Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 48

Episode 48 Husband Hunting (3)

Bikir thought.

‘It looks familiar.’

The female warrior in front of me had definitely seen it before.

……But there was no time to think for a long time.

Peruk-

Finally, the female warrior’s long legs flew in and kicked Bikir in the stomach.

A tingling sensation in the vertebrae. An unbelievable sense of weight.

There was no way this type of taijutsu would be possible without using the aura.

Bikir landed on the floor after doing a couple of somersaults in the air.

‘Coriander.’

The savage female warrior in front of her was no ordinary bet.

The face was painted with charcoal soot, so it was not possible to accurately identify the face, but at least it looked like it was in its late teens or early twenties.

It seems difficult to fight while hiding your skills.

The moment when Bikir lowers his stance and prepares for a full-fledged battle.

The female warrior’s mouth opened.

“Didn’t you say you’d see me again?”

It was a poor imperial language.

It was only then that Bikir remembered where he had seen this barbarian female warrior in front of him.

A girl who was confined like an animal in a cage when she wiped out an illegal slave auction in Underdog City in the past.

She was destined to be turned into human flesh by perverted aristocrats.

At that time, Bikir overturned the auction house and helped her escape by opening the barbed wire door.

Even while taking the potions separately.

“You repay the favor with the enemy.”

The barbarian girl shook her head at what Bikir said while frowning.

“I. Slave. Revenge for being captured. Morgue. It has nothing to do with you.”

It seems that the Morgue family had something to do with the fact that this savage girl was captured by the slave traders.

It was no wonder that Hagiya Morg had a constant dispute with the barbarians over the development of the ruby mine.

Apparently, this large-scale raid was retaliation for the barbarian girl’s near misfortune when she was captured by slave traders.

Bikir narrowed his eyes.

‘That means that this woman has a fairly high status.’

yet. The savage girl chinned her chin at the faraway wolf.

Around the wolf’s waist was tied Camu, who had been caught in a noose.

“As much as they suffered. We pay them back. We too. Women. The next leader. Take them.”

Conflict between Balak and Morgue. The girl swung her bow and drove back the wolves around her.

retreat signal.

All of Balak’s warriors began to fall back at once. At the point of capturing Camus alive, the attitude seemed to have ended.

The savage girl looked a bit worried, then spoke to Vikir.

“Come with me if you want your woman back.”

“……Do you speak the imperial language?”

Bikir kept talking to her to buy some more time to gather any more clues.

But that was the end.

Immediately after uttering those words, the savage girl immediately turned the wolf and disappeared into the jungle.

Vikir tried to immediately go after him.

Pipipipiping-

it was impossible because of the countless showers of arrows.

‘……Should I show my strength?’

If he pulled out all his hidden power, he seemed to be able to break through that rain of arrows.

however.

“Camuya!”

That was impossible as Adolf, who had led his soldiers, stormed into the battlefield.

Bikir stepped back for a moment to avoid the arrow.

There are many eyes to see, so you can’t reveal your power carelessly.

“You bastards! Give me my nephew!”

Enraged, Adolf turned the whole land upside down using massive magic.

But Balak’s warriors were quick and skillful.

The lead group easily escaped Adolf’s magic and disappeared over the sea, while the trailing units dispersed in numerous directions to confuse the pursuing party.

In the end, most of Balak’s raiders fled into the jungle, leaving only a few casualties.

“This is such nonsense…!”

Adolf stood there, stunned and blank.

The wizards who came to reinforce were also the same.

It took less than three minutes for Morgue to respond to the emergency signal announcing the invasion, but Balak’s raid was systematic and swift enough that the whole situation was over within that time.

The raiders came in very determinedly, and the work grew bigger due to the carelessness of Camu, who lacked practical experience.

It doesn’t matter if it’s slavery or damage to crops, but the kidnapping of the next head of the family was truly a huge incident.

“Maybe this job is good!”

Adolf stomped his feet as he watched the sun go down over the water.

The floods of the Red and Black Mountains are a terrifying place, but when the sun goes down, it becomes even more dangerous.

Entering it at night was a suicidal act, so even the magicians of the House of Morgue were not able to pursue it easily.

Because if you do something wrong, it will lead to annihilation.

……just then.

“You can still chase.”

Bikir stepped forward.

He looked at the deep sea and continued.

“I once went inside when I was little.”

Of course it’s a lie. It’s just that I went in for a short time when I was 8 years old.

However, because Bikir had countless experiences of searching and reconnaissance subjugation before returning, he was also able to see through most of the geography of the sea.

Meanwhile, the mages of Morguega made an absurd expression at Vikir’s words.

A wizard notices and opens his mouth.

“It is suicide to enter the black mountain with the enemy of the darkness…”

But he couldn’t finish the words.

“If you want to fall out, leave. I won’t make it an issue later.”

Morgue Adolph stood in front of Bikir with bloodshot eyes.

He is aware of Bikir’s extraordinaryness to some extent.

Before long, Adolf bent over and brought him to eye level with Bikir.

…aaah!

Adolf squeezed Bikir’s hand with both hands.

“Please. Help me save my nephew.”

Bikir nodded.

The raiders from before had obviously aimed at him and threw a noose, and it was Camus who hit it instead.

If you are in debt, how to pay it? Vikir moved without a word and went into the jungle, where countless roots were tangled.

‘Maybe this is an opportunity to escape from Hugo’s control.’

Did they say that a crisis is an opportunity? Bikir had the idea that he could take advantage of this situation.

dimly.

It was dusk.

* * *

In the sea of red and black mountains, all kinds of monsters and poisonous grass traps are infested.

Bone-sucking mosquitoes, thorny vines with deadly venom, silent walking spiders, narrow, deep cliffs between rocks covered by fallen leaves, and so on.

Ordinary people cannot survive even a few hours in this flood, and the situation is not much different even for beings who have reached the extreme of nothingness.

Furthermore, the night of the flood is so deep and dark that even barbarians are reluctant to pass.

Because all kinds of dangerous things that were not moving during the day wake up.

So it was only natural that even the bravest warriors of the House of Morgue would not dare to venture into the dark waters.

……however.

In the jungle, there was a being who managed to weave through all these potential killers at an astonishing speed.

Bikir. Bikir van Baskerville.

He burned blades of grass to drive out poisonous insects, crossed cliffs hidden under dirt and fallen leaves, and rubbed animal excrement on his clothes to hide his body odor and presence.

Everything is a series of extremely skillful movements.

Morgue and the Baskervilles who followed him had no choice but to stick out their tongues.

“…Are all the boys in the Baskervilles like that?”

“It can’t be The deputy consul is particularly special.”

Staffordshire shrugged at Adolf’s puzzled question.

However, Bikir, who is at the forefront of the road, is unconcerned

. It was an old tracking technique.’

Swordsmen in those days weren’t just good at swordfighting. Herb gathering

, reconnaissance, search, stealth, ambush, assassination, medicine, treatment, cooking, etc. There was nothing they couldn’t do.

It was an era in which only then could they survive.

Spot! The aura of the grader

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which vibrates and rotates at super-high speed at the tip of the sword, cuts everything in an instant.

Everyone sincerely admires Bikir’s movement as he single-handedly discovers and removes both huge and extremely minute obstacles. Especially the triplets from the Baskervilles, who followed closely behind Vikir, were especially like this.

”

Cool .”

”

Cool.”

They were of the same opinion.

Then

…stopped!

Bikir, who was walking ahead, stopped and stopped.

Bikir checked the direction of the wind, looked at the bare footprints left on the damp mud floor, then lowered himself and circled behind a bush. Hiding his body

odor The warriors of the House of Morgue and the House of Baskerville also followed Vikir back behind the bushes.

Then, a faint ray of light appeared.

Balak’s hunters were gathered around a small bonfire. Basrak

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Tuk-

In the forest at night Even the slightest sound of human movement can be heard as loud as thunder.

Furthermore, it seems that Balak’s hunters have scattered dried leaves and dead leaves around their makeshift camp, so that

anyone who approaches can be heard.

While doing this, I thought about how to silence the sound for a while.

Then.

“…… Silence.”

Adolf uttered a spell with a concise command.

Soon, a translucent aura permeated everyone’s feet.

Then, surprisingly, when they walked No sound.

This is magic, and that is Adolf’s magic, which is specialized in support.

Vikir once worked as an assassin, so he knew what a ridiculously deceptive perk it was to not make a sound when approaching a target.

Soon the pursuers were close to their target.

“לא קיבלתי את בעלי”

“אהבתי את הילד שפגשתי לפני זמן מה.”

“אתה יכול ללכת לתפוס אותו שוב”

The hunters were resting, unaware that they had become prey.

Vikir relied on the dim light to identify his targets, leaving only a lingering flame.

In the foreground, you can see the barbarian girl who blocked her sword and kicked it earlier.

As if she were the leader of the group, she was giving out miscellaneous orders.

The savage man who had shot the anesthetic needle and threw the noose before could be seen grumbling as he followed the girl’s instructions.

And so on, etc. The final goal was located in the center where Balak’s barbarians gathered.

Morgue Camus.

We see her on her knees, naked.

His hands and feet were bound to stakes behind him, and a dog collar was fastened around his neck.

Fortunately, there were no signs of beatings or other abuses.

Camus was hurling curses at the savages and didn’t look particularly intimidated.

Bikir let out a small sigh.

‘How come he’s naked every time we meet.’

Right then.

…chin!

Someone put a hand on Bikir’s shoulder.

When I turned my head, Morgue Adolph was standing there.

Soon, he opened his mouth with a hard complexion and voice.

“I will never forget this favor, nephew-son-in-law.”

……The title seemed a bit odd, but now wasn’t the time to point out such a thing.

No 2 of the head family of magic

, Adolf, the magic star, is about to reveal his true power.