The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 111

My Villains Episode 111

28. Longville (3)

Utequai’s expression hardened when the old lord gave him a big look.

It’s the first time I’ve seen this guy get scared-

“Fuck!”

– You madman.

The lord’s face crumpled at Utequai’s cool belch.

“This rude guy”

“The rude one is the lord.”

“What!”

“The three of us have been favored by Prince Ulkar.”

Utequai leaned against the backrest and pointed at me.

“I am a knight of Prince Phoenix. However, in front of Phoenix, he mocked the prince and laughed at his misfortune. impolite.”

After saying that, he patted the stomach as if he was satisfied, and the lord shook his body.

“This savage… then you’re saying I should at least praise the prince? The bastard who crippled me!”

“If you don’t know, keep your mouth shut. That is the smartest thing.”

Oh, it was so cool inside that I forgot to dry it. The

angry

lord jumped out of his seat and stood up.

“Sir Killian, take these guys right now-” The lord, who was puking his cheeks while glaring at Utequai and me, shook his head as if he had suddenly come up with another idea.

“-No, no.”

He muttered that, and then smiled a wicked smile.

“You came to Longville to cross Mt. Graduil, right?”

“…That’s right.”

“Then I guess you should join me in digging the road too? Because the silver prince’s knight won’t be able to roll the tail.” The hazy eyes turned to me. A clear malice is felt in the blurry eyes.

I asked back, facing the malice.

“Do you need help?”

“help? Hehe help?”

The lord, who had been giggling low, nodded.

“You are like a knight of Prince Ulkar. How can you be so arrogant?”

“……”

“Yes. I will give you a good chance. Prove your skills until the hunting festival is over.”

hunting? what is hunting?

“Do you deserve to be so arrogant after seeing the achievements you have been hunting, or are you just a braggart? I will judge.”

The lord emptied the wine glass at once. Then, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he continued.

“It doesn’t matter what you run away from. Instead, the whole kingdom will laugh at Prince Ulkar. I mean, I was afraid of dogs, so I had a knight with a wagging tail.”

“Maybe it would be wiser to run away. If you struggle hard enough and don’t get any results, you’ll be paying the price for being rude to the lord.”

“flaw. Funny words”

Utequai, who was about to say something, hurriedly shut his mouth.

I remembered the time when I became a knight for a while. Then he smiled brightly at the lord.

“The prince has ordered me to do something.”

“…Ulkar?”

“yes. ‘Protect the weak and do good’. This is the only order from the prince.”

“So I’m happy to help. Baron Mallory.”

The lord’s face turned red. The old man, who was flinching as if he was about to shout something, gritted his teeth and said:

“Looks like the meal is over. Just turn it off.”

“I am very sorry about this. I should have warned you in advance.”

Sir Killian scratched his bluish chin and continued.

“You mean my forgetfulness has gotten worse lately. Please understand.”

“No, Sir, you have nothing to apologize for.”

I pointed to Utequai following and sighed.

“That guy is the problem. I’m a little weak in etiquette here

.”

“I am not weak in etiquette.”

Utequai protested, holding a rein in one hand and a wad in the other.

“I am Hatanka with Riku. He is a noble person.”

“…Oh yeah. I guess so.”

“Phoenix don’t believe me!”

“I believe you, so shut up.”

As Utequai huffed and fell silent, Ellen shook her head.

“That savage, I’ll have to leave him alone when I meet the nobles. I don’t know what would have happened had the baron not been a faithful man.”

What Ellen was talking about was the doctrine of the Kwangmyeong Church.

The ‘custom of hospitality (the custom of the host protecting the guest and the guest respecting the host)’, which is common everywhere in the world, is embedded as a doctrine in Gwangmyeong Church.

From the baron’s point of view, his wife invited me as a guest, so I couldn’t do anything recklessly. You’re being rude. It’s because the baron said bullshit first.

Sir Killian said with a smile, as if he knew that well.

“Still, I want to say thank you to Lord Phoenix. You have endured well.”

“Oh what.”

“The tongue was a bit spicy, but the lord was insulted, but I can do that much. I fully understand.”

the lord is

I don’t think of Prince Ulkar as my lord, but in terms of status, he became a master-servant relationship, which is quite a headache.

It’s convenient to be able to solve Ellen’s identification thanks to becoming a knight, but the conflict with the lord today is also because of Prince Ulkar…

“Sir Akilian. I have a question.”

“hmm? Something?”

“It’s been a while since I’ve served Prince Ulkar. Why does the baron hate the prince so much?”

“Oh, that’s what you mean.”

Sir Killian smiled bitterly and asked.

“Do you know what the ‘Thousand-Day War’ is?”

“yes. I have heard of it.”

I remembered a story I heard from Ellen on the journey.

The royal family of Zeore, who founded the Milanol Kingdom, had ruled a huge land for over 150 years.

Most of the seven previous kings, including the present king, Lionel III, were valiant rulers at best and tyrannical rulers at worst.

Since it was the first king of Milanol who ascended the throne by beating and subjugating countless local powerhouses, it was natural that his descendants were also gangsters.

However, the hyeonwang was a little less violent than his ancestors.

Contrary to the nicknames of previous kings such as ‘King of Conquest’, ‘King of Dogan’, ‘King of Knights’ and ‘King of Jun-eom’, the current king’s nickname is ‘Single King’.

How easy it must have been for such a wise king now that he had grown old.

So the seven great nobles united and rebelled. They were dissatisfied with the king’s huge direct jurisdiction and rebelled.

“At that time, it was our baron who was in charge of command of the rebels.”

“You mean the baron? With that old body, how?”

“What are you talking about? You were cool then He was in his thirties.”

wait what? thirties?

The thousand-day war only happened 45 years ago?

“Wait, how old is the baron now?”

“You’re turning forty and three this year.”

“…forty-three? No, how is that face?” He

obviously looked like an old man well over sixty, but he was forty-three?

Sir Killian continued his explanation with a wry smile.

Baron Mallory Or, at the time, Viscount Mallory was a renowned military commander. So he acted as a practical commander who led the entire coalition of great nobles.

Immediately after the start of the war, the rebels defeated the royal faction through several rounds of battle and put pressure on the capital and direct control.

As the siege began in the capital, Prince Ulkar appeared.

Despite his military exploits in several battles, the prince at the time was only a 20-year-old boy. Like all nobles, Viscount Mallory looked down on the Prince.

Since then, the rebels have not won a single victory. He fought 20 times in half a year and lost all of them.

Of the seven nobles, three were captured and two were killed. The remaining two surrendered.

Viscount Mallory was captured along with his lord, Earl Tristan, at this time. Count Tristan, who was a great nobleman, was released through negotiations, but Little Mallory lived in captivity for three years.

Viscount Mallory, who was finally free, faced the cold treatment of his master. In addition to that, he lost most of his viscount Wei (位) and his territory that had been guarded for three generations.

“The shock of that time must have made him old like that.”

I don’t know if I should call this sad or sad.

And whatever my feelings, I can certainly see why the baron hates Prince Ulkar.

Guided by Sir Killian, they arrived at a large bar called ‘Golden Sword’.

It was a particularly conspicuous building even from a distance. This is because, unlike most of the buildings around it and the surrounding buildings, the roof is covered with red tiles.

In addition, there was even a stable attached to one side. Sitting in front of the stable was a young man who looked to be in his late teens. When he saw us, he quickly shook his butt and ran.

“Give me the reins. Are you going to stay?”

“Do you have a room?”

“There are probably three or four left. There are so many rooms.”

The young man with a smile on his face and an impressive pair of teeth said while brushing the spotted hair.

“Hey, this guy is very handsome. What kind of fodder should I take with me’?” “What do you have?”

“Forage and hay cost one penny a day, and these oats cost two pennies a day.”

“Are there any beans?”

“Uh, I’ll mix it with oats for three pennies.”

Suddenly, the crazy quotes from when South Harbor was under siege come to mind. I had to pay three pennies for a bowl of oatmeal.

But here, enough oats to feed a horse are sold for just two pennies. I know now that this is a common case, but somehow I can’t adapt. too cheap

He handed the young man a silver coin.

“Now, oats and beans for four days.”

“all right.”

Then he gave me one more and said,

“Take care of me whenever you have a chance. Brush and change litter often. If you do a good job, I’ll give you another penny.”

“Yep I see!”

I heard from a village I passed that the labor cost for people like this young man who did chores was cheaper than expected.

Even after working hard all day, the daily wage is only a penny or two. Yes, not a silver coin, but a penny or two.

So it was only natural that the young man, who had received almost two weeks’ wages in tips, was overjoyed. The young man, whose face flushed, quickly tied a speckle to the stable and raised the saddle.

“Now, follow me, Nari! I’ll get you a good seat.”

“No, the meal is ready, so reserve a room.”

“yep!”

The tavern that the young man entered was operated as a restaurant and bar on the first floor, and guest rooms on the second and third floors.

It was a very typical structure, but one of its characteristics was that it was the largest among the inns I had ever seen.

While looking around the first floor, the inn became quiet for a while.

“……what?”

“Isn’t that guy a knight?”

“Wow X is big. Are you human?”

“That looks like a savage from the west.”

Curious glances and low whispers.

It was something I was used to by now.

“Hmm.”

I looked through a little over forty guests. Judging by their appearance and outfit, most of them seemed to be mercenaries. It was not easy to look at the face as everyone averted their eyes or lowered their heads.

It seems that Mr. Perso is not going up. It’s a bit unfortunate.

We were guided by a young man and immediately took a room. Ellen and I rented the entire double room across Utequai from the quad room. With eight pieces of silver, I paid four days’ worth in advance.

While Ellen was taking a bath, I approached the table of formidable mercenaries.

“Hey friends. Can I sit down for a minute?”

“……what.”

“We don’t know of friends like you.”

I smiled as I looked at the eyes filled with curiosity and wariness.

“Oh yeah? Then how about this one?”

I caught a lady passing by and handed me two silver coins.

“Bring one drink to each person. Not beer, but mead. Anything left over will be served as meat.”

When I turned my head, the mercenaries whose vigilance was half gone were their eyes twinkling.

Because money is the best