My Demons - Chapter 178



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My Villains Episode 178

42. Bridle (10)

Remnants of a gate and fence.

A long, shallow trench dug in two layers.

North wind pushing sand dust.

A flock of arrows splitting the blue sky.

Shiny spear knives, vicious soldiers…

It was a battlefield scene.

Count Tristan’s spearmen were armed with chainmail and helmets, holding spears over 2 meters long, and had small targes hanging from their left forearms.

“Left foot! Left foot! “Left foot, right foot, left foot!”

They kept pace with the command and marched forward. If someone was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground, someone else would take their place.

On the other hand, Longville’s soldiers lined up inside the trench line were poorly armed compared to their enemies.

Cloth armor reinforced with brass studs or cowhide, a wide helmet, and a short spear. Their attire was not much different from that of soldiers from other rural fiefdoms, but they were all carrying large shields.

“Don’t stick your head out!”

At the shout of a noncommissioned officer, Longville’s soldiers lowered their heads and pressed their shoulders close to their shields.

About half of them were holding large federal flags that mercenaries often use, and the rest were hiding behind a large door that had been removed from somewhere. The shield was used as a castle wall and the trench as a moat.

Behind the defense line, buildings such as barns and inns were huddled together, and dozens of archers were hiding under low stone walls or tiled roofs, shooting arrows.

When the two armies got somewhat closer, Multingham’s army began to charge.

“Dolgyeook-!”

“Lord of light!”

Not to be outdone, Longville’s army also shouted.

“Light, look upon me!”

“Dun-lose!”

The men in the ranks of Longville’s army threw jars at the enemies who were crying out for the same god. Soft pots made from baked clay were broken by hitting the soldiers’ helmets, armor, or the ground.

Multingham’s soldiers were astonished when they saw the contents spilling out of the broken jar.

“this,”

“Oil! “It’s oil!”

Torches and fiery arrows flew at them as if they had been waiting for them to burst out in astonishment. The black, sticky liquid that Multingham was covered in also caught fire in an instant.

“Hot, hot! “Ugh!”

“Light-”

“Holy shit, back off!”

“There is no room to retreat! “Keep charging!”

As the leader was engulfed in flames, Multingham’s spearmen screamed and fell into confusion.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

The burning soldiers rolled around on the ground and struggled, but the fire did not go out. The oil mixed with bitumen, sugar, and sawdust exploded and engulfed the victims.

Chi-ik!

The flames were shooting out in all directions, and the momentum was quite violent. It was the power of the oil created by Master Casswright, also known as ‘Maenghwa Oil (猛火 oil)’.

Not to be outdone, a white pillar of light rose from Multingham County. The pillar of light, as thick as a log, shot out in an instant and hit Longville County.

There was a loud noise as if a giant had struck a club.

The wooden door used as a shield fell into two pieces, and at the same time, three soldiers in the front line soared into the air without a scream. As if that wasn’t enough, the pillar of light, no, the ‘Spear of Power’ even destroyed the barn behind the defense line.

Rumble-

Sand dust rose again.

Pillars of light were fired one after another, creating a hole in the ranks of Longville’s army.

‘… … It’s definitely powerful, though.’ Angus, the commander of the Multingham army, watched this scene from the ruins of the gate and smiled bitterly.

‘If I were to be hit by a blind arrow like that, it would be difficult to handle the Count’s anger.’

His gaze turned to the side.

There, four wizards were chanting spells while being escorted by elite soldiers. Among the saboteurs, they were relatively young people who could not resist Doyle’s urging and were brought here.

Even for young people, the care and wealth that Count Tristan put into nurturing them was truly enormous. Therefore, the sight of those precious destruction masters preparing spells right in front of the battle scene was quite unfamiliar even to the middle-aged commander who had been a soldier for decades.

Angus watched with half-joy and half-anxiety as the enemy’s defense line collapsed every time the destruction spells exploded. Then he suddenly frowned.

“••••••Mmm.”

What he found was a knight jumping out from between the defense lines with his blue cloak waving.

“Come at me!” “His Royal Highness Prince Ulkar’s second knight, Langbold Ershor, is here!”

Langbold, also known as ‘the greatest knight of the East’ or ‘the roaring wave’, swept into no man’s land among the spearmen of Multingham’s army.

He was holding a dagger with a long cross and a long sword with a narrow blade in both hands, and he looked very relaxed even while engaged in a melee among countless enemy soldiers. His flexible waist, proud chest, light steps, and quick hands were impressive.

“shit. “Did the Iron Knight survive?”

The explosion that destroyed the gateway must have killed quite a few troops, but that person seemed to have been lucky enough to survive. Unlucky… … .

Angus thought so and then gave an order to the adjutant standing next to him.

“Tell the drivers that it’s time. hurry!”

“yes! “I will also prepare a combat team.”

“okay. “When the knights complain, just ignore them.”

“yep!”

Not long after his order was given, a group of troops surrounded Langboldt.

“Off-”

“Hmm.”

Langbolt pulled the dagger from a soldier’s neck, held the two swords together in his right hand, and touched the end of his mustache with his left hand.

Wiping away the drops of blood from the tip of his mustache with his gloved fingertips, Langbolt took a close look at the encirclement.

There were five knights wearing heavy full helmets and ‘coats of plates’, and twenty heavy soldiers wearing mask-shaped steel helmets, white shields, and scale armor.

“The soldiers there must be the geese of Multingham.”

“… … “It’s not a goose, it’s a falcon.”

“Oops, mistake.”

Langbolt shrugged his shoulders and gestured with his chin at the knights.

“Then who are the gentlemen?”

To Langbolt’s leisurely question, the leader among the knights answered by placing a large mace on his shoulder.

“Edlund. Edlund of All-Greek.”

“Edlaundra. “This is my first time hearing this name.”

“I’ve never had a chance to become famous.”

“Oh my. “It’s a shame.”

“There is nothing to feel sorry about. “I plan to break the Lord’s head and gain fame.”

“is it? “I don’t think it’s a very good plan.”

Langbolt smiled and adjusted his grip on the two swords. The knight holding his mace smiled at the sight.

“Why are you dissatisfied? Are you going to call us cowards?”

“Oh, I didn’t mean that. “It meant that it was a plan that would be difficult to succeed.”

“… … “You’re arrogant.”

Langbolt lowered his sword and shrugged.

“Are you arrogant? It’s a pretty boring plan for me. “There must be one or two knights like Sir.”

In response to that cheerful ridicule, Knight Edlund rushed towards Langbolt, yelling as if he couldn’t take it anymore.

“……O ugh”

— 丁G •

Angus swallowed his sleep.

Even though five knights and twenty elite soldiers were attacking him, Langbolt was holding up quite well.

No, it wasn’t enough to endure. While blocking and dodging attacks from all directions, he even counterattacked and took out one knight and two soldiers.

‘That’s a pain in the ass.’

The type of enemy Angus hated to meet on the battlefield was Langbolt.

A type of person who does not use secret tricks or exquisite tactics, but whose personal force is superhumanly strong. In other words, it is a threat that we are aware of but cannot prevent… … .

“What about women?”

“It’s still like that.”

The adjutant’s answer reminded Angus of a Nudein female warrior who wielded the power of vision.

‘I did my part by breaking down the gate and making the red bear retreat, but… … . Now is not the time to discuss such things.’

“Make it possible to fight somehow and bring it here. “If other people show up in this situation, the tide could turn.”

“However, no matter how much I talk to him, he cannot come to his senses, so it seems like there is some sort of spell cast upon him.”

“incantation?”

“yes. Prince Doyle is trying something… …

“Confucius? Why him?”

“It seemed like you knew something. He took a necklace from the body of a dead Nudein.”

The adjutant’s words could not continue.

This is because the red flame flashed on the battlefield.

bang!

Angus quickly turned his head and saw a pillar of fire rising toward the sky. A ball of fire exploded at the head of the Multingham army, which was reorganizing its ranks and charging again.

“Fire Witch… …

As the adjutant muttered absentmindedly, Angus shouted loudly.

“Don’t just stand there, go and send a hunting team!”

“Oh, I understand!”

As the adjutant ran somewhere in a hurry, Angus grabbed the messenger who was waiting behind him and gave an order.

“Bring all the waiting combat teams!”

“All right!”

“And also tell the knights.”

Angus chewed his tongue as he looked at the point where the second fireball erupted.

“A bloody prosecutor will show up, so everyone get ready.”

“… … yep!”

“Ellen!”

The mercenaries who were mesmerized by the pillar of fire rising ahead suddenly turned their heads at the shouts of archer Cole.

There, El Ren, who had already joined the battle line, was looking around.

“What about Aunt Cathy?”

“Aunt Cathy, yo?”

“… … Master Casswright. “The Wizard of Longville.”

Leader Amias took a look at the faces of his colleagues and shook his head.

“We didn’t see it, Ellen.”

“I said you were at the gateway, at the gateway.”

W ow

■三『……•

As the mercenaries glanced toward the ruined gateway, Ellen bit her lower lip.

At that time, Chester, the head of the training unit who had arrived with her, screamed in a hoarse voice.

“Shoulders, put them on! It doesn’t matter if the battle line narrows! Maintain the thickness-!”

Longville responded immediately to that familiar voice.

The soldiers, who had organized their disorganized ranks, banded together and drove out the enemy soldiers who had crossed the trench.

Next, a sergeant who received orders from Chester walked around the rear of the line.

“you you! Follow me!”

After gathering about six or seven people, the sergeant led the troops and ran to where Ellen was. Their mission was to protect their only wizard.

Ellen glanced at the sergeant who said he was there to protect her, and asked Cole, who was pulling the strings.

“Isn’t this Attilia’s doing?”

“yes. “It looks like the gate was destroyed using that secret technique we’ve seen before.”

“Where is she?”

Cole briefly explained the situation to Ellen, whose eyes were shining bright blue.

“… … Mr. Utequoi, who was freed from the curse, tried to finish off Atilia, but failed due to the arrival of the enemy army.”

“Where is Utequai now?”

“The injuries were so severe that we had to put him in the back. “I was barely able to pull it back with Mr. Moongchi’s help.”

“Where’s the bundle?”

“I do not know. Before I knew it, it was gone.”

Cole let go and shot and killed an enemy soldier who was approaching Langbolt’s rear, and then asked Ellen.

“By the way, where is Phoenix?”

Instead of answering, she quickly began to recite a spell.

Words that seemed to be at most six, at most ten, were scattered in the air and became wind, wrapping around Ellen. The ‘spirit of dance’ was summoned.

Ellen drew a gentle circle with the gray-white wand and pointed toward the half-tilted wooden fence. Under her command, the light green wind flew with a swirling, cheerful sound.

Where the dancing spirit was heading with her skirts waving, Phoenix was running with all her might, panting briefly.

“Whoop, whoop-”

He was without a helmet and was carrying only a javelin in his armor.

The magic armor of the Agnig family, ‘Lufus’, worn by Poynix, had been hit by lightning the other day, so its gray fur was completely tanned. Thanks to this, I matched him very well with his black hair and black eyes.

Even though he was wearing heavy chain armor lined with iron plates, Phoenix ran as if he were bare body. Then, at the end of the tilted wooden fence, she jumped up, kicking the wooden floor with all her might.

Sizzling!

In the aftermath of that violent attack, the half-tilted wooden fence collapsed.

Thanks to this, Phoenix was flying in the sky like a bird. After flying almost five or six meters, he began to draw a parabola heading towards the ground.

And at that moment, Phoenics twisted his waist in the air and threw the javelin.

Wedge! The javelin tore through the air and flew about 40 meters, piercing his target without him having time to move.

“Kuhuhuh,”

Among the four young destruction masters, the one who was about to cast a spell looked down at his body, coughing up blood. Because the javelin went completely through the solar plexus, all he could see was a couple of spans of the spear.

The other destruction masters were shocked and looked up at where the spear had come from. And then he opened his mouth until his jaw dropped.

Buuuung-

The dancing spirit hugged Poynix. He felt the heavy wind, shrank his body, and then opened it wide.

Phoenix glided quickly as if it had wings. After falling tens of meters, he landed in front of the saboteurs and the soldiers guarding them.

“Oh my, this is crazy-”

A heavily armed shield soldier gritted his teeth and pulled out a pulse.

Phoenix rolled on the ground in an instant and got up. He then pulled out Hrunting, knocked away Pulsion, and stabbed the shieldman in the neck in one motion.

“Krr,”

The blood that had built up in my throat surged through my mouth as I breathed, and then was sucked back into my throat. The milky blade pulsated violently and drew blood.

Before the shield soldier could fall forward and hit his nose on the floor, the red-coated blade cut down two more soldiers.

When Angus, the commander, discovered the scene belatedly, he screamed, no, shouted.

“Stop that bastard!”

The reserve forces moved furiously at his command, but Hrunting’s movements were several times faster than that.

One soldier had his face crushed by pummel, another was blinded by blood, and another had his back broken by a kick.

Some soldiers had their hearts stabbed, some had their chests cut open, and some had their internal organs spilling out.

Of course, most of the time they were decapitated. Just like the tentacled witch, the creeping dragon, the robber baron, the giant troll, and the legendary soul shaman.

Even in the face of Phoenix, who had defeated twenty soldiers in an instant, the saboteurs were quite calm. As befits battle wizards, the three of them memorized spells suited to each situation.

The first person to step forward fired the ‘Spear of Power’. A huge pillar of light rushed in as fast as an arrow.

However, since Poynix had been fed up with arrows for a long time, he responded to the attack quite skillfully. I avoided it by just slightly tilting my shoulder.

As Phoenix, who had dodged the Spear of Power, charged furiously, a second destruction wizard stepped forward. He was holding a long wooden staff, and he struck the ground with the tip of the staff.

As soon as the second destructionist lifted his staff upward, Phoenix launched himself towards the ground. As soon as he fell flat on the floor, boom! There was a sound of air bursting, and shock waves spread out in all directions.

When Phoenix, who had avoided the ‘repel’ spell, stood up shaking his head, the saboteurs’ faces turned pale.

“Obrem, hurry!”

The other two men urged the last colleague. By the time Phoenix, whose body was stained with the blood of the soldiers, attacked them, the third and final spell was completed.

Tsk-!

With a sound like a gong being struck, something vague blocked the way of the saboteurs. It was a transparent shield, a ‘barrier of power’ that could not be detected unless one was careful.

However, Phoenix seemed to have no intention of attacking head-on from the beginning, and jumped up, kicking the ground.

Just like before on the wooden fence, the ground caved in due to the violent movement. However, unlike before when he jumped close to horizontal, this time he jumped close to vertical.

” 100 million’?”

The wizard, who had spread his shield of power, let out a threatening sound, but Phoenix was already on his way to surpassing him. No, to be precise, he was jumping over him and stabbing him deep in the stomach with a knife.

Grumpy-

At that moment, the bloody blade that penetrated my stomach stretched out its long tongue and swept through my heart.

“Oh, Obrem!”

“Holy shit-”

As the destructionist holding the staff died, the faces of the other two turned pale.

Soon, two bright blue heads soared into the sky.

“Whoa-”

Phoenix, who had killed twenty-six in an instant, calmly took a breath and looked around. There was a hint of red in his pitch black eyes.

The soldiers who were charging at him suddenly stopped.

W ••••••

And then, there was silence.