Matan’s Shooter

t of rumors.
There were also disgusting things…

Anyway, at the time of the battle, it was only said that they died, but after the war ended, various stories began to spread.
How much would the storytellers love it, if there were rumors that they were alive? Some crafted the stories like they eloped, to make it more like gossip, but that wasn’t the first rumor.”

“Yes? What then?”

Are there rumors that they were still alive?

“Surrender.
No, it could be called betrayal.”

“Surrender? Betrayal? Another country?”

“There’s no such thing as another country! At that time, all humans are in an alliance.
Until the Battle of the Marching Plains, there was no time to fight for the interests of each country.
If we lost that battle, humanity would have been annihilated.”

“Then, where did those two go?”

“Right.
There is only one place where you can go when you betray humankind.”

“Are you saying… the Demon King?”

“Shh, your voice is too loud!”

What is this? The weapon shop owner lowered his voice as if someone was listening.

It was a weird attitude while talking about a rumor.

However, even Leeha gulped and swallowed his saliva, and the weapon shop owner continued speaking quietly.

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“It was the most dangerous and also the most memorable of all the words I heard.
I don’t know if it was mere surrender or active participation, but it was a rumor anyway.”

“Ahh, but that’s absurd.
Those two were musketeers.
To fire a musket in a good spot, it was natural to take position deep into the enemy’s position….
Above all, why would they join the Demon King? They are the most famous musketeers in the history of Fibiel.”

It was a rumor that people would be suspicious of, no matter how many times they heard it, although Leeha thought about it seriously.

Even during the Second Human-Demon War, they were already famous musketeers.

A life that guaranteed them to be treated adequately, with the reputation to spare.
Why would they abandon everything and join the Demon King’s side?

However, the weapon shop owner resolutely shook his head.

“They must have thought that humans would lose! In fact, the Battle of Marching Plains was also a close fight! If we lost there, the demons and monsters would now rule the continent.
After that, you know well how strong the remnants are, right?”

He was sure Leeha also knew.

Not long ago, he killed one of those remnants, the deputy commander of the monsters, the Kobold Chieftain Hijuit-Ka.

Besides, those who survive are still everywhere.

Even if the numbers were reduced to a certain extent, if the monsters are not killed enough to prevent them from multiplying, humanity will surely be in danger.

“It was a close battle?”

“I’ve said it before, but even though I haven’t seen it personally, I have ears to hear.
It was said that there were many cases in which reports of victories received at breakfast were outnumbered by reports of losses in dinner.
In fact, the general opinion was that it was much more difficult for us.
Winning was a miracle!”

“Hmmm-! No matter how much you say… “

“Hey, you don’t have to believe anything.”

The weapon shop owner licked his tongue and rolled his eyes.

‘It’s definitely interesting.
But there is no evidence whatsoever.
That’s why it’s no different from the story of eloping.’

Rumors that they died or eloped must have spread like this.

Rumors were usually like that.

‘And the ones who spread the rumor about eloping … I heard that Browless beat them to death…’

Now, it was obvious what would happen if he took these stories lightly.

After he finished organizing his thoughts, Leeha opened his mouth again.

“By the way, it was interesting.”

“Was it?”

“Yes.
That…  the heroes’ betrayal.”

“Right.
That’s right! So, there were rumors that they are resting in the Royal Palace.”

“Ah, not that one.”

Leeha smiled.

“Then what? What else, was there anything else?”

“No.
This story was all made by the owner.
You thought I didn’t know? Owner, you can be a writer, you know?”

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“Ho! Ha Leeha-ssi! What does that mean now?”

“What? No, it’s true! Where did you hear that, owner? They all say that they are dead.
To be honest, it’s so absurd I can’t believe it.”

“If you don’t want to believe, then don’t believe it! Who should I tell this to? This is really sad!”

As Leeha gently scratched his cheeks, the weapon shop owner turned around.

“Hey, Mr.
Shop owner! I believe you.
Of course, I believe you! But again, I can’t just say that.
What if I get called a liar if I say this for no reason.
What do people know these days? I have a lot of doubts…  I’m just worried that I might insult my boss for nothing.
You know well that I’m on the boss’ side.”

Leeha felt like, the more he played Middle Earth, the more insincere he had become, but when he spoke skillfully, the expression of the owner quickly relaxed.

He even nodded in agreement with Leeha…

“That’s true.
People don’t need to know.
What’s a veteran like me talking about for no reason? Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right.
So, where did you hear it from, owner?”

Leeha’s eyes twinkled.

Was there a reason?!

“Right.
I like to talk, but I don’t makeup stories that are not true! Some people had seen the two, going to the Demon King army.
I heard him talk too.”

“Really?”

Leeha felt his voice rise without realizing it.

‘There were witnesses?’

Its credibility suddenly rose sharply.

If there were witnesses, does that mean he could clear the quest in one go?

‘Browless doesn’t know.
He said that the last news was after the operation started.
That is if the witness is certain… ‘

It could mean that I could provide their ‘last appearance’ that Browless does not know.
In any case, I must first meet the witness.’

“Who was it? Who was the witness?”

“Cough.
Cough.
I like you, but I don’t know if it’s okay to talk like this.”

“Hey, owner.
It is only between us.
Whenever I get a good weapon, I sell it here.
Of course, that would still be the case in the future.”

As Leeha grumbled, the arms of the weapon shop owner backed away.

He had a casual expression.
The game made his expression so detailed.

Leeha thought that perhaps, there was an invisible hand controlling things from behind.

“Hahaha, Leeha-ssi knows me well, right? It’s hard to see musketeers these days.
Ehem,… whatchamacallit… “

“Are you worried about muskets getting stocked?”

“I’m not saying that’s necessarily the case… Thank you for thinking like that.
Isn’t it time to change weapons?”

The weapon shop owner smirked and laughed…

(To be continued…)