The Seventh Prince Runs Away from Awkward Situations Chapter 132 : Chapter 132

Chapter 132 - Fool or Genius

As the leader's aningless wariness disappeared, the march of the three orcs and one human, for whom an unreasonable advance was also no longer necessary, beca calr than before.

Although a single scream from the half-wit, who occasionally lost his footing, burst out occasionally, it was practically a silent march compared to before.

However, we could not let go of the string of tension.

Because on an already rough journey, one risk factor—the sudden overflowing of water—was practically added.

The water surrounding the island was acting up on its own.

Even though neither Ratel nor I used any power while climbing the wall.

Because we could not know the rules, we could not let go of the string of wariness.

No matter how much it was said that parts deviating from the original work had occurred, still, all incidents had their own causes.

There must be a cause this ti too.

The thing that could have an impact is…… the holy object.

There was a possibility that sothing happened to the holy object.

It newly ca to mind what Jing and Ria, who were separated, might be doing around this ti.

If it were Jing, he would not have forgotten the command I gave.

He probably wouldn't have recklessly approached or touched the holy object.

As long as Ratel was on the island, he might have co to save him, but there was no way he would have departed for Limis first.

However, since the situation was that the power existing in this world was going wild overall…….

I checked Ratel with a sidelong glance.

“What?”

How wide was his angle of vision; he noticed my gaze right away.

“Kkwek, let us hurry a bit more. Kkwek, so you can do your ‘role’ even a mont sooner.”

“Kkwek, finally I will see the sight of that arrogant human dying!”

Looking as if he felt entirely relieved on the inside, the leader, who intervened in the conversation, glared at Ratel and smiled fishily.

There was no way he would know that the mont Ratel finished his role was the mont his own life would fly away.

“Kkwek, I am already delighted just thinking about watching the sight of you dying miserably.”

“Indeed, I am looking forward to it too.”

The leader, who had been excitedly provoking him, faltered at Ratel's answer.

“Kkwek, what is there for you to look forward to?”

“Because before that, I will be able to watch you faltering and collapsing while trying to protect that great boss position.”

As Ratel answered while staring straight into his eyes, blood rushed to the leader's green complexion.

Despite being the one who picked a fight first, the guy who was spectacularly defeated in the verbal argunt ground his teeth.

“Kkwek, you damn bastard……!”

Gurgle.

It was a sound that dampened the spirit of the leader, who seed like he would lunge at Ratel at any mont.

With a dejected face, the leader turned his gaze toward the half-wit.

“Kkwek…….”

Looking down at his own stomach that was crying out without tact, the half-wit turned his head, feigning ignorance, when his eyes t mine.

Did doing that make it as if it never happened.

Gurgle.

Once again, a sound like thunder rang out from the half-wit's stomach.

“Kkwe, kkwek……!”

Surprised, the half-wit grabbed his stomach, but doing so could not possibly fill a hungry belly.

Indeed, extre hunger often visits after playing in the water.

“……Kkwek, we rest for a mont.”

Looking at the half-wit with eyes that had lost the will to fight, the leader eventually declared a rest with a sigh.

***

Gurgle.

The thunder ringing in the half-wit's stomach never stopped.

Because taking a rest did not an the hunger went away, and staying still did not an food would fall from the sky either.

When no one pointed out the sound ringing from his stomach, now the half-wit himself began to neglect his own gurgling sound.

When it reached the point where the gurgling sounds and rumbling sounds ford a harmony, Ratel, who had been lying down, raised his body.

“Kkwek!”

Whether he thought he would be hit for the cri of not properly keeping his stomach muscles in check, the half-wit flinched and defended his body with both arms.

However, as if he had no interest in the half-wit, Ratel flopped down in front of .

“Kkwek, what is it?”

Even at my question, without answering, he began to rummage through his clothes.

He pulled sothing out from the inner pocket of his robe.

It was thoroughly dried jerky.

It was not particularly surprising.

Because ever since becoming an orc, I could sll a faint scent of smoked at coming from his clothes.

I did not think he would be able to fill his stomach with just a few pieces of jerky, but it would be better than starving, at least.

Though I didn't know why he was making a point to eat it in front of .

My expectation that it was to provoke missed the mark.

Thanks to the piece of jerky he casually handed out in front of .

“What are you doing not taking it?”

When I stared down at it blankly, Ratel furrowed his brow and asked.

“Kkwek, no, because I didn't expect you to share.”

At my honest answer, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened further.

“How do you view people. I do not act so stingy with food.”

“Kkwek, where does being stingy or not co into play with this. Kkwek, it must be the last remaining food.”

“……Anyway, it's not like I am going to eat it alone, so just eat.”

Whether sothing suddenly offended him again, he handed the jerky over as if throwing it.

Well, if he was giving it, there was no reason not to take it.

“Kkwek, thanks anyway.”

As I tried to put the dried at into my mouth just like that after giving a word of thanks, I felt a stinging gaze beside .

Gulp.

When I turned my gaze at the unusually loud sound of swallowing saliva, I t the half-wit's burdenso eyes fixed on my hand.

“Aren't you going to turn your eyeballs away?”

At Ratel's threat, the half-wit's pupils headed toward the floor again.

I thought he said he didn't act stingy with food.

When I looked at Ratel, who changed his words so quickly, he ignored my gaze and chewed and swallowed the food chanically.

“Kkwek!”

The half-wit's gaze, which had been watching him with a sigh, headed toward this ti.

Although a sliver of expectation could be seen in his eyes, I wasn't good-natured enough to share my provisions.

It didn't seem like I would die from starving for a few als right now, so what for.

There was soone else here who truly seed like he would starve to death.

Such as the old orc who was lying on his back behind the half-wit, pretending to not hear anything.

That side truly seed like he would stubbornly insist on his pride and starve to death.

Because of my whim at the cliff, his already short lifespan might have been shaved off a bit too.

I split the jerky I was holding in half.

“Kkwek!!”

Passing by the half-wit, whose face lit up as if under so delusion, I threw half a piece of jerky in front of the leader.

“……Kkwek, what is this.”

“Kkwek, you were listening to everything. Kkwek, do not feign ignorance and just eat. Kkwek, because if you collapse here, there are no hands to carry you.”

At my warning, the leader snorted.

“Kkwek, I will not collapse from this much. Kkwek, eat a lot of the food given by humans yourself.”

Despite the leader's refusal, I did not retrieve the dried at.

It was half out of worry that if he truly collapsed from malnutrition, a more botherso thing would occur, and half out of certainty that he would voluntarily fold his pride a bit unless he wanted to starve to death like that.

“Kkwek, I would rather starve to death than receive help from a filthy human guy.”

The leader, who had been glancing at the jerky placed in front of him, muttered.

Boy, it was an obstinacy that made the filthy human listening feel bad.

“Then just die.”

“Kkwek, to starve to death with food right in front of your eyes, it is the most stupid death in the world.”

“Kkwek! Who are you calling stupid!”

When Ratel and I muttered, he threw a temper tantrum.

Even though he said it with his own mouth, what was he so dissatisfied with.

“Kkwek, what are you enduring hunger for? Kkwek, whether it was brought by a human, or prey caught by your subordinates, it is all the sa food.”

If I had to differentiate, the only difference was that human food suited my taste a bit better.

As I, who gradually beca bothered to even reply to his stubbornness, tossed half the jerky into my mouth without hesitation, I felt the leader quietly looking down at the jerky placed on the floor.

Whether he could neither ignore my words nor bring himself to accept and eat it, a hint of conflict flashed across his expression.

“Kkwek!!”

Making the leader's agony pale in comparison, there was a guy who snatched the jerky lying on the floor in a single breath.

Needless to say, it was the half-wit.

Following the dried at that was moving away from his field of vision with his eyes blankly for a mont, the leader let out a scream-like yell.

“Kkwek!! What did you listen to my words as!!”

The one-ard guy approached to take back the jerky from the half-wit's hand.

However, as if the sluggish movents he had shown so far were all a lie, the half-wit quickly tore into and ate the jerky.

The furious leader shouted again, but the half-wit, perhaps afraid the food put in his mouth might be taken away, vigorously chewed and swallowed the tough at.

The sound of the food going down his throat with a gulp was heard unusually loud.

“Kkwe, kkwek…….”

The guy who filled his hungry belly belatedly rolled his eyes as if reading the leader's countenance.

At that pitiful appearance, the leader's eyebrows shot up.

“Kkwek, this damn…….”

However, his anger could not burst out and misfired just like that.

Gurgle.

Because a sound as pitiful as the half-wit's face was heard from his stomach.

“…….”

The spirit of the leader, who was about to thunder at him, was dampened.

However, the mont he, whose anger had still not fully dissipated, opened his mouth to reproach the half-wit again.

The half-wit quickly shoved the jerky remaining in his mouth into the leader's mouth.

Gulp.

It was the sound of a piece of jerky that could not even be chewed going down the leader's throat.

The leader, who swallowed the piece of at that entered his mouth without realizing it, looked at the half-wit with a dejected face.

It was an expression with not even anger remaining now.

Since they had mutually eaten together, be it human food or whatever, it must have been awkward to get angry anymore.

“……Kkwek, do as you please.”

The leader, who backed away with a despondent expression, left the half-wit behind and moved to the corner of the wall.

“Kkwek, if you are done stuffing your face, get lost.”

The leader, who issued a command with an exhausted voice, sat down with a face full of fatigue.

Tossing and turning for a mont, he forcibly lifted his heavy eyelids and struggled to drive away the pouring sleep.

In the sudden silence, only the sowhat rough breathing of the leader guy filled the stillness.

That also did not last long.

Because as the consciousness of the guy who could not overco his fatigue grew dim, his rough breathing also regained stability.

How much ti passed since the wheezing, rough breathing sounds turned into intermittent snoring sounds.

“What are you going to do from now on?”

Ratel, who had been sitting motionless, opened his mouth first.

“Kkwek, what do you an do what? Kkwek, we are going to the food storage right now.”

“Not that. Until when are you going to feign ignorance of that half-wit.”

Ratel pointed with his chin at the half-wit, who had curled his body up and fallen asleep at a distance from us.

“Kkwek, did you notice?”

Indeed, I had been protecting him too blatantly.

***

I straightened my back that had been leaning against the wall.

“Kkwek, since when did you notice?”

“I suspected it from when you dissuaded when I tried to kill that half-wit. It also seed there might be a reason for continuously keeping those two together. Above all, because you did not use the easiest thod to make that one-ard guy listen.”

Ratel calmly continued his words, gesturing with his eyes toward the leader who had fallen asleep as if he had passed out.

“Pressing down with strength.”

He noticed quite early.

Seeing that he kept his mouth tightly shut despite that, it seed he tried to keep a minimum line no matter how much he acted like a ruffian.

Still, I felt a bit relieved by the minimum awareness he possessed as the protagonist of the novel.

No, thinking about it that way, the reason he blabbered exactly as he pleased was truly one hundred percent just to screw over, wasn't it?

My mood soured again.

“I am only curious about one thing. What that half-wit's usefulness is.”

Watching my expression turn strange, he laid out the purpose of opening his mouth that he had kept shut until now.

The expression of the guy asking was unusually resolute.

Indeed, soon after arriving at the food storage, he had to go outside the island according to the original plan.

I hadn't yet heard an answer that he would move according to the plan.

Thinking about the endless tug-of-war that would start again, it felt like my expression hardened on its own too.

I took a deep breath and slowly opened my mouth.

“Kkwek, your guess is probably correct.”

At my affirmation, he too looked at with a much more serious face.

Since that displeased-looking expression could never an he would ekly agree with , I tried to quickly continue my words before he laid out words of refusal.

Ratel, whether he could not see such effort of mine, opened his mouth at the sa ti.

In the end, it led to a result where both of us spat out the words we wanted to say first.

“Kkwek, I think the one who ate the leader's neck is the half-wit.”

“Do you really intend to live here?”

In preparation for Ratel's conversational style of only saying what he wanted to say again, the words I had prepared in advance retreated completely.

I wondered if it was a joke, but a playfulness that wasn't there originally could not suddenly be discovered on the face of a guy who was nothing but serious.

……What kind of nonsense is that guy spouting this ti?