Retired Hero Wants To Sleep

Mission No.3 Little Devils (19)

“This guy.”

“Aren’t you going down?”

Ewald, who was nearly 190 cm tall, glared at his opponent with a grinning expression.

“Yeah, Ino-Mum-Kak!”

Ewald’s combat boots were lodged in the abdomen of the man on the horse. The man, who didn’t even notice when Ewald had jumped, floated into the air.

Thanks to that, the man who couldn’t finish his words fell to the floor, but Ewald, who put down the rope he was holding, looked back at the bandit with eyes that could shoot even a beam of light and growled.

“If you move, it will pull out your spine.”

Having experienced all night that that person was a person worth picking up, the magicians began to take a rest, being careful about breathing.

However, the man who had not yet come to his senses staggered from his seat and spat out an angry voice belatedly.

“How dare this guy know who I am!”

“You bastard, do you know me?”

“Yeah man! I am favored by His Majesty the Emperor and rule Kaisenburg!”

Wow!

“That emperor is my friend, you bastard.”

The man hit by Ewald’s fist was blown away.

Hopefully I’ll clear the invoice.

The magicians resolved to live their lives grateful for the fact that Ewald’s anger was no longer directed at them.

“Are you sleeping? Aren’t you up?”

The man rolled across the ground with a face completely mangled in dust.

However, Ewald grabbed the man by the back of his neck.

Raising the man up as if helping him, Ewald brushed the dirt off his clothes and grabbed him by the collar.

“Yes, you look like you really want to die.”

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“I am Ewald Kitsuka, the vice-captain of the Continentaler Speer, the Imperial Guard.”

“… What?”

Ewald, who took out an Imperial Army badge from his bosom and held it in front of the man’s eyes, lightly shoved the man’s collar away, and the man stared intently at the badge Ewald took out, then gradually removed the blood from his face.

That golden badge is real no matter how you look at it. If so, this young man with a bad temper in front of me…

“Are you going to be a dispatcher?”

“Faaa”” Bah, it’s a dispatch officer”

“It looks like you haven’t figured out the situation yet. Hey, you son of a b*tch.”

Naturally, Ewald took a step closer to the man who couldn’t grasp the situation and thrust a face covered in annoyance.

“I took care of the bandit bandits all night and brought them back, you rotten bastard. I can’t treat you as a thank you. What? Which one is safe? Did you put gold on your mug?”

“Oh, no, that…”

“The bastard dispatcher who can’t even take responsibility for policing the village has a thick face. If you go back to this baby, I will tell Kasper as it is. ”

“No, that…”

“Shut up, take those bastards and get out.”

“No…”

“Go away.”

Ewald spun around. If I get more pissed off, I might have an accident.

The man, who was shaking all over with anxiety, looked at Ewald’s eyes, but Ewald, who was not interested in that, called Peonir.

“Pionir, record this as it is, and when you return to Rotume, raise the agenda to Kasper.”

“Are you all right, Captain? If he did, he would be in big trouble.”

Pionir’s sad eyes briefly turned to the man called the dispatcher, then returned to Ewald.

“What do you know?”

“Yo, please forgive me.”

The dispatcher, who had not been able to tell whether he had finally grasped the situation, lowered his head. However, Ewald opened his mouth in a businesslike voice.

“Who are you?”

“Sorry. I don’t know who I am…”

“No. You don’t have to know who I am. The bristles are so stiff, so I’m going to break it a little, so please feel free.”

“Sorry. I have committed a sin of death in front of my superiors.”

“Ugh, I’m not a bastard who risked my life for my position. If you can’t figure out what you did wrong, just go back and enjoy the rest of your life until you are dismissed. Whether I am imprisoned or exiled is none of my business.”

“Yo, forgive me!”

“Ah, are you saying that to Kasper?”

The crew came into Ewald’s eyes as he turned around without looking.

“Hey, you guys, don’t you wash? Do you want to go after lunch?”

The crew members, who had sparks for no reason, began to run away in groups.

However, with the determination to live, the dispatcher put his hands together and prayed.

“Please, please! Forgive me!”

Ewald happily nodded.

“Good.”

Lived!

The dispatcher bowed his head with the expression of gratitude on his face.

“Thank you…”

“Get down.”

“… Yes?”

The dispatcher, who raised his head with his bewildered face, caught his breath when he noticed Balt’s distorted expression.

“Would you like to hit the head?”

“No, that…”

“Yeah, beat. Hey Fior. Just put five coins on this bastard’s head.”

“All right.”

Fiornier nodded, took coins out of his coin pouch, and started stacking them.

“What are you doing?”

But Ebalt stretched out his finger and corrected Pionir’s behavior.

“Put it upright.”

“Ooooo!”

The coin pressed against the dispatcher’s forehead with terrifying pressure.

In the end, the dispatcher who put his head on top of the five coins standing vertically was letting out a little bit of a scream that he couldn’t even let out to his heart’s content.

A rare scene in the middle of the village was unfolding in the middle of the village, where the head of the village administration, the dispatcher, was banging his head as if he were being harassed, but the villagers, who could not bear to watch it openly, were giggling through the windows and peeping at this scene.

Ewald opened his mouth.

“Hey, dispatch officer.”

“Aww! No, please tell me.”

“Be polite, no matter who it is, you arrogant bastard. Wouldn’t it make you feel bad if I pushed you into a position without considering the circumstances?”

“I feel bad.”

“It’s not the same, it’s bad. Do you understand?”

“All right!”

“Don’t even try to classify people based on their position. Do you understand?”

“All right!”

“Can you do well?”

“Everything, of course you can do well.”

“Great.”

Ewald nodded his head with a satisfied expression.

“Then let’s stay like that for just five more minutes and then get up.”

* * *

“Trenrich.”

Felix looked away from the book he was reading.

“A guest has come.”

“Customer?”

Felix, who told me to bring him, closed the book.

However, no matter how much I thought about it, the thought that there would be no guests coming could not leave my head.

Felix, feeling quite tired, perhaps because he was concentrating on Schheim, prepared his tea.

“Trenrich-sama, may I go in?”

“Come in.”

Felix, who had been preparing his teacup, turned toward the door.

And Felix froze as it was.

“Trenrich?”

The attendant, who had come in with guests, opened his mouth, puzzled by Felix’s complexion.

“… Nope let me go away.”

“Shall we prepare refreshments?”

“No. Go back.”

“All right.”

The servant closed the door and disappeared. But the woman, the guest brought by her attendant, threw back her hood that was covering her head.

Felix opened her eyes fiercely as she held her teacup and saucer in her hands.

“… Who is this?”

“Deerssen. Jelena Dierssen.”

It was Zelena who invaded the dwarf realm and met Meister Dvahur.

Felix looked at her with her suspicious eyes.

“I didn’t ask because I didn’t know the name.”

Zelena smiled lightly.

“Long time no see, Felix.”

“It’s been a while.”

Felix, who had been looking at Zelena in an unfavorable manner, set her teacup down on her table.

“What on earth did you come to see me for?”

“Was it that strange to visit a disciple?”

“Isn’t that strange?”

Felix smirked.

“There are all teachers who directly visit the disciple who excommunicated them.”

“Is Lahaf well?”

“… If you have any business, I want you to finish it quickly.”

“It’s chilly.”

Zelena nodded her head.

“Looks like you got Schheim.”

In an instant, Felix’s pupils constricted sharply.

“… This is the first time.”

“Is this the first time?”

“It is.”

“Then the guy who reported to me lied.”

“Is this something I should be concerned about?”

Felix tilted the kettle, which had just begun to boil, and put the fragrant tea leaves into the cup.

“You should care.”

“Any reason for that?”

Felix, who slipped the teacup over to her Zelena, fixed her unchanging face on her.

“The guy I planted in Stett Kingdom reported the same. I mean Schheim headed here.”

“Interesting. Could it be that there is a spy planted here as well?”

“Should I tell you, Felix?”

Felix covered his lips with the tea water infused with the flowers.

But Felix couldn’t feel any scent.

“You don’t even say anything, but you don’t know.”

He’s done well so far.

After successfully slipping through Zelena’s judo newspaper, Felix put down the teacup.

“Is that why you came all the way here to ask if you got Schheim?”

“In order to see the cute disciple’s face.”

“You must be busy, but unfortunately I am sorry to give you bad news. I have never seen Schheim.”

“You didn’t see it. Can you think of it that way?”

“… What do you want to say?”

“It’s not something I want to do, there are things I want to hear.”

Zelena had a cold laugh.

“I have Schheim. Wouldn’t you like to say something like this?”

“You’ve come to the wrong place.”

“What…”

Zelena’s shoulders shrugged.

“I hope so.”

Instinctively, Felix’s eyes sharpened. And Zelena didn’t miss that moment.

However, Felix did not hide those eyes and turned them towards Zelena.

“I’m relieved that you don’t have it. Thank god.”

Felix shut his mouth instead of answering. If I say a word wrong here, Zelena will definitely notice her at once.

This is bait

‘Are you going to ask me?’

“I have never seen Schheim.”

“Okay. I’m still happy.”

They didn’t back down an inch from each other.

“You still talk excessively to yourself, Master.”

“You had a good tea.”

Zelena turned her body around.

“Are you dying?”

“Since I heard the answer I wanted, I should go back, right?”

“I’m so glad you did.”

“I am really fortunate.”

The air between the two people, who were engaged in a never-ending battle of nerves, froze.

Felix quickly shook his head.

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He didn’t find out he had Schheim. But he would have vaguely noticed. Her own mentor, Zelena, is a woman with an eerie sixth sense.

Even so, in the absence of physical evidence, Zelena had no card to provoke Felix any more.

“Then goodbye.”

“It should be. There is a long way to go.”

After slightly bending her knees to say hello, Zelena turned to her door with her relaxed smile.

Then, as if she remembered something, her Zelena’s body came back.

“Ah, yes. If you happen to pick up something like Schheim, you’ll have to be careful.”

“… Is that something you can pick up?”

“Especially for a machine like Zero.”

Zelena knows.

Felix intuitively sensed Zelena’s intentions. The fact that she said that she was Young-sik out of her mouth was her provocation.

But right now, it is Zelena who has the absolute psychological advantage.

“I will contact you when I pick it up.”

“You don’t need to contact me.”

She didn’t answer She gets hit when she answers now.

Felix gritted his teeth to endure the itching of her lips.

“I don’t want to get involved.”

“You’re getting caught up in it?”

As soon as he spat out the words, Felix, feeling sorry for him, bit his lip.

Zelena, who smiled at Felix’s wrinkled lips, smiled eerily.

“The Dwarves figured out that Schheim’s Spirit Sik was activated.”

Felix’s heart sank. In an instant, he felt cold sweat run down his back.

Felix clenched her fists, but Zelena turned a blind eye.

“I don’t know who owns Schheim, but what country does that ‘friend’ live in?”

Goosebumps ran through Felix’s body.

“You’ll have to prepare for a large-scale war with the dwarves.”