Chapter 193
My Villains Episode 193
44. dreamy(3)
When the sun appears in the east,
“Bake it-!”
The ogres, whose eyes were rolled back in anger at losing their shaman, screamed and rushed forward..
Ogres are very dangerous monsters.
As the saying goes, they are large and powerful, and they form groups of as few as three or as many as thirty..
In addition, because they prefer human flesh and enjoy hunting people, they are said to be the main culprits in ruining rural fiefdoms and villages without a proper army..
But that's the general public's perception.…….
Name: me
level : 25
Class: Blood Knight
Abilities: Remaining Bonuses - 1
Strength - 28(54) Dexterity - 28(54)
Health – 27(51) Horsepower - 24(42)
skill :
Blood Blade 7pt, Plunder 5pt,
Blood Shield 3pt, Red Grip lpt Flowing Blood 5pt, Hot Blood 3pt,
legendary lineage lpt
Thirst 4pt, Bloodthirst 2pt, Bloodseeker 2pt
To me, who was a monster far beyond the level of a criminal, the ogre was not that threatening. To add a little bit of exaggeration, it almost looks like a slightly larger human being..
So I pulled out my Hrunting and ran towards them..
“uh! Me, me-”
“lily!”
The mercenaries who had just joined the party made threatening noises with a look of confusion..
I jumped forward and shook off the shock that followed. And, ahead of the dawn spreading to the west, I kicked the ground with all my might..
“Bake it!”
The leading ogre came swinging a club that was close to a log. I threw my body diagonally to the right and threw a hrunting motion..
Puuk.
About half of the milky blade that pierced the thick belly skin disappeared. Then, I felt something catch on the tip of the knife. I tightened my grip and twisted my waist like I was spinning a baseball bat..
The vertebrae were cut with a heavy thudding sound. The ogre, with more than half of its waist cut off, was rolling around on the ground, spilling blood and internal organs..
Grumpy-
The once pure white blade was now filled with rich, scented blood. As the bloody blade flicked its tongue, Hrun Ting, which was already long for a one-handed sword, became longer by about 20 centimeters..
As another of the compatriots fell after the shaman, the ogres came screaming and brandishing their weapons. Among them, the one holding a crude but huge stone ax pointed at me..
“Koagral—!”
It's funny how they use greenskin language on the subject of brown skin and red blood..
I thought about that and took a deep breath..
“Huu-eup,”
Is it because of my mood??
‘I haven't even used the 'Thirst' skill, but the world seems to have slowed down a bit..
“Haaaa—”
I exhaled halfway through slow breathing..
And swung the sword.
I cut off the ribs of a fat ogre wearing bast, cut off both elbows of a guy lifting a stone axe, put the tip of a sword under the club wielded by a guy with a protruding jaw, and cut open his groin. Se grabbed the young guy's neck with his left hand and lunged at him, spinning 360 degrees like a pole dancer doing a pole dance. He cut the guy's neck, chest, and stomach with the tip of the knife, and, acting as a pole, he took out a lot of blood from the young guy whose neck was squeezed and sprayed the blood on those who were running away..
“Guarantee, Guarantee-”
Among the ogres who saw their compatriots being massacred and tried to quickly drive them out, two rolled on the floor with blood splinters on their knees, calves, and heels..
“Hmm.” As the magical power became considerably stronger, the power of Blood Bora became somewhat usable, but the range was still poor. Because of that, the three ogres turned away towards the forest, unharmed..
Just when I was wondering if I should chase them.
Sooooooo!
With a bloody sound, two frost picks as long as my arms split the air. A window of transparent ice and fine ice fragments scattered behind it flashed in the dawn..
One frost awl stuck in the center of the slightly smaller ogre's back, and the other tore off the neck of the one next to it. It was definitely Ellen's order..
And the last one who was lucky enough to survive was struck in the shoulder by a crossbow that flew in silently..
“Kkupp!”
The ogre with unusually large tusks ignored the small crossbow meat hanging from its thick skin and continued running toward the forest. As I was about to enter the forest, I suddenly went forward with foam at the mouth and fell into it..
crackling.
The bundle that was climbing the tree behind just a moment ago appeared from the forest. He approached the ogre, who had fallen from the paralyzing poison, and strangled him with a thick rope..
While the group was finishing him off, I went over to the ones who had fallen from the bloodbath..
“Take a look, take a look-!”
Ogres with mangled legs exposed their dirty teeth and waved their arms..
A desperate struggle for survival. There was no particular inspiration..
One decapitated him with the sturdy heel of his suede boot, the next decapitated him, and the last stabbed his heart with a knife..
“Shut up, shut up,”
Through the tightly held Hrunting, I could clearly feel the tough life fading away. I pulled out the knife only after his gurgling turned into the sound of the wind being knocked out and even that sound stopped..
I looked back in the sweltering heat and saw that the sun had risen more than halfway over the ridge far to the east..
I continued to stretch..
“……Ugh.”
And after roughly shaking off the knife, he walked back to the campsite with a somewhat lighter step..
Mercenaries who had just joined the party, such as Fritz and Umberta, had ambiguous faces that made it difficult to tell whether they were surprised, fed up, or scared..
“......lily.”
Meanwhile, Conwyer, who was protecting the charcoal maker's family with Cole, looked very calm..
“What should they do??”
I scratch my eyebrows and then shrug my shoulders..
“Let’s eat first first..”
“……Do you want to eat? here?”
“It's morning. I'm not hungry?”
When I asked with a grin, Conwyer glanced behind me. Then, in the end, I swallowed dry saliva and nodded..
When the dancing spirit summoned by Ellen drove away the ogres' bloody and body odor, the group sat back down by the fire and started eating..
While the mercenaries roughly filled their stomachs with salted meat, bread, dried fruit, etc., the tight-lipped Steedman prepared a fairly elaborate meal for the party..
Of course, there were only two menu items, rabbit pie and 'Dora soup', but compared to bread soaked in water or hard beef jerky, it was a feast..
The rabbit meat pie was something I bought in a village I passed by recently. It was made by finely chopping rabbit meat, onions, ginger, etc., wrapping it in flour dough, and baking it in an oven..
Steedman warmed the rabbit meat pies near an open fire and spread egg on the surface of the pies. As the egg coating became golden brown, the hardened pie became as appetizing as new..
The 'Dora soup', which was made by boiling fennel petioles, cabbage, salted pork, etc. and finishing it with parsley, was also delicious. I wish the broth had been thicker, but I couldn't waste time trying to simmer the soup. Because the sun has already risen.
Hayla, who was nibbling on a large piece of pie, blinked slowly and looked back at Steedman..
“Pie and soup go well together.”
“Is that so? It must be a bit rough food for your precious young lady to eat..”
“delicious. The soup tastes sweet. It's amazing.”
“Heh, right? “I cut up some cabbage and salted it before I went to bed last night.” "salt?”
“yes. Then, even if you boil it just a little, it becomes crunchy and sweet. This is the secret to ‘Big Hands Dora’.”
Hayla nodded quietly..
“I want to take Dora to Tauz Den..”
“Yeah? Just because of this soup?”
“I told you that the pheasant stew and apple fritters I made before were also your mother's recipes..”
“Oh, I did..”
Steedman chuckled and shook his head..
“As I said before, my mom is extremely greedy. You won't be able to seduce me under certain conditions.?”
The freckled mummy burst out laughing at his joke..
“Seriously, what else is there to do other than flirt? When the Duke's family calls, I have to go..”
“It's because you don't know my mom. She's a woman whose stubbornness is stronger than iron tendons..”
At that time, Ellen, who was sitting next to me, smelled the rabbit pie and frowned slightly..
“O ”
“why?”
“The sour smell has gotten worse. I can't eat anymore.”
“okay? I'm fine. Was it spoiled??”
As I sniffed at the pie, Steedman, who had been bickering with Mira, slapped his hand and said,.
“It hurts. The vinegar smell has become a little stronger..”
“vinegar?”
“yes. In the central region, vinegar made from red wine is often used. Spraying it on meat revives the flavor, but some people dislike it because the smell gets worse as the days go by..”
Steedman took a bite of his share of the pie and tilted his head..
“It's refreshing enough so it's okay.?”
“It's refreshing. And the pork in the soup is a bit tough.……
Ellen pursed her lips and complained, then glanced at me and closed her mouth..
He was a picky eater, so he would often complain about his food, but I scolded him appropriately every time he did that, and now he seems to be doing a little better. These days, I feel like my appetite has improved as I have grown taller..
Still, you have to scold what needs to be scolded. Steedman cooked it with care.…….
Just as I was about to scold Ellen, Hayla blinked a couple of times and then opened her mouth..
“The meat is tough. Pigs in the central region are like that..”
“that's right. It's the same with pigs, there's absolutely nothing to eat in the central region..”
Ellen, who was watching me, quickly got up from her seat and sat down near the rock behind her. Then I closed my eyes and meditated..
Oh my, I'm quick to notice…….
While I was making the accusation, Mira continued..
“Every time I eat, I desperately think of my hometown..”
“Pork is delicious for lead buns. It smells nutty and fragrant.”
After hearing Hayla's words, 'Eson', a mercenary who was eating at a nearby bonfire, suddenly turned his head..
“Leadburn pigs are very expensive because they are difficult to raise. Have you tried them??”
“huh. I enjoyed it. Once or twice a month.”
“After all, a noble lady... … . As a Lidburn native, I think I ate it twice a year..”
When Eson said that while scratching his chubby cheek, Mira asked back with surprised eyes..
“Twice a year? Uncle Eson, you must have lived a long life.?”
“Oh, it's not like that. My father helped with odd jobs at the monastery. So sometimes I got sausages and ate them.” "monastery?”
“okay. It's called 'Saint Montatra Monastery', and it's located in the north of Lemeric.-”
Breakfast, which started off a bit subdued due to the aftermath of the battle, gradually became noisy..
“have an unusual talent.”
Utequwai, who was sitting on the tree trunk behind me and finishing his third bowl of Dora soup, muttered that..
“••••••what?”
He swallowed his rabbit pie in one bite and answered,.
“Heyla..”
“Heyla?” "be right. Becomes friendly with subordinates without losing dignity. It's an unusual talent.”
Before we knew it, nearly ten people, centered around Heila, were gathering and chatting..
Not only the good-natured Steedman, Mira, and Eson, but also Simos, a former magic thief, Umberta, who is very wary, Fritz, who has a vicious personality, and even Cole, who was once beaten by Hayla..
Even the bundle that was attached to me was already squatting next to Hayla, sipping honey tea..
“……Do you even have talent??”
“Everyone likes Hayla except you and Ellen. Talent or something.”
“What if you exclude me and Ellen? Then you?”
When I frowned, Ute Kwai shrugged his shoulders..
“I like it too.”
“Why you? I can't even talk to Heyla..”
“Heyla, Darran kel writes. Very powerful. Daejeon Temple cannot be approached..”
Um, what was Darran kel....... Ah.
“Wicked witchcraft, no, blood magic?”
“be right. I use blood magic, but I control myself well..”
“A person who is good at controlling himself takes an entire territory hostage.?”
“It's better than you losing your temper all the time..”
“……This baby hits the bone.”
When I grumbled, Utequai chuckled and continued..
“I know you're trying. “Perseverance and fame.” “It must be meditation.” “That’s right, meditation. It's a good method. But I've said it a few times, you have to learn from Hayla. Darran kel, she knows better than you.”
«......eww ”
......k
It's 100% correct, but…….
I was scratching my eyebrows and suddenly a question occurred to me and I looked back at Ute Kwai..
“But you said you don't talk to a guy who uses blood magic? Then I?”
Ute Kwai clicked his tongue loudly at my question..
“Poynix, still stupid. A friend is someone who pretends not to notice even a stain..”
“……I heard this guy is also good at saying strange things..”
He burst into laughter again, so I stood up and motioned to the middle-aged mercenary Conwyer..
Then he raised the charcoal maker's family, who had been watching them while eating the beef jerky, and brought them in front of me..
“Well, now my stomach is full..”
I placed my wrist on Hrunting's pummel and looked back at my family..
For some reason, the young couple's complexion turned pale. Even while her parents were talking like that, the little girl was looking up at me with an expressionless face..
“Should I get some explanation??”
As I said that and smiled, the child who was said to be possessed by the devil also smiled back..
……Hmm, it's kind of ominous..
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