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Chapter 79

My Villains Episode 079

21. moonless night(2)

Lord Ariad's squire, Acer, led me to the road between the square and the Salt Castle. It was around this time that I passed through a deserted alley and reached a dark pier..

“This way.”

I walked along, following the faint voice. Several soldiers were holding their breath in the shadow of the lighthouse, which stood firmly in place despite the earthquake..

•••What, just seven people? This is the end?

Just as I was thinking this, I noticed two men sitting behind the soldiers..

“You came.”

The man who got up from the wooden box was wearing a dark blue satin cape. The face revealed in the faint starlight was something I didn't expect..

“Sir Langbolt? Wonder, what is going on here?….”

“There was a request from Lord Ariad. If blood is shed on a moonless night, how can a knight remain silent?.”

Sir Langbolt adjusted his gauntlets and placed his chin on the rapier's pummel hanging at his waist..

“Running through a field in the dark has a lot of charm, but... . Appreciating the stars reflected in the sea is several times more wonderful..”

•••Is this guy drunk from the night breeze? What nonsense are you talking about??

Well, anyway, it’s reassuring. Anyway, this person is a famous person in Milanol Kingdom. The servant he brought with him was also a bit young, but his eyes were alive..

“But, I can't actually see Sir Ariad.?”

It was Acer that answered my question.

“It will be near the gate. Because you are in command of the militia..”

“castle gate? Why at the gate??”

““Because the insiders may be in cahoots with the magic bandits.” “••.Ah, I wonder if I could do something like that without going crazy.?”

“Everyone does crazy things when they are cornered. The possibility is small, but the risk is high, so it's better to be prepared..”

After Acer finished explaining, one of the soldiers was a man wearing a hood... Uh, is that the sergeant I saw during the day? Anyway, I asked the guy..

“Mr. Gilbert, could you explain the situation??”

Gilbert, a sergeant in chainmail, held a small shield and a sharp war axe..

He yawned and nodded at Acer's request. Even though there is a battle ahead, there is no trace of tension on his face..

“As per Lord Ariad's instructions, I deployed other Sir Roen soldiers and brightly lit the torches..”

I wondered why there were so few soldiers, but it seemed like they were blocking another route. I think it's an ulterior motive to draw the insider in here.….

Gilbert said and pointed to the street stalls that started from the pier..

“They've brought in all the monks for the past hour, so this area is like a no-man's land..”

The merchants had all evacuated and the night view tower had collapsed, so it was a dark street without a single ray of light..

Come to think of it, the moon hasn't even risen today. These are very good conditions for those who need to ambush. It would be good conditions for fugitives too..

“Even if there is a battle, there will be no support..”

“Is it okay if the number is small??”

“Because we can't lift the siege. If they throw the bait and escape in another direction, you'll end up like a dog chasing a chicken..”

“With this many people, we probably won't be able to completely block the road.….”

“Stop worrying. There are bowmen up here..”

Following Gilbert's gesture, I looked up at the lighthouse. Well, the lights were off so there was nothing to see..

“furthermore… Here we have Sir Langbolt, the ‘Shouting Wave’, and his friend, the ‘Bloody Swordsman’. There won't be much risk.”

•••Hmm, things seem pretty good?

If you remember from the game, Uvar was the third pick in Chapter 2..

He's an annoying guy who shows up with two henchmen and twenty henchmen. The level of difficulty is quite high as the player must deal with Uvar and all of his subordinates alone..

But things are very different now.

First of all, one of Uvar's henchmen is already dead. Because ‘Hitman Poison’, an assassin who uses poison and daggers, was killed by me and Ellen..

At that time, we also killed several members of the action team, so wouldn't Uvar have fewer subordinates??

Besides, I'm not the only one dealing with the remaining guys. I have one of the most famous killers, or rather knights, in the kingdom by my side, and some soldiers as well..

If you do this well, you will be able to kill Uvar quite easily..

Just as I was thinking about that, Acer added:.

“Oh, by the way….”

“however?”

“No matter who comes, the leader must be kept alive..”

•••What kind of bullshit is this again?.

“Lord Ariad said that not all of them will run away today. If we want to completely root out the insiders, we need to catch the leader and eliminate the rest..”

Hmm, is this what happens again?.

Well, in the game, if you catch a mob, it drops a quest item, but in reality, that's not the case, so it's better to capture it alive. It won't be that easy though.

After the explanation, I put my butt to the back of the lighthouse. It was a time of waiting.

Swoosh, slam!.

The calm and monotonous sound of waves settled on my eyelids. Although it was a little humid, the night breeze was incredibly cool, and the moonless night wrapped the world in a cozy embrace..

Normally I should be sleepy, but strangely my mind is clear..

No, it's not clear. I keep thinking about Ellen, who will be left alone, and for some reason I feel uneasy. My heart beats wildly.

“Hey buddy.”

I looked up and saw the sergeant half-lying, Gilbert, holding out a leather canteen..

“It's wine.”

When I took a sip, it seemed like it had a little bit of water in it, but the scent was good. I feel like my anxious mind is calming down a little bit..

Gilbert jokingly said as he returned the leather canteen..

“There's no need to do that too much.”

“••••••what?" “If they come, they will probably be escort mercenaries or gangsters at best. Sir Langbolt will wipe out that much by himself, so don't be too scared, my friend..”

……Hmm, I guess he mistook my nervousness for nervousness..

There's no need to bother. I just smiled quietly.

At that time, I heard something that sounded like a bird from somewhere..

Beep, beep..

Then Gilbert, who was lying down, stood up, walked towards Lord Langboldt, and whispered..

“Sir Langbolt, they are here..”

“at las.”

Sir Langbolt, who was looking toward the sea with his arms crossed, showed his white teeth..

The other soldiers busily but silently prepared for battle. I also stretched once and put on my chain hood and helmet..

Beep, beep.

The sergeant's face hardened as he heard the birdsong that followed..

“…They say there are about forty people..”

“forty? No, where did that number of people come from?

This... As Acer opened his mouth, the sergeant cut him off..

“This is not the time to question such things. I guess I should call all the soldiers around me.,”

“There's no need for that..”

“•••Sir Langbolt?”

Sir Langbolt had already drawn his rapier..

The shape of the sword he was holding was a little different from the rapier I had in mind. This means that it is not a thin, sharp object like an awl that is used in fencing competitions..

The sword Sir Langbolt was holding was about two finger widths wide and had a bluish edge on both sides. Even at first glance, it didn't seem like a very light object..

When I think back to Lord Langbolt's swordsmanship that I saw last time, it seems like the blade wasn't even bent..

He adjusted his grip on the knife and turned his head towards me..

“The lord compared your skills with those of the knights..”

“Oh, is that right??”

“It bothers me that I couldn't give you a definite answer back then..”

•••So what should I do??

When I looked puzzled, Sir Langbolt continued:.

“A good opportunity has come. Would you like to fight swords with me??”

“Compete, suddenly what is that?….”

“Let's compete to see who can cut down more enemies..”

You treat killing people like some kind of sports game. It's truly a knightly idea..

however… That doesn't sound too bad. My heart, which used to beat with anxiety and nervousness, beats with a new rhythm..

This is... … It was closer to the heart pounding I used to feel on my way to a blind date during my school days..

why am i like this.

“……ah.”

Fighting with people, not undead or monsters.

It's been quite a while.

“What is it like??”

He nodded slightly towards Lord Langbolt, who asked the question with a smile on his face..

“Boss, something is strange..”

The man who was scanning the dockside and whispering was a bald man..

The man holding the large ax was wearing thick leather armor. Around them, dozens of rugged men were walking warily in all directions..

“It's very suspicious that all other roads are blocked and this one is empty..”

“Umm….”

The man next to the giant made a sound of pain..

He had a large knife mark on his face, and despite his dirty appearance, he was wearing a luxurious tunic..

Uvar, the man with the knife marks, narrowed his eyes for a moment, glanced at the dock and shook his head..

“Since we've already sent the kids to the shipyard, we can't back down..”

“It would be better to report to him,”

“•••Him?”

Uvar muttered like a growl and glared at the giant..

“Do you think that monster bitch will protect us? Just shut up and follow me.”

The bald-headed giant, Ironborn, fell silent at Uvar's threats..

‘Yeah, if it's a trap, I'll just sweep it all away..’

As Ironborn thought so, he suddenly remembered the man who was his rival..

Assassin Poison was Uvar's sharp sword. There was no one better than Poison, whether it was sticking a dagger down a traitor's throat or poisoning a disobedient merchant..

Ironborn hated the assassin who was trusted more than himself, the leader of the action. When Poison was killed while trying to kill a mercenary, the child Unborn internally cheered..

However, I suddenly missed that enemy-like Poison..

‘He was a mean and cruel man. On a moonless night like this, I literally looked like a ghost..’

Ironborn, whose appetite became bitter, spat on the floor..

It was at that moment that the two Inyoung stopped the thugs..

The two men who emerged from the shadow of the lighthouse were unusual in appearance and size. That was why the gangsters stopped walking with nervous expressions..

“•••Who are you?.”

Phoenix, armed with heavy armor and a shield, answered the question of the child Unborn, who stepped forward while dividing his men..

“I came to get blood money.”

“•••what?”

“Pretend you don't know anything. If you set fire to a strict inn and killed people, shouldn't you have to pay for your crime, you bastards??”

Only then did the Ironborn realize the identity of his opponent and his expression hardened..

“A bloody prosecutor. How do we get here,”

“If you're curious, throw away that hideous thing and surrender quietly. I'll answer any questions you have before you hang yourself and poop..”

“That son of a bitch,”

“Oh, that's right. You will be beheaded, not hanged. Then, I'll go find you before I run away. Okay?

The gangsters growled harshly at Phoenix's sarcasm..

Langbold Ershor, the knight wearing a blue cloak, let out a chuckle as he looked at the thugs who were swearing quietly and gaining momentum..

“Since you got me excited, can I get started??”

“Oh, sure..”

“The big guy over there gets three shares, and the boss gets five shares..”

“great.”

As Phoenix and Langbolt chatted in a light tone, Uvar, who had been silent, suddenly gritted his teeth..

There were only two opponents. There were nearly forty of them, each one a well-armed fighter..

“Why are you standing still, you foolish bastards? kill it!”

Before the shouting was over, Langbolt struck the player. He kicked the ground and jumped forward quickly..

A distance of ten meters is erased in an instant..

Puuk.

“Off,”

The extended blade stuck in the chest of an action member..

The blue cape fluttered like a flower petal, and the flashing sword light split the night sky and two necks at once..

“Damn, hit me!”

At someone's shout, the gangsters all rushed at Langbolt, brandishing swords, axes, and iron weapons..

Langbolt smiled beneath his well-trimmed mustache and began the massacre in earnest..

As a knight renowned in the kingdom, Langbolt was superhumanly strong..

Every time it hits the ground, it jumps several meters and delivers a deadly stab, and when a weapon is extended, it effortlessly dodges or deflects it with plate armor..

“Surround, surround!”

As evil thugs surrounded him on all sides, Langbold jumped higher than he was tall and stood on the wall of the lighthouse..

20The sight of him moving like a feather while wearing over a kilogram of plate armor was unrealistic..

Only then did one of the thugs realize Langbolt's identity and let out a cry of despair..

“That blue cloak... X arm, screaming waves!”

Hearing a cry that was almost like a scream, Langbolt smiled and brushed away his sword..

“The wind is nice.”

Well done.

As soon as drops of blood splattered in the air, the waves engulfed the gangsters..