My Demons - Chapter 120



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My Villains Episode 120

31. Vision Hunter (3)

phase.

As soon as I saw Atalanta’s armor, I knew what kind of character she was.

Of course, I didn’t remember the specific characteristics of the sub characters. Right now, I can’t even remember the nickname of the vision hunter I raised. Roughly speaking, it would be a nickname like ‘Nogada 11’ or ‘Farming 22’.

I just looked at the equipment, inferred the level, and came up with the build of ‘Arcane Hunter for farming’, no, ‘Vision Hunter for hard work’.

And by my standards, non-hardcore warrior hunters have no PvP ability.

“’Arshdni raby.”

With a small murmur, Atalanta’s momentum changed completely. ‘Whispers in the wilderness’. It’s a decent buff.

I scoffed inwardly and put a red filter over my vision. The best buff I know is ‘Blood Thirst’.

Atalanta stretched out the Void Spear again. I glanced at it and saw that the first Void Spear had not yet regained its original form.

I stopped running and caught my breath. The Void Spear, which was being shot at a speed comparable to that of an arrow, suddenly slows down.

“Whoop!”

And, slash.

Squeak!

The Void Spear was torn into pieces by slashing with all the heat and passion.

“Kkoaaaak!”

Atalanta, unable to withstand the continuous mental blows, let out a sweet scream.

“Ugh,”

Then, he gritted his teeth and began to gather the power of the void. The purple energy emanating from my back gathers at my fingertips.

And, that energy took the shape of a small ball. It was the ‘Sphere of Void’, a skill that was the alpha and omega of the hard-working secret hunter.

It is a type of landmine-like technology that causes enormous damage to enemies within a certain range when exploded. In terms of damage and range, it is a much more powerful technique than the Elemental Wizard’s fireball.

If that explodes, not only I but my colleagues who are currently retreating will not be safe. The reason I rushed at Atalanta alone was because of that skill.

However, Void Sphere is not a PvP skill.

“It’s cold!”

I immediately threw away the javelin that I was holding along with the shield.

The force that started from the thrust that created dust and passed through the waist, shoulder, elbow, and wrist to the javelin created a ray of light.

Sigh!

U —f W

Atalanta gritted her teeth and tilted her upper body as the javelin struck like a thunderbolt.

Wow.

The left ear was torn slightly, and a few strands of purple-stained hair were scattered. At the same time, the sphere of void scattered in vain.

As the fresh scent of blood fills my nose, my steps become a little faster.

Atalanta, who stumbled for a moment, took a lower stance with the white spear. The sight of her blood flowing from her ears and dripping down her chin and nape of her neck was fierce and unbearably beautiful.

“Whoa, whoo-”

As she caught her breath and gathered her mental strength, Atalanta’s body gave off a faint glow. It is the ‘power of emptiness’ that strengthens physical abilities and physical resistance.

What are the stats? Since you must have invested a lot in magical power, your strength and agility will be relatively low. He probably won’t be my opponent who has the dragon slayer’s seal and Hrunting.

After completing a short calculation that was almost a habit, he let out a sigh.

“Sigh!”

In accordance with the timing, Atalanta’s trained body gently shook.

The moment the abdominal muscles revealed through the torn clothes gently relaxed and then tightened again, the white window rapidly rotated inward.

It was a fairly clever spear move, but it fell far short of Sir Ankir’s tenacious binding or Sir Langbolt’s deliberate but unblockable stabbing.

Kagagak!

Hrunting, a unique one-handed sword, and ‘White Thorn’, a unique long spear, were roughly entangled.

“Kkeut!”

Atalanta tried to retreat with a defeated expression, but she could not shake off the blade of blood that was lashing out at her tongue ravenously.

Wait a moment for the red and white light to intersect. Kang! Hrunting’s cross guard threw the white thorn high into the sky.

“Lu, Alka-”

Atalanta is babbling with her arms outstretched. I just stuck the blade of the shield into my armpit.

bang!

“Ugh,”

The faint light surrounding her body shattered and Atalanta fell backwards. For a moment, he rolled on the ground with a leopard-like movement and lifted himself up.

“Kahak, huh!”

Atalanta, who was coughing harshly, opened her eyes when she saw me approaching right in front of her nose. The brilliant red blade extended about a span and rushed towards her neck, which was covered in sweat and dirt.

“Off-”

Facing the blade, Atalanta gathered the last of her mental strength. The sparkle that explodes from the eyes.

As soon as I saw the brilliance, I twisted my waist and retrieved Hrunting. At the same time, Atalanta’s entire body was surrounded by a purple membrane.

Ugh.

It was an elastic shield, ‘Shield of Void’, that bounced attacking enemies tens of meters away.

I looked at that strange curtain of brilliance and counted in my mind.

one.

“flaw.”

Familiar timing calculations.

I somehow feel nostalgic. It was the same feeling I felt every time I killed hundreds, maybe even a thousand, of the Vision Hunter characters.

two.

Should I just kill him?

… … No, no. These days, it’s pretty easy to live with. Eating gourmet food on a full stomach can be a bad habit.

I stepped deeply with my left foot next to Atalanta, twisted my waist, and pulled out my right foot.

three.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a solid shin pad was embedded in Atalanta’s side.

Sigh!

“Ouch!”

Atalanta slumped forward as if shriveled. Before her face fell to the floor, I reached out and grabbed her hair, which had lost its luster.

He thrust Hrunting at his face, which was covered in blood, saliva, and tears.

“Ok, no, no-”

Mouth wide open and drooling. The moment she felt like inserting her knife into it, the red filter before her eyes was removed.

“Whoa.,,

Hot breath. I withdrew my blade and punched out.

Bodies are burned in shallow pits dug near the three-way intersection. Perhaps because it uses mana as fuel, the flames soar even without any special firewood.

Ute Kwai watched quietly as he chewed the dry food. Ute Kwai was well aware that the vengeful spirits who believed in pagan gods did not want to see him off, so he simply prayed for the rest of his soul with his eyes. Calm Jenessa and archer Kol were treating captured Nudein warriors. The only treatment that could be given was to stop the bleeding and apply a splint, but somehow, it would be possible to keep him alive.

On one side, all kinds of equipment collected from corpses are piled up. Stylish Steedman and Muldae Budi rummaged through it for a while, finding useful items and clues.

As I was watching the scenery sitting on a low hill, the leader Amias approached me.

“It’s Uncle Joe’s gang.”

“… … article? “It seems like a name I’ve heard of.”

“You may have seen it on the hunting festival bulletin board. “I heard they are mercenaries who are mainly active in Multingham.”

‘Multingham’ is a city considered to be the capital of the Marva region.

“Are you from this area?”

“yes.”

“If you post your name on the bulletin board, your skills are pretty good.”

“Uncle Joe was the Count’s sergeant. “Most of the rest were soldiers.”

“count? What count?”

“Well, since you said he was from Multingham, maybe he’s Count Tristan?”

As I quietly narrowed my eyes, Amias added.

“I think it would be best to hurry up and inform the lord.”

“why?”

“Why? You caught the guys who were tailgating. I might win an award for something.”

“… … well. First, search some more.”

After sending Amias away, I looked back at Ellen next to me.

He was examining the glass bottles and their contents that the mercenaries had collected earlier.

“Do you understand?”

Ellen, who had put the mortar and deerskin gloves back into her sling bag, hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth.

“This is a potion of blur.”

“••••••what?”

‘Potion of Obscurity’ is a backward compatible product of Potion of Invisibility. Once you drink it, it blends in with the surrounding environment and is difficult to recognize, but it is difficult to use because the effect wears off as soon as you move.

“That’s what the mercenaries had. “Does this mean it’s true that we were ambushed?”

“… … maybe.”

I let out a sigh of relief without realizing it. It’s thanks to realizing that my sub-character, Atalanta, is not a young villain.

“But why is your expression dark?”

“… … No, just.”

“just?”

Ellen closed her mouth and slowly turned her head. Hmm, somehow I feel like I know how he feels.

“Ellen.”

” huh?”

“Come to work.”

As I grinned and patted the seat next to me, Ellen frowned slightly.

“what. Why all of a sudden.”

“Come quickly, when I say good things.”

“What if I don’t say nice things?”

“Seup, it’s bouncing again.”

Ellen pouted her lips for a moment, then flew gently and landed next to me. I quietly looked down at his face and suddenly opened my mouth.

“Shall I hug you?”

“what?”

“The distraught expression on his face makes him seem like he really wants to be hugged. “Would you like a hug?”

Ellen’s face turned bright red at my unexpected words and she paused for a moment.

“… … “What are you saying, you crazy person?”

“okay? “Don’t hate it.”

“This is the last time. “Would you like a hug?”

The guy pursed his lips for a while and finally nodded slightly.

“Aww, cute guy.”

I hugged Ellen’s shoulder and brushed her soft hair. He clenched his fists tightly and I leaned his head against my chest.

“thank god.”

“……uh?”

“Thank goodness. “I reflected on it even though it was late.” Ellen has a softer heart than she looks, and when you get to know her, she is a good girl. The reason she had a distraught expression just now was probably because she was upset that she had spoken harsh words to Atalanta due to her prejudice against the Nude people.

“••••••regret?”

“huh. Thank you so much for telling me about the potion. “If you had kept your mouth shut, they would all have been hanged.”

Ellen quietly wrung her fingers. I took Ellen’s hair and brushed it down again, and then, wow!

“Ouch!”

I suddenly put a headlock on him.

“Daesin, yo, yo, mouth.”

“Uuuuuu-”

I squeezed Ellen’s lips and shook her a couple of times. The guy was waving his arms wildly, pushing me and screaming.

“What are you doing, you idiot!”

“How many times do I tell you to speak nicely? “How long will it last like this?”

“What am I doing!”

“Stop talking about burning people alive or what the Nudein people are like.”

“I said I would speak with my own mouth, why!”

“I told you last time, I’m worried. So what are you going to do if you incur a grudge for no reason? “There are so many crazy people in the world.”

“Ssi.”

Ellen sighed softly and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. She then brightened her wings, made her body float, and returned to her original position.

Then, while he was rummaging through the glass bottles lying around, he muttered ‘Eui-ssi’ and turned around to look at me.

“You can’t tell the security.”

“ok? “What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I used a boggart’s beard mixed with an invisible moth cocoon.”

“… … “Why is that?”

“It’s a pretty tricky recipe that allows you to make a potion with low side effects using cheap ingredients. “Bogart’s beard is a difficult material to work with.”

The guy continued talking as he packed several glass bottles into his sling bag.

“And Master Casswright is the second best at using a boggart beard among alchemists I’ve ever seen.”

“… … Master Casswright? The territory wizard of Longville?”

“It could be an incredible coincidence, but there’s no need to gamble, right?”

It’s mercenaries from this area and the suspicious potion they were carrying. This is quite a headache… … .

As I slowly gathered my thoughts,

“Uh, uh-! woke up!”

Freckled Mira yelled.

I quickly got up and went over to Mira. She was aiming her sword at Atalanta, who was tightly bound.

“You woke up?”

“It moved, just now.”

I pulled out Hrunting and approached Atalanta. Atalanta, who had a cloth over his head, must have sensed a presence and shook his neck in surprise.

“Atilia.”

“You, Nyx?” “I’ll take off your blindfold. Instead, I’ll stab you the moment you do something stupid. okay?”

With a quiet nod, the cloth was removed.

W ah ah

Atalanta furrowed her brows as the sun set towards the west and glared at her eyes. She blinked her eyes for a moment before looking at me squatting in front of her.

Atalanta then noticed the pure white blade hanging around her neck and smiled bitterly.

“… … “You got hit.”

“What did you ‘get’? “He turned over and attacked her and smacked her.”

I continued with a bitter smile.

“If only I had a little more patience, this wouldn’t have happened.”

” patience’?”

“okay. “Our wizard discovered a potion of obscurity.”

“… … A potion of blur? “How do you do that?”

Atalanta made a blank expression. He didn’t think it would be so easy to find magical traces.

“Consider it fortunate. “Ellen is expert in alchemy.”

“Anyway, I think they drank it and set up an ambush.”

“… … “So, then you trust us now?”

I snorted slightly.

“What do you believe? “How can you trust someone who starts a fight without any intention of persuading you?”

“Ha, persuasion? “Whenever there is a suspicion that someone is from the Nudein tribe.”

“Well, racism is a bad thing too. But that doesn’t justify your trying to silence me.”

“……milanole.”

Atalanta says something and looks up at me with fierce eyes.

Ugh, the atmosphere shouldn’t go like this.

“Hey, can you lighten up your expression? “If you show up with this attitude, we can’t have a good conversation.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means that I will spare your life if you are someone I can communicate with.”

“… … I am a warrior in the wilderness. “Even if I die, I will not become a slave.”

Determination is evident in his tone of voice. Somehow I feel like I’ve become a bad guy.

“Oh, I see. But, I don’t plan on making you a slave, do I?”

“… … “Then what do you want?”

“If I want something, can you give it to me? “I heard from your friends that you don’t have much.”

Atalanta hesitated for a moment and then opened her mouth.

“I’ll give you money.”

” how much?”

“… … “200 silver coins.”

“It’s quite expensive for four people. But, are you saying that the money should be used as winter expenses for your clan?”

Atalanta glanced at her companions. ‘You even said that?’ That expression made me burst into laughter.

“Don’t be like that. kill them

“He said it was okay to lose everything he had, so he begged me to spare his life.”

“And, I don’t really need the money. Part of me wants to get points for the hunting festival, but points can’t be exchanged… …

“then?”

I stared into Atalanta’s eyes.

Vision Hunter Atalanta. This is probably my sub character that was raised for farming and then forgotten.

Will Atalanta be Ellen, Utequoi, or Luke? I don’t know now.

Golden eyes stained by sunlight were quietly looking up at me. Eyes that look quite emotionless, half resolute and half earnest.

I smile without even realizing it.

“I’ll just let you go.”

“just?”

“uh. Well, the fight was due to a misunderstanding, and no one was seriously hurt. Let’s say I did him a favor worth 200 silver coins.” Suspicion seeps into his complex eyes.

“favor?”

“huh. “You don’t like that?”

“… … “Why are you doing us a favor?”

“I think you and I are in roughly the same situation.”

Atalanta quietly frowned. I continued speaking while scratching my eyebrows.

“Actually, I happened to incur some hatred from the lord.”

“… … permanent residence? “We have no hard feelings towards the lord.”

“I have no hard feelings. Do you think the lord will like you?”

“… … “If you’re talking about a hunting festival, that’s definitely the Lord’s Juju.”

“Don’t be naive, Atilia.”

Baron Mallory, the lord of Longville, held this hunting festival and offered several prizes. The greatest gift among them was the right to nominate the baron’s adopted son, and the closest thing to that right at the moment was none other than Atalanta.

“The idea of ​​handing over the territory to strangers seems suspicious, so I will just hand over the land to you who have different ethnicities and cultures.

Do you think so?”

When Atalanta remained silent with a stern expression, I also told her about the potion the mercenaries used. About Bogart’s beard and Master Castrite.

“… … Does this mean it could be the lord’s doing?”

“It’s just a guess, so far.”

…….chati, lil shay’an?”

“What do you keep saying?”

“no. Nothing.” Atalanta, who had been lowering her head, let out a sigh and then raised her head.

“If you do me a favor, I will be grateful. “If you let me go, I will never point a spear at you again.”

“Okay, I’ll release you right away. Amias! “Free your friends too!”

Atalanta, who had been freed from her captivity, staggered to her feet and received a bag of water from me. Then, after marching his mouth a couple of times, he took a few sips of water and sprinkled water over his head to wipe off the blood and dust.

Honestly, I almost lost my mind.

The sight of a cool stream of water flowing down the bridge of your nose, falling onto your chest, and then along the texture of your abs is as impressive as the Rhine Falls I saw in Germany… … No, what kind of bullshit am I talking about?

“Well, thank you.”

“… … Uh, uh.”

When I received the water bag and retreated, Atalanta joined the Nudein warriors. She glanced at the bandages, splints, and cloths wrapped around the bodies of her colleagues, then looked at me.

I shrugged my shoulders, trying to look calm.

“Um, do you have anything else to do?”

“••••♦♦No.”

“okay. bye.”

“Is this the end?”

“then? Um, would you like to give me a goodbye hug?”

As I said something, Atalanta, who had a strange look in her eyes, smiled.

“Nothing bad.”

” huh?”

In a very natural gesture, Atalanta snuggled into my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Hey, I’m crazy-”

A startled voice came from somewhere, but I couldn’t pay any attention to it because Atalanta was clinging to Batuu.

“Madyan ‘ahyua, frais walasim.”

Soft whispers, tickling breath, moist hair.

“Uh, huh?”

While I was stuttering, Atalanta smiled and walked away to join her colleagues. Then, out of the three paths, I turned towards the mountain lodge.

‘Madiyan Awhia, Price Walasim.’

My quiet chanting continued until Ellen flew in and strangled me.