Chapter 432
My Villains Episode 432
65. peak of spring(7)
The Permanent Court of Eisbowald is a small and compact building. It is known that the mansion, which was used as a superior office until a dozen years ago, was renovated several times to its current state..
On the other hand, the prison located in the basement of the Permanent Court is a very large structure and has a long history. To put it briefly, it is estimated to have been made four to five hundred years ago, or even earlier, during the time of the ancient empire..
Like any other dungeon, the inside was dark and humid. It was basic to not let in even an inch of sunlight, and because it was built by remodeling a vertical cave, the damp stones had an old, fishy smell..
A long-standing, poorly maintained sewage system ran into a corner of the prison, so sewage containing all kinds of trash, feces, and corpses trickled in. The prisoners who filled this place tens or hundreds of years ago also
He must have felt the end of his life while smelling the stench..
As expected from a prison converted from a vertical cave, a large cavity extended all the way to the third basement level. More than seventy cells were located along the spiral staircase around the cavity..
Chuck, Chuck-
The heavy footsteps of the guards echoed throughout the cavity..
Soldiers wearing chain mail covering their entire bodies, plate chest armor, capes, and nose helmets. They were family soldiers belonging to the Milgrester family, who claimed to be descendants of the Nagas..
They were worthy of serving as guards, but if you look at the faces of the prisoners in this dungeon, it is not that surprising..
Imperial knights wearing heavy armor and commanding soldiers. They are swordsmen who can cut down four or five elite soldiers in the blink of an eye with just one weapon. Battle wizards who can pour out fire and ice instead of breath by reciting a few spells..
Bold guards were needed to withstand their sharp gaze. The men who held spears and swords for the descendants of my family, following my great-grandfather, grandfather, and father, were quite suited to this deadly rock cave..
Milgrester's two soldiers passed a small stone tower that looked like a miniature obelisk..
The stone tower, ‘Monument to Purity’, is a precious magical tool that freezes the magic power of the area. Although it is difficult to install and takes a long time, once it is in operation, it is a treasure that can completely neutralize any wizard of any level..
The Monument of Innocence was originally a trophy of a great swordsman, but now it is a pressure stone that suppresses the mana of prisoners in a dungeon..
The two soldiers who reached the bottom of the cavity were greeted by other soldiers. Those who came down the spiral stairs saluted the sergeant who was sitting on a chair..
“The commander has ordered preparations..”
“……I heard that you came back during the day today.?”
“I came to the court on business. “I’m sure you’ll stop by here while you’re on your way.” "under. “I heard that person is very diligent too.” The sergeant belonging to the Milgrester family stood up from his chair while grumbling. The soldiers lined up behind him removed the chair and picked up the old carpet from underneath it. Then a black bottom door was revealed..
“ The key is?”
“I brought it.”
The sergeant unlocked the two large locks with the key he had been given and the key he had taken from his belt. The floor door was made entirely of iron and was more than half a span thick, so it could only be opened after four strong soldiers clung to it..
“Load the crossbow.”
At his command, six soldiers turned the windlass attached to the heavy crossbow. The sergeant looked nervous and fiddled with the handle of his sword..
“Phew… … . let's go.”
While four soldiers, including the two who came down from above, held their positions, the sergeant went down to the bottom door with soldiers holding heavy crossbows..
After some time, an old man appeared surrounded by soldiers..
It was impossible to guess his age because his hair and eyebrows were gray, but he was very tall and had an upright posture..
As soon as he appeared, it felt like a cold wind was blowing through the cavity. The presence of the man who earned the title of sword master more than fifty years ago was extremely powerful..
“You need to relieve yourself, so I'll take off your handcuffs..”
The sergeant spoke very fluent Ghelan..
“This is our third sparring, so you probably know it well.,”
“It's not a sparring, it's a duel.”
The old man, Grimmons Koval, growled lowly..
“I'm not interested in you or your men, so don't talk nonsense and just get this out of the way, Sergeant..”
The sergeant wet his dry lips..
The opponent is a monster that can tear all the soldiers here to pieces with its bare hands. It was an act that required considerable courage to release the only restraint, even though it was clearly known..
The sergeant, who was contemplating whether to warn the old man by mentioning his grandson, decided that nothing good would come of provoking him, so he removed the handcuffs..
“sword and gloves?”
“I will hand it over to you as soon as the commander comes..”
Grimmons turned around and stood on the flagstone in the middle of the cavity. Dozens of pairs of eyes locked in the cell turned to him, but the old man moved his body regardless..
The sergeants and soldiers watched Grimmons tensely for a while..
Squeak-
A loud hinge sound was heard from above the cavity. A long shadow from the torch was cast on the spiral staircase. A cold wind blew behind Inyoung..
thud.
The door was closed. The shadow also disappeared.
The cavity had few light sources. Thanks to this, the end of my stairs was immersed in darkness. Soft footsteps sounded and long-necked boots came out of the darkness and stepped onto the stairs. The prisoners collectively held their breath..
“You've been waiting a long time?”
A relaxed voice rang out..
“I was planning on coming down soon, but I was unintentionally delayed. I couldn't communicate with the judges..”
Counting all the soldiers lined up in the cavity and the prisoners locked in the cells, there were easily eighty people. However, as if they were not even paying attention, the man who came down the stairs with his long legs outstretched spoke only to Grimmons, who was standing in the middle of the hall..
As if the only people here who are qualified to talk to him are old people..
“I would have felt at ease if I had stayed somewhere like a government office or military camp..”
He was a young man with a manly yet beautiful face, and a coldness flowing from the corners of his eyes..
Although he was dressed in classy and clean clothes, including a black coat, black pants, and a dark blue velvet shirt, he had a stronger bloody smell than an outlaw roaming the mountains and fields. Eyes resembling black opals were colored by the light and flashed dark red..
““Why do you insist on staying in such a dark and smelly place and make people uncomfortable?” The young American man was full of dark rumors, dirty scandals, horrifying eyewitness accounts, and hateful remarks..
Since he had multiple nicknames, he was called 'the bloody autopsy' or 'the beheader' in some places, 'guardian of witches' or 'bloody beacon' to others, and 'immortal' or 'artist' at others..
However, every prisoner in the dungeon called him 'the enemy knight'..
“Because it’s perfect for brooding over anger..”
“••••♦•aha." The unprecedented killer who killed more than a thousand people in the month of March, when flower buds are budding, nodded..
“but. If you're stuck in a place like this, you'll be grinding your teeth all the time..”
Phoenix stood on the flagstone and looked around the cell. Prisoners quickly turned their heads or stepped away from the bars..
“Then, can we think of the grandfather's consideration of sending his beloved grandson to earth instead of his elders as a way to avoid inciting his desire for revenge??”
“Don't talk nonsense, kid. “It is his choice whether to take revenge or not.” “Your grandson is only a few years older than me, but he is a kid who is older than me. If you choose revenge, will you succeed?‘?”
The old sword master kept his mouth shut. Those words were meant to provoke him. No, it's more of a ploy to arouse interest before the duel..
“Shut up and give me the knife, kid..”
The red knight twisted his mouth and gestured with his chin..
Struggling with the spirit of fighting and fighting for life that was shaking in the hall, two soldiers approached a young man and an old man and held out their weapons..
Phoenics held a one-handed sword, commonly called a 'bastard sword', which was shorter than a two-handed sword, longer than a one-handed sword, and had a narrow tip. Grimmons wore a hard iron glove on his left hand and held a one-handed sword with his right hand..
The iron gloves were originally worn by an old man, and the swords they held were luxury items made by the best swordsmith in the city..
“Are you ready??”
“okay.”
As soon as Grimmons finished answering, Phoenix leaped forward..
Caen!
Clear metallic sound. The old man raised his sword, and the one-handed sword that the red knight held with both hands struck the blade. The one-handed sword flicked like a whip and then turned to the other side, aiming for the old man's neck..
Grimmons showed off an exquisite counter-thrust. The tip of the sword was aimed at the forehead, and the incoming blade was blocked with a cross bar..
Phoenics quickly twisted the sword's trajectory and deflected the stab..
taller/
The movement of the sword exceeded the criminal's awareness, and the roar of metal hitting metal was muffled. The swords and strikes went back and forth so quickly that it was difficult to tell what the sum was..
The old and young swordsman crossed their swords eleven times in three breaths and widened the distance..
“flaw. Are you feeling better now? You lost twice in a row, what do you think it will be like this time??”
“……You still talk a lot.”
“I didn't know much, but it turns out I have a talent for trash talk. If you have talent, you should use it..”
““I said it before, you can’t cut the empire’s guard with your tongue.” “You don’t know that, do you? If you sharpen and polish well, someday,”
Phoenix swallowed his words and suddenly jumped forward. He kicked his back foot, stretched out his front foot, and thrust the sword he was holding with one hand forward. Excellent elasticity erased a gap of 8 meters in one go..
Ka ■ angle!
Of course, it was not enough to fool the seasoned swordsman. Grimmons tangled his blades together and pulled them to the side, while simultaneously kicking up his feet like a thunderbolt..
“Ugh. See it-”
The red knight, who was hit in the armpit by the tip of his foot and almost lost his sword, let out a sound. And I pulled the tangled sword violently..
Kaga River!
Sparks flew out as if a firecracker had exploded. Even if Grimmons was in perfect condition, it was impossible to withstand Phoenix's increased strength..
The old sword master nimbly retreated and aimed at the opponent's armpits with the tip of his sword. The red knight, startled, instinctively turned his wrist over. The long cross-shaped teeth deflected the old man's blade..
“Inhale！”
Poynix, who successfully defended himself, slashed the knife with his waist..
Grimmons, who was already retreating, easily avoided the slash. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity and struck with his sword, leaving two sword marks on the hem of his black coat..
The red knight, who had barely escaped, gritted his teeth quietly..
“……Really, you look like a shitty person with a knife..”
“It's not yours to say, you bastard..”
The young and old, who exchanged unpleasant words, clashed again. The sharp metal pieces collided and a series of even sharper metallic sounds erupted. The cavity was almost buzzing..
Due to the restraining power that came from the Monument of Purity, Phoenix was unable to move his magic. That was why Grimmons Koval insisted on solitary confinement in the dungeon..
He was a red knight who boasted that he would not use blood magic because he needed to practice swordsmanship. But who knows whether those words will be kept even when the knife plunges under the uvula?.
Since there was a world of difference between not using magical power and not being able to use it, the old man decided that in order to defeat the enemy knight and put an end to his life, he had to duel under the Monument of Purity..
However, the youngster, who had just turned twenty, was on friendly terms with the old swordsman who had been ninety years old. No, I gained a very slight advantage through recklessness that I don't know whether it was ambition or madness..
Kakakak!
Phoenics, holding his blades close together, chuckled..
“what. It's hard, already?”
“A bastard-”
Grimmons, who had been pushed back a few steps and had his back against the stone wall, gritted his teeth. The two headbutted each other at the same time as if they were planning a match..
Boom!
To add a little bit of exaggeration, there was a loud noise as if a battering ram had hit the castle wall..
Unlike Grimmons, who stumbled with blood streaming down his white hair, Phoenix, whose face was stained red, threw down a one-handed sword strike with a triumphant look on his face..
The very moment the tip of the red knight's sword was about to pierce the eyes of the old master..
Grimmons' gray-white eyes sparkled. The old man fell backwards and jumped up, kicking the stone wall. As if defying gravity, he twisted his waist in the air and spun at high speed..
Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
Grimmons named it 'Covalyu Yeoncham', but among swordsmen, it was better known as 'Bird of Prey's Flight'..
“Holy zen-”
Poynix took a deep breath and raised his one-handed sword. I couldn't even think of a counterattack due to Grimmons' surprise leap and quick slash..
Boom!
At the first slash, the tip of the one-handed sword was broken into pieces. The second slash cut off a handful of hair..
The old swordsman, who was light today, threw out a third sword strike, carving a deep cut into the red knight's face..
“Pfft!”
The old bird of prey finished its ferocious flight and landed gracefully. At the same time, he bounced slightly and made a quick thrust..
Kang! Phoenix barely managed to block the attack by swinging the back of his gloved hand. A couple of black scales covered in armor broke and scattered..
“Ugh, Mr.-”
“Huh, huh.”
The Red Knight took three or four steps back and wiped the blood from his face. The old man, who had fired four sword strikes in half a breath, was also breathing hard..
“I heard you really suck at cutting..”
Phoenix's eyes lit up as he licked the blood that flowed from his lips..
“greedily.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a leap. It was a light movement, as if stepping on the wind..
m । 99
Grimmons' eyes widened. This is because the red knight floating in the air rotated violently..
Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!
An afterimage of steel filled my vision. The blunt tip of the one-handed sword drew a sharper trajectory than any sword the old swordsman had ever seen..
Kakang!
The sword broke in half, and blood flowed from the grip. The old man quickly rolled back, but the red knight's third slash managed to skim his calf..
“eww 99
Phoenix landed roughly and attacked Grimmons like a wild carnivore. The old man barely managed to avoid and block two stabs coming in succession..
“……“How on earth?” "how?" To the mutterings of the old swordsman, who retreated limping, the red knight responded with a bright smile..
“What can I do, it's just practice.”
I wanted to yell at him to stop talking nonsense, but the flight of the bird of prey performed by Phoenix was too beautiful for that..
A bird of prey's flight is a technique that involves jumping and swinging the sword two or three times. Among the prosecutors with the nose-shaped surname, there were few who could not imitate its shape..
However, raising the power, speed, and accuracy of the technology to a practical level was a completely different matter. There was only one person in all of Middle-earth who could perform the flight of a bird of prey in a confrontation with a swordsman who had reached the peak..
It was like that just a moment ago..
“……her.”
Grimmons Koval burst into laughter. The skills he had honed for decades were stolen by the kid in front of him in just 15 days. Without proper teaching, through one battle and two duels,.
Clink. In the end, the old sword master lost his sword..
I didn't know if the loss of strength in my jaw was because my palm was torn from receiving the strong sword blow, or if it was because of a feeling of desolation..
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