What does it mean that the Demon King was killed by a wheelchair?

When House arrived at the church, Rudik was holding an ice pack to his face. He looked exhausted, his spine was bent, and he was squatting on the steps as if he had collapsed.

He looked incredibly pathetic. House stared at him for a few seconds, then pulled out a spiked club, still covered in blood and gore, from under his wheelchair and tossed it at his feet.

"The mission is complete, but there was a slight oversight in what I told you... Besides the goblin, there was also an orc."

Rudik's stiff expression finally changed, and he paused:

"Orcs? How could that be... I..."

House interrupted him: "I've already killed him. As for the payment..."

"ah..."

Rudik was quick-witted. He pulled out a small bag of silver coins from his pocket and stuffed it into House's hand: "Here are fifty silver coins in total. The extra twenty are your overtime pay. Anyway... thank you, Mr. House."

House's lips curled slightly as he weighed the heavy silver coin in his hand. "Ah, it's good to have money. Holding money makes you feel powerful."

as well as--

【Ding! 】

The familiar Wind Spirit Moon Shadow sound effects... This damn cheat code is finally back!

Side quest completed

The Goblin Rudic quest has been completed.

[Rating: B-]

【award...】

House waved his arm in the air, temporarily dispelling the system interface.

Dude, I'm busy advancing the storyline, so don't bother me. I'll check the rewards after we finish talking.

House then pulled the papyrus sheets from under his wheelchair and handed them to the goblin, asking:

"This is what I found in that orc camp. It seems to have been a scout. Can you read this writing? Could you translate it for me?"

"Translate it?"

"Yes, translate it."

Rudik took the paper and glanced at it briefly, but his brows furrowed quickly: "This...this is a search map."

"Search image?"

"Yes, these papers record which areas it has searched since it came to this forest. They're looking for..." Rudik exclaimed in shock, "My God... these guys... these guys are looking for the Lordcrafted Weapon!!"

House, on the other hand, stared blankly with dead fish eyes:

"Uh... I already know that, is that all?"

"Huh?" Rudik's lips trembled. "Didn't you say you couldn't understand it...?"

"I captured a goblin and interrogated him; the kid was terrified and told me everything. Oh, speaking of which, I should ask you one more question, Mr. Rudik..."

House lowered his voice, deliberately avoiding revealing the truth:

"Do you know Kevis?"

Upon hearing the name, Rudik's expression remained unchanged. He frowned and said, "I know him, of course I know him... It's because of him that the goblins became the orcs' servants! He deserves to die!"

"and then?"

"Oh right! He was also one of the initiators of the Demon King's Alliance. He was the one who orchestrated this war. That guy is violent, vulgar, and incomprehensible!"

"and then?"

"Uh..." Rudik lowered his head and thought for a moment, "and then...and then I finished cursing."

Rudik's expression was sincere and earnest, and with his swollen face, no one would doubt him even slightly.

House had a moment of disbelief, thinking... perhaps Ruyak had told a huge lie to deceive him?

But he dismissed the idea a second later... because he noticed a flaw in Rudik's flawless performance.

There was no fear in his emotions.

The goblins trembled at the mere mention of the name Jeeves, but Rudik was different. He was filled with resentment, sorrow, and grief... but when that name was mentioned, he showed not a trace of fear.

He lied.

House didn't know why he was hiding it, but he didn't intend to find out.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't curious, but House knew that sometimes the less you know, the less trouble you'll cause. Whatever the goblin father and son wanted to do, or what deep-seated grudges they had, it had nothing to do with him. And that damned plan of of Jeeves now seemed to have come to nothing. With the royal artifact so well protected, how was he supposed to get in and take it?

It seems that the mission of these goblin vanguard was doomed to failure from the start, because the Lord Artifact they were searching for was actually in the village.

To destroy the village, you must destroy the royal weapon.

To destroy the royal weapon, you must destroy the village.

What a painful cycle BYD is! House was fed up with all this goblin nonsense, so he asked Rudik for other information.

"I have a question for you. Have you heard any rumors about heroes?"

"Hero...?"

House nodded: "That's right, any rumors will do, whether it's official history or unofficial history."

Rudik scratched his cheek awkwardly: "Your question is really stumping me. Where are there any human heroes left in the Northern Continent these days?"

"There are no more heroes? Why?"

The other person shook his head: "Mr. House, it's not that I'm unwilling to answer you, but I'm a goblin... I don't know anything about heroes. All I know is that hundreds of years ago, these people were the ones who killed my ancestors, and everyone loved them. But later... it seems that some major event happened, and the heroes turned into traitors overnight. They became rats that everyone wanted to kill."

"Discrimination against heroes is also related to the region. I have only heard that the Sky Continent, the Sea Continent, and the Southern Continent turn a blind eye to heroes; only our Northern Continent still harbors great hatred towards them."

House felt somewhat disappointed at not getting the information he wanted; it seemed he would have to spend money to borrow some materials from the library...

So he started praying to the heavens, hoping that the bookstore would have a brief history of heroes written like an online novel. If all he had to do was a huge stack of thick, tattered reference books for him to consult... just imagining it made him incredibly bored.

"All right..."

After a brief chatter, House pushed his wheelchair back a few steps to leave, and Rudik also got up to see House off.

But just a second before House was about to say goodbye, his half-open mouth suddenly stopped.

"Um, Mr. Rudik... your hand is bleeding."

"Huh?" Rudik looked down and, sure enough, there was a laceration on the web of his right hand. The wound wasn't big, but because it was a laceration, there was a lot of bleeding.

Rudik panicked immediately. He quickly pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it against the wound. The red mark spread out like a cloud on the handkerchief. It was clearly just a minor, ordinary injury, but Rudik acted as if he was terrified.

"I must have been beaten up by those guys just now..." He forced a wry smile. "Thanks for your concern... but I'm fine with this little injury."

House remained silent for a few seconds, then finally smiled and nodded in response.

"Okay, then be careful, see you next time."

See you next time.

The town gradually darkened, the lights went out, and the moon climbed higher and higher. House passed by the square where the celebrations had ended, and now there was no one there except for a few drunkards who couldn't get up.

All sorts of drinks, leftover food, garbage, overturned tables and chairs, and dirty flower petals were everywhere. The more wonderful the celebration was, the uglier it became afterward.

As House wheeled his chair, he looked down at the web of his right hand, where there was a scar almost identical to Rudik's.

This injury was caused by the reaction force he experienced while wrestling with Rune.

"A laceration on the tiger's mouth... Mr. Rudik, you really can't lie at all."