Chapter 489
The desolate atmosphere of the outlaws sitting on a boat of small size and peeking at the people next to them with a sidelong glance and being wary was really fresh and worthy of being fucked.
It is serious even considering the situation of walking on the sea relying on three or four shining lanterns in the thick darkness.
On average, Carl Kansi said that many of the guys headed for the demons are at the end of their lives, but as soon as they put their heads out of the boat, they were filled with remorse and looked so gloomy, as if they were going to dive.
“It’s not usually this gloomy. There are quite a few people who go over to do business. But today, it’s like this.”
In that sense, it was a very good harvest to have a conversation with Carl Kansi and build a friendship.
The crew and the captain of the ship had the superstition that they would survive as little as possible once they boarded the ship, and all the other passengers laughed and chatted as if they were in charge of the ship’s vitality alone, not caring about it even though they were all dead as if they were going to die soon. am.
“I’m dirty dogs are dirty and noisy.”
Of course, among the gloomy bastards, there were those who felt sorry for such liveliness, but Carl Kansi was always relaxed.
“The sea at night is dirty and cold.
Confidence that comes from your skills.
Knowing well that the other person can’t do anything except make fun of him, he is rather calm even though he was cursed at.
Contrary to the thought that a fistfight would come and go once in a while, it didn’t even escalate into a verbal fight. Later, I heard that he was famous in the tunnels with a strange nickname of ’20 sword knife khansi’.
“It’s a nickname given to me because my claws are as sharp as blades. Since there are many people born in Itthiel, there are exaggerated descriptions of them compared to the ten swords of the king.”
“It’s a really stupid nickname.”
“Hahaha! You know what! But even if you’re an idiot, it’s fun, right? So I left it alone.”
Indeed it was. When he put his hands and feet together and wiggled his fingers and toes, I laughed too.
“By the way, why are you really going to the demon tribe? Is someone really going to kill you by stealing money and splashing?”
After some time had elapsed as they chatted about such trivial topics for a long time, Carl Kansey mentioned again what had been passed off as a joke before leaving. Seeing as I mentioned earlier that there was not much chance to see a consistently strong guy, it seemed like he was quite curious about why a guy like me was doing this.
“No. To see a friend. He said he needs help.”
As long as it wasn’t for the details, it didn’t matter, so when I told him the truth in moderation, Carl Kansey opened his usual round eyes even more in admiration.
“Oh my God, you must be a very important friend? To the point of smuggling.”
“In many ways… he’s an important friend.”
Because she is a saint of the Demonic Church and is the same as the leader of the rebels who are rebelling inside the demonic realm.
Carl Kansi, who was stroking the bottom of my neck at my appropriate chuimsae and pondered for a moment, continued to ask questions with his ears perked up.
“Even if I’m like this, I have wide feet in the Demons’ Territory? It’s fate that we met like this… Maybe we can help quite a bit if we just offer a reasonable price?”
When I arrived at the Demonic Territory, I was unemployed and tried to find a job right away.
“Yes? What form of help?”
“Finding people who are hiding through networking, or giving shortcuts. The customer is from the mainland. Wouldn’t it be necessary to have a reliable guide on the way for the first time?”
The former was meaningless because Saint Deoni was too openly revealing her presence, but the latter was a bit different.
“There’s a gate. Rather, I know it’s more than inland.”
It’s not like ignorant tourists, and there’s a gate, so why make such an offer?
To the question I asked, wondering if the conditions for using the gate were different from ours so that no one could use it, Carl Kansi replied with a subtle smile.
“Woah, you seem to have a lot of money. It was as you said… but it’s a little different now. The inside of the demons is chaos itself.”
“chaos?”
Carl Kansi nodded lightly, looked around and said, ‘Don’t look too surprised.’ He whispered in my ear with the lowest possible voice.
“The Demonic Church has declared a holy war against the Demon King’s army.”
I expected something I already knew to come out, so I thought it would be more difficult to act surprised, but fortunately, thanks to Carl Kansi’s whisper, which was much quieter than I expected, I was able to be surprised there.
“That’s… amazing.”
It wasn’t the sound of some ant footsteps, and I never imagined that I would be able to speak so quietly. Fortunately, Carl Kansi nodded slightly, assuming that my reaction was based on his own information.
“It is said that now is the historical moment when the demon tribes, which have been united as one for a long time, are splitting apart. Because of that, you can go to the gate somewhere and not go anywhere, of course, are you the leader of the demon king’s army, or are you a cult fanatic? I talk a lot. Maybe the customer’s friend got caught up in something like that and asked for help. Have you heard anything?”
I wondered if it was for the purpose of trying to figure out something, but I decided to put my doubts aside for a while because I was talking about it as if it were my own business. Still, I didn’t trust enough to tell everything, so this time I only said what I could say in moderation.
“I don’t know. Rencie… I’ve heard that it’s in a city called something.”
However, he did not mention the exact city name. Even memorizing that complex name correctly seemed suspicious, so I used my brain, but Carl Kansi took the bait very well.
“Lanceie? Wasn’t it possible that Rengie was named Epagasierra?”
“Ah, right. That must have been the name. It was filthy complicated. Do you know it?”
“I know. Now that’s where the big incident started.”
While bursting into laughter, Carl Kansi, who pondered for a moment with a rather serious expression, spoke earnestly with a face and voice completely devoid of laughter.
“Guest, this may seem like a solicitation, but first of all, don’t be too surprised this time.
“And why? What is the origin of this great incident?”
“That’s the main headquarters of the Demonic Church. It seems that a customer’s friend is stuck there and asked for help. Maybe it’s someone related to the Demonic Church.”
Fortunately, this time, thanks to Carl Kansi’s reasonable reasoning, I was able to be moderately surprised.
“Even though I have acquaintances in the headquarters of the Demonic Church… what do you mean by something related to the Demonic Church?”
“As I said, the Demonic Church and the Demon Lord’s Army are in the process of biting, but the Church is strangely pushing back. In fact, because of that, the Devil’s Army supporters raise their voices more. ‘The Devil really protected you and declared a holy war. If not, does it make sense for you guys to lose!’ in that way.”
For a moment, the Confucianism within me… no, Epa stood up with hope and nodded, barely holding back the thought of almost swinging her three-inch tongue.
Come to think of it, even in the report, strangely, there was a part where the divine power was not working. If that’s true, it seems impossible to ignore the possibility that something similar to the pseudo-sanctuary used by the illusion wizards has become a weapon and spreads throughout the Demon Spirit.
“It seems that the faith within the demons has fallen to the bottom.”
“I mean. I don’t know what the world is trying to do. I understand the position of the Demonic Church. If there’s a guy who says that in front of me, I’ll pull his jaw out.”
“If you insist on it, you’re swearing at your family, so that’s the way it is.”
Even though they are a race of beasts with various forms of animals to the extent that it is questionable whether they are the same race, the reason why they can unite as one is because of Cerro Repeati of hunting and wind, which lead to their ancestral gods.
In fact, it is often referred to as the god of hunting and beasts, and hunters also serve a lot of humans. My father also prayed separately after hunting, so it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he was a fairly universally believed god.
However, unlike those human races, the beastmen believe that the descendents of that god are living in 50,000 different forms, and they believe that their deceased ancestors become guardian spirits by Cerro Lipiti’s side.
So, in the end, cursing God in front of them is no different from cursing dead ancestors in their face.
When I casually mentioned that, Carl Kansi laughed broadly and then patted me on the back to express his liking.
“You must have been a very knowledgeable guest. I’m starting to like it.”
“I studied a little to live as free of prejudice as possible. Anyway, I understood what you said.”
He didn’t call me in the first place, he was just visiting me, but I really liked his attitude of trying to anticipate and give advice based on what I heard roughly.
Most of all, it was a great harvest to know that the gate moved unexpectedly thanks to Carl Kansi’s indiscretion. Among the advice written in the note was the use of certain city gates to some extent to save time.
“I want to get to that city as quickly as possible. Can you predict how long it will take?”
“If you can get on the gate, it’s a matter of seconds. But considering the fact that they’re fighting with each other in the middle… It’s a bit difficult with mediocre skills.”
“You mean you can.”
When I said what I had guessed from Carl Kansi’s attitude, he responded with a relaxed smile.
“15 days. If we can reduce more than that, we will pay an additional fee. Are you confident?”
His confident attitude was so pleasant that when he slightly provoked him, Carl Kansi slaps his knee and smiles before extending his hand.
“Let’s start by writing the contract when we arrive at the Demonic Territory.”
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