The Seventh Prince Runs Away from Awkward Situations Chapter 140 : Chapter 140

Chapter 140 - Result

People often said the thing that decided victory or defeat in a fight was montum.

I agreed with that to so extent too.

But that was only in a one-on-one fight.

Once it beca one against many, the chances of it taking effect beca extrely low.

Even if the leader knocked down like this, unless he received help from soone, he would die.

Confidence was not so drug. There was no way confidence alone could create the strength to deal with the two remaining orcs.

The leader did not seem foolish enough to be unable to make even that much calculation.

“Kkwek!!! Die!!!”

Had my evaluation of him been too generous?

I stepped aside to avoid the leader, who naturally rushed in aiming for my neck.

The sound of wind made by his rusty sword brushed past my ear along with the pressure of the air.

As if he did not want to drag things out any longer, the leader’s attacks continued one after another.

Every movent was filled with strength, and I could feel his intense determination to use this chance to cut off my neck.

Judging by the grim expression on his face as he clenched his teeth, it also seed like he had a lot built up against .

Avoiding the leader’s attacks was not that difficult.

Compared to Ratel or Jing, his attack patterns were extrely simple, and I had no reason to be overwheld by his montum from the start like the other orcs.

There was also the fact that after the third attack, his attack speed slowed noticeably.

The problem was that the other orcs had also noticed that the leader’s breathing had begun to fall apart.

The remaining two, who had briefly retreated from the leader’s fierce attacks, began creeping closer within my field of vision.

After dodging the leader’s sword as it flew toward my neck without giving up, I deliberately put a large distance between us and backed toward the two orcs.

The bastards who had been preparing to attack the leader scattered to avoid .

But there was no way we could hold out like this for long.

If the leader’s movents grew any more sluggish here, there would be no reason for the three orcs to hesitate any longer.

Many things had already gone wrong because of the leader's bastard's appearance.

My plan to cleanly shove all three orcs into the pit had gone down the drain, and the chance to test the half-wit had flown away too.

In the first place, the reason this bastard was reacting so excessively was probably also because he was conscious of the half-wit’s gaze.

Had the repeated blows to his pride in front of the half-wit finally exploded in this way?

Even if the half-wit saw a bastard like that, there was no way he could regain the sa dignity he had once possessed as a leader.

Well, even if that were the case, I could no longer let him keep doing this.

It was ti to stop the leader’s bravado-filled struggle.

Unfortunately for the excited bastard, my purpose from the beginning had been to send those three orcs far away.

As long as I shoved them into the pit according to the original plan, everything would be over.

After confirming the bastards who were steadily creeping closer while following and the leader well, I quietly shifted my gaze toward the entrance of the pit from the original work.

And at the presence of soone I had not expected, I had to feel a chill run down the back of my neck.

It was the half-wit.

To be exact, it was the half-wit standing completely still at the destination where I was leading the three orcs.

A curse ca out on its own.

Why are you there?

As I had expected, the half-wit did not seem interested in the leader’s fight at all. He was staring at the ground as if possessed.

Whether that bastard looked at the leader with eyes full of respect, or gave him no more attention than a passing dog, none of that mattered.

What mattered was the place where he was standing right now.

What mattered even more was the fact that he had made a decision while I had taken my eyes off him for a mont.

And what mattered even more than that was the fact that, after breaking through the fifty-percent chance, the side he had chosen was the dud.

If he fell down there, it would be like returning to the starting point right in front of the goal.

I urgently turned my body to grab the half-wit.

But I could not even touch him with the tips of my fingers.

With only a few steps left, the leader’s sword cut in from behind, right beside my shoulder.

At the sa ti as I felt pain, I instinctively twisted directions, so my arm did not fall off, but the rusty sword finally succeeded in staining itself with my blood.

The burning pain lasted only a mont. The wound quickly healed.

“Kkwek!! Next ti, I’ll cut off your neck for sure!!”

The bastard shouted, completely thrilled.

Looking at that triumphant face, irritation slowly began to rise in .

What was so great about that leader’s position that he was so obsessed with it?

After briefly catching my breath with a sigh, I turned around exactly as I was and began running.

“Kkwek!!! Running away won’t help you!!”

Perhaps convinced of his victory when I showed him my back, the bastard began chasing .

Can that bastard not see anything else?

While I was drawing the leader’s attention, the two orcs who had been waiting for an opportunity were approaching.

Did he not understand that even if he cut off my neck, he could not handle those two alone?

When I lowered my waist to dodge the leader’s sword flying from behind, a kick followed imdiately this ti.

Thanks to that, I avoided the leader’s attack almost as if I were rolling forward, then raised my head and checked the half-wit once again.

Whether he had been possessed by sothing or was simply acting out of curiosity, the bastard had a vacant look on his face as he leaned halfway into the pit.

Even if I ran farther from here, there was no way I could reach him before he fell in.

When I stopped walking and sat down quietly on the ground, the leader, convinced of his victory, snorted.

I turned my gaze over the bastard’s shoulder.

The two orcs were rushing toward the leader without missing their chance, and behind them, I saw Ratel.

As if to keep his promise to stay still, he was standing there annoyingly with his arms crossed.

Judging by his rather foul expression, perhaps he was waiting for to ask him to save this ti too.

If his intention was to take my side in the fight against the leader, then I was grateful, but the help I needed right now was not rely to beat one senile orc.

I urgently opened my mouth.

“Kkwek, Ratel, pull the half-wit out!”

With my shout toward Ratel, the positions of the leader and changed.

Almost frighteningly fast, the gazes of two orcs locked onto .

re wariness toward an outsider and killing intent toward soone who had to be killed had different weight.

In their gleaming eyes were greed, appetite, and a little confusion.

It seed they could not decide whom to attack: the talking orc who was not originally the leader, or the instinct telling them they had to devour .

To help those bastards make their choice, I opened my mouth again.

“Kkwek, what are you doing?!”

At my words urging him, Ratel, who had been about to co toward , furrowed his brow and stopped moving.

You said you’d do what I told you this ti, didn’t you?

When I pressed him with my eyes, the bastard let out a small sigh.

Perhaps deciding to keep his own words, Ratel turned his body.

In the anti, the half-wit had already disappeared into the pit.

How far down had he sunk?

The mont I thought that if it was an awkward depth to pull him out from, it might be better to let him sink all the way to the bottom instead—

Ratel arrived at the pit and reached in without hesitation.

The bastard shoved his arm in until his face nearly touched the ground, then imdiately pulled his body backward with all his strength.

“Kkwek......! Puhek!!”

The well-soaked half-wit rose back up while coughing out his breath.

Ratel frowned and shoved the bastard, who was spitting out water, aside as if throwing him away.

Fortunately, the leader did not notice Ratel’s abnormal brute strength.

That was thanks to one of the three orcs, who had approached before I knew it, grabbing the leader and clinging to him.

The leader clung to , and the three orcs that had attacked that bastard tangled together in one place, frantically clawing at and trying to bite one another.

I had briefly forgotten while traveling with the leader, but these bastards were monsters.

No different from savage beasts, no, creatures with habits more ferocious than beasts.

What was unfortunate here was that I, too, could not be free from that ss.

I swallowed a sigh and tore one of the three bastards clinging to the leader away.

The orc, without even the slightest trace of reason to be found, snapped its mouth at as if it no longer cared who its opponent was.

Before the bastard’s teeth could touch , I threw him to the side.

But the bastard, thrown down onto the ground, showed no sign of exhaustion as he got back up and prepared to charge again.

I kicked him in the jaw once more so he could not rise, then grabbed the leader by the scruff of the neck and lifted him, putting distance between him and the remaining bastards.

“Kkwek!!!”

The leader, no different from the other orcs, also bared his teeth at , but after I struck him once on the head, he seed to regain so of his senses.

“Kkwek, get a hold of yourself. Kkwek, unless you want to die here together with the half-wit.”

The leader, his jaw knocked askew, blinked a few tis, then looked back and forth between , Ratel, and the half-wit.

When the bastard let the strength leave his body, dragging him beca much easier, and I sped up toward Ratel and the half-wit.

When Ratel’s eyes t mine as I ran with a tail behind , he twitched his eyebrows.

What are you going to do now?

In the question he asked with his eyes, there was also the rather tempting proposal that perhaps it would be better to just kill all three of those bastards like this.

Instead of nodding, I pointed with my chin toward the side that was not a dud.

“Kkwek, there’s an entrance on the right! Kkwek, drag the half-wit and go in!”

Ratel looked down at the opposite side of the pit the half-wit had tried to jump into.

That side likewise boasted a darkness so deep that its depth could not be asured.

“Kkwek, you won’t drown, so don’t worry and just go in! Kkwek, I can swim!!”

As if my urging displeased him, Ratel furrowed his brow.

“I won’t drown even without your help.”

As if proving his words, Ratel dragged the half-wit and stepped into the pit.

“Kkwek!!”

Held by Ratel as he was dragged into the pit, the half-wit cried out as if asking them to hear his opinion too, but it did not last long.

After taking one deep breath, Ratel gave the half-wit no ti to prepare and jumped straight into the pit.

After confirming that Ratel and the half-wit had sunk, I stood still while breathing hard.

“Kkwek!! I can go in on my own, so let go!!”

Perhaps he had now given up on killing , because the leader struggled to tear away the arm holding him.

I looked down at the bastard.

“Kkwek, no, you can’t. You’re going with .”

“Kkwe, kkwek, what does that an?”

“Kkwek, what are you doing? Hold your breath.”

“Kkwek, I’m asking what that ans!”

Anxiety seeped into the bastard’s voice as he felt my grip tightening around his neck.

What did it an?

It ant you and I had drawn the dud.

Before the leader could start struggling again, I dragged him with and threw myself into the deep, deep pit.

“Kkweeeek!!! You're crazy......!!”

The leader’s scream was a little noisy, but it soon changed into the sound of bubbles underwater, so it did not matter.

Thanks to that, I also heard the three splashing sounds that followed very clearly.

After confirming that the three orcs had followed and the leader down, I held the leader firmly and sank deep, deeper still.

Toward the place where the rugged path planned for us was waiting.