I Was Kicked Out of the Hero Party and the Elves I Raised Are Obsessed With Me

28 . Words of a slayer (2) *

Helga, who told me about her past, asked me in shock.

“Hey Ain, won’t you kill me? Is this a good opportunity? The day you want to kill so much, the chance to kill with your own hands.”

I never thought I would openly ask you to kill me.

There was definitely a time when I hated Helga so much that I wanted to kill her. Even when she was abandoned not long after, her daily routine was to soothe her nights with the thought of brutally killing a party member.

But not now.

There are people to protect, and there are children who want to show only good things. I watched the hero from the side, but I am an ordinary human being. A weak human who cannot properly kill a single person or animal.

Anyway, Helga’s condition was serious even to a stranger, so she didn’t have to get my hands dirty.

I took a deep breath and slowly recited my feelings to Helga.

“Why me? Aren’t you hoping to die right now? Because it’s more comfortable that way than living as you are now, because I think you can assuage your guilt with death. You’re asking me won’t do what you want I have no reason to listen… You don’t deserve to go see the people you killed in the first place.”

Helga struggled to lift her bound limbs, she said to me.

“Isn’t there a reason why you tied me up like this in the first place? Aren’t you just trying to kill me? If not, is this your preference?”

Even in her current situation, she seemed pitiful for making s*xual jokes. She had no reason to respect her for not showing her seriousness in the slightest.

Her reason for tying her up, she didn’t care.

“If you didn’t do this, you wouldn’t have said anything to me, right? He would have greeted me casually, hurt me by probing my past, and left casually. Because you were always that kind of guy.”

“That’s right. And you don’t need me to heal your wounds, right? Didn’t you think that a slayer who killed hundreds of people like you said would give affection to and take care of just one porter?”

Badeuk – He bit his teeth enough to make a clear sound.

One last time, one more time, I thought of that and chased the light that Helga showed me in the past, but I’m tired now.

The radiant blonde looked like an ugly gray color, and now only sneers and cynicism could be seen in the cheery laugh.

No matter what she does in the future, she won’t look good.

The time has come to cut it completely out of her heart.

I was fed up with her gaze, as if she were looking at an ant, who was not interested in my death in the first place.

I said to Helga, turning off the lights and turning the doorknob on her door.

“Nothing will come to you in the future. I’ll leave it entirely to Rihanna to free you, so let’s never see each other again.”

This is the best I can do.

Others may call it frustrating, but I made my own choice.

Revenge breeds more revenge? It wasn’t that I was frightened by bullsh*t that didn’t even sound like that.

She just didn’t want to get my hands dirty.

It is said that he will not care at all whether he is holding a guest house on the street, getting sick and dying while drinking, or being beaten to death by someone on the street.

Now she’s just passed by in my life, and she’s just reached that level.

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Kiki –

Along with the sound of the door opening, another elf came today as usual.

An elf with a cool impression with bronzed skin, silver hair, and red eyes.

Noah did not come close to Helga like her other sisters. She said nothing, and made no movement.

Just standing in a corner of a room full of darkness, just staring at Helga with her red eyes.

It was a bit boring because her other sisters were so noisy, but Helga breathed her own relief.

‘By the way, he’s a bit calm.’

Noah opened her mouth as soon as the thought was over.

A small voice, but a clear voice.

“Hey….”

I’ve already been harassed by them, but wouldn’t Noah be different? Helga, who had the slightest hint of her potential, spoke in a very different voice than she had ever dealt with her sisters before.

“Why?”

Noah still had her arms crossed, only her lips moving slightly.

“What was your father like in the past?”

She could clearly see a red blush floating on her brown skin. Helga burst into laughter as she smiled at her joy at finally meeting her elf, now in shape for her age.

Are you curious about Ain’s past?

Well, actually, they never saw Ain when he was traveling.

If they are obsessed with Ain, they will be very curious about their past.

But to her regret, Helga could not give an answer to that question.

Since she had never paid attention to Ain in the first place, she had no way of knowing how he had followed her.

Every time she borrowed money for a drink, she laughed like an idiot, but she never knew what the elves would do to her if she brought it up.

“I’m sorry, but she never paid attention to Ain, so she doesn’t really know.”

Noah shook her head, her disappointment evident.

“Yes… ?”

Immediately after her words, she had the illusion that Noah’s hand had moved just a little bit, but she knew it wasn’t her illusion by the hot pain she felt in her side.

The dagger that had been shot with the sound of her wind slicing was lodged precisely in Helga’s side.

“Does it make sense that you don’t know anything about her father when you travel with her? As expected, Olivia and Stella were right. You are your father’s enemy And Dad’s enemy… I, my father’s knife, will kill you.”

Helga She had good feelings for Noah, even for a moment She had bad feelings for She a minute ago She cursed herself.

Whether it was this year, that year, or you, all of them turned around with their heads full of demihumans. Impossible to have proper values or accidents, they were an unstoppable spear and a shield that prevented Ain from reaching them.

Noah pulled out the dagger stuck in Helga’s side, then she opened her mouth coldly.

“It’s okay. It won’t hurt that much.”

As Noah cut her arms and legs, where nerves and tendons were located, with a dagger, her strength immediately drained.

A different sense of not being her own arms and legs apart from her binding.

After inflicting pain again, I’ll let her recover. Noah gave Helga her despair.

“Because Dad won’t come looking for you anymore… She has nothing to heal, Elia said… You have to live like this.”

“… What?”

A pain worse than her death, Helga was slowly realizing the meaning of those words.

Is there any meaning to a life of being disabled and unable to move a single limb on its own?

After Noah left, Helga struggled with her belated pain and she clenched her teeth. She

She bit her tongue and she wanted to kill herself, but she knew that was a myth, so she didn’t bother.

‘There must have been four of these bitches, right? I just have to endure for one more year, one more year.’

When she thought that far, Helga stopped her struggling body and stared blankly at her ceiling.

‘What is it, do I want to live now? After killing people like that and being tormented by the dead, you want me to come back and save my life somehow?’

It was absurd. Helga’s laughter, which started as a laugh, eventually turned into laughter and resounded miserably in the streets of Ansis at dawn.

Through pain, hope for life is re-engraved, and the despair of taking him away casually. If that was what the elves wanted, it was a grand success, so I felt like congratulating them.

●

Ain kept his word.

Even after a day, Ain didn’t even stick his nose out in Helga’s room.

When she hears Ain’s harmonious laughter, children’s clattering sounds, and Rihanna’s troubled voice from the room next to her, Helga tries to move her limp arms and legs somehow. And spent time immersed in her pain.

And at dawn when everyone was asleep, the last elf entered Helga’s room.

Helga gulped down her saliva and looked at Elia.

‘This guy said at the beginning….’

She has been said to be the most cruel, but isn’t she rather calm than her other sisters, and her gentle appearance warms the atmosphere around her? It was beautiful and cozy enough to create such an illusion.

Helga regained her senses in an atmosphere that made her nervous.

I thought I knew what it meant to be fascinated by her looks.

Elia came to Helga’s side and smiled.

She had no reason to provoke her.

If she is said to be the most cruel, then it is obvious that she will do something so cruel that the pain that the elves carved into her body cannot be compared.

She wasn’t stupid enough to upset an unbearable existence.

Seeing that Helga was nervous, Elia smiled and covered her mouth with her hand.

“You don’t have to be so scared. I won’t do anything childish to hurt your body.”

I couldn’t believe it.

After that, Elia stopped talking to Helga and just stared blankly at her window where the moonlight was seeping in.

Elia, who was only looking at the situation outside of her, clapped her hands as if she had come up with a funny idea again, then she whispered in Helga’s ear.

“You… Are you having a hard time right now? Don’t you want to drink and get drunk again?”

Two words nagging, Helga was already nodding her head without realizing it.

Elia smiled bashfully. So beautiful was her moonlit smile, her lake-like eyes, that Helga acted as if she would forget her own situation for a moment and give her all of her body and soul.

Elia held Helga’s hand tightly and spoke her own proposal to Helga in a low voice.

“Okay then, if you do my last favor, I’ll make you into a body you can take again. How are you okay? I made your body like that anyway, so I can only restore it to its original state.”

Helga’s eyes widened at the word that she could get drunk again.

“Gee, really?”

Being able to borrow her drunkenness was tantamount to saying that I could forget again the dead who reached out to her from the corner and the cruel past that kindled a fire in my heart.

Helga finally accepted her offer by holding her Elia’s hand above her own.

She was throwing herself at herself, not realizing the true malice behind that bewitching smile.

Like a moth to a fire, to the road to ruin.