Chapter 141 : Not You
Once I was subrged to the top of my head, that familiar voice naturally began tornting again.
[Keep the promise.]
That fucking promise again.
If it wanted the promise kept so badly, it should be talking to the person involved, not .
I had no intention whatsoever of being bound to so strange contract just because an ancestor had failed to keep a promise.
And it wasn’t even my real ancestor’s debt, but the debt of Ran Abalan’s distant ancestor.
But no matter how much I shouted that I renounced the inheritance, the voice in my head showed no sign of growing any quieter.
The one fortunate thing was that right now, there were quite a few things that could scatter my attention.
For example, the leader, who couldn’t even swim and was still flailing desperately, or the two orcs who likewise couldn’t swim and had chased after us simply to devour the boss.
Forcing myself to pretend I couldn’t hear the voice in my head, I checked the two bastards sinking after and went down, down.
Because the ratio between my torso and legs was different from when I was human, it felt a little awkward, but the water still favored more than those two who couldn’t swim.
The distance between and the two orcs gradually widened.
This distance was not ant to help escape from them.
Well, ultimately, it might be right, but for now, it was a distance ant to buy ti.
I had to reach the end of the pit before those bastards did.
The farther I went, the rougher and more complex the surrounding terrain beca.
The shape continued as if huge sections of rock had been carved out.
This ant the end was approaching.
Since I was just beginning to run short on breath, I felt relieved and moved my feet a little faster.
And at last, the tips of my outstretched fingers touched solid rock.
When I stopped moving forward, the leader, who had been dragged along helplessly as I led him, raised his head.
After discovering the blocked path, the horrified bastard opened his mouth.
Watching the breath he had been holding bubble out, I clicked my tongue.
He still needed to hold out a little longer.
Whether I furrowed my brow or not, his eyes noisily pressed .
What are you going to do now?!
Ignoring that irritating gaze, I snatched away the old, rusty sword he had sohow not let go of even while being dragged along.
What did he an, what was I going to do?
There was only one set path.
Over the leader’s shoulder, I saw that while we had been lingering, the two orcs had caught up close behind us.
Without hesitating any further, I drove the leader’s sword into the center of the rock.
***
Naturally, the miracle of a new path suddenly opening just because I stabbed a sword into a wall once did not occur.
The leader looked at pathetically, as if I had tried to break a rock with an egg, but I ignored him, pulled the sword out, and drove it into the rock again.
Yes, I hadn’t expected to solve the situation with two sword strikes like soone in the original work either.
In the first place, I did not have a companion beside hyperventilating from oxygen deficiency.
The leader looked at in despair as I began digging through the solid wall.
He must have thought I had gone mad, suddenly doing sothing reckless in a situation where we were already short on breath.
Ignoring the leader’s gaze, I silently focused on hacking at the wall.
A new space existed beyond what looked like this blocked wall.
I was certain because I could feel the sword pierce through the wall and cross to the other side all the way to my fingertips.
If we fell once, we would have to start our journey over again from sowhere far from the original destination, but that was only when we fell downward.
After suffering through all kinds of hardships to barely get this far, I had no intention of being obediently swept away.
The leader, who realized quite quickly that struggling would only waste his stamina and breath, watched what I was doing with a face that had given up on everything, then glanced back.
The bastard’s mory must have been about the sa as a goldfish’s.
When he found the two orcs that had approached close enough for them to see each other’s expressions, he opened his mouth again and let out his breath.
The bastard urgently reached out to take back his sword, but I swung it once and brushed away his obstructive hand.
Nothing good would co from floundering in panic.
Just like wasting a chance to swing the sword rely to restrain the leader.
The bastard, who still could not get a hold of himself, moved to snatch the sword again.
If he could not control that fighting spirit, then I should let him do as he pleased.
I showed him the consideration of throwing him at the two approaching orcs.
The leader seed moved as well.
Seeing as he opened his mouth wide to thank even while wasting his insufficient breath.
Finally freed from the leader’s interference, I ignored the water pressure squeezing my lungs and raised the sword high.
THUNK!
The mont I drove the sword in with all my strength one last ti, cracks finally began slowly spreading between the rocks.
After confirming that water was being sucked faintly through the gap, I pulled the sword out.
No longer clinging to the wall with the sword embedded in it, I began kicking the cracked section.
Because of the buoyancy, I could not build up proper speed, but it was definitely effective.
After confirming that the cracks were widening more and more, I put strength into each kick and struck the wall.
anwhile, the leader, who had flown in front of the two orcs, was floundering desperately to avoid the hands reaching toward him.
The leader, whose attachnt to life was impressive, kicked off the wall again this ti as well and changed direction to avoid the enemy’s grasp.
Whether they had been angered to the limit, or whether those bastards were also similarly short on breath, the two orcs surrounding the leader from both sides finished preparing their final attack.
The leader’s eyes shook violently with his escape route blocked.
The mont I kicked the wall one more ti, the two orcs rushed toward him at the sa ti, as if neither wanted to be second.
Feeling the current being sucked strongly beneath my feet, I reached out and grabbed the leader by the scruff of the neck.
The two orcs collided and tangled together in the space where the leader had been.
They tried to shove each other aside to grab the leader again, but it did not go as they wished.
The fierce current swept over them.
The water was finally draining out.
I held onto the leader as he was about to be swept away and endured.
Why is a bastard with only one arm so heavy?
As it felt like my arm might be torn off, the voice echoing in my head repeated its warning to without growing tired.
[Keep the promise.]
Ignoring that ridiculous urging, I put even more strength into my arm.
At the weight and headache that made my teeth clench on their own, I was tempted for a mont to simply let the bastard go.
Fortunately, the water ran out before my patience did.
The force of the water striking my whole body weakened, and finally, I had enough leeway to move.
Relying on my mory, I groped around and turned my head.
After pressing my face against the wall several tis, I barely managed to push my face into a space between the walls.
The mont I was freed from the water pressing down on my airway, I sucked in oxygen like a madman.
Though even the stagnant oxygen was thin, so it did not have much effect.
Feeling my breath clog again, I roughly shook off the water and looked down.
The leader's bastard's situation was not all that different.
I pulled the bastard, who was just short of losing his breath, up.
Since I only had one hand, it was too much to lift the heavy leader all the way into the space in the wall, but his instinct to live covered the remaining distance on its own.
The bastard hurriedly shoved his face into the empty space and desperately breathed in.
“Kkwe, kkwek......!”
Feeling his stiffened body go limp, I let out a sigh.
No matter how many tis he acted as if his breath was about to cut off, he was a bastard who stubbornly survived.
“Kkwek......! Why did you save ?!”
His life remained, but his sanity had not returned, and he asked roughly.
“Kkwek, oxygen is precious, so shut your mouth.”
When I answered because it felt like a waste of breath for him to spend it just to ask sothing like that, I felt strength enter the bastard’s body again.
“Kkwek, after spending too long with that human, did you start wanting to imitate those bastards? Kkwek, you’ve completely lost your mind.”
For a mont, I debated whether it would be better to knock the bastard unconscious rather than listen to him babble nonsense, but I stopped myself.
If I did that, I would be the one who had to carry an unconscious bastard back up once all the water drained.
While letting the bastard’s endlessly chattering voice flow in one ear and out the other, I waited for the water to drain completely.
The weaker the stream beca, the easier it was to breathe, but the leader’s voice also grew louder.
“Kkwek, why didn’t you kill those three bastards who got swept away? Kkwek, you could’ve dealt with them easily!”
At last, the bastard’s question even reached why I had not killed the orcs who had already been swept away.
He really had so many questions.
How did he live his whole life stuck inside a cave when he was this interested in his surroundings?
Instead of answering, I quietly loosened the strength in the arm holding him.
Startled by the sensation of his body dropping again, the bastard scread.
“Kkwek!! What are you doing?!”
“Kkwek, I told you you’re noisy.”
“Kkwek! Answer ! Kkwek, I asked why you saved !!”
Whether he did not understand the warning that I would drop him if he did not shut up, or whether he was pretending not to, the bastard asked persistently.
“Kkwek, I didn’t save you.”
“Kkwek, then what do you call holding onto right now?”
“Kkwek, this?”
When I pretended to loosen my hand once more, I felt the bastard panic and cling to the wall.
“Kkwek, if you’re playing around with my life right now......”
“Kkwek, you’re the one who played around first.”
I cut off the bastard’s low warning.
Thanks to the current, now so weak it was almost impossible to feel, I could clearly hear the bastard snort.
“Kkwek, what do you an, I played around?”
“Kkwek, you didn’t keep your word that you’d follow what I said, and you didn’t keep your promise to free from the other orcs after regaining the leader’s position either.”
When I pointed out the shaless attack the bastard had made a little while ago, the leader finally went quiet.
It was not that I particularly wanted to bla him.
I had not trusted him in the first place.
I only wanted the bastard to shut his mouth for a while.
“Kkwek, now you can’t call the human above a liar anymore.”
“Kkwek, that’s different!”
“Kkwek, how is it different?”
“Kkwek, because you were trying to kill the half-wit first! Kkwek! You were going to kill the one bastard left and cut off all my arms and legs!”
Only then did I recall the scene the leader had first encountered after coming back.
I had been driving the remaining orcs and the half-wit into one corner.
“Kkwek, I had no intention of killing him. Kkwek, if I had, I would’ve shoved him into this pit together with you.”
By now, the half-wit was probably out of the safe pit on the opposite side together with Ratel.
“......Kkwek, are you saying everything was part of your plan?”
The leader asked in a voice full of suspicion.
“Kkwek, yes. Kkwek, in the first place, what would I do with your remaining arms and legs after cutting them off? Kkwek, even now, killing you alone isn’t any work at all.”
When I shook my arm, the bastard’s scream rang out from below.
I felt no sympathy.
Even if I accepted that he had attacked because he thought I would kill the half-wit, the fact that he had aid for my neck afterward must have simply been his choice to remove an opponent who threatened his position as boss.
When I stopped teasing the leader, I felt him pant for breath.
“Kkwek, so not killing those three bastards was also all sothing you did because you needed to?”
This ti, I decided to simply keep my mouth shut at a question that was not worth answering.
Of course it was because I needed to.
Among the things I had done so far, only a handful had no purpose behind them.
I saved the leader because it would be troubleso if he died.
If I killed those bastards, more orcs would gather, and in the end, just like before—
If that happened, then again......
“Kkwek!!”
While answering the question in my heart, I suddenly heard the leader’s scream from below.
At the sa ti, the weight on my arm grew heavier.
Thanks to the change in weight that felt as if my arm might be torn off, my head grasped the situation before my eyes could help .
One of the three bastards, the one with an extraordinary amount of persistence, seed to have remained.
-Kkweeeek!!!
Together with the cry of the enemy strongly asserting its presence, the leader began thrashing.
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