The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 13

My Villains Episode 013

4. South Harbor (4)

“Why? I heard you blow up the whole area if you mess with it? try.”

At Ellen’s bravado or something, Oreg stared at her.

Then he looked at the robe he was wearing again and swallowed.

“Could it be… is it a real magic tool?”

“If you are curious, try it.”

Oreg slipped his tongue out and ran his dry lips.

What is it? What was so special about Ellen’s robe? I thought it was just an ordinary brown robe…

As Mr. Oreg glared at her with a sunken gaze, Ellen twirled and crossed her arms.

“why? do you want to try it? Are your lives worth it?”

“Hey, be careful with your words.” I tried to dissuade him and try to remember what kind of equipment I put in the ‘Ganadara Wizard’ character, but…

Ha, I really don’t know. It was well over six months ago, and I can’t remember such details.

However, if that robe is an item that I put in, it is unconditionally rare or unique.

If you farm with a character of level 90 or higher, it is a unique item that drops three or four every hour.

So there’s no way I’ve taken rare. Inventory is scarce and moving is cumbersome.

Perhaps, among the Uniques, he would have handed over an item that was suitable for an Elemental Wizard and had good performance.

Well, I’m not very interested in farming, so I can’t guarantee that it’s the best, but at least it won’t be a unique item only in name.

While I was thinking about that, Mr. Oreg was watching Ellen and Rob carefully.

I slightly turned my gaze to look at the robe… Looking closely, I feel that the build quality is pretty good, but I don’t know if it’s a unique item or not.

“What are you doing old man? Are you afraid?”

Ellen was making a relaxed expression that was hard to believe was acting.

“…three pieces of silver. It’s a little more expensive than the market price, but I think it’s worth the advice I gave you. I’m on the verge of dying because business isn’t working these days.”

Ellen, frowning, was about to say something, but quickly stepped forward and intercepted him.

“Ah yes, Mr. Oreg. Information about unfamiliar places is precious.”

“…Thank you for noticing.”

This grandfather seems to be a few years older.

Poor Mr. Oreg took my silver woe and added a word.

“It’s not a substitute, but… If you find something useful in the sewer, bring it. I’ll pay you well.”

Wow, even after being threatened with burning down the store, such an offer. Ellen is also Ellen, but this old man is not an ordinary person either.

I tried to smile and say hello to Mr. Oreg and lead Ellen out of the store. Then, I ate honey chestnuts.

right!

“ah! it hurts!”

“it hurts? Do you know how sick it is?”

“Why are you fucking again!”

Anger soared at Ellen’s red flag. Wrapped around my two backpacks, I started walking while holding on to the Q&A dancer’s cheek.

“Ah, let go!”

A handful of cheeks pinched, Ellen struggled on her limbs, trying to free herself from my grasp. Of course, it was impossible for a superfluous human to shake me off.

“ah! Michinoma! Next, Norao!”

“Shut up dude. You really can’t.”

With the heart of a mother dragging her disobedient elementary school son away, I took a big stride.

Near a deserted pier, I threw away my backpack and stood facing Ellen.

“Oh, it hurts!”

right!

“Evil!”

This time, with a little more force, the boy grabbed his forehead and let out tears.

I wanted to spank him, but I held back because he wasn’t that young.

“What on earth do you believe in and act like that?”

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden!”

“You explain first. What do you mean by magic tool? you grove Was it a magic tool?”

Ellen, who was rubbing her forehead, glared at me with watery eyes and said,

“okay. Why is it a magic tool!”

“What is the effect?”

“…fire immunity and that and that.”

“Ha, do you believe in that?”

Seriously, my stomach is boiling. Can I make this guy a mate?

Honestly, it would have been fine if the ability contained in the robe was something like ‘Sanctuary’ that spreads an area shield.

Even if it was to pour a cold storm around, I would have been angry, but I would have understood.

But what about it? fire immunity?

“Then what if Oreg detonated the real orb?”

“what?”

“I am. Wouldn’t I be dead?”

At my question, he gave a puzzled expression for a moment, then quickly asked back.

“Did you believe the blackmail?”

“What if you don’t believe me?”

“What kind of idiot kills himself for a few extra bucks?”

“What if? Can you tell me?”

“You didn’t do it after all!”

Oh, it’s really hard to bear. Really, if this guy was a man, he would have killed half of them.

“Is this your colleague? ‘It doesn’t matter if your life is staked. Whatever the outcome, I won’t get hurt!’ Is it a colleague to act like this!”

At my emotional words, Ellen flinched for a moment, then fought back while pretending to be cool.

“I didn’t gamble, I just judged the situation correctly. And thanks to that judgment, you saved a silver coin!”

“It is a consequential story. Did you risk my life for that little piece of silver? Without even discussing a word with me! Don’t you see how selfish and irresponsible this is?”

At my words, he averted his gaze and pursed his lips.

“Whoa.”

be patient It was said that if you have three people to endure, you can avoid murder.

“And that’s not all.”

“……what else.”

“What if you act like that and Oreg wants revenge? Or if you are greedy for your robe?”

“It’s not that difficult. Just give the thugs in town a couple of gold coins and tell them to kill you and me and steal the robe. How easy is it? We are strangers anyway and we are the ones who will leave. is not it?”

“Does the Grove protect against knives and sticks? You don’t seem to be able to block the window?”

Ellen bit her lip and rolled her eyes for a moment, then looked at me and looked away.

“…How can you do such a thing when you’re a person who has been doing business in the city all his life? That old woman can’t do that herself, and if someone else does it, the words will leak out.”

“Everyone else is a potential robber or murderer? How can you be so sure?”

“That’s…

” It’s no big deal if Oreg spreads rumors. What if everyone in the city found out that your robe is incredibly valuable? Are you okay though?”

“I can’t do that, but…

he couldn’t find the words to answer, so I sighed and sat down on a wooden board piled up nearby.

I took a deep breath, calmed down my anger, and patted the side.

“…what.”

“Sit down.”

When I gestured again with a determined look, he hesitated for a moment before finally sitting next to him.

My mother reached out to me, remembering the way my sister used to scold her nieces and nephews.

“My hand.”

“What to do.”

When he answered bluntly, I sighed and spoke in a serious tone.

“Hands up if you know I did something wrong.”

“…why are your hands?”

“hurry. If not, we’re completely finished here. You go your way and I go mine.” The hesitant guy finally reached out, and I stretched out my hands and folded them up and down. Her small, slender hand trembled and shriveled.

I opened my mouth while holding his hand.

“There are things we must keep in order to become colleagues. What is it?”

“It’s trust. Trust that we won’t endanger each other. What I want from you is not difficult. I’m not asking you to die for me, and I’m not asking you to blindly follow my words.”

“Trust is not that difficult. We just need to be a little considerate of each other. Wouldn’t the action you’re doing now put the other person in danger? What action should you take to make both of you safe? That’s all you have to think about.”

He didn’t answer me, but the way he lowered his eyes didn’t seem to be ignoring my words at all.

Skinship was so effective that the simple act of holding hands was enough to shorten the psychological distance with the other person.

Of course, basic trust must be premised.

And when I thought about it, Ellen, though constantly tickling, definitely had some trust in me.

Ellen’s saving me was a process of what she did to protect her life, but my saving Ellen was an end in itself.

Ellen must have known the difference.

I told Ellen, hoping that my body heat would pass through my folded hands.

“So something like today shouldn’t happen again. Because it was an act that could hurt me at least once. I’d rather just pay a silver coin than take that risk.” “And I will do the same. It means you won’t needlessly risk your life. okay?”

w O ” ……W

Okay, it seems to have worked to some extent.

Now, if you wrap it up with a warm hug…

dang! dang! dang! dang!

“what?”

Suddenly a bell rang from the tower.

It was a beat without any pitch, but the urgency of the beat was enough to complete the ominous performance.

“Look over there!”

The place Ellen pointed was towards the sea.

As soon as I turned my eyes to it, I felt a chill run down my spine.

“It’s a pirate…!”

As Ellen screamed and whispered, the entrance of the bay into South Harbor was filled with ships of all sizes.

The small boats he had seen before could not be counted, and there seemed to be ten large sailboats with two or more sails.

“run!”

I quickly picked up my backpacks, wrapped them around, and grabbed Ellen’s hand. Then he started running like crazy.

“Where are you going!”

“To the tower!”

The official name of the castle tower is ‘Sogeumseong’.

Compared to what I saw from Earth… it was a structure similar to the Tower of London in London. Of course, it was much smaller than that and had no moat or castle.

Anyway, the salt castle is where the lord of the castle stays. Of course, numerous soldiers would be guarding the surroundings.

I glanced back and saw that the small boats had already hit the pier. However, since a significant number of soldiers had already gathered at the pier, it did not seem easy to break through.

Meanwhile, even though they were running pretty fast, Ellen was following her own way.

It was about time to run like crazy and leave the street lined with street vendors.

A group of soldiers were running towards this side in line with the five. It seemed to be going to the pier.

As I continued to run, I estimated the size of the soldiers. Because they were running in four columns, it was not difficult to count them.

When we had counted to the thirteenth line, suddenly a man who appeared to be an officer or a noncommissioned officer shouted at us.

“Hey guys! A mercenary!”

…I instinctively felt that I had been fucked.