There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet

51 – Second Attempt

The hero has finally awakened his skills.

It’s good that I don’t have to feel guilty anymore, and it’s good that the hero can use the skill he’s been waiting for so long.

Literally, it must be a good slope for a sister and a good brother-in-law.

It should be.

‘What is that….’

Did I misread the tooltip? It was obviously ‘to hit harder with mana’.

In the case of Talia, it was within the expected range. But what is a warrior?

It was at that time that I was bewildered by the power that exceeded my expectations.

“Mr. Porter.”

Who are you?

A high-pitched voice full of kindness that I have never heard before.

“Thank you so much. I couldn’t have done it alone.”

Hero, your voice has changed now. Know?

The hero continued to speak in a raw voice, as if he knew that the concept he had been protecting had collapsed.

“The porter is my…”

He paused for a moment and smiled as if he had made up his mind.

“No. I’ll tell you after I defeat the Demon King.”

He was a warrior who spoke with a smile, but I couldn’t laugh.

That’s a death flag.

‘Since I know how to use skills now, I don’t think the hero will ever die. Are you saying you’re going to kill me?’

When 1 stack was accumulated, I looked in my head to see what had done that the warrior might not like.

‘You hit the back of the head and ran away before? Or are you too obsessed with the role of a teaching assistant? Well, I also had a real urge to kill the assistant who kept making only the 8th move… But I didn’t order that?’

Come to think of it, there are quite a few reasons, so I’m thinking about whether I should shorten the internship period.

“What kind of commotion is this!”

Perhaps because the hero blew up the hill, the party members rushed toward us.

Looking around, I saw that the lights were on in every house.

“…Was this place like this before?”

Polaris’ impression of seeing what used to be a hill explained everything.

All the trees and rocks that were there were smashed and thrown away, and the miserable appearance was dug up.

“Hero. You can’t…!”

“Hmmm. Now I can use the skill.”

A hero who clears his voice and triumphantly answers Thalia’s question by saying that he is no longer a slob.

– Ugh.

Now, it’s like naturally infusing mana into the holy sword.

Wait, what do you inject?

“Slae….”

“Wait a minute!”

I urgently stopped the hero from casting a skill.

“What’s the matter, porter?”

A hero who innocently asks questions without any malice.

Watching him boast like a kid who just got a new toy made his head hurt.

“There’s still a little bit left for me to brighten up. So…”

Now that we are somewhat on the right track, we must proceed again.

I was embarrassed because it was so strong, but good is good.

“We have to fight for revenge. Save it for then.”

hehehehe. Wait while wiping your neck, Dyurahan!

***

As I reached the exit again, I remembered a fact I had forgotten for a while.

Come to think of it, Dyurahan doesn’t have a neck.

But it was time to get serious, so I erased my laughter and gave instructions.

“Hero.”

“Yes.”

As before, let the hero take a step towards the outside of the village.

– A clap.

Dullahan that shows up without fail.

I’m sure I’ll get used to it. Did we owe you a little last time?

Dullahan recognized us and immediately took a stand.

“Slash!”

– Kwaaang!

At the same time as the start, the slash hit Dyurahan, raising a cloud of dust with a roar.

Special for deceased persons. Attack as soon as it comes out.

– A clap.

But it’s a boss mob, so it’s Dyurahan over the dust cloud. No, Dubungi showed up.

The old armor has now become a broken armor, and the inside can be seen clearly, and the guy’s movements have also become very cautious.

“Indeed. The porter was right.”

“Right?”

Before summoning Dullahan. We had a brief operational meeting.

-Hero. Just put the skill in from the start.

– What do you mean by that? Isn’t it effective to use it when you’ve been damaged to some extent?

-Looking at you before, you weren’t an idiot at all. If you show it first, he will have no choice but to pay attention to it. I’ll wait and use the parring accordingly.

-It means that we can control the situation in which he uses parrying to some extent.

– Exactly. And at the end….

Now you’re caught in the trap of having to use parrying on the hero’s skill. Maybe from his point of view, the hero in front of him would look like a boss?

-Kang!

However, the quick-witted guy immediately clung to the hero and engaged in close combat.

‘He is quick to judge the situation.’

I sealed the parring over there, but it’s the same that even the hero couldn’t use the skill. Sounds virtually the same as before.

The two of them became no-deals because they couldn’t expect holy water arrows from Reina anymore.

“Chit…”

However, the hero is pouring in attacks while maintaining a minimum range, as if he has no intention of joining, but if it continues like this, the ending will not be so good.

‘Then, shouldn’t a game changer step in here?’

– Tak-tak-tak!

I ran to add tension to the slack battle.

– Clap!

Dubung was widening his distance, as if he had noticed me approaching beyond the hero.

‘Slow.’

Dyurahan couldn’t escape from me, who still boasted an unknown speed, and soon caught up with him.

– Clap!

Immediately after that, the blade swung at me.

How many times have I ignored me before that prudent guy attacked right away? I’m a little proud of myself.

“Prison!”

Talia’s prison, created in line with the swinging of the broken sword, was shattered and at the same time her attack was nullified.

“The kid who was babbling behind her jumps out in front of her. Don’t you think there’s something strange about her?”

Swoop.

As I put my hand into my bosom, I felt filled with the Holy Spirit.

-Paat.

When the cross boasting powerful brightness shines on him, Dubung raises his shield to block the light.

It was a cross that I received from Polaris before asking for a charge.

Enduring the pain, the guy approached and tried to swing the knife once again, so he pulled out a familiar glass bottle from his bosom.

“Aren’t you dating him?”

– Clap!

Dubung’s attitude when he saw the glass bottle changed 180 degrees.

I’m not a big deal, but the holy water launcher is scary, isn’t it? It’s kind of like thinking that it’s worse than a bottle of holy water.

Maybe it’s because of the PTSD that he was covered with holy water before, but he’s widening his distance.

Of course, this isn’t holy water, it’s just water.

But how could our dubung know that?

Schrödinger’s Holy Water, which can be either water or holy water until thrown.

He’s probably fighting in his head with a holy beast that doesn’t exist by now.

“hahahaha!”

In the meantime, the chasing warrior clashed swords with Dyurahan once again.

All that’s left now is for me to distract myself while the hero marks him.

Before I came here, I had dozens of plans to harass, and here are a handful of them.

Even if you go, you should take this with you, my friend.

Dubung was about to step back in a hurry, perhaps sensing something was wrong when the warrior came from the side of the strength contest he had been avoiding.

-Poof.

A brightly shining cross neatly entered the open neck.

-Clap clap clap clap clap!

-Empty!

Light leaked from within the armor, and a thumping sound could be heard in sync with its movements.

“Is it because it has cracks? It looks like a mirror ball.”

Durahan, who showed off over-the-top technology that was ahead of his time, twisted his body as if in pain, and the sound was a bonus.

Be patient. Originally, geniuses were short-lived.

I will probably hate Dubung who became an unwanted genius.

In the inside, a fire is burning because of the divine power, but a warrior is blocking it in front of her eyes, and an insignificant person next to her is scolding.

I think it’s a bit harsh though.

‘What should I do because I am pitiful? This is not the end.’

“Sacred Chain.”

-Charleureuk.

The chain of Polaris surrounded the surroundings, and an environment like a Colosseum was completed.

With this, he could no longer escape.

A boss mob that gets hit first, can’t use a pattern, and is cornered? It’s already like experience.

– It’s okay.

The chains that popped out from time to time and touched one or two also slashed the guy’s stamina.

No matter what he tries, it is a desperate situation for Dubung.

Clap clap clap….

That rattling sound sounds like trembling. Is it because of the mood?

After exchanging such a short battle, the guy’s movements noticeably decreased, and I intuitively sensed that the time had come.

“Hero!”

“Slash!”

Driven into a corner, Dyurahan immediately raised his shield as soon as he heard what the warrior was saying.

If this is countered, the hero will not be safe.

Flowing in a similar composition as before, the holy sword touched the guy’s shield.

-Ting.

The warrior was pushed back with a sound of losing strength.

– Bingle.

Conversely, I used the recoil to rotate his body to deliver a series of attacks.

– Crackle!

Dubun, are you fooling me again?

The cost of fakes was truly devastating.

The armor on the arm holding the shield was broken, and at the same time, the chains forming the Colosseum wrapped around the guy’s remaining limbs.

I thought this was the right thing to do when I saw a group of people surrounding and attacking a helpless enemy.

‘I heard that lions do their best when catching rabbits.’

Gilbert would have cried if he had heard it, but anyway.

– Ugh.

This time it seems like it’s real, not fake. A holy sword that starts to glow brightly.

“Slash!”

The crescent-shaped sword flew with fierce force and swallowed Dyurahan.

-Kagak! Kagagak!

I heard the sound of the armor grinding or tearing.

-Kwajik!

In the end, the sword skill cut the guy’s upper body at an angle and passed through.

-Clap….

The lower body, which lost its upper body, faced the ground first.

– Iron gruck.

The upper body fell on top of it with a time difference because it was tied to a chain.

The body of a knight who had defeated us not so long ago finished a small farewell and reunited on the ground.

Watching that, I had mixed feelings.

‘Goodbye Dubun. You are the strongest opponent I’ve ever met….’

“Did you get rid of it…?”

Who is that?

The feeling that the second phase would start at any moment gave strength to my body again.

-Pass.

Fortunately, the armor that made up the guy disappeared like dust, and only then was he relieved.

“Whoa…”

I sat down on the spot as if my legs had loosened along with the tension.

“Are you done…?”

“Yes. You worked hard, everyone.”

Well done warrior. Now two compliment stickers. But since I’ve recited the spell of resurrection, I’ll put one on.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Yes. Thanks to Thalia.”

“How are you, gnome? Who’s more useless now?”

“…Quiet.”

As Mess, who tea-bags her teammates while mentioning contributions, listened to Key’s voice and lowered her head, Polaris approached and spoke to her.

“Brother, can you stand up?”

“Well, I’d like to lie down like this.”

Humans are creatures that want to lie down when they sit down, so I want to lie down and sleep like this.

As I was thinking such lazy thoughts, I felt a pull on my upper body from behind.

– Imprisoned.

What is this tactile feeling? Very warm and fluffy? No, it’s closer to plump than that.

Curious about something that propped my head up, I put my hand on it.

“I’m a brother…”

I heard Polaris’ voice from above me, sounding very troubled.

‘Ah.’

I touched her thigh and I could see I was lying on it.

I was startled and removed my hand, trying to appeal that it wasn’t my intention.

“Ah, that, that…”

Words that couldn’t even be an excuse came out of my mouth.

“Hauuu…”

She caught her eyes as she covered her face with her hands, and her ears, which she hadn’t been able to hide, turned red.

This is really bad.

Without exaggeration, saying ‘I groped the lower body of a saint’ would be enough to be cleansed right away. It probably won’t even leave bone meal.

“The porter.”

“Mr. Porter.”

Fortunately, I turned my head at the voice calling to see if I had come to save me.

“Good?”

“Are you okay?”

Two pairs of cold eyes were looking at me.

Until just now, we were in a proud atmosphere. It’s embarrassing, really.

***

In a dense forest with a mysterious atmosphere.

People who didn’t fit there were exchanging opinions.

“What? Say it again. Dullahan got hit?”

“Yes.”

“Parax, you said that! It’s the most ideal result based on their information!”

Someone started talking to him who couldn’t hold back his anger.

“Hey.”

“What is Vermond. Why are you calling and making a fuss…”

– Pyo-eok.

“Chehehe…!”

“Havok… Are you in a position to shout at others right now?”

A demon called Havoc rolled on the ground with a fist full of emotion.

“What if the map failed…!”

– Puck puck puck!

Unable to bear those words, Vermond started mercilessly stepping on the fallen man.

“Only you! If it wasn’t for you! The crown prince! Long ago! Even after being searched for! He’s left!!”

“aaah! Why is that my fault… Coup!”

“Do it in moderation, Vermond.”

When a demon called Parax stopped Vermond, his anger turned towards him.

“Are you serious now?! How are you going to explain this incident? Agrissa-sama will soon…!”

– Ugh.

When a small vibration sounded, all three of them began to get nervous.

“…Who is it?”

“Keuk… I’m not…”

“…It’s me.”

– Sweep.

Farax took the orb from his bosom and placed it on the base of the tree where he had just been sitting, before falling to his knees.

“Parax and 2 others. Respond to the communication.”

Then the surroundings froze coldly at the voice that flowed from his orb.

– Report it.