Doitsu Gun Shoukan! ~Yuusha-tachi ni Subete o Ubawareta Dragon Shoukanshi, Moto Saikyou wa Fukushuu o Chikau~ - Chapter 13-2

※Guild Master’s Point of View※

 

“────Fire!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! !!”

 

The guildmaster heard Nasser’s voice shouting in the distance…… no, in some narrow place.

 

The iron carriage suddenly appeared in front of him.

 

It ran without horses and walked so powerfully that it crushed the cobblestones of the royal city.

 

In the carriage, one of the ex-criminals sent to kill Nasser is tied up.

 

For a moment, he wondered what was going on, but when he saw Nasser emerge from the carriage, he understood.

 

“Aa, he’s here to return the favour…”

 

Right after that,──────.

 

Babababababababbaba!!!

 

Fire sprang from the two sticks sticking out of that steel wagon!

 

“Ngyaaahhhh”

 

After a moment, the ex-criminal who was strapped to the front of the pole, as if he had been hit by annihilation magic, buzzed! It splashed blood and flew far away.

 

“…… No, it’s not! It’s not just him!”

 

The guildmaster saw a group of adventurers who were about to cut into Nasser’s carriage fall to the ground.

 

He was flabbergasted.

 

Babababababababababababababa! ! !

 

At the end of a glittering pole, that carriage emits a fierce roar.

 

“What, what, what, what, what, wha!!?”

Nearly half of them look like they’ve been slathered in meat sauce in a matter of seconds.

 

The bodies were all headless.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

The guildmaster, seeing the adventurers reduced to almost half, only opens his mouth with great shock….

 

“We can’t go on like this!”

 

Nasser’s carriage is probably a magical weapon. The guildmaster was sure that somewhere along the way he obtained the Demon King’s weapons.

 

Otherwise, he’d never seen such an iron substitute.

 

“I can only think it’s from the Demon King. This guy has turned into a real heretic.”

 

Then there is no need for mercy.

 

The guildmaster has never been a forgiving person, but..he’d at least felt guilty about it.

 

But now that he’s seen Nasser, he is far gone.

 

A summoner who cannot summon dragons is nothing.

 

The guildmaster had made his plans and turned the adventurers against Nasser.

 

Bang! The guildmaster shouted at the half-open door.

 

“What are you doing? Your friends are dead! Avenge them! I’ll double……or even triple your reward!”

 

“Ooohhhh!!!?”

 

Unlike the adventurers who ran out ahead, the veterans who had been lounging around inside were excited.

 

The reward has been increased three times!

 

The people who agreed to the proposal were all rubbish.

 

They pretend to be veterans, but they’re just a bunch of little guys with no names.

 

That’s why they’ve always been jealous of the strong, kind and reliable Nasser.

They are the only ones who are happy to take advantage of an urgent request.

 

“Go! Get that heretic’s head!”

 

The people in the guild will be unleashed, every last one of them.

 

Whether the carriage is made of iron or not, if they attack it with magic or blunt weapons – they can smash it to pieces in no time.

 

That’s what the guildmaster thought —

 

“Uwaaaaaaaa”

 

As more and more adventurers rushed forward, the iron carriage began to fall back, as if it was afraid of the momentum.

 

The guildmaster was almost laughing when he saw it.

 

Nasser is running away in fear.

 

A veteran adventurer with A-level Dragon Summoner is running away with his tail between his legs.

To an adventurer of B grade no less!

 

“Hahahaa! Look at that!”

 

The guildmaster laughs hysterically as he dreams of the adventurers giving up Nasser’s head.

 

Nasser will be labelled a true heretic and treason.

 

“I’m so relieved to know that we’ll be able to cover up all the bad things these people have done. No one will ever talk about it…..again.”

 

Goodbye.

 

   The fertiliser for my career.

 

  My guild is safe just because I put the slutty Alicia and          

  the stupid hero together.────.Ah? 

 

But…

 

As the guildmaster is laughing out loud, an unbelievable scene takes place in front of him.

 

Bababababababababababababahababbabababa! !

 

Bababababababababababababahababbabababa! !

 

Loud!

 

Too Loud!

 

TOO LOUD!!!

 

Bababababababababababababahababbabababa! !

 

“Charge…!!! “Gyaaaah!”

 

“Ten gold pieces for me, Bev-Fu!?”

 

“Uhiiihihi–A single head is cheap… hub?”

 

“Uwoooooo!!Die ─ Bigya!”

 

“Gyaaaaa, m-MY ARM!!! Aaah!”

 

Something is …….

 

Something is eating away at the lives of adventurers!

 

“Ugyaaaaaaa, It’s hurts….IT HURTS!”

 

The bastard with the big hole in his stomach rolls around and clings to the guild master.

 

The adventurers hunted down Nasser in droves, but were unable to do anything about it, and were reduced to soggy corpses in the middle of street with no understanding of what was going on.

 

“Wha,eh? What? What? What!?”

 

There were plenty of adventurers, but in no time all the number of adventurers could be counted on one hand.

 

Oooo!!?

 

It seems that one or two of them succeeded in the assault.

 

He lost one arm and staggered to ─

 

He was dying.

 

Apparently he’s got a lot of guts for an adventurer, because with one arm he manages to get to Nasser’s carriage….

 

“What can he do in such a full-blooded state? Can he do something about Nasser….?”

 

Gakon!

 

Suddenly, Nasser emerged from the top of the carriage, holding what looked like a weapon in his hand.

 

Papapapapappapapapappapan!

 

The sound of bamboo bursting rang out in rapid succession, and the adventurer was killed without a second thought.

 

“Tha-that bastard! He killed him without hesitation!”

 

The guildmaster can’t understand how Nasser can kill his fellow adventurers so easily.

 

The rest of the surviving adventurers that were wounded were killed at close quarters by Nasser.

 

There was no mercy or forgiveness in his eyes.

 

By the time the guildmaster scurries off to look around, there are no survivors……

 

“How is this possible? There were more than 30 of us!”

 

To the astonished and frozen guildmaster, [bababababa!] A terrible roar, as if lightning had struck from the sky.

 

Immediately, the windows of the guild shattered, and from inside, the staff screamed [Kyaa!] from inside.

 

To the guildmaster, if they’re a guild employee, they had to come and help him first.

 

“Don’t hide in the guild!”

 

“What are you doing? Strike down the heretic!”

 

The guildmaster turns on his heel and attempts to drag the adventurers out of the guild.

 

“Where are they?”

 

“They’re long gone!”

 

The receptionist, who has been on duty since last night, shouts hysterically.

 

“Forget it, I want my overtime pay! No, a severance pay! I want compensation! I’m quitting this job!”

 

“This is not the time…”

 

And then…..

 

Boom!!!—–Pisha…!

 

Something flew at high speed and tore the Guild Master’s ear off.

 

“Aah!”

 

Patata

 

The sudden spattering of blood becomes painful.

 

“W-what just happened?! Wa-! Ma-My ear!!”

 

He held his face and there was blood on his hands. ────── “Heeeee!”

 

“NasserUuuu! Did you! ?? Did you do it?!!”

 

“Sorry, I was late! I also want to mixed in hunting heretic── Dopyu”

 

One of the adventurers happened to be on his way to the city. On his way home, he heard a rumour and joined in the fight against Nasser.

 

He headed straight for Nasser. On his way towards him, his head exploded, exposing his pieces on the cobbles.

 

Even though he came back from an adventure..

 

There are other adventurers rushing to the scene, but they are all shot down.

 

Class A? Class B?　No, no, it doesn’t matter if it’s Class C or not.

 

The adventurers who jumped out to raise Nasser’s head were pitifully blown away and turned into an unidentified corpse….

 

And …….

 

The Scene …… ──.

 

“W-what???”

 

“What’s with all the adventurers…..?”

 

It’s no wonder the Guild Master’s face is twisted into a grimace.

 

“Get Nasser’s head!”

 

As he’s stiffening up in a very cool way.

 

In front of the guild, the noise is much quieter than before.

 

The only sound is the low drumbeat of Nasser’s carriage…..

 

Before the guildmaster could calm down, most of those adventurers were silent as skeletons.

 

“Eh…….Eh? Ha..Ha? What happened?”

Gyuragyuragyuragyuragyura—

 

In front of the stunned guildmaster, a path of corpses of adventurers has been created.

 

Aside from the adventurers, there were staff members and merchants who came and went as they watched the battle unfold.

 

When the guild staff realised that all the adventurers had been wiped out in a matter of seconds, they either screamed and ran to the back of the guild or fled the guild.

 

The guild master was left alone.

 

The adventurers who had been there are now dying on the streets with holes in their faces and stomachs.

 

Those who are barely alive will soon join the ranks of the dead.

 

So,now there was nothing left to protect the guildmaster.

 

“Im-immpp-Impposible!? Wha-what, what did you do!?”

 

The guildmaster is dismayed and trembling.

 

As if to ridicule him, the iron carriage starts moving and runs over the corpse carelessly.

 

Gusha, bushu, “Gyaaah!” Buchi, Gusha!

 

The cacophony of popping flesh of a corpse, or less than a corpse, turned into a sack of flesh, struck fear into the hearts of the guildmaster.

 

But it’s his duty as a guildmaster not to run away. ──── but, this is diffrent.

 

He was terrified, that’s something he knows well.

 

But more than that – he was once a general in the kingdom’s army, and he is known as the “Great Master” because of his stocky, battle-hardened appearance.

 

And what’s more, he’s a descendant of a sword saint.

 

His blood has faded over the past 1,000 years, and his skill with the sword is nowhere near the level of a sword saint.

 

But he is definitely one of the strongest.

 

And even if he has little experience fighting on the front lines and is more of a commander, a guildmaster, in his own way, has gone through his fair share of rough patches.

 

He was proud of it.

 

So the guildmaster picks up the greatsword lying on the ground, which belonged to the adventurer, and decides to confront the advancing iron carriage head on, crushing the corpse.

 

However, his whole body has already started to become wobbly.

 

There’s something warm and raw between his legs…..

 

And so he should be.

 

The iron carriage, which had crushed so many corpses, had dyed its body red, like the dead of hell,────.

 

It was an object of fear of the highest order.

 

With a gasp of horror, the Guildmaster held his sword aloft, not bothering to wipe away the tears that welled up in his eyes.

 

And then…

 

“A──────”