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

"Hmm... alright," Gray, having readjusted his emotions, suppressed his anger and returned to being the gentle knight. "I'm sorry I couldn't control my emotions just now. Whenever I hear news of monsters slaughtering humans... I feel guilty for not having killed all the monsters yet."

"Kill them all... there's no need to be so extreme..." House tried to smooth things over for Doan.

Gray suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in an unwavering tone:

"No, monsters deserve to die! Good or bad! All monsters deserve to die! This is a principle every paladin should uphold!"

Kiaran chuckled and patted House on the shoulder, indicating that there was no need for him to argue with the paladins on this matter.

She continued, "So... Commander Gray, what are your thoughts now that you know this? I doubt you're going to head straight to the Forest of Fallen Giants to confront those goblins head-on, are you?"

Gray frowned and tilted his head from side to side:

"Although I wish I could kill them right now to avenge those poor villagers... it is clear that my legion has less than a tenth of their number of soldiers. If we were to fight them head-on, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock... I cannot gamble with the lives of those children."

He sighed again: "So... I think we'll bypass the Forest of Fallen Giants and travel a few more days through the Wellmans Canyon before heading to the Southern Continent."

House breathed a sigh of relief. Well, although his values ​​were a bit outdated, at least he wasn't reckless.

But House didn't understand why Kiarland specifically asked this question.

At this moment, Kiaran crossed his arms and asked, "Then may I ask, Commander Gray, is your unit's food supply adequate?"

The question left everyone else bewildered. Gray narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Abundant indeed... Miss Chiarand means you want some? No problem! Take as much as you want!"

"No, no, no," Kiaran refused with a smile, "we don't need food."

House stood to the side, his eyes bulging, inwardly roaring, "Who said his mother doesn't need it! I'm starving right now!"

"We don't need food... then what do the three of you need?"

Kiaran ruffled House's hair, then shrugged and said:

"I hope Commander Gray can do us a favor."

"What? Just say the word! We, as paladins, will do our utmost to help you..."

"I hope the Knights can take those children away for us."

"...Huh?" Gray's expression froze. "Take...they away?"

The leather boots creaked as Chiarand paced back and forth.

"Yes, we will only be traveling to increasingly dangerous areas in the future. Taking those children with us will not only put them in danger, but also us. So please, Commander Gray, take them with you."

It was called a discussion, but it was more like a moral blackmail, because Gray simply couldn't refuse the "suggestion" made by Kiaran.

Do you expect me to stand by and watch a group of pitiful children wander thousands of miles across the cold northern continent, homeless and adrift?

That's definitely impossible!

But Gray himself had some concerns, because he didn't know how to arrange the future of these children... and none of the roughnecks in the Knights knew how to take care of children.

However, he dismissed these questions after only two seconds of thought; for him, it was a question he shouldn't have hesitated over.

"I understand... Thank you for entrusting the future of those children to our Holy Knights. I swear by my life and faith that I will spare no effort to create a better future for them!"

Seeing that Gray agreed, Omia and House breathed a sigh of relief, finally solving the most difficult part.

To be honest, House was quite worried. He didn't know much about these paladins and didn't know if they could take good care of the children.

But since Kiarland trusted them so much, House thought he was probably worrying unnecessarily, and it really was the best solution at the moment.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Commander Gray." House extended his arm.

"Hmm!" Gray's large hand gripped tightly. The paladin was indeed polite. As the leader, Gray had no airs at all. When facing House, a disabled man who was just a commoner to him, he specially took off his armor and even stood up before holding House's hand.

"Oh right..." Gray rubbed his chin after withdrawing his hand and said, "I haven't answered your questions yet, about the group of adventurers you just asked me about... There are actually many more like that, so you three should be careful."

"Be careful...be careful of what?" House asked.

Gray pursed his lips: "Hmm... let me think where to begin. First of all, according to what I've heard, the Kingdom of Oreg is in a very turbulent state right now."

"The royal family of the Kingdom of Oreg has gone bankrupt for unknown reasons. Those once powerful and supreme rulers can't even afford half a gold coin now."

"Bankrupt?"

Holy crap... This is some other world, a bubble economy in a period of economic depression, right?

"Why did you go bankrupt?" House pressed.

"The reason... I'm not sure either. I guess it might be because of the war? Or some domestic political strife or something?" Gray tapped his fingers on his knee.

"However, whatever the reason, the biggest problem caused by the royal family's bankruptcy is that the Kingdom of Oreg can no longer afford to pay the wages of the adventurers they recruited at high prices."

After hearing this, House seemed to have all the wrinkles in his brain smoothed out:

"--ha?"

Can't afford...wages?

"This isn't over yet. This was already a terrible incident, wasn't it?"

Grey sat up straight and said, "But do you know how the royal family of Oregon resolved this incident?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison, while Gray, seemingly amused and exasperated, said in a helpless tone:

"Faced with thousands of adventurers wielding swords and standing up for justice, the Kingdom of Oreg chose... to bury its head in the sand."

"They directly accused these adventurers of 'maliciously demanding unpaid wages' and then expelled them all from the country. Because the Kingdom of Oreg is a country where the monarchy reigns supreme, there is no Adventurers' Guild there, so these expelled adventurers didn't even have a place to stay... As a result, many homeless adventurers turned to banditry and became robbers and raiders on the spot."

House and the others were speechless upon hearing this news... Are the people of the Kingdom of Oreg even human?

You're choosing 'or' between Yes and NO, right?

So you chose to pay tribute over stress relief? What kind of 20th-century modern approach is this? If you can't solve the problem, you solve the person who raised it, right?

House thought to himself, "This isn't the kind of fighting style I've experienced before! Why am I being served up this in another world?"

Is Ma Kua's malicious demand for unpaid wages a term invented by humans...?

The Kingdom of Oreg longs for this?

Gray sighed again and said, "However, while these guys are indeed pathetic, they are absolutely not trustworthy!"

His eyes suddenly turned fierce, like a leopard's: "I'm a prime example! An hour ago, when I led the advance troops of my regiment through this area, I was tricked by those beasts. They begged us for food, but then launched a sneak attack when we let our guard down!"

"Anyway..." Gray patted his butt and stood up again, "If the three of you are going to the capital, you'd better avoid the Kingdom of Oreg. The surrounding areas are all very chaotic."

He walked past the room toward the door: "I'm going to talk to my men about the children and the food we just discussed. It's such a long distance, we can't go anywhere without supplies. You guys should go and get some to take with you. I'm begging you."

House, rubbing his rumbling stomach, said, "Alright, alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

Kiaran and House exchanged glances, and both thought to themselves, since they've all left, let's get ready to set off again.

So the group turned and headed toward the door, but just then Oreg, who was at the door, paused, his hand getting stuck halfway on the doorknob.

"Hmm!"

He turned his head as if suddenly realizing something: "Oh right... there's one more thing I wanted to confirm with the three of you..."

"So, you all set off because you wanted to go to Rodoran to witness the [Hero's Execution] firsthand?"