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The Hero is Not Coming
The Hero is Not Coming - Chapter 29

The Hero is Not Coming - Chapter 29

The day before, Edmund was in the room where Alon and Ariadne were discussing a strategy for dealing with the monsters' hideout. A map of the region was in the middle of the table, and it showed the monster's underground lair to be located close to the border at the foot of a hill.

‘We don’t know how many are inside, so the plan is to create a killzone around the hideout and use smoke to lure them outside. I would like to ask Edmund to accompany us as a safety measure, as this could get ugly.’ Alon pointed at Edmund before looking back at Ariadne.

‘Alright, Alon, this seems like a good plan and you may take the peasant with you.’ While examining the map, Ariadne tapped her fan on the table.

As Edmund heard their plan and observed the map, he quietly left the room without anybody noticing. Out of the village chief’s house, he looked around and saw that everyone was busy doing their thing and proceeded to the wagon, where the rail cannon was, before moving it along with the ammunition to the other wagon, which was filled with nothing more than some clothing and Edmund's sword.

‘How am I supposed to test my cannon if they do things like this? Saying sorry is better than asking for permission, Ariadne would use slave magic to stop me from going alone.’ As he sat on the driver's seat, Edmund muttered to himself.

Every soldier was on patrol, and the drivers were eating. However, as he was leaving, a Shafran soldier posted at the entrance raised his hand.

‘Hey, Edmund, where are you going?’ The soldier raised his eyebrow.

‘Alon is working with the duchess to plan the attack on the monster hideout, so I’m going to conduct my experiments away from the village to avoid attracting monsters close to the village.’ Edmund grinned.

‘Well, I see you have your sword at your back; you can take care of yourself, but do you have permission to go? The soldier asked.

‘ I’m a slave; how can i do things whiout permission?’ Edmund let out a shoulder shrug.

‘Yeah, okay, you can go then.’ The soldier went back to his position.

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‘Have a nice day.’ Edmund waved his hand.

By watching the wagon drivers at the mansion, Edmund learned how to slowly drive a wagon, but oddly, he was unable to ride a horse. Although he could clearly recall the hero riding, maybe his body wasn’t used to it.

He had traveled for hours, but there was still plenty of light. To get a better view, Edmund walked up a hill, carrying his cannon. On the other side of the plain, a goblin and an ork were standing outside a cave at the foot of another hill.

‘I’m hoping my cannon will be able to handle it. Well, this is just a test; I can finish the job with my sword.’ He thought to himself.

Edmund went back to the wagon and got his sword and the ammunition to the top of the hill, where he had clear sight of the monster’s hideout. He had ten shots to test; the distance was the problem; he had no idea if it would go that far or if it would even work.

‘First, let’s test the iron one. I don’t even know if I can aim from this distance.’ He grabbed one of the ammunitions.

Edmund louaded the cannon from the back, put it on his shoulders, and lifted the sight to aim. His aim was pointed at Ork; it was a long distance away, but not so far that he couldn’t see his target. He pulled the trigger, and the cannon began to emit a humming sound. As he held the trigger, the sound increased in frequency until it abruptly stopped.

‘Hmm, let us see what happens.’ Edmund released the trigger.

It caused a muffled bass sound as the rounded projectile was propelled toward the ork, followed by a blue trail. At the same time, the ammunition slipped from the back of the cannon, showing a circular hole right before falling to the ground and splitting into four parts. He attempted to adjust the aim so that it would drop a bit, but instead, it was straight and flew right above the ork's head, setting off an explosion on the hill because of the power of the impact and causing the monsters to become alarmed as it left a large hole on the hill.

‘It is more powerful than I thought. Now let’s use the explosive type.’ He spoke proudly.

Edmund started to load the explosive round into the cannon before pulling the trigger and aiming for the cave. Still confused, the ork looked around only to jump to the ground, scared because of the sound and the blue trail that passed right to his side. The goblin, on the other hand, just looked to the cave as it became bright by the blue trail. Right after a huge explosion came from the cave, the blast made pieces or rocks fly out of the cave and hit the goblin in the head. Edmund could see some parts of the top of the hill crumble as though they were imploding.

‘This one is good, but I need to see the size of the explosion.’ He thought.

Once again, Edmund loaded the cannon, pulled the trigger, and aimed on the two monsters The wast was right in the middle of the two, and in an instant, a sizable explosion occurred, engulfing the two in fire and smoke. At the same time, monsters began to emerge from the cave. Edmund had time to reload and fire, as they were all confused by the blast that afflicted their kin right before their eyes. The second shot was a finishing blow to the confused creatures, who did nothing but scream as the flames and blast destroyed their bodies.

‘This thing is awesome; i could make it bigger and mount on something or make it smaller, that would be called a... railgun!?!?’ He shouted in excitement.

After this, he continued to fire against the hill to continue his tests. The final shot was into the already cumbled cave entrance. Edmund grabbed his sword and dashed to the destroyed monster hideout, where all of the burned corpses showed no sign of life. This made him think deeply while observing the scenario around him.

‘Conquering the dungeon isn’t just a dream anymore.’ He though