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

The Kingdom of Oreg is the only landlocked country in the Northern Continent. The town's terrain features many undulating slopes, and the streetscape can be seen at a glance from the entrance.

A landlocked country is one in which no river flows through it. The entire Kingdom of Oreg is not large, at most seven or eight square kilometers, which is roughly equivalent to a dozen Vatican cities.

In the Great Northern Lands, the other three countries—Tirno, Cecily, and Rodland—are all built along the coast, so Oreg is not only unique in its culture but also in its location.

Despite being located in a wilderness area, the streets and ground were all a dull yellow color. However, it must be said that the city was built in a rather grand manner, with three majestic towers surrounding the city. Looking inside, one could easily spot the building that was the tallest in the entire country.

The entire structure reflects white light, and the locals call it the "Palace of Stars," which seems to imply that stars are the purest things in the world, thus turning all light into pure white light.

However, as House stared at that damned building that was almost blinding, only one thought occupied his mind:

That means the person who built this building must be mentally ill. They put a bunch of reflective glass in there to torment pedestrians. Do they think they're so sophisticated?

"You...it's you! I remember you! Aren't you that filthy, swine-like prisoner?! You're still alive?!"

Oh...sorry, I was so focused on expressing my feelings that I forgot about you.

House slowly turned around. Facing the insults from his former 'friend' Minsk, he felt no anger whatsoever. Rather, why should he be angry?

House responded softly, "Hmm~ It is me, you haven't mistaken me for someone else."

That's right, it was House who asked Old Sangbo to bring Minsk into the city. Since fate had brought them to this point, how could he not have a heart-to-heart talk with the other party?

"Oh shit..."

But doesn't this also show that Mr. Smith is truly a scoundrel? Even though he's worse off than a stray dog ​​on the street, his sense of justice remains undiminished.

Without even hesitating, he rolled up his sleeves and charged towards House:

"You damned prisoner! You managed to escape in the chaos, and you dare to show your face in front of me and yell at me? I'll fucking tear you apart!"

......

A moment later, Minsk, who had lost two front teeth, trembled in a corner deep in the alley, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

Perhaps the soldiers just beat him up to vent their anger, but this man in the wheelchair clearly wasn't; this madman was really going all out!

House remained silent, but silently walked up to him, grabbed him by the collar, and then launched a series of surprise slaps.

"I—uh!"

"Stop fucking—ooh!"

"Let me tell you—Pfft!"

"I said let's talk—oh uh!"

"I...I was wrong! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

House's hand froze in mid-air. Looking at Minsk, whose face was so swollen that it was completely asymmetrical, his previously dark expression finally broke into a smile.

"It would have been better if we had done this sooner. Actually, we don't have any deep-seated hatred between us, right?" House released the other person and threw him to the ground.

Hmm... to be honest, thinking about it carefully, the two of them don't seem to have any major conflicts.

But after all, he was the bastard who almost got him killed in the newbie village, so House didn't think there was anything wrong with beating him up.

Moreover, he had questions for him, and unless he beat him back to reality, this arrogant "vice commander" would probably not answer him obediently.

"Listen carefully, I have a question for you. What happened after that group of prisoners rioted?"

"ha?"

Minsk winced; if he hadn't been threatened with violence, he would have cursed House's ancestors for eight generations.

"You...you still have the nerve to ask me?" Minsk gritted his teeth and accused, "My soldiers were killed or wounded in the process of suppressing those prisoners, and because of the delay, they were subsequently hunted down by the monster alliance! In the end, they couldn't escape and all of them died! All because of you! All because of you!"

At this point, Minsk, no longer afraid of death, suddenly straightened his back, pointed at House's nose, and cursed, "Damn it...you filthy prisoner! You damned pig! I should have killed you first!"

For a general to lose his honor, his status as a soldier, and even his identity as a soldier within a week is practically the same as being dead. Now, to be humiliated by a former prisoner... Minsk thought with tears in his eyes, "If that's the case..." He'd rather be dead! Letting this bastard kill him would be a relief!

However, in response to Minsk's curses, House stated:

I don't even give you the time of day.

Once he knew what he wanted to know, he decisively turned his wheelchair around and walked towards the alley entrance.

Minsk became anxious when he saw that House wasn't attacking him.

"Where the hell are you going? Hey! Come back here! Go ahead and hit me!"

"There's no need for that," House said with a soft laugh. "Didn't I tell you, we don't have any deep-seated hatred? Just live well, and I'll be waiting for the day you make a comeback."

House said this in a relaxed and cheerful tone, while Minsk's face turned as red as a blazing chili pepper. To him, this was an insult, the ultimate insult!

After House got back into the car, old Semper asked in confusion, "Mr. House, who exactly is that...?"

"It doesn't matter anymore... I originally thought this guy would know some secrets, but it seems I was overthinking it."

Kiaran watched House's retreating figure, then slightly crossed his arms: "Old Sangbo, when will we get our payment?"

Old Sangbo put his hands together and said, "Oh, don't worry, it won't be long. As long as we go to the Star Palace to deliver the goods to the King early tomorrow morning, and then wait for the Minister of Finance to pay, our transaction will be over."

When Omia heard that she would receive this huge sum of money tomorrow, she couldn't contain her excitement. How many alchemy materials could this money buy... she couldn't even imagine!

But Kiaran was clearly not happy, and another night was wasted...

"Don't worry, you three," Old Sangbo said, demonstrating his thoughtfulness after all these years of hard work. "I'll cover your accommodation tonight. I'm sorry for taking up your precious time, haha."

"Hmm..." Kiaran bit her tongue with her canine teeth. Since the other party had already said so much, it would seem like she was of poor character not to respond.

One night... Anyway, with three hundred gold coins, she could change modes of transportation, so she simply compromised and said:

"Alright then, I was just looking for a blacksmith to make weapons anyway..."

As she spoke, Kiarlan squatted down beside the carriage, ready to jump down, but Old Sangbo hurriedly grabbed her, saying, "Wait, wait! Miss Kiarlan... don't rush off. We haven't finished our routine business yet; we must complete this task before we can move freely in the city!"

These words startled all three of them: "Routine...business?"

Old Sangbo nodded: "Yes, the three of you don't know?"

House shook his head: "I...don't know, what business is it?"

"Pray to the Star God! This is a necessary step once we enter the Kingdom of Oreg, otherwise who knows what trouble might arise," Old Sangbo said, pulling on the reins. "It's alright, it'll be quick. We're heading towards that church now."

House was ashamed...byd I've never even heard of such an outrageous rule in North Korea*.

After entering a country, you actually have to pray to the local gods first?!