Retired Hero Wants To Sleep

Mission No.3 Little Devils (17)

“My son, my son! Sorry, Adventurer! Sorry!”

“No, sorry later, please explain the situation first.”

The visual of the owner kneeling down on the street at sunset and praying for his hands to become feet is perfect for misunderstanding. Thinking that he could be accused of being a scoundrel if he did well, Ebalt hurriedly raised his master.

“My son dragged all the adventurer’s horses and ran away!”

Ewald looked around.

The sun had gone to the horizon a long time ago, and the light was only streaming through the cracks in the windows of the house, which were tightly closed.

Deciding that it would be impossible to find anything in such a dark street, Ewald clicked his tongue and slightly distorted his face.

“It hurts.”

“Save me, help me, adventurer.”

Could someone kill someone for stealing a horse?

Ewald tapped his master’s arm lightly as if to reassure him.

“Well, as long as you come back tomorrow, that’s fine. If you scold me harshly…”

“That, not that… !”

I’ll wake up everyone in town

Ewald contemplated whether to stop him, but he bit his lip at the thought that he would be accused of being a kidnapper, and the innkeeper collapsed with a look of despair on his face.

“The village youths went to raid the bandits.”

“… Yes?”

“It looks like my son is also involved. I saw Dennis.”

With a dazed expression on his face, Ewald began to organize the situation.

“So, your son stole a horse, along with the young men in the neighborhood, and broke into the bandits, are you saying this?”

“That’s right. Ooh, ooh!”

Ewald, who was lost in thought for a moment, spat out a light voice.

“Nimiral.”

* * *

Pulling his chair back forward, Balt looked at the innkeeper with his arms resting on the back.

“Didn’t you say you didn’t know where the bandit or something was taking the people?”

Ebalt, who started ramming the innkeeper with a spirit of interrogation, had to shake his head at this crazy reality.

“I do not know. I really don’t know. But I know the young people were investigating.”

“Why do you guys do research?”

“That’s right, even the administrators have let go of their hands…”

Are you saying that the young people of the village were investigating a case that the administrative officer, a small local government agency, had let go? If that wasn’t enough, he stole the traveler’s horse and directly attacked the bandits?

‘Honestly, if the security was good enough for the administrator to take care of everything, the bandits wouldn’t have invaded.’

“I knew that my son was going around talking about finding out something a few days ago, but I never dreamed he would do something like this…”

There is no time to breathe. Ewald began digging for information.

“When was the last time the bandits attacked you?”

“It was about last week. About 20 people came down.”

If that’s the case, it means that there are at least 30 bandits.

Ewald, who spat out curse words at the recklessness of the youths who ran out to attack the street with 7 people, rather hoped that the youths would wander without finding the bandit’s lair.

However, being late due to wandering around for several days is not a very good situation for Ewald. He is in great trouble if he loses his way or his words.

In the end, he decided that the most reasonable thing would be to find the reckless youth as soon as possible. However, Ebald had to twitch his one lip at the fact that it was extremely tiring and irritating.

“Oh, adventurer. Please save my son. He is a one and only bastard.”

“Ha…”

“Me, as soon as the day dawns. How can you find me? Please.”

“It’s too late.”

Ewald looked back at Usbel.

“Shall I wake the kids? Shall I wake you up?”

“Quit it. It’s a transport yard, so waking it up is nothing but baggage?”

“Sure? So what do we do?”

Do you have an answer

“Aren’t you tired?”

“It’s lively, it’s up and running.”

“Let’s go.”

“Yah-ho!”

Usbel twirled her arm around. But her master turned her worried face to Ewald.

“Mo, adventurer, are you going now?”

“The sooner the better.”

“Two… Are you leaving?”

The owner asked with a face that doubled in worry.

Ebalt nodded his head.

“Gwa, are you okay?”

“I’m coming. Please take good care of the children.”

“That, that’s it…”

“Let’s go, Usbel!”

“Yah-ho!”

* * *

“Dennis!”

“Shh.”

The young man on the horse let the reins go, calming his horse. Starting with that, the other six horses slowly lost their speed.

“Hey, Dennis!”

“Quiet!”

A young man called Dennis quickly lit the torch.

Knowing the geography of his area like the palm of his hand, Dennis was looking for something, relying on the dim moonlight.

“… There is.”

“What, what?”

Dennis got off his horse and pointed his torch at something he had found.

It was revealed under Dennis’s light, and was in the shape of a man.

Dennis, who confirmed that it was lying on his stomach with numerous wounds, had to spit out curses without realizing it.

“It’s Yoris.”

“Yo, Joris?”

Dennis, who was looking at the dead body with an angry face, stepped on the tip of the torch to put it out and then got back on his horse.

“Are you really Yoris?”

“… Yoris is right. SiX, Yoris is right.”

“Then…”

An anxious wind blew past the seven young men.

And Dennis’ dry lips opened.

“Looks like you’ve come to the right place.”

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* * *

Ewald, who was walking quickly to the outskirts of town, explored the surroundings. He’s not looking for something, he’s just checking to see if there’s a person there.

Usbel still followed Ewald with a lively step.

And suddenly, Ewald’s mouth opened.

“Að kalla.”

A magic circle was drawn on the ground in front of Ebalt.

Is a summons

However, it was slightly smaller in size than the summoning circle that Ebalt had previously made. In addition, unlike the previous summoning circle, a pale blue light was emitted.

Ewald, who lightly formed a summoning circle, called out the summoned target.

“Fantom hestrinn.”

A sullen sound came from the summoning circle.

A head erupted from the summoning circle with a repulsive sound similar to that creepy sound you hear when you open an old door.

It was horsehair.

The bluish, translucent horse’s head rose up, and in an instant, a horse appeared above the summoning line.

The appearance is no different from a normal horse, but the translucent horse, engulfed in bluish flames as if it were on fire, was hardly an ordinary horse.

As soon as he saw that, Usbel clapped his hands.

“Wow, wow! It is a ghost horse!”

“This should do.”

Hitting the head of the ghost horse with blue eyes, Ewald bounced off the ground and climbed onto the ghost horse’s back.

The ghost horse carried Ebalt on its back without any resistance and rolled on the ground spitting blue breath.

It’s a scene that people who don’t know will be horrified to say that it’s a welcome article.

“Hey, why don’t you summon the kids one by one if you have something like this?”

“… Do you want to see the children being taken to the underworld?”

“Oh, right, right. If you don’t like them, then you are.”

Usbel, who had made an absurd remark to pass the ghost horses to the children one by one, which would disappear into the underworld if someone who had not been summoned, coughed and came up with an alternative solution.

“So what about djöfullinn hestrinn? What are they called here?”

“Hell?”

“Oh right. That’s it.”

“… Do you want to see a horse eat a man?”

“Ah…”

The hell horse had a characteristic of chewing on the rider if he didn’t like it.

Uthbel stuck out his tongue and slammed his head with one hand.

“… Pretending to be cute.”

hehehe.”

“Would you like me to pick something up? Can you follow me?”

Before Ebalt could finish his words, Usbel put a hand on his waist.

“Master, Master, I really like you.”

At that moment, black mist began to congeal all over Usbel’s body.

The mist clinging to the sides of his head, back, and buttocks dissipated with a thud.

“I will get angry if you ignore me.”

Demon King Usbel’s pupils returned to those of the demons.

Usbel, who had been touching and shaking his horns, wings, and tail, turned to Ebalt with the black hair and bright yellow eyes unique to demons.

“Even if you look at it like this, it’s Demon King Usbel.”

“… It did.”

On the plain covered with darkness, the ghost horse, its rider, and the little demon king who came up from hell were bathed in the moonlight, creating a truly terrifying atmosphere.

“Uppgötva líf is possible, right?”

“Sure.”

“… Does your tone seem to have changed?”

“Yes, yes?”

Although it is said to be the eerie eyes of a demon king, Usbel, whose disc is so cute, drew a smile worthy of a demon.

“I guess he’s excited because he’s back to his true self after a while.”

“… Let’s go.”

Ebalt put his hand on the back of the ghost horse’s neck and breathed his magic power into it.

Ghost Ma, who responded to that magic power, lifted his front paws without crying and soared into the sky.

An evil smile was drawn on Usbel’s face as he watched his master run through the sky towards the gloomy moon.

And at that moment, a pair of huge black demon wings spread behind Usbel’s back.

* * *

The pale moon, turning into a half moon, was embedded in the late night sky.

As they ran and flew through the night sky, the two of them scanned the plain spread far below with fierce eyes.

“Couldn’t it be this way?”

“… Annoying guys.”

Ewald, not knowing exactly the direction the young men had driven the horses, drove the ghost horse in a huge circle around the village.

Ewald, unable to use uppgötva líf, a magic that detects living beings, entrusted everything to Usbel’s search.

However, Usbel, who wanted to fly and manage mana at the same time, scanned the ground, filtering out any scattered or flickering sights.

“Not here, no. There are no big creatures at all?”

“It moves counterclockwise.”

“Yes, yes.”

Usbel’s huge wings carried the wind away.

The wind gently brushed her wings, gently brushing Usbel’s tiny body away from her back.

“I found it, I found it!”

Usbel’s fingers pointed to one spot.

Ewald turned the head of her ghost horse to where Usbel was heading.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course, of course. There are a lot of things, and there is something in front of them. Are they all about human size? There are even bigger ones.”

“How many are there?”

“That is… I can’t see very well from a distance. Shall we go?”

Ewald nodded her head and applied magic to the ghost horse.

The ghost horse shook her head wildly and started running away at high speed.

Usbel’s body, riding her wind, drew a large circle.

The wind whizzing by my ears roared my eardrums. The red dots that began to move closer to her Usbel’s eyes slowly, very slowly, swelled in size.

The ghost horse runs. Ewald’s cloak fluttered violently. The pale blue smoke produced by the ghost horse is scattered in the wind. And the devil’s large wings guide the ghost horse in a graceful movement.

“Is it still far?”

“Just a little, a little more.”

Usbel’s wings folded sharply.

Leaned by her wind, her Usbel’s body tilted slightly to the left, and she slid down towards the ground in her darting.

Ewald tilted the head of the ghost horse and followed closely behind her Usbel.

Her Usbel’s wings came into Ewald’s field of vision.

Orienting her correctly, Usbel spread her wings again and made a great circle. The faint moonlight reflects on her wings and seems to point her way to Ewald.

Ewald, who quickly caught up with Usbel, went down and down with Usbel in a big spiral.

“There you are, master.”

Usbel, pointing to the dark ground, slowly reduced his speed. Ewald also responded and caressed the ghost horse’s neck.

The ground still doesn’t look right. Keeping his nerves on edge, he kept his pace with Usbel.

“Ah?”

Usbel’s short exclamation came out.

“Master.”

“Why?”

“There is a horse we rode on.”

“Good.”

“However…”

Usbel’s voice sank.

“There is a human corpse.”