Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 37

Episode 37 Slave Auction (3)

‘The method to wipe out the underground economy is really simple. It’s about penetrating the core hidden between the dots.’

Bikir recited the lines he had spoken to Chihuahua.

A place where the huge underground economy of Underdog City and the big players who control it gather in one place.

Bikir already knew the place because of his knowledge before returning.

However, it is impossible to subdue this large-scale party alone.

So Bikir had prepared for this in advance.

‘Can I borrow….’

A conversation with Hugo before leaving the Baskervilles.

Clearly then, Bikir said:

‘Can I borrow the Knights once?’

After hearing that, Hugo gave permission after contemplation.

For half a day, the right to freely operate one knightly order, that is, a piece of the Baskerville family’s military authority, was handed over.

‘I’m sure you won’t do anything stupid. son.’

Even though it was limited, the bar that gave up military power had a lot of implications.

It means that he will acknowledge Bikir as his son and treat him accordingly.

In this way, one of the core of the Baskervilles’ military power, the ‘Pitbull Knights’, came under Vikir’s control.

The Iron-Blooded Knights, who said that once all one hundred graduates were dispatched, left no survivors, became Vikir’s limbs for the next six hours.

And now, Vikir is using this to wipe out corruption in the city of Underdog all at once.

‘Hugo was particularly sensitive to military authority. I’m glad you took over the pit bull safely.’

Due to Hugo’s personality, who was extremely wary of local officials having enlisted soldiers, he thought that he would not give up the Knights easily.

But unexpectedly, Hugo’s trust in Vikir was strong, and that made things easier.

Bikir scanned all the Pit Bull Knights lined up behind him.

Since ancient times, fighting dogs should not show their teeth carelessly.

Third-class fighting dogs believe in their own strength and look down on their enemies.

Second-class fighting dogs react too impatiently to the actions of their enemies.

A first-class fighting dog has patience and composure, but his eyes are just as good.

And the fighting dog, which is on the final peak, is calm like an inanimate object, not reacting at all no matter how rampant and threatening the enemy is.

Mokgyejideok (木鷄之德).

It is as if it was carved out of wood.

In that respect, the Pit Bull Knights can be seen as a very well-trained fighting dog group.

They stood behind Bikir like a block of wood, awaiting orders.

Bikir started them off.

“Bite them all and kill them.”

Only then did a hundred pit bulls show their teeth.

Bikir shouted at the running dogs.

“Don’t kill those that lie quietly. But if they move even slightly, kill them without mercy.”

It was a warning.

Bikir’s words were loud enough for his enemies to hear.

Those who lost the will to fight quickly threw down their weapons and fell to the ground, raising their hands and feet upwards.

But most people didn’t.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

“Ahhh save me!”

The lady’s head, which was screaming and shuddering, is cut off mercilessly.

I could see her fat head rolling under the red-stained fur coat.

The middle-aged man who ran away had all his intestines pouring out on the spot.

All those who ran away or screamed, both men and women, were dying.

……That doesn’t mean that those who fell flat were not fine.

“Ugh, let’s lie down. Let’s jump out as soon as the hall is a little quiet.”

Some people lay on their stomachs on the floor and put their hands and feet up.

It was a signal to wait for the handcuffs.

but.

“We don’t carry handcuffs or anything like that.”

A pitbull trooper stepped in front of them, grinning.

Just as the people on the floor were about to ask what they were tying their hands and feet with.

…so bad! …sweet!

The Pit Bull Knight’s knife ran through their limbs.

Wrists and ankles falling off patter.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

“Kkeaaak! What is this!?”

Those who seemed to be crawling on the floor and running away quickly became like insects.

Of course, Pit Bull Knights don’t care at all and throw their bodies at other moving prey.

Meanwhile.

Beside Bikir, a middle-aged man with dark hair can be seen standing with a thick cigar in his mouth.

He was an impressive man with an inverted triangle-shaped body, square jaw, sunken cheeks, sunglasses covering his eyes, and scars all over his face.

Pitbull Knight Commander ‘Boston Terrier Count Les Baskervilles’ asks Bikir.

“Nephew. Are you satisfied?”

“Yes Uncle.”

“Hehehe, guy. If there’s anything else I can help with, just tell me.”

He liked his nephew Bikir quite a bit, but for no particular reason, just because he liked the nimble cotyledons.

In addition, the Boston Terrier judged that there was nothing wrong with building a friendship because he was a nephew who was even favored by the owner, Hugo.

Bikir also didn’t think too bad of the Boston Terrier, who was purely pursuing blood and fights without interest in power or honor and political battles.

At that time, the Chihuahua next to me said in a trembling voice.

“Arson, but would you mind? Even if you cut off your wrists and ankles like that, even though you’re nobles.”

“Well, they’re going to be executed soon anyway. It’s a waste of handcuffs, so it’s enough to keep them from escaping like that.”

Hearing Bikir’s answer, the Boston Terrier smiled even more satisfied.

“Hehehe nephew. You must join our Pit Bull Knights later. This uncle will raise you properly.”

To this, Bikir simply responds with a faint smile.

Eventually, about a minute passed after the Pit Bull Knights broke in, and the situation was completely over.

Literally, one hit.

All the big villains in Underdog City were killed or captured.

Of course, there were those who did not attend by chance, but if you search the ledger or contact records of the things you caught, you will be able to catch their tails.

“This is… this is truly an all-time achievement! It’s absolutely perfect!”

The Chihuahua trembled with excitement as he watched the row after row of criminals in the distance.

The war on crime was declared abruptly and ended surprisingly quickly.

From now on, I have to clean up the remnants, but such overtime would be a piece of cake.

Perhaps the native families who have lost their idiotic sons will not be able to open their mouths about this situation.

The future of the city of Underdog, which was to unfold in the future, was clear, transparent, and bright.

“Congratulations! Now no one will dare to challenge Vikir…?”

The Chihuahua turned her head away in joy.

However, Bikir, who should have listened to the speech, had already left and disappeared for a long time.

* * *

‘……I think it was about this.’

Vikir was already back at the auction house.

A massacre is still taking place in front of the stage on the other side.

By that time, Bikir had slipped behind without anyone noticing and came to the warehouse where the auction items were being kept.

There was a huge amount of gold and silver treasures piled up in the warehouse.

All of them were paid in cash by the nobles who visited this place.

“…I’m sure we’ll be able to secure tax revenue.”

All of these will be reverted to City Hall’s treasury, and the Baskerville family’s financial power will be even stronger.

I was in a bad mood thinking that Hugo would like it, but I decided to move on because it was not important right now.

Bikir searched the warehouse for a while.

Bills and ledgers come out in heaps.

I decided to keep all of them because they would be valuable evidence for the future cleanup.

But there was something else that Bikir was really after.

Bikir grabbed the white cloth covering the corner of the warehouse and pulled it back.

Then there.

“……hmm?”

It’s not what Bikir was looking for, he sees something totally out of the ordinary.

Barbarian girl imprisoned behind bars.

The girl who had run wild until just now was crouching in our corner.

“……Kkeuk groan.”

A savage girl who screams in pain.

Looking closely, there are clear traces of malnutrition and abuse all over the body. It was as if he had been beaten with a whip outside the cage.

‘It must have been corporal punishment after biting the merchants’ fingers earlier.’

Bikir clicked his tongue for a moment.

Soon, he took out a potion for the knights that was worn around his waist.

Then he opened the iron window and sprayed the potion on the girl’s body.

Chii-i-i-ik……

With a loud sound, the wound heals and new skin grows.

The suffering girl opened her eyes and hid in a corner in surprise when she saw Bikir inside the cage.

Bikir looked at the savage girl in silence.

A hair color that is a mixture of black hair and silver hair. pointed ears. Charcoal soot smeared all over the face.

Looking at the forearms and thighs, I can see teeth and claw marks that I have seen many times.

‘Cerberus?’

Old memories came back.

At the time of the practical test at the age of 8, Vikir crossed the safety boundary and entered the waters of the Black Mountain with enemies, and encountered Cerberus, a monster of danger grade A+.

At that time, I remember that Cerberus’ side was full of arrowhead-shaped scars.

“Hmm. Could it be that the barbarian tribe that hunted Cerberus at that time…?”

It was a pretty reasonable guess.

Meanwhile, the barbarian girl seemed to have regained her energy after her wound had healed, and was crouching in the corner of the cage, staring at Bikir

. He said it briefly.

“לך”

means ‘go’.

Upon hearing that, the barbarian girl widened her eyes.

Bikir shrugged once.

She knows how to use basic barbarian language.

Before returning, she met the enemy. It’s because they fought countless times with the barbarians of the Black Mountain. At

Vikir ‘s words to run away

, only the two big eyes of the barbarian girl blink.

Finally, the savage girl came out of the cage, hesitantly.

“…”

After staring at Vikir for a few seconds, she tore the tent and ran away,

taking the potion bottle Vikir had set down on the floor.

אותי שוב”

The savage girl left at the last moment with something, but she spoke so fast that Vikir could

n’t

understand

. Checks ,

antiques…

But what Vikir wanted was something

else .

< Hell Buffalo 'Murcielago' >

Risk Level: A Size

:

3m

Location of discovery: Red and Black Mountains Part 2 Ridge

– A type of cow that lives in the ‘Deep World’ of Hell. It

is said to have 19 hearts. It is known and will not stop charging until they have all stopped.

Buzzing –

Baalzebub on the wrist whining that it is hungry.

The sound of the Pit Bull Knights cutting in the distance. The screams of the enemies coming closer and closer

. It seemed like I had to go.