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

99 – I hope we can meet again there

As I opened the newspaper with trembling hands, I saw letters scrawled in blood over miscellaneous content.

I thought I’d found a useful tree, but I couldn’t believe it would move.

A strange guy that looks like a root sucked my blood, but I wasn’t alone. Because I cut off his arm with an axe.

But unfortunately, it seems I have come this far. It used to be hazy, but now the blur in front of my eyes makes it seem like I won’t be able to go home.

How nice it would be if you could make an arm for your son who is waiting at home from a tree you cut down. I just wanted to do something for you.

Did this happen because I resented the goddess?

My second son. I’ve been thinking of a name for you….

Oops, that root guy brought a friend over.

I’m sorry, Zaphet. Forgive this poor father-

In the end, the old man seems to have closed his eyes without completing his last words.

What was he thinking at the last moment? Fear of death? The relief of going to see the family? If not….

I turned my eyes away from the newspaper clippings and looked at the old man.

He looked like a blood-sucked mummy, but his expression was not resentful, but rather sad and somewhat regrettable.

That was it.

I grabbed the arm of the monster that had fallen under the old man’s feet and stood up.

“The old man wasn’t killed. He came to the mountain looking for materials to make scarecrow’s arms and was killed by a monster.”

“Porter…?”

Looking at her corpse up close, Talia, whose expression looks like she’s out of her mind, calls her my name in her worried tone, and I hand her a piece of newspaper in her hand to her. Gave.

“This is…”

Starting with Talia, the party members who looked back at it all had their eyes widened.

An old man who was dying alone engraved his heart on a small piece of paper.

A scarecrow even to the point of dying. No, he was an old man who was asking for forgiveness from Zaphet, but I will be able to reach his sincerity that he couldn’t convey.

I looked away from the old man and looked back at the party members.

“Let’s hurry. Before the hero cuts down the scarecrow.”

***

Arriving at the village, the situation was more serious than expected.

-Kaang!

A scarecrow rushes like crazy and a hero who stops it.

Behind her stood the village chief and a man wrapped in bandages.

How did this happen?

While the party members joined the hero. I approached the village chief and asked.

“Chief, how did this happen?”

“That’s it…”

The village chief’s gaze turned to the bandaged man next to him.

“While you guys were going to the mountain, this guy who was attacked by the scarecrow woke up. But as soon as he woke up, people said he would have to take revenge. What do you mean?”

When the village chief glared at him, the man lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

“If the hero hadn’t come just in time, it would have been a big deal.”

I took one glar at the trolling man, then turned my gaze to the scarecrow.

‘Under the circumstances, the hero blocked the scarecrow with the holy sword, and the scarecrow recognized the hero as an enemy.’

The hero corrects his posture, and Reina and Talia stand in front of him.

“What are you going to do, ghost?”

“I don’t know what to do with this…”

While they were confused after reading the old man’s diary, a hero came forward.

“I can’t help it since it’s already been like this. If you can’t do it, get out of the way. I’ll do it myself.”

-Pain!

Having said that, the hero kicked off the ground and flew out like lightning and swung his holy sword.

In response, the scarecrow also wielded a scythe, but was the difference in specifications between the sword and the holy sword too great?

-Seokkul.

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Two arms were cut off in vain in the ensuing sword attack.

-Choosing Geek.

It was a scarecrow who had lost all of his weapons, but despite this, the hero prepared for the final blow.

If that hits, the scarecrow will definitely leave the world.

“Slae….”

Just when the warrior’s chant was about to be completed.

– Kwaak.

“Porter?!”

A panicked warrior’s voice came from behind.

Heavy pain was felt along the arm followed by red blood flowing down.

The scarecrow’s teeth burrowed deeper, probably considering the act of blocking him as an attack.

Dogs are really sick.

I gritted my teeth and endured the pain and asked the scarecrow.

“Keuugh! You mean, even if you can’t talk, can you see or hear? I’ve been bitten on my arm like this, can you please say that?”

As if the scarecrow in front of me couldn’t hear me, he was still biting his arm with the energy to cut it out.

My son’s temper is no joke, old man.

I felt like my real arm would be cut off if I did this, so I hurriedly teased my mouth.

“What will the old man who created you think when he sees you like this!”

-Kik.

At the mention of the old man, I felt the strength drain from the jaw that was holding my arm.

‘Is it eaten… ?’

However, I have only loosened up. The situation is still screwing it up.

‘If he takes this as a pad-lip, I’ll be forced to be left-handed.’

It’s true that I want to go to the warrior party, but it’s not okay to go out due to a physical defect.

I hurriedly showed him the diary I found on the mountain.

“The sincerity the old man wanted to convey to you is written here.”

Then the scarecrow’s eyes were fixed on the paper.

-Kik.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him for a while, and then he let go of his arm and tried to grab the paper in my hand.

Seeing that, I put the body of the monster I had taken just in case on the scarecrow’s arm.

-Kudeudeuk.

Perhaps it was the body of the same monster, the root absorbed as soon as it touched took the shape of a hand in an instant. Taking the paper with his new arm, Japhet held it in his arms as if it were a valuable item.

The warrior who was watching the scene asked in an incredulous tone.

“How did this happen…? Making monsters so obedient…”

I was holding onto my arm, and I gave the hero a smile twisted in pain.

“This is something that hasn’t even existed in the future I know of. I don’t really know either.”

Leaving behind the confused hero, the scarecrow… No, I approached Japhet.

“Zappet.”

As I called his name, Japhet’s head turned to me.

“You kept this place because you thought the old man would come back someday, right?”

Jappet’s head moved up and down at my question.

If I were a scarecrow and one day I could move, would I be able to act like that?

Although the driving force that moved Zaphet was the demon, his heart for the old man suppressed the monster’s instinct and protected the village so that he could return.

Even if you fear yourself, misunderstand, or not recognize yourself.

Now it’s time for him to rest too.

“But, as you now know, the old man is dead. So we don’t have to wait any longer.”

As if he understood my meaning, Zaphet just listened quietly.

“Brother!”

When the saintess who rushed to see my arm was shocked and tried to treat her, I stopped the saintess.

“There’s something you need to do first.”

She stared at my face for a while, then nodded with a serious face.

“I’ll finish it soon.”

Then the saintess approaches Zaphet.

It’s the last way, so I’ll take care of it. What is soon?

As soon as the tension was released, I couldn’t control my body for a moment and my body staggered.

“Are you okay?”

The hero who embraced me like that.

No, it’s okay. I must have shed a lot of blood. Maybe I’ll go first.

‘Shouldn’t I have asked for treatment instead of being in shape?’

While I regret it. As the saintess began to purify her, the arm she was attached to became dust and began to disappear.

As the black energy was pulled out of her body, Pete bowed her head to me at the last moment.

As if to say thank you.

‘There was a reason the old man thought it was an overreaction.’

Fluff.

The purified scarecrow fell to the ground and stopped moving. I looked up at the sky and wished him well.

It would be nice if I could meet the old man again there.

***

“You’d better keep it at the church, just in case.”

“I’ll keep this in mind, saintess.”

Now there will be no more threats to the village. The village chief and villagers saw us off right away.

“Thank you so much for saving our village.”

“No. We did something.”

Actually, that’s what I did. All you guys did was ignorant effort.

Of course, using force is the hardest thing.

That time when I was about to leave after being sent off like that. Rayna’s eyes were on writing something hard.

“Mr. Raina? What are you doing?”

“Meeting a bird that knows the way to the village. I was writing a letter telling me we were going to visit soon.”

-Tits!

A plump bird was riding on her shoulder.

A bird with a fat sparrow-like appearance and a questionable flight ability.

“It’s done. Can you go and deliver this to me?”

-Cheep!

The sparrow, receiving the rolled-up letter with her dainty claws, jumped up and disappeared into the distance with a surprisingly aerodynamic body.

Wow. That’s it.

“You’re running out of time. Let’s go.”

It seems that her words finally come to life.

Are we finally going?

To the village of elves.

I decided to exert myself a little more, thinking that if I passed this, I could be free.

“Then shall we go?”

***

After the warrior party left.

The village chief brought the remaining scarecrow to the church and put it up on one wall.

Then he thanked the scarecrow.

“Thank you for protecting the village. I asked you to subdue you like that. I’m really sorry. I guess I’m too old now to make up my mind.”

After apologizing so repeatedly. The village chief, who was about to leave the church, hesitated and then added another word.

“Thank you for supporting him until the end.”

After leaving those words, the village chief left, leaving only the scarecrow in the church.

-Saah.

The sunlight shining through her stained glass seemed to be heading towards the scarecrow, and soon her body began to glow brilliantly.

Scarecrow, who was once a monster, looked pious as if she was receiving her blessing.