The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 159

My villains, episode 159

40. The pursuers again (3)

“Poi.”

Moongchi was waiting for me in the courtyard of the Yeongju Hall. He hid his hands behind his back and kept his gaze down.

“It’s cold. Did you wait here? Go into your room.”

“Eh no.”

Mungchi, who had been restless for some reason, seemed to be relaxed and lowered his head.

“It’s good to see you again.”

“what?”

“Use people. Poi won’t tell me. I’ll give it to you. It’s a regeneration.”

“…Are you sorry for killing people I didn’t ask you to do?”

“Yes, that is it. That’s all.”

In my experience, admitting a mistake before being reprimanded is a pretty good way of life. It is a skill that works especially well in organizations with strong hierarchies.

“Turn off” O.

It doesn’t feel very warm.

Not only do I have no intention of becoming the group’s boss, but what he says is slightly out of focus.

a huh”

I was thinking about how to tell the reason why I shouldn’t kill people, and I laughed involuntarily.

It’s funny.

Since I came to this world, the number of people I have killed is over 200. You were going to talk at length about why you shouldn’t commit murder on a topic like that.

“You did a good job today.”

“……yes?”

She lowered her voice as she glanced at the busy young maids.

“The old man you killed, named Maurio, is a complete human idiot.”

“Eh Malchong?”

“He’s a bad guy. You killed it well.”

” ah.”

The bundle nodded at my sudden praise. He pretends to be okay, but it seems that he feels very good when he wiggles his heels.

“But it’s a bunch.”

“yes?”

“I was lucky this time.”

“Are you lucky?”

“okay. This time, he was cheap even if he died, but what if he wasn’t?”

Avoiding the shifting soldiers, he continued talking while taking him to one side of the courtyard.

“You killed me abruptly, but now that I know it, what if I’m not such a bad guy?”

“Eh…

‘How do I do it?’ Big black eyes that read the question so easily.

I scratched my eyebrows and shrugged my shoulders.

“Something bad will happen to me as well as to you. Umm, it could hurt your heart, or you might have to be kicked out because of a bounty.”

“yes.”

A sigh comes out of nowhere at the vague eyes.

“…Anyway, you can’t kill people carelessly. If you feel like killing someone, ask me if you can.”

“I’m glad you know.”

The answer is very light when it comes to words in a commanding tone. Suddenly, the background story of the swordsman comes to mind.

An organization that moves secretly among the five kingdoms of the East, the “Unskilled Sword Society”. The swordsman was a kind of hit man secretly cultivated in the martial arts society.

The broken morals or the attitude of being accustomed to orders are probably due to that background.

“It’s still a bunch.”

“yes?”

“Killing people is very… um heavy. Getting permission from me does not ease the burden of murder.”

“Eh…

“So you should be able to judge yourself and take responsibility. Until you get used to that judgment, ask me. got it?”

Proudly, the face of Munchchi was also tinged with a serious light. The guy who was silent as if he was thinking over my words nodded his head.

The first thing that greeted us when we entered the backyard of the Yeongju Hall was Utequai’s shout.

“Phoenix is late again!”

“…Are you okay? Are you resting until today?”

“Can not be done. Rest more and it spreads like a cow’s ass.”

Perhaps in the midst of training, Utequai’s naked upper body was glistening with sweat. Near him, Amias’ gang, excluding Bunny, were scattered and covered in dust.

“Hee hee hee. Are you here, sir?”

“Boonie’s?”

Steedman, who was exuding steam from his shaved head among the guys who were eagerly greeting him, stood up and answered.

“Okay. I’m learning to read from that Beldin or something, a scribe.”

“From this morning?”

“yes. Anyway, I need to know that rotten guy’s excitement.” I burst out laughing at the guy’s grumbling.

“Did I make that flutter?”

“Huh yes?”

The magic swordsman Simos was also out in the backyard. Even though I was taken aback by my gaze, she greeted me with a calm face.

“Sir Phoenix.”

“Were you training together?”

“yes. I put on a pair of hats to adapt to my one remaining eye.”

“okay?”

My dark gray eyes fluttered slightly as I stared at Simos.

The magic swordsman Simos, no, the green-haired Morsis was still afraid of me. The hoax I showed you five days ago seemed pretty plausible.

“…Simos.”

“Yes yes?”

“Would you like to talk to me later when the sun goes down? I have something to ask you.”

When I smiled, she swallowed dryly and nodded.

“…yes. All right.” The protagonist of the resumed training was none other than Mungchi. It’s a new face, so it’s natural.

Since I was sufficiently relaxed from taking a walk in the early morning, I tried sparring with him right away.

I was worried that Mungchi would understand the fight, where you have to avoid getting hurt as much as possible, let alone kill your opponent, but he also knows about sparring.

“Let’s start when it’s convenient.”

“…to.”

After knocking on the shield and talking, Mungchi hesitated a bit and grabbed the stick. It was a very reluctant expression, but that was for a while.

“That”

“Oh.”

A brief exclamation of admiration flowed nearby. It was because of the momentum of the bunch.

The atmosphere of clumsiness, shyness, and a bit of sloppiness disappeared in an instant. The guy gave off sharp momentum, like a coolly forged blade.

“hmm.”

Pleasant Ho Seung-shim knocked on his chest. I have a hunch that it will be a fun match…

To begin with, my hunch was completely off the mark.

Matching with Mungchi was neither fun nor nutritious. It was a matter of compatibility rather than a difference in skill.

Basically, my style was to press down the opponent by using my excellent physical abilities while holding my defense firmly.

The martial art revived with the memories of Phoenix, the know-how learned while training with the knights of Ulkar, and the nabuk taught by Utequai were added, but basically it was.

On the other hand, Munchunchi was a style of avoiding the opponent’s attack and aiming for a single shot.

Because of this compatibility, the mungchi couldn’t penetrate my defenses, so they just hung around, and I couldn’t catch him, so I was playing tag.

In the end, I let out a sigh and ended the meaningless sparring.

“Okay, let’s stop.”

“…Yes *hehe* Neeb The performance that was close to acrobatic based on excellent movement and flexibility was amazing, but the group’s physical strength was rather weak.

but. According to the character sheet, her health is worse than that of Ellen, so it could be that.

But what was more surprising than that was his swordsmanship.

The bunch didn’t even try to bump into each other. I wondered if he was avoiding it because he lacked strength, but when I tried to force it, the sword itself was a bit clumsy. To put it mildly, he was at a much lower level than the mercenary Grania he had met in South Harbor.

Mungchi’s face darkened as he was catching his breath, probably noticing my disappointment.

“I *hoo* I’m not good at anything else.”

“Do you like something different?”

“yes. can’t fight swords Anything else is *heh* joah.”

“…Swordsmanship is not your specialty, is this?”

“Anyway, special. Hide and throw and word poisoning are my specialties.” he said and laughed.

…As a swordsman whose weakness is swordsmanship. I have a feeling of deja vu.

Well, since it’s a build that specializes in ninjutsu and taijutsu rather than weapon skills, it’s natural. I can’t help but laugh out loud.

“I can’t laugh! Your grouping skills are terrible!”

“Eh.”

It was Utequai, who revealed his teeth, that made the hesitant bunch shrink.

“This one.”

Surprised, he glared at Utequai with wary eyes that united for a moment. He chuckled, raised his quarterstick and gestured to Mungchi.

“Hehe, don’t roll your eyes and attack. I am not Phoenix. There is no need to be shy.”

Munchji looked back at me as if asking for permission. It’s a very ferocious mood.

“Uh……”

…….

It was a sparring between a berserker specializing in tattoos and a swordsman specializing in ninjutsu.

The result was obvious, but I smiled and nodded my head.

“But why do they all come together?”

“Why a bundle?”

At Steedman’s question, the freckled Mira frowned.

“Why are you such an asshole? The names of the pigs that Phoenix-sama used to raise are lumpy.”

“Oh right. It did.”

Shaking off the dirt from her knees, Mira lowered her voice.

“Isn’t something exquisite? Besides the name, he appeared right after the pig disappeared.”

Saying so, Mira glanced sideways at the corner of the outer wall in the backyard.

There, an exotic oriental beauty was squatting with a sullen face. The large footprints on her side and her dusty clothes showed the hardships she had been through.

“so? Is he that piglet?”

“Maybe. Wouldn’t it be suspicious to see Phoenix-sama walk over?” Looking into Mira’s shining eyes, Steedman smiled.

“You are talking nonsense. How does a pig become a man, you stupid bitch?”

“…a stupid bitch? This bald, short-haired bastard-”

Mira was about to growl, but Amias, the car leader, stopped her.

“If you have the energy to lose your temper, let’s get things sorted out. Because it looks like the two of you will be finished soon.”

Amias was pointing at Phoenix and Utequai, who occupied the middle of the backyard.

The two, with their upper bodies exposed, were arguing back and forth, shoulder to shoulder like bears or bulls.

Utequai, who let out a reckless charge, stomped down with his huge body and applied a technique, and the fallen Phoenix stretched out his legs. When Utequai removed the leg that was entangled in his thigh and waist, Phoenix aimed at his ankle and hamstring this time.

Due to Phoenix’s relentless offensive, Utequai eventually gave up his neck.

When Wu Tequai, whose face was redder than usual, tapped his forearm on my neck, Phoenix collapsed to the floor and cheered. It was a win in three rounds.

“Ah fidhos!”

Utequai stood up and grumbled as he brushed the sand off his body. Amias hurried over to him and held out a water bag.

Phoenix, who was handed a water bag following Utequai, quenched his throat and poured water over his head. Streams of water flowed down the sculpted muscles in several directions.

“… and crazy.” Leaving Mira, who was quietly swallowing dry saliva, archer Cole approached Phoenix.

“Phoenix-sama.”

“uh?”

“Someone is watching.”

“…where?”

“This is the third window on the second floor. Third from the left.”

Phoenix drank water and looked over there. Then it was a bloody laugh.

“Since when have you been watching?”

“It’s from when you two started Nabuk

.”

“……okay?”

He nodded and tapped Cole on the shoulder a couple of times.

After a short stop on the second floor, I returned to my room and asked Ellen, scratching my eyebrows.

“…Why meditate in the morning? Let’s go get something to eat.”

The guy who was meditating on the bed slowly opened his eyes and shook his head.

“Eating right now is not important.”

“then?”

“I have reawakened the spell. two.”

“……aha.”

Well, because the level went up all at once this time, we distributed a lot of bonuses.

Name: Ellen

Level: 22

Class: Elemental Mage

Stats: Remaining Bonus – 1

Strength – 12 (14) Agility – 12 (14)

Health – 16 (22) Magic – 37 (88)

Skill:

Wind Fist 3pt Dance Spirit 2pt Slash lpt

Flame Arrow 5pt Burning Weapon 2pt Fireball 2pt

Frost Blast 3pt Frost Butterfly 2pt Frostbite 2pt Frost Armor lpt

Blitz lpt

The guy learned two new spells.

The first one is ‘Knives’.

It is wind magic that inflicts cutting damage in a small area. It was also the spell that Ellen had borrowed the power of the ‘West Wind Baton’ when we first met.

The second was ‘cold armor’.

As the name suggests, it is a cold-type defensive magic, and although it has a tricky corner to use, it is a useful skill in its own way. It was a spell that would make up for Ellen’s meager survivability.

“…but you don’t look good? It would be nice if the number of orders increased.”

“Nothing bad.”

Ellen pursed her lips and continued.

“Still annoying.”

“Is it annoying?”

“That’s not the order I wanted.”

“…just because of that?”

When I made an absurd expression, he shook his head with a serious face.

“’Just that’. I’ve been meditating for about a month and I’ve only reviewed earth spells. But to learn the wrong spell again.”

“You copied the order? Was it possible to learn magic that way?”

“It depends on your talent. I was looking forward to it this time as I had achieved success with this method…

The achievement he said was referring to a ‘blitzkrieg’ that I had never filmed but learned by myself. I remember being momentarily taken aback by looking at the character sheet at the time.

Looking down at the disappointed Ellen, I smiled.

“What spell did you want to learn?”

“……there is.”

“What? Say something.”

“What if you knew? Nothing changes.”

“Ugh. What is it? But tell me once.”

“I’m curious.”

When we sat next to each other and insisted on working, Ellen pretended not to win and gave an answer.

“…a passage through the land.”

“A passage through the land?”

It is a rank 2.5 skill of the Earth type. It’s also a spell that the wizard Siren used a dryad’s beard or something.

“Looking at it the other day, it seemed like a difficult spell to use.”

“…It’s not very efficient, but it’s a spell with infinite ways to apply.”

“What is it?”

I nodded for a moment, then expressed my doubts.

“But you said you want to learn earth-type spells?”

“I wanted to.”

“You are good at dealing with fire cold wind spells. Wouldn’t it be better to specialize in that field?”

“Nonsense.”

The boy shook his head with a determined expression.

“As I have said many times, the important thing is balance. You have to be able to handle all five elements freely in order to become a true wizard.”

“…Um, is that so?”

A wizard who can handle all five elements freely. So to speak, would it be ‘All Masters’?

It was inefficient in game.

You can learn all five elements, but it’s easy to become an asshole because you don’t have enough skill points. You won’t be able to learn the ultimate skill properly.

Suddenly, Trickster came to mind.

A bug character who even used ‘Dragon’s Breath’, the flame-type ultimate skill, on the subject of Urban Me.

Come to think of it, Ellen had already gotten free skill points several times. Wouldn’t it be possible to become a true All Master if I gained enough skill points while growing like this?

“…oh no way.”

“what?”

When Ellen made a puzzled expression, I shook my head and stood up.

“no. Let’s go get something to eat.”

After finishing the meal, I left the lord’s hall with Mungchi. It was to buy his equipment.

Amias gang was also with them. There are many materials to replenish, such as torches and oil arrows.

Ellen stayed in the lord’s house to practice her newly learned spell, and Utequai went back to her room to sleep.

While Amias and his gang stopped at the grocery store, we visited the military equipment store. Because it was a small manor, they sold weapons and armor as well as clothes.

I’ve already picked a shield I don’t know how many times I’ve picked up, and I’ve also picked up a few javelins. There was nothing useful about armor, so I just skipped it.

Did you say lupus? That armor was fine, but I’ll have to ask Dionea to borrow it again.

On the other hand, Mung-chin

and how much is all this.” “he.”

I took a lot of this and that.

I didn’t like the shoes, so I picked up a pair of light boots and a pair of thigh-high robes and Vambraces. I picked one awl-shaped dagger and one short sword, and I also took five light daggers.

As if that wasn’t enough, Mungchi looked around the shop for a while.

“Why are you looking for something?”

“Xiao nu. That’s how you shoot arrows.”

The store owner, recognizing the guy’s gestures, quickly waved his hand.

“If you are talking about a crossbow, there is no such thing. not for sale.”

“If you don’t sell a crossbow, give it to me.”

“A line?”

“yes. Give me a crossbow.”

“Not even that. We’re not going to sell finished equipment.” “Oooh.”

The store owner, Deok-in-ji, gave Mung-chi a cute, tear-stained swordsman as a bonus.

It was around the time I paid 15 silver coins and left the store.

“trunnion.”

Ungchi, dressed in all the equipment he bought, looked up at me with his hand on his waist.

Just a moment ago, he looked disappointed because he couldn’t find a crossbow, but now his eyes are twinkling in anticipation. What is it?

“…Um, doesn’t it suit you well?”

“swimming.”

That’s correct.

After purchasing supplies and joining Amias’ gang, he looked around the quiet streets and headed to the Yeongju Hall.

And I witnessed an unexpected sight.