The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 453

My Villains Episode 453

66. The Silver Prince (8)

I got up and stretched right before Ellen’s cool eyes spewed blue flames.

“Ah- hey wait a minute. I will die, I will die.” “You want to die?”

“What did you say that was harsh and suddenly came to me?”

“Stop talking nonsense and answer whatever I ask.”

“I haven’t been able to wash properly, aside from sleeping for the past few days. I think the work is roughly finished. I will come after taking a bath. Wait a minute.”

“under. Are you going to sneak away?”

“What is running away, why am I running away? Wait a minute. Or would you like to wash together?”

When I asked with a shrug, Ellen opened her mouth with a bewildered face.

“…He must be crazy, really.”

“If you don’t like it, take a walk in the courtyard.”

“No, you…

He seemed a little confused by my shameless response. Looking at his eyes, I thought, ‘What is he so confident about?’ or ‘What is this situation that makes me angry?’ The same question came to mind.

“What am I?”

Ellen’s lips twitched with a face of incomprehensibility, and I smiled because I thought her expression was cute. Then, pinching the tip of his nose slightly, he added words.

“This is my bedroom on the 4th floor, so why don’t you go and get some rest?”

“……bedroom?”

“uh. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.

“How easy it is for you to look at me.” “Who cares? Then is there anything else you want to do? If you don’t like walking or talking… Shall we eat together?”

What was he thinking? He shook his head with his little white face blushing.

“No, that’s not it, why are you taking a walk and eating out of the blue? Just answer the questions I ask!”

“Isn’t it like this because the story is going to be long? I’ll be back soon.”

“It’s really shameless. You haven’t changed at all.”

“So do you.”

“what? What am I!”

“Nothing. Wash up and come rest

!”

“Hey!” Leaving behind Ellen who screamed, I left the office as if I was half-running away.

The Kingdom of Milanol and the Empire of Mittergeland are in many ways similar to the Middle Ages on Earth, especially in the West.

This is true in terms of the systemic part represented by the feudal system and the class system, the degree of development of civilization, and the aspects of various cultures.

But this is definitely a different world. It means a world where magic exists, priests wield divine power, and monsters of all kinds roam the fields and mountains.

So in this world, when we think of the middle ages of the earth, we often see aspects that are different from the images we usually think of.

The one that stands out the most and personally appreciates is the part related to hygiene.

No matter how low and poor the serfs were, they at least washed their faces in the morning and evening. In the case of landlords and city dwellers, cleanliness was more important, so it was common to bathe at least three times a week.

Aristocrats and riches, especially clergy, are even more unusual. In the case of wealthy families who spent a lot of luxurious bath products including spices, they were not satisfied with a bathtub and had a large bath in the mansion.

The establishment of this concept of hygiene in this world must have been influenced by alchemists who were obsessed with collecting precious materials by selling perfumes, soaps and cosmetics. Well, the clean water quality of the continent must have played a part.

However, one way or another, the number one contributor will definitely be Gwangmyeong Bridge.

Regardless of religious denomination, cleanliness of body and mind is a duty and a virtue among Kwangmyeong Christians. Beggars, murderers, and madmen can enter the chapel, but those who have not washed for a week cannot cross the gates of the cathedral, let alone the chapel.

Thanks to the doctrine of cleanliness, the bathing culture quickly spread where Gwangmyeonggyo established itself.

However, apart from this, it was impossible to recklessly drive out faithful church members just because they did not wash.

Therefore, there was a small well or stream in front of the church, and those who visited the church on Sundays who could not wash due to poor financial conditions used it to simply wipe away dust and attend the service.

These customs or traditions changed over the years, and wealthy churches and monasteries used to fill in shabby wells and shallow streams to build large and splendid public baths.

So, rather than ‘patterned public bathhouses’ that run laundry or prostitution as a side business, the most well-equipped ‘real bathhouses’ were generally located in front of the cathedral.

Eisbowald also belonged to the general category, so the largest and most luxurious public bath in the city was located in front of the ‘Cathedral of Au-Giol’, which was also the main sanctuary of the cathedral.

At the time of the capture of this city, the church and its related facilities were said to have been given a strict order not to even approach, let alone plunder.

Looking back, it was a really good thing. If a group of mercenaries or nude warriors had seen this place, they would have smashed the entire facility to remove the gold, silver and glass decorations that were stuck here and there.

“…Ugh, cool.”

As Kim moaned while sitting in the hot water, the soldiers who followed him also stepped into the large bath.

Tight Steedman Horsehair Fritz Crossbrainer Gidon Yukson Mitelman Chief Golman etc. They have no talent or motivation in group dance except for fights, so they escort or attend to me.

Confair, who acts as the captain of my private unit, or Murg, who has become something similar to his lieutenant. Unlike Cole, who has no choice but to do it, it means that they are idle enough to come to take a bath with me.

Citizens who wanted to use the bathroom with the red knight weren’t that common, so the bathroom twice the size of a basketball court was empty. Thanks to this, the soldiers and I were able to comfortably chat while sitting around in the large bathtub.

While talking about this and that, Golman, who had been sleeping and keeping his mouth shut, spoke carefully.

“I mean Nari. Now- You said you would come after washing up with Ellen-sama, and then you came all the way here?”

“uh.”

The boy shook his head, washing away his red face.

“…I don’t dare say this, but it seems that you haven’t taken any measures.”

“what?”

“No, from Ellen-sama’s point of view, of course, you wouldn’t have known that it was a simple wash at the headquarters.”

“I said I was coming after taking a bath.”

“Still, you wouldn’t have thought that you would come this far… Ha, I don’t know if it’s okay to stay like this.”

Keegan in bone armor, who was sitting across from him and enjoying the warm bath, asked with a puzzled face as the boy, who was not as big as he was, but as strong as he was, couldn’t hide his worried expression.

“What are you so afraid of? That system- oh, I’m afraid your lady will do something’?”

“yes.”

“Wow…. What are you worried about when the master is here? Worry for nothing.”

“Hyung-nim, you don’t know who he is, so you should feel comfortable.”

It was the first time Keegan had seen Ellen a few days ago, who had been separated from Modos for a while because she had joined them at Seteniora Monastery.

Maybe that’s why he said, ‘He’s an ally anyway, so what’s scary?’ and Fritz, who emptied the wine glass Mittelman had brought from him on an errand, smiled and opened his mouth.

“A stupid baby. Have you seen the normal woman next to you?”

“yes?”

“All of them are just as dangerous as they are. If you just look at the outside and think it’s easy, you’re really screwed.”

“…why are you talking about that in front of me? Say you’d rather just get hit by a few.”

Fritz shrugged his shoulders as if something was wrong with what I said while bursting into laughter.

“Did I say something wrong? Isn’t it something everyone should know? It’s a life-and-death matter. Wouldn’t it be better for you, sir, to say this in front of you rather than whispering behind your back like a rat?”

“It’s not. Just tell me behind your back.”

“…I’m just fucking stupid again.”

“Is that what you said to hear?”

“no. I was whispering to myself behind the scenes, but the minister stole and heard— Heck!”

Grabbing Fritz’s hair and pushing it under the water, he looked back at the other soldiers.

“Well, Ellen tends to have a bit of a personality, but you shouldn’t worry too much. He told me well last time… It’s just that he sometimes gets angry, but he doesn’t go out that far.”

“That is correct. He definitely matured after proving his ‘qualification’ at the Mausoleum of his ancestors.”

The Palace of La Palais planned to keep the news of the birth of a High Master for the time being undisclosed for the time being. Steedman, who knew this well, cleared his throat and corrected his words.

“But, again, I’m going to get out of here before that hourglass runs out.”

“It is true that Ellen-sama has matured a lot, although it is true. Maybe four or five fireballs could be stuck on the roof of the bathhouse… As

the eyes of the friendly soldiers gathered, he shrugged his shoulders while caressing his bald head.

“No, I just-

I mean it just might be.”

Steedman evaded his words, but the soldiers’ eyes were already full of fear. Putting aside the nicknames of the fire witch and the blonde purifier, it was probably because everyone witnessed Ellen turn the field into a sea of fire with a single gesture in the battle in the corridor a few days ago.

Silence passed for a while among the friendly soldiers except for Fritz, who struggled under water torture.

The self-proclaimed soldiers sitting around the bathtub made a smart and strong choice instead of running away all of a sudden, befitting the elites under my command. I decided to push my back and block the source of the problem.

My head was heavy after the forced march for almost a week, so I wanted to rest for a while longer, but my own soldiers made a fuss with one voice, so I had no choice but to get up.

On my way out of the bath, I spotted a group of people just leaving Ozzie-All Cathedral.

They were none other than the priests and paladins of the Order of Calandari, and the leader was a very familiar woman.

“Huh Princess?”

“Sir Phoenix.”

A paladin riding a courser dressed in shiny plate armor smiled. Pale blond hair and light green eyes that shone even brighter than the white armor and mane of a white horse. It was Princess Theodora.

With a slight movement, she got off her white horse, Brightmere, and stood in front of me.

“It feels like I haven’t seen you in a long time. I’m not saying this in front of you, but I’ve been so busy the past few days that I haven’t had time to look up at the sky.”

“I’m sorry, Princess. Because I asked you to do something troublesome for no reason.”

The priests of Eisbowald and their council led by Theodore I asked Princess Ra.

Theodora had great religious authority because she was directly ordained by the bishops of Hongui, the leaders of the Calandari Order. The princess used this to quickly subdue the Council of Ministers, centered around Oji-Old Cathedral, who were not hiding their resentment towards the army I led. It was more like appeasing the priests not to see blood before I drew my sword in earnest rather than subduing them.

“Nothing to say. Considering the respect you have shown to our church during this war, this level of service is only natural.”

“I am grateful to you for saying that.”

“I just have a request for my Lord Phoenix. As a paladin of Calandari and as a close friend of the Lord.”

“yes? Oh, please tell me.”

When I made a puzzled expression, Princess Theodora smiled and said,

“I would like to speak with Miss Ellen, your party, and the Grand Masters of La Palais Palace.”

I met her shining eyes and nodded willingly.

…I feel like I’ve somehow found a hole to survive.

It’s strange. Was I in danger of dying?