Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Chapter 148



148 – Investigating the Corpse

“Anyway, Mr. G-house must have faced the monster bravely.”

The village chief said while stroking his beard.

“Thank you for protecting the village. Mr. Ghouse.”

“I appreciate your words, but I am not alone in protecting the village.”

If you monopolize too much favor by yourself, it becomes poison. Knowing how to share the ball moderately was the way to live long.

When he said that if it wasn’t for the others, he would have had more trouble dealing with him, the village chief nodded and called the vigilante who was sitting next to him.

“Will you guide them to the body?”

“I will.”

After he got up, we also got up along with the vigilante.

The village chief saw us off by biting into a pipe lying next to us.

“I wish you good results.”

***

As soon as the vigilante leader left the village chief’s house, he pointed at one of the vigilantes in front of him.

“Hey, you take these guys to the warehouse.”

He nodded and led us to a large warehouse built on the outskirts of town.

Those who kept torches lit even in broad daylight, and guarded the warehouse door with black cloth wrapped around their noses to prevent people from entering.

In addition, there were wheel marks and dark red bloodstains, which must have been caused by dragging a guy that was nearly 3 meters tall, all the way to the warehouse door.

Soon after seeing the vigilante who led us, the gatekeepers opened the warehouse door slightly.

Kikik.

“Go in.”

And then, the sound of silence came from the adventurers who had entered before us.

“Ugh.”

“Put some cloth over it.”

In response to that, when I went into the warehouse by myself, I was greeted by the corpse of a guy lying on a cloth.

I didn’t like the look of the guy who was beaten like a pollock by dozens of logs.

Because it was lit up everywhere with torches, it was showing its appearance even more nakedly.

An adventurer who saw that asked the vigilante guarding the gate.

“How do you figure out his identity in such a state? That’s like a rat that died after being run over by a wagon wheel would be considered to have died in peace?”

“That’s not something that must be done by adventurers who are experts now. We just moved it as the leader told us to do.”

“No, that’s too bad. At least wash it off with some water-“

I walked past him and came out of the warehouse again, and I asked the party to choose whether or not to enter the warehouse.

At my words that there is no coercion and only leave it to individual discretion, Prianian asked.

“What kind of condition is the corpse in, is Mr. G-House talking like that?”

“Looking at them, it’s probably easier to think that I’ve slept through the night. And look at them.”

At my fingertips, I saw a party of adventurers who were selecting people to enter the warehouse by drawing lots.

It seems that no one wants to see someone skipping dinner.

The vigilante who was closing the warehouse door to keep out the stench was also watching with interest.

However, the results were concise and mixed with joy and sorrow.

“Ah!!”

“f*ck, I won!”

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Only Villian, who volunteered to go in soon, and the unlucky brown-haired adventurer, were left in front of the warehouse.

I looked back at the group and said.

“Do you also decide to draw lots?”

Then the party shook their heads, and Prianian opened his mouth.

Everyone nodded at the opinion of excluding at least one person who would take the young lady to the inn.

Prianian asked me.

“G-House-san, how about going to the inn with Young lady? I’m not feeling well either.”

It wasn’t a bad suggestion, but I shook my head.

At least, even if I see that scene, the already ferocious dream spot won’t become more ferocious, and I’m the most confident among the people here to forget it in my head.

That’s why I’ll have to be the one to go inside.

” Two people are left over there, so I think there should be two left here too. It’s probably right for me to go inside the warehouse. That way, I can rest for one more minute.”

“Then I’d better go too. I’m used to corpses.”

If that happens, there will be only one person left.

Looking at Priest Rien reflexively, she smiled and shook her head.

“I guess I’ll have to go in too! I guess now is the only chance I’ll have to really examine what I felt for that monster!”

Come to think of it, Priest Rien used to detect him from before. That would mean that the monster had something recognizable to her.

Looking at Priyanian, she nodded her head.

After that decision was made. We went into the warehouse.

***

We looked down at him as we surrounded the corpse.

“It smells bad. My uncle’s donkey trough is more fragrant than this.”

The brown-haired adventurer who had lost the lottery muttered, covering his nose with his hand, and Billian chimed in next to him.

“Yeah, whoever’s torch is so bright there, it’s completely steaming inside.”

The hot summer weather made it easy for the body to rot. The village was not luxurious enough to salt the bodies of unidentified monsters with precious salt.

In addition, the inside of the warehouse was lit up like broad daylight with torches so that it was easy to look around, and the temperature and humidity inside the warehouse were quite high as water was sprayed on it before the blood soaked into the floor.

Since it had been aged for several hours in an optimal environment to cause decay, it was only natural that it had a rotting smell and attracted flies.

Soon after, the vigilante who was leading us tried to come inside, but he held his nose and said in a snoring voice in front of the door.

“Come on, I’ll be outside. If you ever need anything, knock on the door. Then another vigilante will come to your aid.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be here too?”

At Billian’s question, he frightened and waved his hand.

“Oops, I’m just a vigilante, so I don’t need to be here. I’m not an expert like you, so I wouldn’t be of any help. I’ll be outside anyway, knock on the door if need be.”

With that said, he quickly disappeared outside where the fresh air awaited him.

Kung.

As the vigilante leading us disappeared, the brown-haired adventurer sighed.

“Oh, you know what kind of adventurer is all-around.”

“Marcus, there are others, so be quiet. Get a dictionary out of your bag. Let’s check what species he is.”

“Okay, Captain.”

While the man named Marcus was taking something out of a bag on his back, Billian came towards us.

He spoke to me with a kind smile.

“Looking at it earlier, it seems that Mr. G-House volunteered, but he has a great sense of humor and courage.”

“No. I just do it because I have to. I’ve gotten used to it.”

In the northern and central regions, the prior study was a bit intense.

Hearing that, Villian shook his head.

“As expected, it’s like someone who jumped off a wooden fence.”

“Not much to say. Come to think of it, it seems that Mr. Billian volunteered to come in too. Was it because he was the leader of the party?”

Looking at his slightly rotten expression, he doesn’t seem to have a good stomach, but it doesn’t seem like he has good courage, so that was the only thing left.

At my question, he nodded.

“There are things like that, but it’s easier to deal with later when you accumulate experience.”

“Adventurers also have a lot of hard work.”

Billian sighed at those words and shook his head.

“Better than searching the sewer. Than that damn sewer.”

I nodded my head at that gesture, which seemed to hold more resentment than I thought.

“Captain, I took out my dictionary and equipment.”

“Okay. Marcus. Anyway, let’s do our best, Mr. Ghouse.”

While he went back to the other side, we put on our gloves and got ready to examine the body.

For some reason, I thought her expression wasn’t good, so I said a word.

“Priest Rien. If you feel tired in the middle, you can take a break.”

After hearing that, the priest laughed and shook his head.

“If one person is missing, it will be difficult for you and the mercenary! Besides, since the mercenary is sick, I think it will be more difficult for me to leave the patient behind!”

That was quite heartwarming.

After that preparation was completed. I heard Billian’s voice.

“As you can see, its limbs are unique. As if they were spliced together here and there, the characteristics of the various species are revealed.”

He lifted one of his arms with one hand and swayed, then picked up a small booklet he was holding in the other hand.

“We’ll check its type with the monster dictionary, so please look for distinguishing features on its body.”

“If it’s a feature, you mean hair or claws?”

“Yes. Not all monsters are of the same species. They can be identified by their fur, claws, specific tattoos or spots, or smell.”

At those words, I looked down at the corpse and thought.

‘How do you find it here? If so, I would have been an adventurer.’

As I said earlier, his corpse was not in a state of preservation.

It looks like it was dragged by a small cart, and the wound that looks like a grinding on the heel is covered with mud and dirt.

The wounds inflicted by me and the adventurers were in a state of hardened traces of oozing.

When you sprinkle water on the floor, sprinkle some on the corpse as a bonus. Is this also a water scarce country?

I sighed and started working.

Jjeok.

“Damn it.”

Breaking through the hardened ooze, I began to examine his limbs.

I didn’t know I’d be doing this kind of review of the injuries I created.

Unlike Yangpanso, who said that looking at swordsmanship would lead to enlightenment, there was only one realization to be gained by examining how the corpse was beaten.

‘f*ck, that’s disgusting as hell.’

Seeing that even the thin brain had hardened on the side of the head that had become blurry due to lack of blood and ooze, I said to Billian.

“Isn’t this supposed to give us some water, or at least wash the corpse? It’s almost like we don’t know if we’re investigating or working as morticians.”

Then I heard Marcus muttering on the other side.

“I assure you, if you ask those people for a little water, they’re going to tremble.

“Marcus.”

Marcus, who was silenced by Billian’s warning, soon began to mumble quietly and do what he had to do.

But Villian also seemed to agree with me, got up from his seat and said.

“Let me tell you a story.”

“Sure.”

As Villian headed for the warehouse door, I rummaged through the disgusting corpse again.

In the meantime.

I heard whispers from the priest who was examining the corpse right next to me.

“Mercenary, would you like to look here?”

The place she pointed to was the least intact part of her body, which became her mop partner.

I thought I saw something strange there.

“What is this?”

“I’m not sure, but I think it’s an imprint.”

Priest Rien replied with a stiff expression.