The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

247 – Scene 247# the Hero’s Happiness

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“Huh… ?”

Wendy, who had been sleeping soundly, opened her eyes.

She wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and looked around.

While I was tilting my head unconsciously at the strange curtain under the carriage, someone spoke.

“Are you awake?”

“Master… ?”

Wendy sat up, rubbing her eyes.

Myohail, who looked like a calico cat, was staring blankly at the night sky through the curtains.

Wendy, who was speechless due to that vague gaze her her, realized that the man who should be by her side her her was nowhere to be seen.

“To? Master. Bae, where did the Count go?”

She said, “I went out to scout a little while ago. Haha…”

“A while ago?! Well, if you follow me now… !”

“Arthur. The Count probably didn’t want you to follow him.”

“Ah…”

Wendy then realized that Tristan’s coat was covering her own body.

She was worried about catching a cold while she was sleeping.

“Count…”

Wendy hugged the coat tightly as if it were a precious treasure. Her love has grown so much that she cannot hide it. She knew how huge her Tristan was to her.

Looking at her like that, her strange thing reminded me of the conversation I had with Tristan a while ago.

-Wendy is my… This child is like my life.

Tristan answered Myohail’s question as follows.

-Thanks to her, I saved her life and she was saved several times. Now I can say that this child is more precious than life to me. I have no intention of being hostile towards Wendy.

Her her words her her her, asking why she wants to become the devil, reached her uvula. Because it could have been a stupid question.

Tristan Ruelberta.

The head of the Ruelberta family with enormous power and a man whom even the emperor despises.

Known as the most evil person in this country, it would not be surprising if he became the devil.

Humans are greedy beings. Tristan wants not only the empire, but also the land of the demons in his hands by becoming a demon king… When I didn’t know him well, he might have thought that was a strange thing.

But if he was a villain without blood or tears, would he have tried to revive the maids in the basement?

Would she have given Wendy, who was a commoner, an opportunity to learn? And did she really help Wendy’s family, who were desperately poor?

After many such questions, Myohail stopped viewing Tristan as a villain. He further thought of himself as a trustworthy man. Therefore, his words that Wendy was like her her life she were also believable.

Furthermore, Myohail made his own guess as to why he wanted to become the Demon King. And as a wise man with seasoned experience and vast knowledge, he came up with a different conclusion than an ordinary person.

Tristan is trying to destroy the fateful relationship between the devil and the warrior.

Because a hero represents all humans, he or she receives the full support of humans. If you just hear it, you might think that it is a noble job that requires great responsibility to represent humans. However, in other words, a warrior can be said to be a being pushed around.

Like the hero and the demon king, the conflict between humans and demons has a very long history. So much so that you can’t even tell who started the fight first.

The hero is forced to defeat the demon king regardless of his will. A huge task to represent humans and drive out demons. And people’s envy and expectations weigh down the warrior so that he cannot give up or fall.

The strange thing was that Wendy became a warrior and she did not want to take on such a task.

Grace, the first warrior and his companion, also suffered from such pressure. How much worse would it be for the weak-hearted Wendy.

But more than anything, she had another reason for not wanting Wendy to become a warrior.

Because I remember the past when Grace, who defeated the devil, was accused of being a witch by the king and executed. To remember her poor companion who was unfairly killed by the humans she was trying to protect.

Although a long time had passed, Myohail still had a deep affection for humans. I didn’t even want Wendy to experience such a tragedy. In her heart, she wanted to prevent Wendy from becoming a warrior.

However, just because a wise man is compared to a natural disaster, it does not mean that he can stop the flow of the huge world.

Myoha knew that the time for the Demon King to arrive was not far away. The constellations were ominous every night. It has been over a year since the wind and the earth began to show signs of instability. It’s a time when it wouldn’t be strange even if the devil came tomorrow.

At that time, Tristan declared that he would become the devil. It would never be a coincidence. The world will lead him.

Myohail thought.

What if a demon lord who is not hostile to the hero appears? What if the hero also does not oppose the devil?

It is unclear whether God will understand that.

It is even more uncertain whether humans and demons will acknowledge it.

But just in case it happens… Although it is only a small amount, Wendy has the possibility of escaping from the fate that is constantly being encouraged by those around her.

‘So you want to become the devil… ? . Count.’

Upon reaching the conclusion, Myo Ha-il felt her heart sink.

Perhaps if he becomes the Demon King, the fateful relationship between the Demon King and the warrior that has existed for a long time may collapse.

-Myohail. I believe that you can protect Wendy from all danger.

Tristan calmly conveyed those words.

-I remember you claiming to be this child’s guardian. No matter what happens, you must protect this child.

Wendy’s safety was more important than anything else.

Even if she isn’t happy, as long as she is okay. If only she could enjoy heavenly life. If only she lived a normal life. She thought it would be a good thing, even if it meant escaping the fate of a warrior.

But Tristan did not try to escape his fate. He would rather hit it directly.

His intention was to eradicate fate with his own hands. He was also concerned about failure.

-I don’t think that will happen, but if I become the devil and lose my mind…

Tristan said, stroking the forehead of Wendy, who was sleeping soundly.

-At that time, please do the work later. Myohail.

Myo Ha-il could not easily agree because he could guess what was implied in those words.

I just answered like this.

-This old man doesn’t care what the Count does. Selfishly, I don’t care what happens to other humans as long as something unpleasant happens to my student and his family.

-Don’t worry. Because you won’t have anything to worry about.

-Haha… It’s reassuring to hear you say that. Perhaps in a world where the Demon King wins, even heroes… I don’t know if I can be happy.

-…

After that conversation, Tristan went scouting.

It was unclear what he was thinking as he did not show his emotions even in front of the wise man.

However, he just thought that if his intention was to persuade Myoha, he would be persuaded again and again.

“… “Disciple.”

“Yes?”

Myohail, free from his thoughts, stroked his beard and asked his beloved disciple with wide eyes.

“Are you happy now?”

*

“It’s quiet.”

This was my first impression of a scout in a nearby forest.

Are there 100,000 soldiers marching on guard? I couldn’t even encounter wild animals, let alone monsters.

“Yes. It’s quiet.”

Helga and I were riding horses in a dark forest.

It’s a situation where you can’t let go of tension because you might encounter a monster hiding in the dark.

But even taking that into account, there was something that bothered me from earlier.

“Helga.”

“Yes. “Count.”

“It was a non-stop busy day, so I knew I wanted to give you a break in the evening. But wouldn’t it make sense that you, who went to the unit with a horse, should also rest together?”

When I saw that Wendy was asleep, I thought I should give the maids some rest, so I decided to go scouting alone.

However, there was no way Helga, the escort knight, would allow that, so she followed along on the reconnaissance like this.

However, he said he would let his horse rest while riding on my horse.

Thanks to this, Helga and I were walking through the forest on a horse in good harmony.

“No. “I have better physical strength than a horse.”

“… I see.”

It’s probably not a joke.

Because Helga’s physical strength she is at a superhuman level.

She is the daughter of the pirate Mabel and the powerful Gale.

Helga, who took the seat in front of me, quietly leaned back into my arms. She smelled like the scent of violets in her hair.

If I were an ordinary man, this would be quite an exciting situation, but now I have some tolerance.

“Besides, the Count has to go scouting alone.”

“I alone am enough.”

“No. I’m an escort, so it’s my job to protect the Count. Wherever and whenever you go, I will take you there.”

Helga speaks quite reliably while sitting in front of me.

Wendy was like that too, but she changed a lot after going to Hell.

Because of her hot-tempered and irritable personality, I had a hard time getting my bearings, but these days, I feel calmer.

But since a while ago, it feels like Helga keeps pushing her butt towards me… Sure enough.

“Ahh… Count. There… ! That’s my precious place… ! If you touch me so roughly… !”

She has changed.

This guy doesn’t want to change.

“I am holding the reins.”

“Ang. My precious reins… ! If you touch me like that… ! I am… !”

What are you talking about?

“Oh, no! Count. In a place like this, even if they attack me, no one will know!”

“Just say verse 1.”

“Puhuh… Sorry. “Because it was so much fun.”

Helga turns her head and smiles.

She still had the face of a young girl, and every time she smiled, she had a fox-like charm.

“This makes it feel more like a date than scouting.”

“Look straight ahead.”

“Ah, the Count is so heartless. “You have such a pretty woman in your arms, but you don’t feel hot about her at all?”

“I think she’s going crazy because she’s so angry.”

“That’s not what I want to make you angry about…” ” “What?”

With a chuckle, Helga leaned back again. Her buttocks keep touching and she’s dangerously close.

I have to stop it soon.

“Okay, stop pointing that big ass at me.”

“Yes?! Well, it’s not that big!?”

Helga’s face suddenly turns bright red.

From what I usually say, it seems like I have a tolerance for dirty things, but I’m also shy about things like this.

It’s really hard to make sense of it.

While they were talking about various things on her horse, Helga pointed to her hand as if she had discovered something.

“Count. Excuse me…”

Smoke was rising about 500 meters away.

No… I thought it was smoke, but it wasn’t a burnt smell.

“That…”

“Spa… Is it the same?”

“Hot spring?”

I couldn’t help but tilt my head at Helga’s guess. Why a hot spring in a forest like this?

“Yes. It’s probably like a magic hot spring. “There is a place with strong magical power around here.”

I think I saw it in a book I read in this world. Did you say that it is a hot spring that appears in a place with a high concentration of magical power? I think I heard that the hot spring water concentrated in magic power in the underground rises and creates magic stones around it, which can be used as a useful resource.

“Shall we go and check it out?”

“Hmm.”

The person who discovers this is the owner. He went out scouting and luckily found a gold nugget.

I nodded and adjusted the reins.

“Okay. “I don’t think there will be any harm in checking it out.”