I Was Connected to Earth’s Black Market From Another World With The Skill [Market]! (WN)

Chapter 339

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Chapter 339 – Bad Luck

I must have slept for two hours. Myrril shakes me awake, and I wake up in the pilot’s seat of the riding golem. I turned on the full-surveillance monitor, which was only partially activated to conserve magic power and watch my surroundings in the shadow of the APC.

“Enemy attack?”

“I think it’s a beast, not an enemy, but something big is coming. From the deep forest to the right.”

Something seems to be coming towards us, shaking the ground as it pushes through the trees. I can’t hear anything clearly from the cockpit, so I open the golem’s chest hatch and listen closely.

“A herd?”

“There’s only one sign of life so far.”

If that’s the case, it’s definitely huge. The rustling sound of the treetops swaying can be heard over a fairly wide area. I can even hear the sound of trees breaking. In the forest in the mountains, where there’s no moonlight, it’s too dark to see what it is. I try to see through it, but all I can see are the trees swaying and falling in the depths of the forest.

“What is that?”

“I don’t know what it is, but as long as it’s not a dragon, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

That might be true for Myrril, but for me, if it comes any closer, it’s a matter of life and death.

A low roar. A breath that shoots high into the sky like a whale. The ground shakes as it approaches, and Myrril laughs softly.

“This is fate, look!”

“Huh? No, I can’t see anything yet; what is it?”

“Your natural enemy, the shield antlered deer.”

“Wait, again?!”

No, it’s not like it’s my natural enemy or anything. That time, I just made a mistake in my choice of weapon, and I’m not that bad at it, afraid of it or anything. Probably.

Only Myrril was able to see the target, so I can’t say for sure, but it won’t be as bad as last time. I don’t intend to challenge it with a pistol bullet. This time, I’m going to kill it normally.

“…Oh?”

I don’t know what Myrril is satisfied with, but it seems like a flag that shouldn’t be commented on, so I’ll just keep quiet.

“I was wrong. I thought the shield-antlered deer I killed before was a rather magnificent individual.”

“No, it was quite large. It had two fawns, so it must have been a mature female… Wait a minute!”

It was a bad flag. The silhouette is revealed. A huge body appears.

“That’s the male.”

“No way…!

What is that? So scary! I take back what I said before. No way, no way, I definitely can’t handle this deer.

The female that Myrril had killed before was about the size of a microbus, but the male was about the size of the Ural military truck that Yadar was riding in. It is over ten feet tall to the top of its head, and from there, its huge umbrella-shaped antlers, which are incomparable to those of the female, reach the sky. Its length is unknown, but it is certain that it is larger than Casspir.

“…That is a complete monster.”

What are we going to do? Not even a full-sized rifle bullet will work on it, let alone a pistol bullet.

“Now, it’s time for your new toy to make an appearance.”

“You mean the Winchester? No, even if it is a rifle bullet, it is only good for shooting normal deer, so I don’t think it will be able to take down something like a dragon relative, right?”

“Then would it be ‘Keipivui’? It’s fine if you just want to kill it, but the meat will go bad.”

This person is worried about the barbecue after it’s killed, not about his own safety!

“Is it a confirmed fact that you’ll be able to kill it? What if it runs away?”

“If it’s just you and me, that’s fine. But will that be the case?”

At the spot Myrril pointed to, the refugees were looking at us with tearful faces hanging on the window of Casspir.

Think of a way to… transport them, like teleportation. Even if you could escape, they’d probably think, “The Demon King is weaker than a deer.

No, I’m definitely weak! And it’s weird to even call it a deer.

“I know what you mean, but… I’m sorry for being selfish, but I can’t forgive that.”

I don’t think the refugees would look down on me for running away from a monster deer. I think that’s not the point. Whether or not they get a sense of security, such as “No matter what happens, the Demon King will be fine,” will make a difference in their future. Because…

“When you separate from them, what will you say? ‘If you’re ever in trouble, just let me know, and I’ll help you out’?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

When they’re in trouble. When they feel like giving up. When it really matters.

That’s still the case. I know it’s a little misleading to say “just a little,” but what can you expect from a demon king who runs away with his tail between his legs when faced with a deer? I, we…

“””Demon King…”””

From inside the armored personnel carrier, I hear the cries of small children. They want to ask for help, but they are holding back. Are they afraid that I will be harmed in the face of such a monster?

“Umu, my queen. This is indeed something I cannot overlook.”

“You agree?”

Myrril-san, looking at my smug face with warm eyes, went along with the Demon King’s mini-skit, even though the dialog was a bit questionable.

I stepped out of the hatch of the riding golem and waved to the children with Myrril-san.

“You guys, rejoice!”

“””…..???”””

I smile broadly at the boys and girls, who look at me with confused expressions and declare war on the mountain-like deer. I don’t care what happens; I’m just going to do it.

“Tomorrow’s breakfast is grilled meat!”

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