Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 183

EP.183 People die when kicked by a horse.

The third person, who escaped the horse’s attack by a piece of paper, rolled backwards and retreated.

It was an incredible momentum. If I hadn’t reacted even a little bit, my shoulders would have sunk under the paws of the angry horse.

The sigh of relief was still early. Sajama, whose conversion blow missed, immediately followed, scratching the ground as if dissatisfied.

‘Black Spirit Qigong!’

A dark aura rose from the third body. The energy of the black spirit qigong hid his figure behind the veil of darkness, but the lion’s mane swayed strangely, and he accurately pinpointed the third position.

The third, who belatedly realized the mane’s ability, widened his eyes.

‘Are you reading the wind with your fur! that kind of ability It’s a famous horse that’s hard to see even in the kingdom era…!’

Can not help it. I had to use words, so I wanted to subdue him without hurt as much as possible.

A third drew a throwing dagger from his bosom. As the Qigong was blown in, black energy surged from the blade and melted into the darkness in an instant.

In the dim distance, the third scatters invisible daggers.

“What a beast!”

If you let go of the knife, you will be calm. Blades shimmering in the darkness flew aiming at the horse and rider. Even if you are wearing anti-tank qi-gong, you will not be safe, and beasts that can only use their natural strength will howl in pain.

however.

Ting.

The dagger bounced off with a loud sound. The third opened his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, tough and durable cloth armor was wrapped around them. Vital points, including the rider, are all vital points.

it could be. The third was a familiar fact. Because there are packets in the military.

But the third surprise was something else.

‘Isn’t the fabric… even scratched? A dagger infused with air?’

If the third had known the other person’s identity, he might have agreed.

Sepier Bakia, the 3rd generation Cheonuimubong weaver girl, who was the best holding company in the military and even collaborated in making military headgear.

The best alchemist and tailor in the military, both in name and reality.

It would be an insult to the great achievement of the name of Cheonuimu-bong to call the clothes she made with her resources unsparingly as simple cloth clothes.

But the third one didn’t know that fact, so it was natural to feel unfair.

Peto shrugged and said.

“Because the boss is good at employee welfare.”

After that, a mask close to a mask covered Peto’s face. Clothes that completely cover the whole body that only packets can do.

Although wearing cloth armor. Peto’s appearance was not enough to be called the second coming of an old knight.

Peto, holding a riding whip instead of a spear, pointed at the third and said.

“Skevalli’s Peto Tinheart. Here we go… Mistress! old habit! This is why you shouldn’t take up arms!”

Peto stretched out his whip, fed up with the habit he had grown accustomed to while living as a squire. A whip fell on the third, who retreated from the horse.

Why knights once ruled the world. An incarnation of violence that rides on the back of a creature far faster than humans and wields power on top of it.

Only a knight can stop a knight dressed in expensive armor and clad in qigong.

“Keugh…!”

The third time, he succeeded in dodging a few more times by spreading his stealth skills, but the opponent was a horse. The image of Sajama driving its hooves into concrete and twisting its heavy body even with a person behind it seemed to have forgotten the concept of inertia.

It is burdensome for a rider with a whip to pass by. Not because he was afraid of the whip, but because he could be crushed under his hooves if caught even for a second.

“Without words…!”

It was a mistake not to accurately grasp the opponent’s skill and the ability of the opponent’s equipment.

But it can’t be helped. After the fall of the knight, the seed of the courser in the military was dried up and the packet was not seen until it was inserted.

even.

‘For a horse to be barded with packets…! If it weren’t for the barding, it wouldn’t be a big deal to be a beast!’

Could it be because of the confusion? While the third was in a hurry, Sajama came close.

Sajama grinned as if he had finally caught it and hit the third one with his head and shoulder.

“Keugh…!”

He jumped backwards and exerted his strength, but nevertheless, a shock as if his entire body twisted like laundry hit the third person. If he hadn’t covered his whole body with qigong, his bones would have been broken.

The third skillfully pulled the cloak and wrapped it around the horse’s head while flying. Taking advantage of the brief pause in his panicked words, he deftly bounced and climbed onto another lamppost.

Peto, who had become like a dog chasing a chicken, raised his head. The streetlights were quite high, and a whip would have to reach them, but they wouldn’t do much of an impact.

The third, who secured safety, gritted his teeth and replied.

“Let’s see. Next time, I’ll find you when I’m not ready.”

It was a stern warning for the shadow, but it was absurd to Peto, who was still fighting.

“I’m sorry, but I haven’t prepared for a fight yet, have I? In the first place, my life was a series of injustices.”

“Like a child born to your sister-in-law?”

Someone’s voice came from the dark street.

***

busy busy.

I contacted the shelter and told them to take the kids, and ordered an errand boy to tell the family to prepare for a fight. Those two have their own strength, so they won’t be easily defeated.

ha. In the role of a nanny, in the role of a meerkat. Where else is there a kind neighbor like me that would be nice to get to know? I hope the military will soon award me the Civil Medal of Courage.

Anyway, the job is done and the only thing left is the market. I mean, it’s very unsettling. Unlike a family or a shelter, there are many gaps to squeeze in.

If you’re going to fight the Transporters, I’m not one to step in, but the Shadows are a bit like that.

good. Now let’s look around the market. After roughly organizing the other places, I headed towards the market leading the wagon.

“It was rewarding to go here and there with the captain.”

It was meaningful enough to look around the military with the captain. I couldn’t read the thoughts of the executive-level half-shadow, but at least I could find their target in the memories of the messenger or contact person.

As expected, their purpose was markets, shelters and families. Organizations that form and roll as one force in the back alleys of the military.

The shadow, who did not want to share the pie with them, tried to explode the complaints accumulated in the back alley as gunpowder at once.

However, I’m the type to hit a match once the gunpowder is piled up. I set fire to the wick that was supposed to burn slowly and exploded first.

The result is this. Chaos where real desires collide with desires, not fights led by shadows.

If you’re going to cause a conflict, do it hotly. Don’t play with someone’s intentions.

It was time for me to mumble and head to the market.

The front was noisy. When I pulled my head out and looked out, Peto-senpai on horseback was fighting with a half-shadow.

Senior Peto, who gave me heartfelt advice at the host bar… Even if I hadn’t been kicked out because I met a widow who lost her husband in a foreign country, I would have gained more credibility.

Anyway, the senior was fighting well. He acted as if he had PTSD whenever he talked about knights and seeds, but his career of having a fight because of his relationship with a woman doesn’t go anywhere.

Actually, the horse fights better than the seniors, but anyway. The senior aimed at the opponent without falling even in the middle of the horse running wild.

Even if you look at the numbers and the 2:1 equipment, the senior is superior. Even the senior rode a horse. It’s not just a horse, it’s a horse in armor.

I knew it. As expected, the horse hit the half-shadow with its shoulder. Even in the middle of it, the half-shadow, which absorbed the shock by running backwards, used the recoil to jump on top of the lamppost.

hmm. what about that Shall I hit you with an automatic wagon?

no. Then I’ll run and dodge. If I crash into it, I’ll lose because it hurts.

good. decided. I got off the wagon and approached cautiously. Then he stretched out his left hand and took out a card.

Diamond 3 each bow.

I gently folded the card with my thumb and forefinger, and gently wrapped the body with my three middle fingers. Infuse magical energy into that state to transform alchemy.

The card grew out of its curved shape. The card, which was soft like a sprout, gradually became stiff as it grew, and soon it became so hard that it was difficult to pull it.

The third, not noticing that I was aiming the bow, said to the senior.

“Let’s see. Next time, I’ll find you when I’m not ready.”

“I’m sorry, but I haven’t prepared for a fight yet, have I? In the first place, my life was a series of injustices.”

“Like a child born to your sister-in-law?”

Oops. the words are nice

well it doesn’t matter that much

Do you know how upset it was when a senior, whose morality was questioned, resigned and ran away after having a child a week after the widow’s funeral?

The important thing is whether I can hit that or not. That’s it.

It is a card that has been converted into arrows that have been fully pulled with a winch. The moment the transformation is complete, it will regain its full elasticity and shoot an arrow.

The zero point has been set, so if you get the posture right, only one shot is a hit and it’s a killer.

In fact, it’s a crossbow that was pulled in advance rather than Gakgung, but the shape is Gakgung anyway.

“A person without talent should prepare thoroughly.”

After I finished aiming, I muttered that and completed the conversion. For an instant, I felt as if a huge wall was pushing my left arm away.

A thump and the sound of something being pulled.

‘arrow? But arrows are anti-tank air…’

Yes. That damn anti-tank machine. No matter how much an arrow was drawn with a winch, it wouldn’t do much damage.

As long as there is anti-tank air, arrows and bullets are no better than shooting underwater.

But what I’m aiming for is not your body.

It’s a street light.

The arrow pierced the neck of the lamppost.

The soft steel of alchemy, which forms the facilities of the military, somehow survives shaking, but is vulnerable to sharp things like arrows. The street lamp, broken from the middle, began to fall helplessly.

Whether it’s Bantan Qigong or whatever, the Earth Mother pulls them equally. The third, who momentarily lost his support, also failed to break the law.

And beneath it, an angry horse awaits. As if waiting, Sajama planted her front paws into the ground and turned her body. The strong hind legs aimed for the third.

“not…!”

I hurriedly turned around in the air to avoid it, but the senior’s whip flew at the right time. The whip-wrapped body froze in the air.

Above it, the horse’s hind hooves lodged.

The crackling sound was close to breaking the sculpture. The third body, which received an unbearable shock, flew away.

Unlike an arrow, a horse’s back kick cannot be blocked with a half bullet.

A third half-shadow flying with its eyes reversed.

This should have reduced the number of people wondering if it was a half-shadow or something. Yeah, there are too many catchy guys.

The senior, who watched the scene of a man getting hit by a horse from the first class, muttered in a daze.

“…Baby. The marriage was not planned. Don’t say that in front of the kids.”

“Show her and say something like that. Shall we go take a look while we talk?”

“no. Do not come. I know that my daughter is precious…”

The card that served its purpose slowly returned to its original form. Only the number 3 was written on the returned card, but the diamond shape forming a vertical line inside was gone.

While I was chatting casually, the carriage door opened.