The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 157

My villains, episode 157

40. The pursuers again (1)

I quietly closed my eyes. The hair dryer roared loudly, and the scent of purple brushed my nose.

“I am getting married.”

Hee-won, who was tidying up her hair, threw a comment. It was a very dry voice for speaking to a man who was once a lover.

” marriage?”

“O” Heh.

“…when? with who?”

“In the fall. As soon as the play is over.”

there was silence for a while I see a bewildered face through the mottled mirror.

“Why all of a sudden? Graduation?”

“What does marriage have to do with graduation?”

“What about your actions?”

“I gave up.”

“Get a job?”

“no.”

Heewon quietly stroked the ends of her hair.

“It hurts so much. I need to put an end to it.”

“Who are you with?”

“…Jinhoo oppa.”

“That bar guy?”

“It’s not a bar, it’s a wine bar and it’s a hobby.”

The broken intercom makes a strange noise. The old studio is cramped again.

“…why are you saying that now?”

“It was decided two days ago.”

“What do you mean? Is there a case where the wedding is scheduled for a month later?”

Heewon quietly put on her stockings. Suddenly, a thunderbolt strikes in my head.

“Yoo Hee-won. you can’t.”

“What do you mean?”

Faced with emotionless eyes, I couldn’t say anything in the end.

“I’ll go.”

Maybe Heewon wanted me to hold onto her. But I’m an indecisive, timid idiot.

So I just watched her from behind.

Meditation was a very special experience.

The ‘concentration potion’ dispelled my thoughts, and Ellen’s whispered phrase brought my mind together. In that state, I was freed from everything and met true peace.

It was a short experience of only three or four hours, but my head was clear and somehow I felt like I had made progress…

But before I knew it, Ellen fell asleep and the effect of the potion ended. Sitting alone on the floor in a dark room, I tried to meditate again.

Of course it didn’t go well. It’s because of these and other thoughts running through my head.

Then I looked at the character sheets, probably dozing off. Of the five sheets, mine and Ellen Utequai’s were leveled up.

This is an early level up.

The most recent level up was right after killing Akanku Kara Meg and escaping the rift. At that time, the level had gone up two notches.

that was only a week ago

“…I haven’t done anything after that.”

Of course, they struggled to break through the siege of the Anupads.

However, if you look at the experience gained, it won’t be less than 10,000. Considering the required experience points of over 30,000, this is an extremely insufficient number.

Suddenly, my experiences in South Harbor came to mind.

When he delivered the letter to Prince Ulkar. When he killed the witch disguised as Lady Camilla. When he saved the city by killing a robber baron and an underground lord.

Each time I gained a huge amount of experience. This time, like that time, it seems like he gained some kind of quest completion experience…….

The exact circumstances are unknown. This is because the reality was already going in a completely different direction from the scenario I knew.

The fact that Longville is holding on intact, the wild event of the hunting festival, the disappearance of Baron Mallory (or the dead), and the riots of mercenaries have never been seen in the game.

Mischievous thoughts bite their tails.

“…Eh.”

Maybe meditation is bad.

Yes, you will be full on the first drink. I’ll do this for today, I’ll try again next time.

I gave up and raised my body,

but it hit.

In-young, who was sleeping in bed, jumped up like a spring and stood with her back to the corner of the room. Following a lightning-like movement, cold eyes scanned my entire body.

“…is it a bunch?”

Mungchi, who was glaring at me from the corner with a leopard-like posture and eyes, made a stupid sound.

Then, he hid the ropes he was holding behind his back and stood up awkwardly.

“Oh, it’s Jae Seong-hammi…

“I didn’t do anything, so why am I sorry?”

I stared at the restless bundle.

The guy who was sleeping in the bed moved reflexively at the slightest sound I made as I stood up. It took less than two seconds to settle down in a safe space in a defenseless state and prepare for battle.

…what a dog. It seems that such a performance is possible when Agility is around 38.

The level 95 blood knight ‘Pique Application Note’ had 52 points of agility. If 38 points of agility is this much, how much is 52 points? I don’t feel

“sorry. Did you wake up because of me?”

“…or not.”

“No. Sleep again.”

As I said that, as I put on my leather boots, Mungchi, who had been standing awkwardly, widened his eyes.

“Where are you going?”

“I can’t seem to sleep, so I’m going to take a little walk.”

“Are you going for a walk?”

“huh. What does walking mean?”

“I know, walking.”

Black eyes stared at each other in a dark room without a single light.

“Only I do it. With Po.”

“huh? This is the story of when we were ah…

piglets.

Maybe because of his high health, so Phoenix’s body didn’t sleep much. After three or four hours of sleep, my eyes would get puffy, and even if I tried to force myself to sleep, five hours was the limit.

So, when I woke up early in the morning, I used to go for a walk with Mungchi before training…. As I

recalled, I smiled.

“Well, even back then, whenever I heard the word ‘walking’, it would wag its tail excitedly.”

“Eh…

I could see the little face heating up even with my blurred vision from the darkness. I just smiled mischievously.

“Was it late July? Remember when you passed Leadburn and fell into the puddle?”

“…yes.”

“At that time, I was so shocked that I cried until I took a bath.”

“Ugh.”

“Did you act on purpose at that time? Are you going to pretend to be a piglet?”

“No no. I’m really surprised. Pretending to be a pig, no-” Mung-chi, who was waving his hands together, noticed the playfulness on my face and soon shut up.

Then, as if protesting, he made a sullen expression.

“Kuhm.”

I tried to swallow my laughter for Ellen, who was soundly asleep in the bed across from me.

“Or not. Go to sleep.”

“…I’m going too.”

” huh?”

“I’m going for a walk too.” After saying that, Mungchi moved quickly, put on leather shoes, and sewed on his coat. Then he came over and looked up at me.

“…Okay let’s go.”

Mungchi also smiled brightly as if following me.

A moonless dawn.

It was before dawn, but not too dark. Stars twinkled faintly in the clear sky, and torches flickered in the distance on the fence. After leaving the Yeongju Hall, we walked slowly along the trail between the wooden fence and the kitchen garden. While I blankly looked up at the night sky, Ungchi silently followed three or four steps behind me.

“It’s a bunch.”

“yes?”

“Didn’t you say you learned martial arts from a young age?”

“……ah. yes.”

“Can you talk to me then?”

The guy was silent for a while, and then opened his mouth after taking about ten steps.

“It was dark.”

“Is it dark?”

“yes. Between mountains and mountains. Let’s go for a few days.”

The story of the bunch continued.

Somewhere deep in the mountains. The training that started without knowing English. Harsh beatings and faceless teachers. Disappearing friends and the fear of ignorance…

Listening to the story, I felt that Mungchi spoke well. Even though I am not familiar with Milano, it was not difficult to understand because the flow and order of the story were well organized.

Apart from that, the darkness buried in Mungchi’s voice deepened little by little. By the time the boy’s voice trembled.

“You can stop talking.”

“…to.”

As if they had waited, the bunch closed their mouths.

I feel sorry that I wondered if I was forced to speak.

“It’s a bunch.”

“yes?”

“Do you like the name Mungchi?”

“Mungchi…

Before I knew it, I was walking side by side with Mungchi. When he slowed down, I also shortened my stride, and when he stopped, I did the same.

The group shoulder to shoulder with me looked around and nodded.

“Yes Joe.”

“…I’m glad you like it. That’s not a name you would use for a person

.

“Other people might laugh at you when they hear it.”

“It’s such a sweet beauty.”

It was a very firm answer, as if it didn’t matter.

“It’s the first time I’ve tightened the bundle.”

“…What do you mean by being good first? What do you like best?”

“Ah yes. I am the youngest.”

I smiled bitterly and scratched my eyebrows.

“Once you get used to the words here, you will think differently.”

“to.” “Well, do whatever you feel comfortable with.” Even though we walked slowly, we arrived near the gateway before we knew it.

The pubs huddled together nearby were quietly sleeping, overshadowing their usual hustle and bustle. It must be because most of the mercenaries left the territory on Dionea’s orders.

“I’m going to the mountain about the day after tomorrow.”

“A mountain?”

“huh. that mountain.”

Mungchi’s eyes followed the finger pointing to the northeast. A huge, faintly visible shadow.

“It’s a place called Graduil Mountain, and we have to cross the hill over there.”

“Eh…

“Probably quite dangerous. There must be the head of the Anupads you saw before.”

Before I could say anything, the group came in quickly.

“Come with me.”

“…Uh would you please?”

“yes. tell me Poi and I will go together.”

It is a more pleasant reaction than expected, so a smile is built on its own.

“okay. Let’s get our hands together in training later and when the sun rises, let’s go get the equipment.”

“Hey Joey.”

The wandering group suddenly turned its head. The ears exposed through the hair pricked up slightly.

“Is it a bunch?”

“I hear your voice.”

“voice?”

Moongchi kept his eyes fixed on one side and moved on.

I see a side face that doesn’t feel any emotion as if it’s been a while since I’ve laughed. The guy walked at a fairly fast pace on a dirt road strewn with straw and stones.

I couldn’t hear the rustling of clothes or the sound of footsteps. An eerily silent movement.

Around the time I heard a faint voice in my ears, Munchki opened his mouth.

“trunnion.”

“Attilia.”

“Attilia?”

…Has Moongchi ever seen Atalante?

“yes. I’m angry.”

“Which one?”

After a while, the angry voice gradually became distinct. The voice came from the backyard of the Golden Knife Tavern where they had stayed before.

“Liljanun! Hel tismaeuni’am mad ha?”

“Ant tetiradeth althur k’nat.”

It was a nude mermaid. I don’t know what that means, but it didn’t sound like a very good situation.

The one who was angry was Atalanta, and the one who listened was the old man. It was the elder who stood alongside Del Otto in the hall of the Lord’s House.

“What are you talking about?”

“…Um I don’t know.”

Hide yourself behind the fence of the tavern and watch quietly for a while.

“Alkarf mawzirabun!” The excited Atalanta strode towards the elder. At that moment, the elder quickly took something out of his pocket.

“…pendant?”

An ornate pendant with a gold rim surrounding a dark green gemstone. It was the same shape that Del Otto had.

Before Atalanta could react, a dark green gem flashed faintly.

“Turn it off.”

Atalanta, who gritted his teeth, clenched his fists as if resisting something.

“K’nat-”

The elder’s complexion turned pale as she staggered closer to him.

“A Alab-!”

The light of the pendant became a little stronger at the elder’s low cry. Then Atalanta, who barely moved, collapsed backwards with her knees folded.

“Kreak.”

Golden eyes flickered like a seizure. Occasionally, purple eyes soared, but each time Atalanta twisted her body and let out a soundless scream. crazy what the hell is going on

The elder stood in front of Atalanta while I couldn’t help myself in the situation that suddenly unfolded, and smiled with a chuckle. Then, muttering something, he grabbed the gold pendant again.

…Like an insect wriggling as it burns, Atalanta struggled soundlessly.

“That crazy bastard”

I finally couldn’t stand it and jumped over the fence. Just as he was about to run into the elder who was torturing Atalanta, a vague figure split the night sky.

it was a bunch

After kicking off the fence and flying up, he landed behind the elder using the skill he had shown before, so he jumped again by stepping on his instep.

Even in the midst of this, there was hardly any sound, so the elder did not notice the mass behind his back. Instead, he tried to say something when he saw me appearing over the fence.

At that moment,

a

thick rope wrapped around the elder’s neck. In an instant, the old man, whose face turned red and whose eyes were bulging, scratched his neck.

Holding the rope tightly, Mungji made the elder kneel down with an all-too-familiar motion. Then, he stepped on the waist with his foot.

“Wait a minute-”

Before I could finish my words, Mongchi pulled my arm hard.

Whoops!

The elder, whose head turned to the other side, fell to the floor.

“Uh…

He looked at me, unable to speak, with twinkling eyes.

It was… if I had to compare it to the eyes of a puppy looking for praise.

Forgetting what to say, I carried the fainting Atalanta on my back.