Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 139

Episode 139. Cooperation

Joshua, who had suffered all kinds of hardships on his way from the island to here, impulsively jumped out of the carriage.

In a way, it was natural.

Until now, he had been treated as a top noble in the system, but after he left the system to take the 'Advance Exam', he had suffered a series of hardships.

'Tricked by strange deserters, kidnapped… … .'

Lifting heavy loads, sleeping outdoors, pitching tents, taking down tents, and even fighting hordes of demons…

As he went through all kinds of hardships, Joshua's mind began to dull little by little.

Even the bald guy he was seeing for the first time kept insulting him.

Joshua, who had been living a noble life, was going crazy and jumping for joy.

'fu*k, fu*k!'

That's why I jumped out of the carriage like this.

Because he wanted to get revenge on the bald guy who looked down on him.

To denounce Yurian, who is trying to enter the Northern Front under a false identity.

To get even a little revenge on Yurian who made him like this.

That was the feeling I had.

'… … Look at that countertop.'

From inside the carriage, Joshua met Yurian's gaze, as if she was looking at him.

Cross-eyed, with no visible pupils.

Like ripples spreading across a calm surface of water, he was speaking quietly and secretly to himself.

'If I speak, look into those eyes that say they will take revenge somehow!'

In fact, Joshua thought, Yulian could overcome whatever he said.

I have no choice but to acknowledge his skills.

I also know that if I can't definitely cut off his breath, it's not wise to turn my back on him by talking nonsense.

However, it was only a little late in realizing it.

Joshua's mind was a little slower as he had been emotionally transformed by the physical pain he had endured for several days.

‘… … Ugh.’

Joshua sighed inwardly and began to weigh things.

What should I do?

What is the best decision at this moment?

It would obviously be a wrong choice to report everything to 'Wedge' and tell them about Yurian's infiltration.

It's okay for now, but if we decide to meet again later in the system…

Denggeng.

'I might get my throat cut.'

The 'Wedge' Knight, who had been tilting his head at Joshua, who was touching his neck to check if it was attached well, soon seemed to realize something and asked a question.

“Sir Joshua, are you by any chance a graduate of the Bayer Academy?”

“Uh…. But, why?”

“Ah, so you came here to finish your advanced exams and join the knight class late.”

Bayer Academy? Knight class?

'ah!'

Being a member of the Academy myself, I know what this 'wedge' guy is talking about.

This is about a group of academy knights who are about to graduate and have recently visited the northern front to gain experience.

“Yeah, yeah.”

Although it had nothing to do with the aspiring knight, Joshua nodded anyway.

Mistakes made as emotions become more intense.

Chewing the bitter taste in my mouth, I could only nod my head.

There's no way to escape that damn Yurian's gaze.

“Then, please follow me. I will personally guide you to the northern front.”

The only wedge at the checkpoint, having said so, motioned to another soldier to bring his horse.

“From now on, I will guide Sir Joshua. The remaining personnel, continue with the inspection.”

“Yes, I understand!”

“Get on, Sir Joshua.”

At the words of the wedge, Joshua nodded his head bewilderedly and climbed onto the saddle right behind him.

But I ended up being separated from Yulian, whom I wanted so badly.

'This uneasy feeling… What is it?'

***

“That fool is of help.”

As the only 'wedge' at the checkpoint began to fade away, Pelkor muttered from inside the carriage.

It's exactly as he said. This is the Northern Front, the frontier of frontiers, not the system.

That's why there are only a very small number of people who can recognize 'Yurien's' face. It was a great help to us to bring along one of them, 'Wedge'.

“The other two, are you by any chance accompanying Joshua?”

I got out of the carriage and said in response to another soldier's question while checking.

“No, this is the first time we’ve met.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, haha.”

I smiled briefly and handed over the pass I had received from Rooms.

The soldier who was looking at it closely looked at my face once.

By any chance, do you recognize me?

For some reason, I wanted to pull my hood down more, but I thought that would arouse more suspicion, so I tried my best to remain still and act as if nothing had happened.

“Erikson… Pantanya, is that right?”

Well, that wasn't the case.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Your speech is very polite. You seem like a noble.”

Because that's the vibe that's ingrained in me.

“The other one……”

“I am this person’s guide. Since I am from here, I was able to use that experience.”

Thud, thud.

As Pelkor led the giant out of the carriage, the soldiers' faces became tense.

Well, with that big body and that face, and even the bald head, it's impossible not to be scared.

“Uh…, mountain… enemy? No, a… knight, are you?”

“It used to be like that, but not anymore.”

The soldiers nodded at Pelkor's words.

I don't know if you're nodding because I'm not a knight or because I'm not a bandit.

After that, they checked the guy's pass and let him through.

“Thank you for your cooperation.”

“But that’s strange. Do you usually conduct checks like this? The checks at North Watch should be sufficient.”

I had a natural question.

I just can't understand why they're doing security checks on roads like this.

“Yes, that’s right. I don’t understand it either, but it’s an official document from the Northern Front Command.”

“If it’s the Supreme Command… did His Highness the Kaldrak himself give the order?”

The center of power on the Northern Front.

The one who manages the Supreme Command is, of course, the Third Prince, Kaldrak de Adratan.

‘Has this ever happened before?’

No matter how much I tried to recall old memories… … there was nothing.

'It's strange… … .'

In the first place, that gentleman, Kaldrak, would have tried to relieve himself of some of his duties at the 'General Headquarters' in order to return to the system as soon as possible.

Even though they came to take control of the military, if they leave the system for a long time, their influence will decline.

“Maybe… right…?”

“That’s strange. His Majesty the Kaldrak is probably planning to reduce his command force, send out only the wedges, and return to the system…….”

The soldier tilted his head slightly at my words.

“But you know a lot about it. Have you ever served on the Northern Front?”

The soldier expressed his doubts as to whether he had even listened closely to my monologue.

There was so much useless talk.

Just as I was thinking that.

“I served in the military. I told you everything about that time.”

Pelkor intervened.

“Aha… So you have experienced the harshness of the northern front.”

Once again, the soldier, having seen Pelkor's appearance, nodded as if he was finally convinced.

Somehow… …, it seemed as if he was scanning Pelkor’s head while mentioning ‘barrenness’.

***

After completing the inspection, the carriage arrived safely at its destination.

“Oh my, this is it, you’re a knight. It’s thanks to Sir Rooms, but you’re also under the knight’s protection… We go through all sorts of things in life.”

The merchant, who had overheard the conversation with the soldier and learned that I was a noble and that Pelkor was of knightly birth, thanked me and led the carriage into the inner part of the village.

After getting off the carriage, Felkor and I moved into the village of Gerlin, the front-line village.

“Ugh… Damn it’s cold.”

As I felt the cold cutting through the surface of my skin, I began to realize that I had arrived at the northern front.

Felcor, who was hunched over, cursed and followed the scenery of the village with his eyes.

“Damn the scenery, nothing has changed.”

I took a step forward, leaving the muttering Pelkor behind.

The scenery here, as Pelkor had said, had not changed at all.

A savage sight seen while playing <Let's Kill the Demon King Now>.

At the same time, a sense of foreboding is felt through the vague memories of 'Yurien'.

The two emotions were entangled and somehow created an unpleasant feeling, but there was no need to be intoxicated by such emotions right now.

“So… why did you come all the way to the Northern Front? Can you tell me now?”

While I was lost in thought, sorting out my thoughts, Pelkor spoke to me.

The question of why we came all the way to the northern front.

It would have been nice to just muddle through, but considering the effort I put into coming here, I think it would have been better to tell you.

“I came to chase the demon.”

“Demon… you mean?”

“Yes, it’s the triangle demon.”

Pelkor's face stiffened slightly at the word triangle.

A triangle demon called the 'One-Armed Demon'.

It is still a 'triangle', but it is a high-risk entity that could soon become a 'square'.

“Is it because of the mixed seating……?”

"no."

“Then why did you come all the way to such a barren place to chase the demon?”

Do you think I wanted to come here?

If we leave it alone, the northern front may collapse, right?

Event 'Calamity'. That means the danger to the Adratan Empire.

Honestly, even if the 'Adratan Empire' were to fall, I'm confident I wouldn't blink an eye.

After all, what matters is my safety.

'But if the northern front becomes dangerous, other countries will also become dangerous.'

Three great powers that divide the continent of Rosenda into three parts.

The Empire, the Holy Nation, and the Allies growl at each other, but they also act as a fence that protects each other.

The Northern Front is one such example.

‘Why do I have to go through this… … oh.’

In the end, the absence of 'Black Star' is the cause.

Knowing how the story's future will unfold, I have no choice but to stop it.

Oh my, this is my situation.

But I can't tell you everything.

So, I have no choice but to answer like this.

“For my ‘comfort’.”

An answer that encapsulates everything.

***

“Phew… It’s cold.”

Zahat, who was muttering to himself, felt steam forming on his fingertips.

In this small frontier town without an inn or tavern, there is no place for the foreigner Zahat to find comfort.

Because of that, Zahat, who had simply lit a bonfire on the road, had no choice but to rely on the small flame.

There was a sound of someone approaching him.

“Can I share a light with you?”

I'm familiar with that aura because I've recently had a conversation with that person in person.

Because of this, Zahat was able to accurately identify his opponent even though he couldn't see.

“As much as you want.”

As he answered, almost like a monologue, the two strangers sat down to warm themselves by the fire.

“You came all the way here to chase me, so are you really going to tell me that you didn’t come to catch me?”

“Huh huh…….”

A natural and innocent laughter.

Zahat almost frowned at Yurian's appearance.

Why did you follow me here when you told me the location of the 'one-armed demon'?

I can only wonder.

“I’ve changed my mind, I think you should come back to the system with me and turn yourself in.”

Zahat raised his head.

Actually, I didn't really think much about it because saying something like that seemed rather 'Yuri-like'.

The royal dog is, after all, a creature that sacrifices others to achieve success.

“Instead, I will help you catch the one-armed demon.”

However, Zahat couldn't help but be flustered by the words that followed.

Whatever the intention, it would certainly be helpful if there was cooperation from a character called 'Yurien'.

But how could a cold-blooded person who doesn't even show his emotions to others say something like that?

“……Do you pity me?”

The fate of having to kill the child who became a demon with one's own hands.

If it were right to pity myself for being in such a pitiful situation, I would feel a little annoyed.

Even if it rots, it's still a good tooth.

As a prosecutor who had been carrying the sword for a long time, he had not lived a life so weak that anyone would pity him.

“Then what will you do?”

But, those feelings melted away as Yulian answered so naturally and coolly.

“You have to accept that sympathy. Didn’t I say that last time? It’s not the strong who survive, but the living who are strong.”

“Then, you have made the choice of the strong.”

Zahat stood up from his seat, grumbling.

Although my body was weak from the cold, somehow I started to feel better now.

“We have suddenly become partners, but please take good care of us.”

Zahat, who had risen, reached out to shake hands.

Then, the smooth surface was transmitted through his fingertips.

“Your hands are softer than I thought. If you’ve been handling a sword for a long time, they wouldn’t be like this…….”

“Hey, that’s my head.”

"hmm?"

As Zahat, feeling puzzled, hurriedly removed his hand, Pelkor rubbed his head and opened his eyes sharply.

It's sad to be bald.

I'm not ignoring you either.

“……It’s so fu*king cold.”

With a self-deprecating laugh, Pelkor muttered a curse.