Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior Chapter 20

Playing with fire in the middle of the night (5)

A small circular shield flew through the air.

A disc that spins in the air and cuts through the wind as if gliding.

Anyone living on Earth in the 21st century would often think of a scene like throwing and catching a Frisbee in a park.

There is just one difference.

Nettle liquid!

That material is flying at the speed of a arrow shot from a bow, onto the wood that reinforced the outside of the railway.

Kkkkak!

Quad deuk!

A monster trying to attack a guard is hit by the killing Frisbee and is split into two pieces.

Dallen looked away after seeing that the body was rolling on the dirt floor of the back alley with its upper and lower body divided by the solar plexus.

Wow!

visor! visor!

“Aaaah!”

Screams and screams, the sound of weapons clashing and the eerie sound of crashing.

Hundreds of torches flickered in the narrow alleys, and blood and intestines littered the ground.

And even the guards and cultists who trample on it and engage in a bloody battle.

The southern district, which is often thought of as the Bronze District of the Labyrinth City, was a lawless area where you never knew when or where you might get stabbed.

“Ugh! “Aaaah!”

Kaaaaagh!

Wouldn’t it be a battlefield filled with shouts and screams like this?

‘But fortunately the security guard was on time.’

Dallen stroked his chin. Because it was such a hastily planned operation, I was worried that the security team might change their minds midway through.

From the Bronze Guard’s point of view, this operation, which involved only relying on Dallan, was in many ways a gamble.

‘It’s also a game where NPCs often cheat.’

But the Bronze Guard kept its promise.

Shortly after setting the building on fire with a spell-generated flame, Dallon could see hundreds of torches approaching from a distance.

Hundreds of guards approaching, slaughtering all the cultists that the apostles of retrograde had set up as guards.

Although the soldiers were well-armed and thoroughly trained, although they were not superhumans, they effectively drove back an army of cultists that were twice as large as themselves.

Of course, Dallon’s role also played a big role.

Because in the first place, he was the one who single-handedly dealt with the Sanghoeju, the most core force, and his army of monsters.

The cult members who came up to report the attack were not greeted by a commander who would lead them, but by a gunman who could kill hundreds of people with his bare hands.

The cultists, who belatedly recognized the internal enemy, sent dozens of additional troops, but the opponent was a warrior who cut down even the Sanghoeju in one blow.

Among the cultists who came up, not a single one came down, and the cultists had to fight while their command system was paralyzed.

As a bonus, Dallon received a lot of lost weapons and was able to throw them from a high-rise building and provide support in the right place on the battlefield.

‘Thanks to you, I leveled up.’

Even after defeating a group of merchants and monsters, the experience that was barely enough to level up was filled by acting as a turret on the battlefield.

Additional abilities were invested in physical strength.

Sigh.

Dallen picked up an appropriately sized axe. It was the last of the weapons left behind by the cultists.

Unlike the one I usually use, it has a slightly thicker and longer handle and a wider and larger ax head.

It was an ax made to be used as a main weapon or as a throwing weapon.

“hmm.”

Dallen scratched his chin for a moment and looked down at the battlefield.

In fact, it didn’t seem like his help was needed anymore.

Although the damage to the guards was severe, the cultist army was on the verge of being completely destroyed.

Except for a few places, most of them seemed to be winning.

Dallen decided to end the battle quickly by adding one more hand.

‘I’m starting to feel tired due to the regenerative factor of the dragon’s blood. ‘I need to finish it quickly and rest.’

Crack.

Dallen, who relieved his stiff shoulders and neck, found an appropriate spot on the battlefield and lightly stamped his feet.

Kwaang-!

His new model jumps up to twice the height of a five-story building and falls at a speed and weight that is not light at all.

Huuuuuuuuu-

The target was the largest group of remaining cultist troops.

Wow!

He crushed the three guys just by landing and stood up with steam rising from his legs.

The cult members widened their eyes as if they had seen an unbelievable sight.

Finally, one of the apostles shouted in a panicked voice.

“What what? who…!”

Suddenly!

Dallen didn’t bother to answer.

The head of the Gold Mask Apostle spinning through the air and falling.

Kwasik! Squeak!

Before his head even hit the ground.

“Aaaah!”

“Ugh… Wow!”

“Save me! monster!”

His ax began to flash and dance.

***

The battle was soon over.

Of course, what marked the finale was Dallen’s performance at the end.

Seeing Dallen crushing the cultist unit, including three apostles, with a single axe, the few cultist survivors abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

The scene of a battle that ended so quickly.

Dallen was leaning crookedly on the handle of the ax where his head had fallen, watching the security team clear up the scene.

“Get the bandages! If you don’t have it, tear the cloth and give it to me!”

“Those with minor injuries should only receive first aid and receive treatment when they return!”

“My my hand! “My hand…!”

“Where is the regeneration potion! “There is a seriously injured person here with a ruptured peritoneum!”

Although they achieved an overwhelming victory against a force that was almost twice their size, the Guard was not without damage.

A medic picking up the spilling intestines of a fellow soldier who had one of his limbs torn off and pouring potion dilution into it, even a child soldier crouching and shaking from the shock of battle.

The shadow of death spread everywhere, preventing the guards from even having time to celebrate their victory.

‘Maybe I should have received the potion from the elder wizard back then.’

An additional reward initially offered by Felber Valentino, the elder wizard of the Elgaia Tower.

The bag containing more than a dozen magic tower regeneration potions is probably the most necessary item on this battlefield, where even the potion dilution is being used sparingly.

Perhaps some of the soldiers who died before his eyes might not have died by his own choice.

‘……no.’

Dallen shook his head.

‘It is impossible to save all lives.’

He was human.

Humans who are no different from the soldiers over there who are screaming and moaning and looking for their mothers.

An Earthling who is nostalgic for his comfortable and comfortable life and is bored with this barbaric land.

He was no saint.

It wasn’t even God.

As an ordinary person, all he can do as he sees people dying before his eyes is a little help and a moment of silence.

If even that wasn’t possible because he wore this superhuman body, it wouldn’t have been strange at all if he had become one of the cold corpses lying there.

A person who set foot on this land and was not originally a resident of this land.

Dallen knew who he was.

‘And the promise received as a reward instead of a potion can save more lives later.’

In any case, he will try to save as many people as possible.

That wouldn’t be too far off from his path to avoid destruction.

Of course, the premise was within his capabilities.

If you, the only variable that can prevent destruction in the first place, die, won’t this world eventually turn into hell?

Crash. Crash.

As I was thinking that with a sullen expression on my face, I felt someone approaching me.

Dallen turned his head. A man was walking accompanied by several soldiers.

The attire of these soldiers was different from that of other guards.

Full body plate armor that looks expensive even though it is covered in blood and flesh.

A tattered robe with traces of wear and tear that did not suit him.

Dallen knew who they were as soon as he saw them.

‘Silent Company of the Bronze Guard.’

Strictly selected elite warriors who only take on or support special missions in the security corps.

Rag-like robes were their characteristic feature. Even though the robe he was first given was torn and torn through many fights, he was eventually able to wear it again and repair it.

‘In other words, the more the company members wear separate robes, the more veteran warriors they are.’

Dallen thought as he squinted at the ends of their tattered robes.

In fact, the combat power of the Silent Company is unrivaled compared to other units of the Guard.

Even in the fight just before, they broke through the battle line in pairs and took the lead, tearing apart the cultist camp.

It was no exaggeration to say that he was the most active after Dallen.

Crash.

The man who was walking ahead stopped in front of Dallon in a stern manner. He said.

“Are you the mercenary Dallon?”

Dallen nodded with slightly tired eyes. I was actually tired.

The aftereffects of regenerating the internal organs into dragon blood have just begun to come in earnest.

The man opened his mouth with an expression that did not change in response to his reaction.

“My name is Gawain, and I am in charge of the Silent Company of the Bronze Guard. “Thanks to your strategy and appropriate support, we were able to prevent the cultists’ attack in advance without significant damage to the security corps.”

The man slightly lowered his head with a blunt expression on his face.

“On behalf of the Bronze Guard, I would like to express our deepest gratitude.”

“Just thanks?”

“…….”

The silent company commander’s face darkened momentarily. Dallen laughed lowly.

“It was a joke. “I know the security corps doesn’t have enough gold coins.”

“You don’t look like a warrior from the north.”

“I often hear that I am good at speaking.”

“…….”

Gawain looked at a loss for words for a moment. Dallen said to him with a grin.

“I heard that you were the one who told my story to the elder wizard.”

“That’s right. “It was noticeable that each request entrusted to me through the Crow’s Nest information merchant was rewarded with results that exceeded expectations.”

He said as he looked back at the warehouse of the company, which was gradually being engulfed by the fire.

“And through this incident, I learned that your skills are better than I thought. “If you take on another request someday, please be kind to me.”

“Sure.”

Dallen nodded. He threw the ax handle on the floor and walked away.

Our work here is done.

I confirmed that the scene was under control and spoke with the commander of the silent company, whom I thought I should meet at least once for the future.

The security team will collect evidence from the Chamber of Commerce and find the apostles of retrograde hiding throughout the city.

Even small cults can handle a gathering on their own.

And he planned to personally visit and finish the rest of the silver masks, including the Great Master.

‘I guess I should rest first.’

Dallen took a step forward while holding on to his dizzy vision due to the aftermath of the dragon’s blood.

The silent company commander spoke as he passed by behind him.

“If possible, wear at least some armor. No matter how strong your body is, you never know when something might happen.”

Dallen didn’t turn around.

He just waved his hand over his shoulder.

***

Dallen entered the inn near dawn and spent the entire day in bed.

It wasn’t until he was greeted by morning sunlight in bed for the second time that he opened his eyes. My body, which was full of fatigue, had suddenly recovered and felt refreshed.

‘I guess this will be fine.’

Since my internal organs had been shaken, I was worried that there would be permanent aftereffects.

The superhuman body created with abilities and skills seemed like nothing at all.

Dallen ate a late breakfast and left the inn. The place he was heading to was the upper branch of Galios.

While communicating with the security team before attacking the Telia Merchant Club, Dallon made a request that was close to a demand to the merchant owner.

The request is to build a blacksmith shop next to the upper branch in a good location so that blacksmith LeVeron Ahakim can make a fresh start.

‘It’s time to get out of that shabby blacksmith shop in that alley.’

Merchant Volkmar hesitated for a moment, but when asked if he should pay for the life he saved, he immediately agreed to do so.

Coincidentally, there was a blacksmith shop for sale not far from the upper branch. The merchant immediately bought it.

And perhaps because Siena did a good job of mediating in the middle, the blacksmith contract was concluded on very favorable terms for LeVeron as well.

It was not a loss for Volkma either.

In any case, LeVeron will be reborn as a legendary craftsman in the near future, and his upper branch and leather workshop will also benefit many times over by being his neighbor.

‘It’s almost time to go get the armor.’

I had been overworking my body for too long without any meager armor or weapons.

Proper equipment was essential to reduce the side effects caused by imbalance in abilities.

Kang-! Kang-!

You can feel the heat along with the sound of hammers hitting from the front of the store. There were still a few items left on the stall.

Still, seeing as there is at least one high-quality weapon for each type, it seems like they were made and put out for promotional purposes for the store.

Dallen quietly entered the shop and glanced at the blacksmith who was hard at work.

Kang! Kang! Cheeeee-

Drops of sweat falling every time you hit the hammer. Eyes faintly filled with the resolve of a craftsman.

The face of the miserable loser from not long ago had already disappeared. Dallen slightly curled the corner of his mouth.

“Oh, Mr. Dallon?”

At that time, Penny, who was coming into the store with a heavy bag in both hands, spotted Dallan.

Dallen quietly lifted his index finger and placed it on his lips. He spoke in a low voice so as not to break the blacksmith’s concentration.

“I’ll just take the armor and weapons and go.”

“Uh, yes. But my uncle asked me to tell him when Mr. Dallon comes…”

“Please tell LeBaron that he will come back later.”

“Ah…yes, I understand.”

Penny said to wait a moment and went inside the store.

Among the disorganized ingots and tightly woven leather chains, she found a box and brought it back.

“This is a piece that my uncle created while staying up all night. Although it may be insignificant equipment compared to Mr. Dallon’s reputation right now, he added that he would ask us to wait a little while. He said he would work hard and become a craftsman who can make armor and weapons suitable for Mr. Dallon.”

Penny clasped her hands together and strengthened her resolve as if she were LeVeron.

Dallen laughed lowly as he looked at that. He opened the box.

It was a combination of leather and chain armor made to fit Dallen’s body shape perfectly

.

Additional iron plates were added to the chest, back and shoulders, and a short skirt with chains below the waist protected the lower body.

The box contained a set of leather vambraces with iron plates on the backs of the hands and wrists, sturdy-looking gaiters, and boots.

“I didn’t know exactly what you would prefer, so I made them by type.”

Penny said and pointed to the stall in front of the store. Dallen scratched his chin.

Was that something you made for me rather than to promote the store?

I held up a sword to test it and found that it was an excellent sword. A sword with a sharply sharpened blade and an impressive center of gravity.

It was a bit heavier than a normal sword, and it seemed like it was made to be heavy and strong on purpose for a strong person.

Dallen picked up a one-handed sword, a shield, and a hatchet from the display stand. He said.

“I guess there’s no need to wait.”

“yes?”

Penny’s eyes widened. Dallon added with a low laugh.

“This is already more than enough good equipment. “Please tell me thank you.”

“Uh, uh…”

“Next time, I will buy it at full price.”

Penny is filled with tears and can’t speak. Dallen, who had been laughing at her, suddenly hardened his expression and turned his head.

“……?”

Penny turned her head without realizing it.

There seemed to be nothing special on the street, only citizens coming and going.

All right. All right.

At that time, several guards on horses began to approach from a distance.

“It’s faster than expected. “This time too.”

Dallon muttered. Penny didn’t know what he was talking about.

Meanwhile, the cavalrymen who had approached jumped off their horses and approached Dallan.

Crash. Crash.

Plate armor covering the entire body. A rag-like robe draped over it.

The man in front took off his helmet and said to Dallen, who was looking at them with an expressionless face.

“Dallen. “I need your help sooner than I thought.”

“Are they cultists?”

The man nodded.

“They have gathered their remaining forces. District 8 of the Eastern District has already fallen into their hands.”