My Demons - Chapter 127



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My Villains Episode 127

33. Mount Graduil (3)

I sat on a flat rock and watched the party members sweating.

“one two!”

“Pull!”

Mercenaries chanted slogans and pulled ropes at Utekwai’s dock.

“one two!”

“Pull!”

After ten people worked so hard that their faces turned red, the heavy female troll was pulled up by thick ropes. The ropes hanging from the tree were screaming as if they would break at any moment.

“Stop, stop! Steedman!”

Hearing Utequai’s call, Steedman handed over the stake hanging from his belt. Utequai grabbed the rope with his strong hands and hung it on a stake.

Kang, Kang!

A stake reinforced with iron is hammered into the ground by a sharp war hammer. Only after performing similar tasks about ten times were the mercenaries able to let go of the rope.

Ellen, who was watching the work next to me, opened her mouth.

“Throw away the dirty blood that comes out first, and only accept the clean blood!”

“I understand, so stop talking, girl.”

When Utequai cut a wound in the neck of a troll that was hanging upside down, the Freckled Mummy brought in a large leather sack. Utequai, who watched the blood flowing for a moment, placed his leather bag on me and clung tightly to it.

“Okay, now we just have to wait.”

When Utequai declared the end of the work, the mercenaries cheered softly and fell to the ground.

“Ah, it’s a waste. “I should have brought some more troops.”

Ellen made a groaning noise as she knotted the bandage around my shoulder.

“Why are you so regretful? “Isn’t it a huge amount for four bags?”

“still. That one alone would have been enough to fill ten more bags, but troll blood had to be stored in specially treated containers because it quickly loses its effectiveness if stored incorrectly.

What I was using now was a product made by marinating reindeer skin in various chemicals, and it was an expensive product, costing as much as four gold coins per bag.

But the money wasn’t really worth it. This is because troll blood is such a valuable commodity that a leather sack that looks like it is about 42 years old costs as much as fifty gold coins.

But, is it possible to sell all 200 gold coins? Even if you take it to Longville and make some of it into a potion, it won’t be easy to dispose of the rest… … .

“ruler! “It’s done.”

“thank you.”

Ellen’s hands weren’t very strong, so the bandages were a bit tight. But the proud expression Ellen is making is too dazzling to say that.

… … no way. I’m going to solve it tomorrow morning anyway, so let’s just leave it at that.

I was injured quite severely by the leader troll, but the wound was already almost completely healed and scabbed over. I think my recovery was faster because I absorbed the troll’s blood with the ‘Plunder’ skill.

Now that I think about it, I’ve been not taking getting hurt a big deal these days. They got used to it, and thanks to the power contained in the blood, the wound heals quickly, so they think it’s no big deal.

Hmm, I need to be a little wary of this complacency. Lord Ankir said that the basis of swordsmanship is self-defense. He won’t improve his sword skills if he isn’t afraid of getting hurt.

While I was thinking that, Atalanta approached me and started talking to me.

“You caught as many as four trolls. “I earned 600 points with this.”

“well. “Do you think the cubs will score 150 points?”

“Would you mind giving me at least half of it?”

She plopped down next to me and held out a ceramic bottle.

“ruler.”

“what’s this?”

“alcohol. “It’s precious.”

When I opened the cap, a sweet scent and a strong smell of alcohol hit my nose at the same time.

“Wow, that looks really strong?”

“It’s made by distillation. “It’s our people’s traditional liquor, and it’s good for your health.”

“Where in the world is there alcohol that is good for your health?”

“I’m holding it now. Drink it.”

I chuckled and took a couple of sips from the bottle. It tastes like vodka mixed with honey, and I couldn’t help but exclaim, ‘Kyaaa!’

“Ugh. Does it taste good? “I don’t know if it’s good for your health.”

“You’ll find out at night, right?”

“night? why?”

“well.”

Atalanta smiled mischievously, shrugged her shoulders, and took a sip from the returned bottle.

“Wow. “Then, can we go back to Longville now?”

“maybe. “If we split the points in half, wouldn’t both you and I achieve our goal?”

“I guess so.”

We decided to plan ahead, so if we didn’t get enough points, our group wouldn’t return to Longville. I didn’t want to be insulted by the lord or get caught up in a fight.

But since I caught four trolls, I no longer have to worry about that. No matter how hard the mercenaries following Baron Mallory fight, they will not be able to score 300 points in one battle.

“Ah, it’s hot. Uncle Vittorio! “Bring me some water here!”

As Atalanta waved her hands and shouted, Vittorio, a Nudean warrior, quickly got up and ran over.

“Here it is.”

“Thank you, uncle.”

Hmm, it’s a bit strange.

Archer Cole said that Vittorio seemed like a pretty skilled spearman. Since he was over 30, he was probably a fierce warrior in his group.

But Atalanta, who must have been around twenty at most, moved so quickly at the words.

Of course, Atalanta is a talented person who uses the power of vision, but it still looks a little awkward.

Hmm, it would be helpful to remember the background scenario, but I don’t remember anything about the Vision Hunter’s story.

At that time, the sweet smell of sweat mixed with the scent of jasmine dispersed my thoughts. I followed the scent, and there was Atalanta, who had taken off her arm guards.

“Huh, I guess I’ll live a bit now.”

Sweat was beading on his elastic forearms, which were wrapped in red bands. While Atalanta sprayed water and wiped away the sweat, I quietly swallowed dry saliva.

“what are you doing? “You smell like sweat, so why don’t you wipe it somewhere else?”

The person with the gruff voice was, of course, Ellen.

“There’s a bloody and earthy smell here and there, but isn’t this okay?”

“That’s your opinion.”

Atalanta smiled brightly. Perhaps because of her refreshing features, it was a beautiful smile that highlighted her confidence and health.

“It’s so amazing.”

“what?”

“The only people who hate me for no reason are people like you.”

“… … “What are people like me?”

“Well, what is it?”

While Ellen, whose face turned red, pursed her lips, Atalanta pulled off her hair tie. She then gently brushed her loose gray hair a couple of times, and she looked back at me.

“What about the Knicks? “Do you hate it too?”

“… … Umm, me? “It’s me, whatever.”

“Are you fine? Actually, I like it.”

“Uh, what?”

Atalanta answered, tying her hair together high.

“Smell of sweat.”

“uh?”

Atalanta suddenly leaned towards me. She was wearing a navy blue shirt underneath her light leather clothes, and the collar of her shirt was undone due to the heat.

“Uhm. I thought it was just what I liked… …

Beneath the softly whispering lips, the fluffy nape of the neck and straight collar bones were clearly visible.

“Does it smell better?”

Ah, is this the power of Nudein traditionalism?

In order to control the blood that gathered uncontrollably, I desperately used blood control techniques.

Our party set up camp at the edge of the forest. It was an exquisite location where one could clearly overlook the bare rocky mountain, while also being able to hide in the dense bushes.

The plan was to rest at this camp today and climb to the top in time for the lord’s army to move.

By the time we built a bonfire and set up a perimeter, we were treated to a pretty special sight.

Beep this –

The little sparrow let out a cry and approached at a trotting pace. Druid Xanabas, who was holding dried fruit, put his lips together and made a whistling sound.

“Beep, beep.”

Birit, beep.

The sparrow, whose head and chest were covered with pure white fur, flapped its wings slightly and jumped up. Then he sat down on the palm of Xanavas’ hand and started pecking at the fruit.

“Once again, you have amazing talent.”

Amias, who had a bandage on his arm, muttered softly. He was hit by a troll and his arm and shoulder blade were completely shattered, but he was recovering after drinking a potion of healing wounds.

“Phoenix, you didn’t see it, right?”

” what?”

Amias continued, tearing apart the white puffed bread and swallowing it without stopping.

“That man transformed. “In the blink of an eye, a person turned into a big gray wolf.”

“… … Well, I guess I’ll get a chance to see you next time.”

After giving Amias a rough answer, I held my breath again. When the sparrow had had enough, Xanavas spoke again.

“Beep, beep.”

Although it is questionable whether that can be called a horse.

How long was it chirping? As Xanavas stroked his head with his fingers, the sparrow chirped and flew away.

“What happened?”

When wizard Siren Rao asked with his big eyes blinking, Navas, the man with a tired face, smiled.

“It’s a success. “If a big fight breaks out, that sunken-eyed guy will tell you the news.”

Exclamations of exclamation erupted from all over the camp. Ute Kwai, who was skinning a troll, said with a grin.

“Dirldi talking to animals, very rare. “Xanabas, you have a rare talent.”

“This is too much praise. “Compared to Hatanka’s spirit, this is not even a feat.”

“Ah, Recmosa’ti mukina. “He also had useless talents.”

Xanavas looked back at me while smiling slightly.

“Lord Phoenix. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to seek more help.”

“What if there was more help?”

“The concave eye is gentle and cheerful, but it has many natural enemies. “You might get eaten by a natural enemy before you can spread the news.”

“ah. Are you saying you’re going to try attracting other birds too?”

“… … “Rather than bullying, it’s about helping each other.”

He shrugged his shoulders at Xanabas, who had a bitter smile on his face.

“You will do that. “Is there any problem?”

“If you call your forest friends, you may end up with unwanted guests.”

“You are an unwanted guest. I guess I caught a troll too, but there won’t be any monsters nearby anyway, right?”

“You don’t know that. “This is a forest on the way over a mountain, so it wouldn’t be surprising if a new monster came in today.”

I scratched my eyebrows, pondered, and then looked back at Utekwai.

“Our original plan was to hide in the forest and go up after receiving a signal, right?”

“right. “I spy on Anupad’s army on the hill, and when a battle breaks out, I go to the top.”

“Then aren’t spies a bit dangerous?”

“Can not help it. If you’re really worried, just send about 10 people. Then you are safe.”

What is this guy saying? I burst out laughing.

“If you send 10 people to spy on you, who will fight?”

“It’s just you, me, the girl, and Atilia. “You don’t need the rest.”

The twelve people who had become dispensable had trembling expressions, but no one opened their mouths.

“No matter what, I knew there would be something at the top.”

“I understand your concerns. Akanku Kara Mek, he will be a formidable enemy.”

After making up my mind, I looked back at Xanabas.

“It’s okay to cry all night, so let’s collect as many birds as possible.”

“Is that okay?”

“If the birds monitor us properly, we can protect our electricity. “It would be better to take risks now than to reach the top with fewer people.”

As I said that and looked around, most people nodded as if they were in agreement.

“And if an unwanted guest comes.”

I looked at Xanabas and smiled.

“Why don’t we just kill him?”

Is it because the sun has set? A cool wind suddenly blew and enveloped the camp in the forest.