Chapter 494
My Villains Episode 494
66. silver prince(49)
“……my back hurts.”
Ellen furrowed her brows and shook her hips. She was riding a horse with long legs and a slim body. The horse, which is not intended for hunting and is more gentle than most farm horses, did not throw a tantrum even when its ill-tempered owner kept shaking its balance and tightening its saddle straps..
“Um, are you very uncomfortable??”
“This looks comfortable?”
At the young Highmaster's leering glance, one-eyed Simos, her bodyguard, errand boy, scoundrel, and disciple, shrugged his shoulders..
“Then, would you like me to hold the reins for you??”
“it's okay. I take care of myself.”
“yep.”
Ellen was sitting on a saddle with an unusual appearance. Commonly called a ‘side saddle’, it is an item that allows you to sit with your legs on one side, unlike an ordinary saddle..
However, whether the seat adjustment was wrong or there was a problem with her tact, Ellen couldn't stand the throbbing pain in her lower back..
‘If I had known this would happen, I would have gotten in the carriage..’
Before the plan was suddenly revised, that is, when I left Eisbowald, I was planning to briefly explore the nearby forest estuary. If I had known that I would be driving through the empty plains all day like I am now, I would have dragged the four-horse chariot that was parked at the Permanent Court..
““The distance is getting wider, so shouldn’t we hurry up?” “… … it.”
Aktufir, an elderly man with both hands filled with golden rings and bracelets, asked with a humorous voice:.
The old man had abundant warrior skills, befitting his title of 'Grand Warlock'. His horsemanship was at a level comparable to that of a skilled cavalryman, and he was nothing compared to Ellen, who had never fed a horse in her eighteen years of life..
“Stay still. Because I know too.”
After taking a look at Aktufir, who was sitting leisurely on the back of a large warhorse, she lifted the reins. And he held out his shiny black quarterstaff toward the cloud of dust rising in front of him..
“Ventus, Ictorios!”
A burst of air from the tip of the stick blew the thick dust across the field. And about seventy men and horses appeared..
The largest of these was Prince Yin's heavy cavalry..
‘This elite cavalry unit, which was active in the Highlands and Obdorp areas under the command of the 'giant' Ankir, was waiting at Eisbowalt as ordered by Prince Ulkar..
A portion of such heavy cavalry is galloping through an unnamed field. Commanding this detachment was Langboldt Earl Shore, the first knight of the Silver Prince and also known by the nickname 'The Howling Tide'..
What was surprising was that it was not Langbolt who was leading this group. The person running in front was a young man wearing a hood..
“Lord, give truth to your humble servant. ”
A man wearing black robes and a cape on his shoulders offered a simple prayer. Soon his eyes turned white under the hood..
Young clergyman Luis de Goodman's eyes of divine power scanned the horizon.
He seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes were fixed on one place, and he tilted his head slightly..
The two monks and five cathedral knights who were close behind him, as well as Langbolt and the heavy cavalry, also turned to follow Lewis..
“Ah, I'm annoyed-”
Ellen was worried inwardly as she led her horse along with those in front of her..
‘Rather than going through all this trouble, it might be better to ride on a carpet..’
She glanced down at the quarterstaff in her hand..
It is an item borrowed from Ainar, Ellen's aunt and one of the grandmasters of the La-Palais Palace. It is a precious item that can be transformed into a flying carpet when infused with a little mana..
But the conflict lasted for a moment and she withdrew her gaze. Of course, he is currently following the monks of the Norik Order and chasing the traces of Luke, the ‘King of Death’. Even if it was just Mars, it wasn't wise to continually consume mana..
In the end, instead of injecting mana into the quarterstaff, Ellen started cursing the priest who was running in the lead..
‘That corpse-like bastard is finding the right path.?’
The monks of the Order of Norik are the inquisitors of the Church of El Ganor. It was only natural that the ears of such sacred hounds would perk up as they talked about the traces left behind by the King of Death..
While Phoenix followed Prince Ulkar to negotiations with the Emperor, Ellen was planning to follow the evil trail and completely put an end to both Luke and his minions..
However, as they were heading toward the forest, Louis, the leader of the monks, started shaking as if he was having a seizure and suddenly turned his horse toward the southwest. He ran for an entire day without much explanation, and the rest of the group had to run all night without knowing what was going on..
Ellen's waist was throbbing in this incomprehensible situation, and she was slowly losing trust in those monks. Annoyance and dissatisfaction piled up..
Soon her gaze turned to a man riding a horse in an awkward position between the Norik monks and the cathedral knights..
‘Where did that guy come from again?.’
To be honest, Ellen felt terribly burdened by acting with that middle-aged man..
The fact that the Norik monks who appeared with the middle-aged man assured me that nothing would happen was not of much comfort. Your opponent is a monster that can destroy a building with a single punch, so there is no way you can relax that much..
For that reason, when Ellen recognized the appearance of that middle-aged man, she immediately called in someone who could be used as a shield. Of course, that shield is still with us today..
As Ellen glanced back, a group of men came into view. To be exact, it was a direwolf carrying two people and the riders surrounding him..
Those who rode hard were Phoenix's subordinates, including the spearman McCaig, the iron-armored Taggart, and the bone-armored Keegan. Okan, a monk said to have been brought from the Monastery of Seteniora, and Kavar, a cathedral knight, were also among them..
The man and woman pressing down on the direwolf's back among them were none other than U Tequai and Iopiya..
Unlike his sister-in-law, who was an insignificant shaman, his brother-in-law was a warrior who had few rivals on the entire continent. The reason Ellen willingly went along in the search was because Utequai accepted her request to accompany her..
‘There won't be any danger at this level.' Ellen calmed her mind by looking back at those who could be called ‘sure allies’..
After feeling relieved again, the surrounding fields suddenly came into view..
“Simos. Where are we??”
“…… Uh, that's it. It was early morning when I set foot in the Angst region, so I'm guessing it's roughly somewhere west of Froshafen..”
“Proshafen.”
Ellen furrowed her eyebrows..
“A port city destined to fall into the hands of a Nudein prostitute.?”
“yes? ah… … . yes, that's right.”
When the young High Master made a vaguely unpleasant expression, the one-eyed magic swordsman quickly added,.
“If you're lucky, you might run into Poinix Nari..”
“poiwa?”
“yes. It is said that the imperial army's garrison is somewhere on the border of Angst, so the place where negotiations will take place will also be around here. Maybe you're closer than you think..”
“……Is that so??”
Seeing the pink mouth soften, Aktufir opened his mouth..
“I'm wondering if I've forgotten something, but it would be difficult if I ran into the emperor. Rumors are already spreading that Tyrin Mel has joined hands with the Third Prince, so we need to be more careful..”
Ellen pursed her lips and looked away. He could have been angry at the sight of him not even answering, but the old warlock just shook his head..
It was around that time that the riders ahead of them all stopped..
“hmm?”
Langbold stepped forward as the priests looked back..
He adjusted his blue cloak, which was fluttering wildly in the headwind, and looked at a pair of horses running from the distant horizon..
After a while of narrowing his eyes, Langboldt's superhuman eyesight finally identified the identity of those running towards him..
“……Randel, Ibros?” They were Prince Ulkar's long-time subordinates and were also members of the Guard cavalry that followed the negotiations..
“Why are they……
Langbolt's blank face suddenly hardened, and the young monk standing next to him groaned and muttered..
“ That's the place.”
When Lewis's pale eyes discovered the black energy rising near the horizon, Ellen also sensed a presence that seemed to scratch her nerves and trembled her shoulders..
Langbolt, several knights, and Norric priests shared a look. Everyone had their faces set at an ominous sign. Meanwhile, Ellen and Utekwai rushed their hunting horses and direwolves, respectively, and approached them..
“Langbolt! why did it stop?”
“It seems like His Highness is involved in this matter..”
“The prince?”
Langbolt nodded to his ogre-sized cultist comrade..
“So far it looks like that..”
“So what are you waiting for? “You should join right away!” Ellen got off the horse, kicking the sidesaddle, and urged Langbold to keep his mouth shut with a cautious look on his face. The driver next to him answered for him..
“Listening to the situation comes first, magician. Isn’t there a messenger coming over there?‘?”
“Ha, you idiot - I can say that even when I see that.?”
“what is that.”
The moment the knight followed Ellen's finger and turned around, a gray air current swirled up from the place she pointed and connected the ground and sky..
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
The bizarre roar that follows.
Among the knights who were startled by the unexpected roar and the priests who were stiffened by the strong morale that seemed to dye their souls, Ellen shouted in frustration..
“Run, you idiots!”
At the same time, the black quarterstaff turned into a magic carpet. Ellen stood there and wore a ‘cloak of flame’..
Grumbling!
The camouflage spell melted in the heated mana, revealing a gorgeous white robe and a three-colored tiara on top of rich blonde hair..
The magic carpet flew like a bird. Ellen looked back at the riders on the ground, who had become as small as fingernails in the blink of an eye.-
“Wow!”
“Oh my. calm down.”
Before Ellen, who let out a brief expression of astonishment, stood a middle-aged man with a gentle expression..
“How-”
“Binseung committed a great act of disrespect. This was an expression of my desire to confirm the existence of evil demons as soon as possible, so please understand..”
The person who rode on the magic carpet as if it were blinking, using the technique of Daenai (大W移), was none other than Iljin, a monk of the Qi Wu Sect..
“……under. What on earth……
Unlike Ellen, who flew by relying on the suction power of the soles of her feet - which was allowed by the owner of the magic carpet - Iljin was standing calmly on a carpet that was not his own with his bare body..
The hood he wore instead of a hat was removed, revealing his bald head. The magic carpet flew faster than a lightning bolt and the hem of his clothes fluttered furiously, but the middle-aged man with the terrifying nickname ‘the ghost-like monk who shatters the sky’ was just smiling awkwardly as if he was sorry..
“If you don't put it out right away, I'll turn it into charcoal..”
Whoosh-
The flame cloak worn by Ellen fluttered loudly. The menacing heat reached up to his chin, but the monk from the East did not move..
“Now is not the time to argue among ourselves..”
“So, just sit back and watch a monster like you.?”
“Rest assured, at least today the poor monk will not have anything to do with you..”
“Ha, a dull sound-”
“Hmm, this should be enough..”
“what?”
“I am indebted to you. then.”
Before Ellen could react, the monk Iljin flew down the magic carpet..
“……uh.”
Only then did Ellen discover a huge lump of flesh wriggling underneath..
Because he was so distracted by the terrifying presence behind him, he belatedly realized the magical power of the underworld filling all around him..
Just as Ellen, surprised, was trying to prepare her order,.
“Hmm-”
The monk, who was falling with his hands together, held out his palm towards the gigantic lump of flesh, the ‘incarnation of the underworld.’ A red haze shimmered in the slowly extended heart, and soon an intense heat wave shot out..
Kuaang!
A 'heat blast' exploded at the huge lump of flesh that was just stretching and roaring..
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