My Demons - Chapter 158



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My Villains Episode 158

40. Again, The Chasers (2)

I ran frantically, looking everywhere. Fortunately, thanks to the darkness of the early morning, I did not encounter anyone.

Then I found a quiet space behind a warehouse and laid Atalanta down there.

“Bow, black—”

The man who followed behind took a deep breath and placed the elder’s body on the floor. His whole body was covered in sweat from carrying his body.

I took off Atalanta’s belt, secured the airway, and looked back at the bundle.

“Why did you do that?”

“yes?”

“Why did you kill him?”

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he blinked for a moment.

“I try to be a noob.”

“Speak louder? “You tried to scream?”

“yes.”

“Then all you have to do is subdue it. There was no need to kill him.”

“to… …

The guy’s expression became clouded.

“Is this what you want me to answer?”

“… … To that old man?”

“yes yes.”

“Why are you suddenly asking that?”

At my question, Munchi tilted his head with his face slightly clouded.

“If you’re so careful about what you have to answer, then, eh, I don’t have to give it to you.”

“••••••what?”

I tried to explain what he was talking about, but my Milanese was so bad that I couldn’t understand him.

However, judging from his puzzled expression and the nuance of his words, it seemed that Mungchi did not understand the concept of ‘you must not kill people’.

My bones ached and I sighed unconsciously.

“ha. Okay, let’s talk later.”

“Uh, yes… …

I ignored the bundle that was looking at me with a sullen expression, and looked at Atalante lying on the floor.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no abnormality when I checked using blood angiography. I was worried because he was bleeding from his mouth, but he just bit the inside of his cheek to endure the pain, and it wasn’t like his internal organs were damaged.

… … What should I do now?

We killed Atalanta’s clan elder. Regardless of whether he was an innocent victim or not, murder was murder. The cleanup wasn’t going to be easy at all.

“Uhm-”

After a moment of worry, Atalanta let out a groan. With her eyes closed and her frowning, it seemed like it was about to happen.

After roughly organizing my thoughts, I quickly approached Mungchi and quietly gave him an order.

“I’m at the residence.”

“yes?”

“I’ll take care of this, so you can go to Youngju.”

“Yes, thank you,”

“Shh. “Go quickly.”

The bundle closed its mouth and disappeared into the darkness.

And how long has it been? Atalanta slowly opened her eyes. Amber eyes blink slowly.

“… … Knicks? it’s you?”

“Atalanta.”

“Why are you here?”

She raised her upper body and cupped her forehead as if she was suffering from a hangover.

“Okay.”

” are you okay?”

“… … Ugh, no.”

Atalanta, who had been grumbling for a while, suddenly raised her hand as if she had a good idea.

“Can I touch your butt?”

“… … “What kind of bullshit are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I want you to touch my butt. “I think it will be better then.”

It was a wonderful nonsense that relieved all the tension.

When I quietly frowned, she clicked her tongue and brushed her gray hair as if she were disappointed.

“But what on earth is this?”

“that is.”

I scratched my eyebrows and began to explain.

“… … therefore.”

Atalanta opened her mouth with a confused expression.

“You found us by chance while taking a walk? Why, while Maurio was torturing me?”

“that’s right.”

When I nodded quietly, she burst into laughter.

“And you killed that Maurio?”

“… … It was a mistake. “I was only thinking of making you faint.”

“What about the body?”

“I brought it.”

When I pointed in the direction where the elder’s body was, Atalanta staggered to her feet and walked towards that direction.

“… …

Complex emotions appeared on her face as she looked down at Maurio. Anger, sadness, relief, and joy were all intertwined around the surprise.

“… … Fate, like this… …

Atalanta, standing blankly in front of the body, muttered something to herself. I added to her statement as if making excuses to her.

“I thought you would be framed if I left it that way. So for now,”

“That doesn’t happen.”

“••••••what?”

“I cannot kill a member of Asun. “The whole clan knows this.”

Atalanta got down on one knee and rummaged around in Maurio’s arms.

I quietly watched her and brought up what I had guessed.

“You are cursed.”

“… … It’s not a curse. A kind of taboo.”

“taboo? “What prohibition?”

“I don’t know exactly.”

She continued talking while gathering her purse and other belongings.

“I got it when I was very young. About six or seven? “I don’t even remember.”

“Who put the ban on it? “Your elders?”

“huh.”

… … This is a taboo that the elders hung when they were very young. I can barely get a feel for it.

Atalanta felt the elder’s neck and narrowed her eyes slightly.

“Did you use a rope?”

“… … rope? Ah, yes. “I used a rope.”

“Hmm.”

She seemed to have noticed something, but just snorted and raised her eyebrows and didn’t ask any further questions.

Atalanta stretched out her hand toward the pendant hanging around Maurio’s neck. The moment her fingertips touched the dark green gem.

Cheek!

York ”

Atalanta’s fingertips were burned, as if she had touched a hot fireball. She gritted her teeth and threw her pendant to the floor, trampling it under her breath with her leather boots.

Break!

The dark green gem embedded in the pendant simply broke into pieces, like a glass bead. Then, the magic disperses with the sound of the wind whistling… … .

“Ha, ha.”

Atalanta let out a sigh, not sure if it was laughter or sighing.

“Wasn’t that a magic tool? “Is it okay to just destroy it like that?”

“… … I know.”

Amber eyes turned to me. Through that gaze, the turbulent emotions were clearly conveyed.

“I just moved without thinking about it.”

“Have you lifted the ban?” Atalanta laughed and shook her head.

“no. Other elders also have the same items as that one. “There is a long way to go before the ban is lifted.”

Contrary to the content, I felt a certain refreshingness in her voice.

I quietly scratched my eyebrows.

“… … I have no idea how this works. “Please explain to me what it is.”

“okay. But before that.”

“Ugh,”

Without even speaking, she suddenly stretched out her arms and hugged my neck. Then he pressed his body close to her and kissed her.

“Hey, what are you doing out of nowhere?”

I grabbed her shoulder and tried to push her away, but Atalanta forcibly pulled me in, dyeing her hair purple.

Significantly stronger muscles… … .

It was clear that ‘Power of Void’, a rank 1 void skill, had been activated.

“Oh, Atalanta, wait a minute.”

“Shut up and just congratulate me.”

“What are you celebrating, eup-”

She was lunging at me, ready to eat me from the lips. I felt like I was out of my mind.

Atalanta was emitting a series of purple eyes, and I was somehow able to read her emotions there.

A sense of liberation and guilt. Excitement and fear.

These are emotions that are not just exalted, but at first glance seem like they are on the verge of madness.

The purple light from the vision was dispelling the surrounding darkness. If you’re not careful, you could get caught by the security guard behind the wooden fence… … .

… … Hey.

I tightly clamped Atalanta’s lips, lifted her up with my left arm, and pulled out the Hrunting with my right hand. Then he went to the warehouse with his back to him, stuck the blade through the crack in the door, and cut off the bolt.

In one corner of the warehouse that was forced open, there was a pile of hay for horse feed. After pushing Atalanta onto it, he closed the warehouse door again. The cut bolt was replaced with a hrunting.

There was a strange man.

He performed all kinds of amazing feats, came and went, and knew nothing about the world.

The Nude people who encountered Gigi regarded him as a demi-god and worshiped him, and sacrificed a shaman to receive his seed.

After Gin impregnated the shaman, he disappeared as suddenly as when he first appeared. He left one prophecy for everyone and one message for only the shaman.

The child born that way was Atilia. According to Gein’s prophecy, he was the child who would save the nation.

As a daughter of a Gein, Atilia learned one of his many talents from a very young age. That was the power of vision.

The elders of the Al Qadari clan trembled with anxiety as they watched Atilia grow unusually. This is because she was afraid that Atilia would suddenly disappear at any moment like her father.

Around that time, the shaman died.

She whispered the message to Atilia and closed her eyes, and the elders gathered in Asun and made a decision. Let’s place a ban on Attilia to subdue her strength and spirit before she grows any bigger.

The clan chiefs and elders were given the reins to control Attilia and acted as her parents. The satisfaction of taking on the role of a demigod was an added bonus.

Around the time that Atilia, who had become the best warrior of the clan both in name and reality, celebrated her 23rd birthday, the Al Qadari clan was passing through Multingham, the capital of the Marva region.

It wasn’t planned, but it wasn’t anything special either.

It was very natural for the Nude people to wander, and the central and southern regions, with their mild climate and good public sentiment, were particularly preferred transit points.

So the Al Qadari clan would pass through Multingham once every two or three years to do business or sell goods.

The journey that had been going on so routinely ends up receiving an unexpected proposal. Tristan Baek, owner of the Marva region

It was a suggestion from Jak.

-Baron Marlow Lee, my vassal and lord of Longville, is acting crazy. Help my son, Doyle, retrieve the territory.

In fact, it was a suggestion that was no different from an order, but the reward was sweet.

This is because the earl himself promised to grant him a manor near Multingham if he completed the work and provided an appropriate amount of gold and silver.

The count was so thoughtful that he even prepared documents notarized by the church, and Asun immediately accepted the offer.

The elders entrusted the clan’s elite warriors, excluding the ‘Hares Kiss (guards protecting Asun)’, to Atilia.

Doyle Mullen, the second son of Count Tristan, was a quick-witted but arrogant man who gained notoriety.

His notoriety was so great that when Count Tristan’s eldest son died young, dozens of vassals appealed to the count to nominate his sister, not Doyle, as his successor.

Doyle, who lost his place as successor to his younger sister, Clarissa, kept his resentment engraved in his bones and was looking for an opportunity.

Meanwhile, he heard Baron Mallory’s crazy proclamation, and went to Count Tristan and made an earnest request. His point was, ‘If you’re not going to hand over the earldom, at least let me eat Longville!’

Count Tristan eventually accepted Doyle’s request. This is because even though he was one of the kingdom’s greatest nobles, he was also a weak-hearted father in his 50s.

Doyle, with his father’s support, prepared several cards. Atilia’s victory in the hunting competition was also one of those cards.

After much sacrifice and hard work, Atilia, who gave Doyle a useful card, thought that the mission given to her was completed.

However, Doyle requested that the Al Qadari clan cooperate until Longville was completely taken over, and the elders could not refuse this.

After the agreement was reached, Doyle and his group decided to relax after their travels at the Golden Knife Tavern.

As usual, Doyle sent out his family soldiers and chased away all the other customers, then drank alone. And as usual, he couldn’t overcome his lust and broke into the beauty’s room.

The beauty who invaded in the middle of the night was none other than Atilia, and she beat up Doyle.

Elder Maurio, who noticed the commotion, quickly came from the next room and was shocked to see Doyle with a broken nose and ruptured lip.

Maurio left the unconscious Doyle in the room and dragged Atilia outside.

Then, to cover up this incident, he ordered her to sleep with Doyle.

-Prince Doyle is a cheerful person, so if you apologize deeply and serve with sincerity, he will consider your broken nose as a medal. Go and take responsibility for what you have done.

Atilia was extremely angry at Maurio’s bullshit. As the conversation between the two escalated into an argument, Maurio finally took out the ‘golden pendant’.

By the time Atalanta’s breathless story was over and I was leaving the warehouse, the sun had already risen in the east.

“Doyle is aiming for the earldom.”

“I heard the position of successor passed to my younger sister.”

“They’re saying they’re going to take it back. “Because there is a gold mine.”

Atalanta continued, pulling on her boot laces.

“As soon as we take Longville, we mobilize all the residents to mine gold mines.”

“If we mobilize all the residents of the territory, what about farming?”

“All you have to do is buy food.”

“… … Well, it is natural to invest intensively in industries with high added value. But would people who used to live as farmers want to work in gold mining so obediently?”

“Hmm? What are you talking about? Of course, it has nothing to do with the will of the people of the territory.”

Gray hair was blowing in the wind, and the scent of jasmine was in the air. While the red cloth lifted the hair, the fluffy nape of the neck attracted attention.

“The plan is to squeeze out the territory for two or three years to raise as much money as possible, and then turn the territory over based on that.”

“Within two or three years?”

“Count Tristan will be dead by then.”

“How old is the Count, and is he dead already?”

“A little over fifty.”

“Isn’t fifty a time to live up to your expectations? “He’s a great nobleman.”

“That’s not true. During the Thousand Day War, you were shot by your master with an arrow and fell from your horse.

They say they’ve been fretting over it ever since. “My body has become weak from being in prison, so the priest’s treatment doesn’t work.”

I remember what Ellen said again.

-He was ordained not by another noble, but by Prince Ulcar of the Zeore royal family? How many enemies does Prince Ulkar have?

I know exactly what you mean.

Fight against the seven great nobles during the Thousand Day War

They say they took three prisoners and killed two. I am very worried about the journey ahead.

… … Hey, I just accepted the knighthood for no reason.

While I was grumbling internally, Atalanta came over and hugged my neck. And whisper.

“Convince the Baroness.”

“••••••what’?”

“If we continue like this, the people of Longville will be trampled by Count Tristan’s army, exploited by Doyle, and then march towards Multingham. “The Baroness will be killed without even a rat or a bird knowing, or worse.”

A short kiss passed.

“Promise the earl a full inheritance and buy time. In the meantime, let the people of the territory flee to other provinces. The same goes for the Baroness.”

“… … “I’ll talk to you.”

I grabbed her hand again as she tried to back away.

“Don’t forget that you have other options, too.”

“… … “You mean your manor in Southernshire?”

«Ugh» Hmm*

Atalanta smiled bitterly.

“I told you. The north is too cold and dangerous for the Nudein. “There are few cities where you can travel.”

“But you don’t have to worry about the owner.”

Her smile became a little brighter.

“I’ll go.”

“Is it okay if I don’t help you?”

I pointed at the corpse of Elder Mauriot lying in the corner. Thanks to hearing Atalanta’s story, any feelings of guilt had long since disappeared.

“are you okay. “Because I have a plan.”

The eyes that had regained their peace took on a golden color as they were colored by the morning sun.

“Nix.”

” huh?”

“thank you.”

“… … Thank you. “It was just a coincidence.”

“still,”

She added with a stern expression.

“If something like this happens again, don’t get involved.”

“… … what?”

“You could have been in danger too. “I was lucky this time, but I don’t know what will happen next time.”

I was silent for a moment and then shook my head.

“I can take that level of risk. “Because I owe you my life.”

“I was the one who owed money first.”

I’m talking about the second time we met. When a fight broke out due to a misunderstanding over the corpses of mercenaries.

“… … That’s like saying I owe you my life

n,”

“anyway.”

Atalanta carried Maurio’s body and made a request with a serious face.

“Please, if something like today happens, please don’t come forward.”

“Atalanta.”

“Even for me. got it?”

I ended up nodding my head towards her, who smiled sweetly.

For no reason, I let out a sigh.