The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 241

My Villains Episode 241

49. Visitors (4)

I grabbed the reins and ran to the gate. Perhaps he noticed the jockey’s palpitations, and Jembak-i’s running speed was faster than usual.

Spotted is a word obtained after slaying a group of horses in South Harbor.

Recently, while being attacked by vampires at Oressa’s tavern, it was lost for a while, but reappeared after the fog cleared. I didn’t come back alone, but Heila’s favorite horse, ‘Altonise’, was also with me.

Heila was overjoyed when Altonise appeared with her black mane flying. My voice was about half an octave higher than usual.

In any case, thanks to the fun run, I quickly arrived at the wall. The only gate of Modos that opened to the east was noisy.

“Run you slugs!”

“You two! Grab your arrow and go up!” At the inn next to the castle gate, which was used as a barracks for vigilantes, several young men poured out, armed with shabby armor and spears or short knives. All of them had frightened faces, but they were unable to escape because Confair and Esson shouted threats and ran up the gatehouse.

“Ponyx-sama!”

When I turned around, I saw a mercenary, heavy-duty dervish standing on top of the gate tower, looking down this way with a bright face among the vigilantes.

“Get down the gate, quickly!” At my shouting, the vigilantes moved quickly, and soon the chains began to come loose. I looked up at Dervish and asked while the heavy drawbridge went down and the iron bars creaked up.

“How is the situation? People?”

“I’m being chased by orcs, but I’m right in front of you. It’s completely in front of your nose. In front of your nose.”

“good. Prepare your arrows and block the gates with those in armor!”

Before Dervish could answer, he ran over the half-down drawbridge and ran outside.

Indeed, he could see dozens of people and Orcs chasing them in front of him. As Stidman said, a giant was rampaging in front of the Orcs.

“Borrow ah!”

Over 4 meters tall and massive, a pair of clubs in both hands and a worn leather coat. Two heads sprouting from one body.

“…Etin?”

I was expecting a giant to appear, but it was Etin. A little disappointing.

I was disappointed, and Etin is a dangerous enough monster. There is no way that a giant who eats humans with orcs is not dangerous.

“Ughhhhh!”

“run! sooner!”

“Take me too! His legs-”

Every time he swung a pair of sticks, two people were bloody. Wheat fields overgrown with weeds because they were not managed were dyed dark red.

“Koag thuchat-!”

The dozens of Orcs led by Etin almost caught up with the frightened people and were about to attack them.

There is no time to delay.

“Come this way-!”

I shouted and ran forward, and the people who had been scattered in confusion ran desperately when they found the open gate and me.

I got off my horse and passed a variety of people: merchants in fine linen tunics and capes, priests in black robes, soldiers wearing armor and iron helmets, and mercenaries in leather armor and fur. And then he threw a javelin with a run-up.

“Kkwow!”

“Zork!”

As the javelin hit the forearm, one of Etin’s two garries opened its mouth and screamed. The other head glared at me and cursed at me.

Seeing that, he immediately threw a second javelin, but it was blocked by his dirty palm, probably because the master was looking this way.

“Ardai! Koag tha hum!” At Etin’s angry voice, the eyes of the orcs gathered in this direction. Half of them kept chasing people, but the other half said ‘Koagral!’ or ‘Quak saka!’ He yelled something like that and jumped at me.

“…Huh good.”

As I pulled out my hrunting, I suppressed the laughter that was about to burst out. It’s not possible to giggle while there are about a dozen human traces scattered about.

Ignoring the orcs running through the wheat fields for a moment, he focused on Etin snorting in front of him.

Compared to ogres and trolls, who are said to be the last of the giants, Etin is closer to the main stream. However, compared to ‘true giants’, it is still inferior.

“Hum—!”

Four eyes filled with hatred looked down at me.

Instead of accepting the snowball fight, he looked at the right head and raised his blood. There were traces of food left on his lips.

“Kuuk!”

As the blood left in the mouth burst open and caused a bloody blast, one side let out a scream, and the other head looked back at its twin brother in surprise.

In that gap, he spurred the ground and swung Hrunting at his thick legs. The blade, stained black with the artist’s blood, ran under Etin’s knee. The grime turned into hard dead skin and bit Hrunting’s jaw. With an

inhalation

, he tightened his grip and twisted his waist. Black blades gnawed through bones and jumped out.

“Shaha-!”

“Keep it off!”

Etin’s two heads screamed in unison. A pair of clubs charged with ferocious momentum.

I quickly stepped back to the back of my blood-spurting leg. The vibration of the pounding of the ground tickled the soles of my feet and a terrible stench stung my nose.

“……Woo-wook.”

He held his breath and swung the Hrunting blade covered with blood. Dark red sword light cut through the wind and let out a cheerful sound of wedges.

cooong.

Etin, who had carved deep cuts in his calves, Achilles tendons, hamstrings, and thighs, collapsed forward and fell to his knees. The hideous object revealed between his thighs was rattled at eye level, so he swallowed curses and let out a hrun ting.

“Kkeuheugh!”

“Dhek Shahaa”

A suppressed scream erupted as the man was cut to the root. Etin squirted blood like a fountain and shook his limbs.

He swung his sword twice around his almost paralyzed body. Two heads the size of a human torso tumbled across the floor.

The Orcs, who had seen the human blood and had a roar, were not afraid even when they saw Etin’s death. It was just jumping right in.

“

At the time of the shot, a group of arrows flew from the wall.

Of course, since they were shot by inexperienced vigilantes, out of the well over twenty arrows, only six or seven hit the orcs, and only three of them ended their lives. Still, it was enough to stop the orcs who were attacking like berserkers for a moment.

“Yaksa hum!”

“Dhek uishal!”

I even flinched for a moment. The Orcs went mad again and continued to charge. Twenty or so chased after me, while the rest attacked the mercenaries and vigilantes blocking the gate.

Normally, I would have rushed at you with excitement… Why am I losing my motivation? Is it because of the terrible stench of Etin?

Instead of running between the orcs, I took a slight backward step and reached out my left hand. Magical power more powerful than that of most wizards was converted into blood and flowed down his arm. Blood surged on Etin’s bloody corpse.

bang!

As if a grenade had exploded, pieces of flesh and blood swept everywhere. Most of the orcs who attacked with bubbles in their mouths were caught in blood and covered in blood. The explosion was powerful enough to be mistaken for using the necromancy spell ‘corpse explosion’.

“Tza Tzatguwi?”

“Toviak! Koagral-!”

Normal Orcs attacked between the groaning colleagues, and I raised my blood again. This time, the dark green blood of the wounded orcs exploded and hit the comrades who passed them.

“Turn off!”

“Shaikara!”

Again, several orcs fell with wounds, and they spurted blood at their comrades, guided by my blood. Twenty-five orcs were torn to pieces without even swinging their weapons and became fertilizer in the wheat fields.

“Lumfere!”

A familiar, sonorous voice.

Before I knew it, a blond wizard who had climbed the gate tower was shooting fireballs down the wall. The red-hot ball of fire fell in the middle of the Orcs who were rushing towards the castle gate.

Kwak-!

A pillar of fire soared with a roar.

The orcs, engulfed in fierce flames, screamed as they made the sound of picking a pig.

“charge-!”

“Kill them all!”

Before the few surviving orcs could come to their senses, Confear and Dervish led the vigilantes and attacked. The vigilantes were usually serfs with no experience in combat, but, befitting the inhabitants of the Middle World, they were able to surround the distraught orcs and stab them with their javelins.

Suck it!

The battle was over with the orc decapitated by the angled beheading sword of the Confair.

Confair took a dozen vigilantes, gathered the bodies of the monsters to one side and set them on fire.

Not only Etin, but the Orcs too were heavy, so everyone had a hard time. However, it was unavoidable because if left unattended, wild beasts and other monsters would entangle them.

Dervish and Eson took the rest and helped the merchants.

After hearing rumors about rich hukou, the products he had packed were scattered all over the fields and wheat fields. Fortunately, there were few luxuries, mostly grains and winter clothing, so there were not many spoiled items.

I greeted the priests while Heyla met with the merchants’ representatives to make a deal.

“May the protection of light be with you. Thanks to you, my life was saved.”

“May the protection of light be with you. I’m glad the priest is safe.”

Following the young Gwangmyeonggyo priest, he lowered his head, placing his hand on his chest and then on his lips in turn.

“The response was delayed because we did not notice the approach of the monsters in advance. If I had been in a bit more haste, I would have made less sacrifices.”

“Don’t talk like that. How could you have predicted what happened between them?”

Hmm, fortunately, he seems to be able to communicate.

After talking for a while, the young priest ‘Alford’ said that he had come to investigate Raven’s Cliff under the direction of the Bishop of Troshire. News had spread that Count Martianber was a vampire and that he had been killed by me.

He left the church with two disciples and four servants, but only half arrived. Six soldiers and three servants died in the attack of Etin and the orcs.

“If it had not been for their sacrifice, I would not have been safe.”

Three monks stood next to the priest who quietly made the sign of the cross, holding their quartersticks. It is said that they met and joined Alford’s party by chance while wandering around the area as mendicant monks.

Priests wanted to recover the dead. The day was over in an instant as I helped them with a simple funeral and assigned accommodation.

The next day, as soon as the sun rose, I led the priests to Raven’s Cliff Castle.

All that could be found in the collapsed citadel were tattered flags, bone fragments, and other junk. However, traces of magic remained underground, and the priests used their holy power to detect the evil energy.

“It is certain that there was some evil ritual.”

Priest Alford, who carefully examined the bloodstains reflected in the torches held by the mercenaries, continued with a cautious expression.

“But I don’t know if those are the signs of a vampire. It’s embarrassing that my level isn’t that high.”

“Then maybe it would be good?”

“Hmm, have any vampires been captured alive?”

“doesn’t exist. Count Mattianver and his three wives were all killed, and the rest turned to ashes after seeing the sun.”

“I see…

I thought for a moment about the spell thief Duk Saitz, who was locked up in the warehouse of the guild hall. He is the decisive witness, but

I have remained silent. If it were revealed that they had caught him, it would have been obvious that numerous victims, including the Dawning Council, would step in and make a mess of the situation.

Its purpose was to go to the Palace of La Palais and clear Ellen’s name, not to prove my innocence here.

In the end, Alford’s investigation went on for several days inconclusively.

A week later, about 300 people arrived in Modos.

It was an army sent by Lionel III, King of Milanol.