The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 167

My Villains Episode 167

41. The Blood Knight (4)

Gooooh!

By the time the evil god’s servants appeared in the middle world cheered, the group was blocked by a group of horses.

‘this.’ Guided by the ominous voice, Amias looked back and quickly turned his head back.

The riders in front were just looking down at the party with cold eyes, perhaps not surprised by the sound.

“……O uh”

—

Amias felt a numbness in his hamstrings.

In his eyes, having served as a soldier for several years, the riders lined up in front of the party were extremely dangerous.

A pitch-black war horse and heavy armament, a large physique and a stable posture, tightly closed lips and sharp eyes….

‘They are knights. No doubt.’

I don’t know if all eight riders were knights, but the three of them, who were clad in clumsy plate armor, seemed to be knights.

‘What the hell are these guys?’

The riders who appeared out of nowhere and blocked the way were looking down at the party without saying a word. Amias felt a little creepy and took a short breath.

“Whoa.”

He overcame the responsibility on his chest and took a step forward.

“Who are the penises, are you blocking my way?”

Amias praised himself inwardly. I thought it was the right level of greeting to deal with a knight who wasn’t too rude or servile.

But when the Eight Horsemen remained silent, that thought was shaken a little.

‘…Did it sound a bit cheap?’

While Amias was sweating like that, Siren, who had defeated Edan’s support, limped forward.

“Looking at the sentence, it seems that you are from the duchy of Razil. Do you have any business?”

Silence ensued.

However, Simos and Mira Cole, who have a good sense of it, noticed that this silence was a little different from before.

Simos and Mira grabbed the handles of their swords, while Cole secretly fumbled for his quiver.

The riders were silent even as they stared down at it.

Then one of the three scaly riders of Full Helm, convinced that Amias was a knight, turned his head to the side.

“miss?”

His gaze turned to the backs of the riders.

There was a woman there.

“…her.”

Only then did the party, who discovered the woman, open their mouths, forgetting about the situation.

multifarious.

The woman took the reins and approached the group.

A thick satin cloak and a large ruby brooch attached to it, a vest with four or five golden buttons, a fine saddle with leaf patterns engraved on it, black leather pants with a slight sheen… I didn’t even notice anything like that

.

This is because her long black hair, white skin and red lips violently drew attention.

“hi.”

The seven pairs of eyes must have been burdensome, but the woman was unconcerned. It is indifference created by the addition of a lifetime of experience to the natural character.

Her pitch-black eyes lingered on Utequai on a stretcher, and drifted to Ellen, whom Mira had laid at her feet.

“The Red Bear and the Fire Witch.”

Amias, who was mesmerized by the red, thick lips, shook his shoulders as the woman’s eyes turned to him.

“……Eh yes?”

“The Red Bear and the Fire Witch. Right?”

“Ah yes. No,” Amias stammered, while the woman blinked quietly. She waited quietly for the opponent to recover his spirit.

“Not all of you. Who are you, Miss?”

Of course, waiting did not mean consideration.

“Where is the bloody swordsman?”

“yes?” “I mean Phoenix. where are you?”

“That’s…

Amias, suddenly wary, shook his head with his stomach tightening.

“I’m sorry, but please tell me who the lady is.”

silence again.

However, the silence this time was different from the previous one, even for the ignorant Army Asuna Steedman.

The riders’ eyes lit up with anticipation. It wasn’t a big change, but the impressions were so colorless that even small changes were easily noticeable.

The one who broke the tense silence was neither the tense Amias nor the silent beauty

.

“Mmm.”

“Eh Ellen!” Ellen, who had been making a few painful sounds with her brow furrowed, slowly opened her eyes. Then, he raised his upper body.

“This is where it is.”

“Ellen. Calm down.”

Cole got down on one knee and whispered, lowering his voice.

“This is a dangerous situation.”

Ellen took a quick look around her and her eyes returned to focus.

“What about Poi?”

“I went to find Mr. Zanavas and Mr. Mungchi.”

“…Are you awake?”

“yes. You are fine.”

The blue eyes flickered for a moment.

“…What about my wand and crystal ball?”

“The wand is here. I couldn’t take the crystal ball because I was in a hurry.”

After receiving the wand, Ellen quietly groped her left ear. The feathers that made her fly disappeared somewhere, leaving only bitter scars.

Ellen stood up with a calm face.

All the while, the riders just stood there. The woman in front of the riders looked down at Ellen and then opened her mouth.

“hi.”

“Are you a fire witch?”

Ellen quietly brushed her hair. Drops of blood spattered on the left side of his face had dried up before he knew it.

“…What are you?”

The woman, who blinked for a moment, replied with an expressionless face.

“Say my regards.”

“How are you?”

“huh. Daria.”

“what?”

As if struck by lightning, Ellen stiffened.

“What is that?”

For a moment as she wandered with her eyes open, magic power spread all around her. Eyes flash blue.

“…What are you doing?”

“I’m here to find Poi.”

“Poi?”

“Yes.”

Huung.

Ellen’s enormous magical power swarmed in all directions. A blatant and violent flow of magical power.

The war horses roared and struggled. The riders tugged at the reins with expressionless faces.

In the meantime, the black-haired woman still had a calm face. Her words were the same.

‘……This?’

Ellen, who gathered her mind together and prepared the spell, was suddenly shocked. It was because the woman in front of him had unleashed magic equal to or higher than his own.

The woman who had been quietly blinking her eyes suddenly opened her mouth. Ellen’s completely unexpected words came out of her red lips.

“I’m Poi’s fiancée.”

“…what?” “You asked. who i am At those leisurely words, Ellen’s face hardened coldly.

Coo-goo-

the eyes of the two women crossed and the air shook. Enormous mana pressed their foreheads against each other.

“Poi’s fiancée? you?”

“that’s right.”

Following simple questions and answers, life was added to the vortex of magical power.

Amias, caught in the gap, had a white face.

‘…Could I have made a mistake?’ As he swallowed, Cole straightened his zoom tube and scanned the riders quickly.

‘Twelve or thirteen steps. Shooting down that noblewoman’s horse and taking her hostage…

It didn’t look easy.

The woman’s relaxed attitude, mighty magic power, and the sharp gaze of the riders made the wall shrink.

‘Too close. Ellen-nim alone can’t handle them.’

Cole looked out of the corner of his eye at Ou Tequai, who was stretched out on a stretcher. It wasn’t to the extent that I wanted to be stern, but I didn’t think I would wake up right away.

The eyes of the party rolled busily, and the confrontation continued for a while.

It was then.

A large ball rolled down from a hill in the distance.

Gooooooo!

no it wasn’t a ball.

Dogs, cows, pigs, mice, and other animals of all kinds were crawling together, leaving only the upper half of their body.

They dragged their heavy torsos and waved their arms restlessly. They pushed, pulled, and trampled each other, rolling into one mass.

The riders immediately drew their shields and weapons from their saddles. The four carried jousting spears, two iron flails, and two long cleavers.

A man armed with a full helm, a heavy plate heater shield, and a cleaver approached the woman.

“miss?”

The woman watched Ushutu’s followers and opened her mouth.

“Take care of them first.”

“Then, these people”

“I will protect them.”

He was silent for a moment, then pulled the reins.

“All right.”

When the man got off the road, the other riders followed him.

The Eight Horsemen drove their horses gently around the grass. Then, he rushed down the slope towards his followers. There were no slogans, prayers, swear words, or shouts that are usually uttered right before a battle.

Cole, who was watching them, exclaimed involuntarily.

“That’s-”

His gaze landed on the weapons held by the leading three riders. One cleaver and two jousting spears were covered in dark red blood.

“They are blood knights.”

Wizard Shiren muttered in disbelief.

“I was wondering if I could meet the blood knights of Raj Il in a place like this.” She opened her eyes wide for a moment and looked back at El Ren.

“Ellen-sama, you can’t believe Lord Phoenix-”

At that moment, the three-blood knights led the cavalry collided with the group of followers.

bang!

A jousting spear pierced the neck, an iron flail shattered the head, and a cleaver tore the torso to shreds.

Black, sticky bodily fluids splattered in all directions. Neither the horse nor the armor was a blemish for the black blood knights.

Goo-! As the followers screamed and attacked, the riders skillfully grabbed the reins.

They did not meet the beasts head-on. I rode the horse at an angle with the guys on my right side. Then, as if peeling off the skin of a fruit, the edges were crushed.

Ushtu’s followers showed off their strength befitting their massive size and were bizarrely ferocious, so they attacked without even taking care of themselves. However, he couldn’t keep up with the nimble maneuvers of the riders, so he collapsed helplessly, bursting with bodily fluids.

Of course, the riders were not without sacrifice.

Wow!

A beast resembling a dog threw itself and grabbed one of the horses. It was the horse of the rider who followed from the rearmost.

Hee hee hee-

As the horse with its throat bitten slowed down, the other beasts clung to it.

Eventually, the horse fell violently and the rider on it rolled to the ground. It was a young seed who seemed to be twenty years old.

“Whoa-”

The servant did not ask for help. He sighed and drew the sword from his waist.

His colleagues did not look back. He just shrewdly drove his horse and killed his subordinates.

Steedman, who was watching the scene, opened his mouth involuntarily.

“…What is that.”

He recalled the ant war he had seen in his childhood.

Ants do not scream, do not beg for mercy from their enemies, and do not grieve over the death of their comrades. I don’t know how it was in practice, but at least it seemed to Steedman.

The fallen seed was quickly buried by the beasts.

“Yes,

he swung his sword until the last moment and knocked down two more beasts the size of bulls. It was a heroic struggle.

“Uh-”

The resistance didn’t last long.

The young squire, who would have become a great knight at some point, was torn limb from limb and disappeared into the belly of the beasts. That was it.

“As expected, they are terrible people.”

Shiren, whose face had turned pale, muttered that, then suddenly turned her head away. The woman from the group of riders was still nearby.

The woman did not even look at Siren. She slowly dismounted and gave Steedman the reins.

“Take care of it for a moment.”

“yes?”

Steedman, who had been handed the reins, looked up blankly at the woman. Looking back, she was quite tall. Compared to Steedman, who was teased for being short by the freckled mummy, he was about a penny taller.

The woman rummaged through the saddle and took out three glass bottles. Seeing the bottles, Mira shrieked.

“What’s that-”

Mira kept her mouth shut halfway through, but no one knew what that slimy red liquid was.

The woman handed Amias two of the three bottles she took out.

“…. .this”

“It’s a wound healing potion. Divide it.”

“No, I didn’t ask what this was.”

Cole dissuaded Amias from gibberish with a wink of his eyes. He took a potion and went straight to Utequai.

” ah.”

Amias finally came to his senses and looked back at Genesa. Then he made a grotesque expression.

It was because the noblewoman who approached Genesa suddenly pulled out the crossbow bolt stuck in her chest.

“Huh-”

“Genessa!”

When Genesa let out an airy sound, Amias roared in astonishment.

“What the hell are you doing!”

The woman held out her hand, ignoring the question.

“Ugh.” Someone shrieked. It was because blood flowed backwards from Genesa’s wound.

“Sir-”

Amias huffed up as if he was going to run at any moment, and Siren stopped him.

“wait a minute.”

“Wicked show, that bitch is sucking Genesa’s blood!”

“That’s right, but it’s not like that.”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

The blood that gushed upside down formed a small conglomeration on the woman’s left hand. It was like a skein of thread that increased its size.

“It drained the blood from the lungs.”

“what’?”

The woman answered as she opened the glass bottle.

“If you use the potion with blood in your lungs, you will suffer for the rest of your life. You will be fine now.”

“…Uh like that.”

She poured some potion on the wound. He then lifted Genesa by the back of her head and gave her a few sips.

“O uh” —

Amias put on a puzzled expression when he saw Genesa’s breathing returning.

“Well…

While he was contemplating what to say, Ellen, who had been silent, suddenly opened her mouth.

“…what kind of trick is this?”

The woman was slowly rolling the blood beads in the air. A marble slightly smaller than an egg rotated diligently.

“Answer me.”

The woman surveyed the battle in the distance before turning her head towards Ellen.

” what?”

“You acted as if they were going to attack you right away, and then suddenly gave you a potion? What are we going to do?”

Ellen carefully observed the blood orb even as she fired at it.

Having lived with Phoenix for a long time, she gained a deeper understanding of blood manipulation, which she had only learned from books.

Thanks to that, I was well aware that the beads that the woman created were actually very advanced skills, even though they seemed trivial on the surface.

‘To control someone else’s blood and float it in the air like that. Aside from the amount of magic, the ability to manipulate blood is on a different level from Phoenix.’

Perhaps aware of Ellen’s nervousness, the woman blinked a couple of times before opening her mouth.

“That is natural. I didn’t know who you were before, and I don’t now.”

“What do you know?”

“You guys are Poi’s friends.”

“……what?”

“why? no?”

“No…

Looking at Ellen, who was speechless, the woman added her words leisurely.

“It’s not unusual to help your husband-to-be’s friends.”

“…Oh, that’s- Ha.”

When Ellen, who had been opening her mouth, let out a blank laugh, the woman tilted her head a little.

Still expressionless, Ellen somehow thought she was laughing at him.

At that moment, Ellen was overcome with unknown anxiety.

‘…really Foy’s fiancée? I didn’t hear that. But if it’s real.’

Watching Ellen’s expression change moment by moment, the woman turned her head to the north.

Eight or now seven riders were struggling. The evil god’s followers, whose numbers had been reduced by more than half, seemed to have changed their goals, and were rushing towards us, ignoring the riders’ attacks

.

The woman who watched the scene quietly took something out of the inside of her vest.

What appeared with a relaxed movement was a pair of black velvet gloves. She shared the gloves on both hands and suddenly looked back at Siren.

“But you.”

“yes?”

“He talked a lot.”

“…What does that mean?”

A small pattern was embroidered on the back of the glove. Five white rhombuses gathered toward the center looked like white flowers blooming.

“I want to maintain good relations with Poi’s friends.”

The black gloved left hand drew a small circle. The beads of blood, which had been the size of an egg, quickly spread.

“But I don’t have the confidence to build a good relationship with a gossiper who goes out of his way to talk.”

The blood spread thinly and spread across the back of the woman. It looks like a curtain or a cape or-

“How are you?”

It was like wings.

The woman in dark red blood stared at Siren.

Black eyes that evoke all sorts of imaginations because of their emptiness penetrate very

deeply

.

“What about you?”

Everyone lowered their eyes in front of the figure with its wings spread. Only a pair of blue eyes were staring at the woman with the momentum to breathe fire.

In an instant, the woman’s mouth twitched very slightly.

The woman who was looking down at Ellen snorted and suddenly opened her mouth.

“My name is Heila. Heila of Valuin.”

“Good luck, Ellen.”

As soon as he finished his words, a dark red wave rushed towards the evil god’s followers.