Chapter 641
My Villains Episode 641
73. Army of Evil God(9)
The knights, soldiers, and students surrounding him from a distance looked as if they were surprised, embarrassed, or scared. Amid those confused gazes, Lionel fell to his knees..
“Ugh, ugh-”
Just before his face fell to the floor, both his scarred hands barely touched the ground. A frustrated groan and sticky blood flowed from the mouth where all the front teeth were broken..
“Gami, Naal, Nareul…….”
Lionel, who was muttering in a shaky voice, scratched the floor with his messed up gauntlets. Then, when I lost strength, I picked myself up and fell down..
“This is leaking. Give, kill. Definitely, haha,”
“…….”
10The merciless beating that lasted for nearly a minute - no, even though I was completely exhausted from the discipline - his eyes were staring at me until the end. Beneath the puffy blue eyelids, the eyes are still burning with anger..
“How can you bring such shame to me? No one, no one dares-”
“What is the secret??”
“Mmm, what?”
I squatted down in front of Lionel, who was struggling. Then, looking down into the burning eyes, I asked the question again..
“I asked you what the secret was, Lord Lionel. This is the secret to becoming this shameless..”
The guy who was catching his breath while lying down opened his mouth as if he was dumbfounded..
“Shameless, shameless? I?”
“yes.”
I continued speaking calmly..
“You are a fool.”
“…….”
“He always behaves as he pleases, scolds others whenever he gets the chance, and is a nuisance to those around him just like breathing. I can't believe that a person like that would consider it a disgrace just because he got whipped. If this isn't shameless, what is??”
After making a blank expression for a moment, the guy's face distorted..
“I am royal!”
Even though it wouldn't be strange to lose consciousness and collapse right away, it seems that the anger that was rising was not alleviated..
“He is the descendant of Zeoth the Conqueror and the nephew of the wise king! It's Jeore! No one can dishonor Jeore like this.!”
“Zeorera…….”
As I quietly look down at Lionel, who is blaming me, I start to laugh without realizing it..
He may be an asshole, but he is not without merit. For a young man of noble status, he had quite a lot of grit, and he also had a manly side to him..
Some people may ask what manliness there is in such a bastard, but at least Lionel always made his own moves, whether he was misbehaving or causing trouble. It means that no matter what you do, at least you don't borrow someone else's help..
Although he was arrogant, he did not use the power of his lineage to wield power, and although he led his gang, he did not put them first. Compared to the real evildoers who hide behind their families or followers and carry out their clever deeds, I would say it is at least an advantage..
This is a fact that I can tell just by looking at it. No matter how much it is sparring during lectures, isn't it okay for a foreign teacher to beat the king's nephew like a dog twice a week?.
Of course, the first reason would be because Princess Eadina actively protected me. However, if Lionel had run to my father, Aecaris, or my uncle, Zacharis, and asked them to punish me, there was a possibility that the problem would have been complicated. If that was difficult, it wouldn't have been a bad idea to spill the word to loyal royal faction nobles or court ministers to screw me over..
But Lionel never used such a tactic. I just rushed at each lecture, full of enthusiasm..
It wasn't much different this time either..
This is Lionel, who was hit by me in the middle of a battle and fainted. It wouldn't be strange if I went to Acraden or Os and started yelling at them to punish me..
But he didn't do that. He just looked for me, huffing and puffing like a wild boar that got hit in advance..
“Someone said that.”
I looked down at this idiot whose true intentions were difficult to understand and slowly opened my mouth..
“The justification for the rule of the Jeore royal family does not come from strength or bravery..”
“Haha, how dare you discuss Jeore’s legitimacy??”
“Just two centuries ago, Bristol was a cesspool of chaos. It was full of greenskins, evil wizards, and worshipers of evil gods..”
“say something strange-”
Regardless of whether his face was distorted or not, I continued speaking in a calm tone..
“It was Gong's ancestor who laid the foundation for humanity in that crucible of evil. And now, Breast, which was a hell in this world, has become the heart of Middle-earth, crowded with over 2 million people..”
“…….”
“That peace, prosperity, and growth made Jeore the steadfast defender and sole owner of the kingdom..”
Lionel was still looking up at me with fierce eyes..
“Jeore's legitimacy lies in life..”
“…….”
“But what is a ball??”
“I, what-”
“There are a total of four young knights who just died in battle. As many as three of them were members of Group 7. If heavenly fortune had not been on its side, Miss Esau and Lord Malevis would have been in the same situation..”
The guy hesitated for a moment and then asked back with a shameless look on his face..
“Well, what does that mean? It's natural for the weak to die on the battlefield. To them, it's an honorable thing to do.”
“No, it's not natural at all. It wasn't very honorable..”
I answered in a firm tone. And then, facing my cold gaze reflected in Lionel's eyes, I shot quietly..
“Miss Melover, Mr. Ross, and Mr. Allseed died because of Prince Lionel. He died in vain among the greenskins. He died fighting for the honor of the public, for that rag that was trampled by feet of dirt and thrown into shit..”
“This is a mess,”
Wow!
“Wow-”
Again, blood sprayed out like arrows. Lionel, who was just getting up with an angry look on his face, was kicked violently and fell violently to the floor. I walked slowly and approached him..
“Yeah, yeah,”
“Yes, the Duke would be proud to be Zeo. Of course you should.”
Lionel, who was glaring at me and squirming, smacked his cheek. Just before my burst lips spit out, my toes stuck in my philtrum..
“Sigh, huh.”
“But will other Jeore be proud of the ball??”
“rip off, give, give-”
“Do the King of Knights, the King of the Hundred Faces, and the Duke's grandfather think that the Duke is a man worthy of carrying on his name? A fool who ignored all plans and orders on the battlefield and lost three of his subordinates in vain.?”
I twisted the corner of my mouth awkwardly..
“Well, I'm not sure..”
“……Ugh, uhhh.”
Lionel, who had been squirming, somehow ended up in a sitting position. But his eyes were unfocused, as if he had fainted halfway..
“……Tsk.”
I looked down at him for a moment, then turned around, feeling bitter for no reason..
“Umm.”
When I explained the process of killing the black fairy spider trainer with a bit of dramatization, Os frowned with a slightly confused look on his face..
“They encountered and killed him while he was on his way to support the 7th group that had protruded into enemy territory.…….”
“Yeah, whatever. In summary, yes.”
“In short, it's just a coincidence..”
“Well, I guess it's closer to necessity than coincidence.…….”
“necessity? what does that mean?”
In the middle of the command barracks where the leaders of the punitive force were gathered, I answered calmly..
“This is just my personal guess, but it seemed like the black fairy was controlling the spiders..”
“Why do you assume that??”
“Yes, there is also an appearance during battle... … Before that, the spiders were dragging Miss Esau and Army Malevis towards the Black Fairy..”
Aineth, who was sitting to one side, quietly nodded in place of Os, who had a confused look on her face..
“Well, it's a widely known legend that black fairies raise spiders as livestock or for battle.?”
“Yes, but…….”
Count Ost massaged his temples for a moment and then looked again at the head on the table..
“This is really the black fairy?”
“Why, it looks like an orc or goblin?”
“As everyone knows, the Black Fairy disappeared from Middle-earth at least 700 years ago. But then it suddenly appears in front of me like this, I can't believe my eyes..”
While Os and other students showed disbelief or mixed reactions, only Aines calmly confirmed the existence of the black fairy..
“Yes, in Middle-earth it is like that. But this is not Middle-earth.?”
“That said, they are an ancient race. It's somehow ominous.”
“……Why are you saying that in front of me??”
“huh? Oh no. That's not what I meant..”
Aeneth is the head of the Count Milgrester family, said to be descendants of the Naga. The nickname was not a common symbol or metaphor, and it was not uncommon for Milgrester's blood relatives to display strange traits. Count Aenes was also a woman with Naga eyes..
Aside from her example, in this world, races such as dragons, fairies, and beastmen were not creatures of legend or myth. It is a being in history that has left clear records, evidence, and traces..
Thanks to this, the leaders of the punitive force, including Os, were quite surprised to see the supply and demand of black fairies, but did not react with complete distrust or confusion..
“Following greenskins and monster spiders, now there are black fairies... … . The more you know, the more bizarre it is..”
Viscount Arthur, who was roughly cleaning his armor that was covered in monsters' blood, muttered to himself. While the audience silently agreed, Ossu turned to me..
“Mr. Ludo, I heard that you have something to report other than this black fairy thing..”
“Ah, yes.”
I wet my lips and put an end to the conflict that had been disturbing my mind from earlier..
……Yeah, now is not the time to just keep quiet..
“It's about this quasi-dimension..”
“Did you learn anything new??”
“Rather than learning something new…….”
In response to the gazes of the gathered crowd, I deliberately made an ambiguous expression..
“I've had a similar experience to this one.”
“What do you mean, have you ever experienced something like this before??”
“yes.”
“No, how did the teacher.”
“It was during the war in the colonies on the southern continent. It's long so to speak-”
To Os, who had a suspicious look on his face, I shrugged my shoulders and continued speaking..
“I don’t think what’s important right now is talking about my memories. Shouldn’t we get out of this strange place as soon as possible??”
Ossu had a calm expression on his face for a while, then sat back down with his arms crossed..
“……great. Let's listen first..”
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