say that when you’re in so much pain you can’t even scream properly. That’s exactly what Rahbe looked like right now.

He hit the back of his head on the floor with a thud, unable to even hold onto the crushed area.

“Living is a waste.”

Whether it was a concussion or something else, it seemed clear that Rahbe had gone to the side of his god.