My Demons - Chapter 201



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My Villains 2()Episode 1

44. Crow’s Castle⑴

“Kkeeeeeeeee-!”

A ferocious howl coming from all directions, sending goosebumps up the back of my neck.

Seeing the mercenaries struggling, U Teqwai raised his voice again.

“There’s a hill behind! Stop it there!”

Only then did the mercenaries suddenly come to their senses.

Although it was a little whitewashed, the Oressa tavern was clearly a building made of wood. Whatever the identity of the footsteps coming from outside, considering their maliciousness and force, a wooden building like this would collapse in an instant.

“Holy shit-”

Umberta, the female warrior of the Crescent Islands who ran toward the back door in the lead, swore and turned around.

“Everyone, raise your torches! “There’s nothing to see!”

The tavern was located on a low hill in the middle of the forest. Add to that the deep darkness of the new wall and the heavy rain, and it was a dark place where you couldn’t even see an inch ahead.

“here!”

The plump Eson took out a large bag as if he had been waiting for it. It was full of torches made of resin.

“Take one at a time! “There were some lamps under the bar. Take those too!”

“Leave the food and the iron stake! “For now, just take fire flower oil and holy water!” The mercenaries hurriedly escaped through the back door.

“Come to your senses, guys! “We have to get out too!”

It was the shout of merchant Max.

The western merchants, who had witnessed the sudden tragedy and were shivering in a corner, came to their senses at the sound of the voice and quickly followed the mercenaries.

Hayla, who was sitting at the bar, had her usual expressionless face even during the chaos. She got up and looked back at Hargon and Chigon.

“What are you doing’?”

“Yes, yes?”

“Wake up your family.”

The brothers ran toward the room, lost in thought, and Hayla called out to the one-eyed magic swordsman who happened to be passing by.

“Simos, follow me.”

“yes? Wait, girl! now-”

Before Simos could stop her, Hayla disappeared, following Hargon and Kigon. Having roughly guessed her intentions, I gave an order to Simos, who hesitated.

“Don’t hesitate and follow me! “There’s still some time!”

“Oh, I understand.”

Simos cried as he caught a glimpse of the mercenaries leaving through the back door, and followed Heyla.

“lily! “What are we going to do with these damned bitches?”

It was the voice of crossbowman Gidon.

When I glanced around, I saw that the black-clad maid, Kell Seine, was moaning with a sword and arrow hanging on her, and the pretty girl in the white dress, Topelin, had her head cut off and was stuffed on the ground with iron stakes driven into her shoulders and thighs.

“Damn it, take him out!”

“Wouldn’t it be better to just get it over with?”

“no!”

All that remained was a black, sticky liquid beneath my feet. It was a trace left behind by the vampire lord Tenvier Ma as he was purified.

“… … There’s a story you need to hear. Take care of both of them!”

Essanna with the braided hair spat on the floor and supported Kelsenne with Steedman.

On the other hand, Gidon and the veteran who was helping him, Kern Whir, showed annoyance as they whined and held on to the iron stake embedded in the toffeline.

“How deep did you put this? “You’re not moving!”

“Wow, did you think it would turn out like this?”

Just as I was about to approach them out of frustration.

“Keeeeeeek-!”

The horrifying howl rang out once again.

My ears rang as if I was standing in front of the speakers at a concert. An unidentified group of people had approached very close by.

“Ellen, go out and prepare your order. “We protect Ellen together.”

Unlike Munchi, who answered ‘Old-’, Ellen narrowed her brows.

“Then what about you?”

I took a torch out of my bag and lit the candle rolling on the floor.

“I need to check what kind of people they are.”

“what?”

Before Ellen could say something, she raised her voice.

“Stop talking nonsense and get out quickly! Utequai, this way!”

Saying that, he kicked out the front door of the tavern, and before he knew it, Wu Tequai, wearing a steel formal hat and holding a sword, was ready and followed right away.

“How many pages will there be?”

“I do not know. “But there are so many.”

Ha, damn it. A dangerous guy like Tenbierma should have been blown away for not answering questions.

That’s why the scenario is twisted, and I’m going through a lot of trouble trying to figure out the story about the Dark Knight.

I cursed in frustration and threw the torch into the endless darkness.

Hong-Hung-Hong_

The lit torch spun around like a boomerang and flew into the distance.

A dizzying bright red light scattered across the falling raindrops and illuminated the ground. Thanks to this, numerous figures rushing towards us appeared.

“Keeeeeeee-”

A roar like an animal.

White-stained eyes, gaping maw, cleft jaw, teeth resembling saw blades, and a long, red tongue.

Scattered hair, pieces of flowing rags, grotesquely bent limbs, and unsteady steps.

It had an ugly appearance that made it difficult to believe that it was once human.

“Low-level vampire… … . “Are they Tenvierma’s descendants?”

Ute Kwai, who was holding the oil lantern high, expressed his doubts at my muttering.

“Tenby—what?”

“No, um, that vampire guy from earlier. Nitervelam.”

“Ah, that’s right. “They are his subordinates.”

Utequai adjusted the dolme and laughed viciously.

“Heh, Darran lune’telil, refused to be held in his mother’s arms. As a great warrior, I punish him appropriately.”

With his words flowing through one ear, I looked back at Tenvier Lemar’s family.

It was a rainy morning with no moon or stars, so I couldn’t confirm for sure, but there didn’t seem to be any particularly strong monsters.

Well, what you see may not be everything, so you shouldn’t let your guard down.

“You and I will have to work harder, right?”

“right.”

Utekwai lifted his chin and looked around.

“If you run with that momentum, the formation will collapse in an instant. The waves must be blocked. “Like a rock.”

“good.”

After Utekwai and I reached a consensus, we split off to the left and right in front of the tavern.

Mercenaries and merchants gathered behind the Oressa Tavern, and I took a seat on the left side of the tavern and Utequwai took a seat on the right.

I tightened my breastplate, pulled out my Hrunting, and relaxed my entire body’s muscles.

In terms of compatibility, Tenvierma’s people were not a very good match for Utequai and I. They are of a lower rank among vampires, so they are closer to the undead than to humans.

So, I didn’t want to suck their rotten blood. Utequai wouldn’t gain any strength if he chewed their hearts.

But, just because I couldn’t use ‘Plunder’, I didn’t think I would be attacked by low-level vampires like them.

The same goes for Ute Kwai.

Even without the activation effect of ‘Seal of Predation’, he is strong enough. Especially after experiencing all the hardships in Longville, Ute Kwai was much stronger than before.

Name: Hatanka Utekwai

Level: 24

Class: Berserker

Stats: Remaining bonus – 3 Strength – 34 (76) Dexterity – 18 (26) Health – 27 (51) Magic power – 11 (12) Skills:

Blunt weapon tattoo 6pt, Veil’s protection tattoo 5pt, Night sky blessing tattoo 3pt, Iron seal 3pt

Muso Kangta 3pt

Berserk 3pt, unbridled madness lpt

Utekwai’s level was only 24, but in terms of ability, it was comparable to level 27. I guess she got bonus points because she’s been on the brink of death as often as I have.

In addition, Utequai was even using something as basic as a ‘steel hat’ made by knitting ‘Rikuwa’s feather hat’ for ‘steel storage’.

Warbanet and Iron Crown are both items that give bonuses to various resistances, so they must have ridiculous resistance at level 24.

And if it feels really dangerous, the god called ‘Mother’ will send Berserk to you. There’s no need to worry.

While thinking that, I rolled up my sleeves and pulled down the long-necked gloves.

Shaak.

Instead of flowing down to the floor, the blood ran up the milky-white blade.

The blood that seeped through the black incontinence on the blade soon completely covered the blade. The Hrunting, which became longer and sharper, boasted a bright red glow.

“Keeeeek!”

Tenviarma’s descendants come running right in front of us and shout.

As the tingling pain I feel in my forearm adds to the killing of those guys, my body gradually becomes hotter.

“Whoa-”

I shot forward, feeling grateful for the pouring early morning rain.

In the darkness where you can’t see an inch ahead.

The mercenaries ahead of the battle raised their spirits.

“It’s coming, prepare holy water!”

“Damn it, I can’t see anything! “Throw the torch in front of me!”

While the mercenaries were shouting evil, Phoenics and Utequai started the battle one step ahead.

About twenty steps away from the mercenaries, a red blade danced, showing off its fascinating colors.

Whisper-

Every time a red line was drawn, a small sound was heard. It was an incredibly lively sound, cutting off skin, flesh, and bones all at once.

Phoenix was immersed in the darkness, with only part of his upper body vaguely exposed. Thanks to this, the Hrunting he was wielding seemed to be dancing alone in the air.

The red sword light gently drew a circle, stretched straight out, and cut through the darkness like a thunderbolt.

The dervish, a heavy soldier who was adjusting his ax and shield, clicked his tongue when he saw the scene.

“Ha, is that the ‘Blood Beacon’? “It’s quite a work of art.”

As she said, the scene where the Hrunting, covered in blood, flashed red, was very beautiful.

While the Dervish and several mercenaries were distracted by Phoenix’s red sword dance, the rest covered their ears to the battle cry coming from the right.

“Athar—Marta (Mother—God)!” Immediately after the tremendous roar that befits the nickname ‘The Giant Who Swallowed Thunder’, a large stone hammer hit the ground with the force of a ‘slugger’.

Wow!

There was no dust due to the heavy rain. However, because he pounded the ground with a force stronger than that of most trolls, a small tremor spread.

“… … Nimmi. “Is that a person?”

Fritz, the ponytail-haired mercenary, felt a faint vibration and licked his lower lip. He tied the chain that hung his iron ball into three large knots. The length of the iron rim was adjusted.

After finishing his work, Fritz extended his hand to a mercenary standing behind him.

“Hey, give me some flame flower oil.”

“I already wrote everything in the back?”

“I saw you secretly taking one, you new kid.”

“Chae, what are you taking care of?”

“damn. “Give it to me quickly before I crush your shitty nose, you bone bastard.”

The skinny mercenary muttered something and took out a copper bottle the size of his fist.

Fritz grabbed the bottle, uncorked it in one go, and sprayed it onto the iron ball of the flail.

“Is it even possible for a wizard to use all this good stuff alone?”

“Damn. “If you use it, can you imitate something like that?”

Esanna, a mercenary with braided hair, sneered and pointed backwards.

That moment,

“Lum-fere!”

A large fireball exploded at the bottom of the hill, accompanied by a crackling voice.

Then, followed by cloudy steam, a huge pillar of fire rose up. Thanks to the fire oil being sprinkled at the bottom of the hill in advance, the pillar of fire burned large and fierce.

“Keeeeek-!”

Dozens of low-level vampires crawling up the hill were immediately engulfed in flames. Those who fell forward were writhing in pain and screaming horribly.

The ‘Blonde Purifier’, who was looking down at them, quickly chanted a spell and extended his wand. Under her command, acrid smoke and cloudy vapor split or coalesced here and there.

What was created was a light green blade of wind. The blades were instantly torn into six or seven pieces and shot out with a ‘snap’ sound.

The vampires who were climbing the gentle slope were torn apart by the harsh wind and fell backwards or rolled violently down the hill.

The cutting wind itself was not very powerful. However, every time the wand rotated a couple of times, four or five lines of sharp wind poured out, and as a result, the vampires who were climbing the hill lost limbs or fell into the fire pit with their stomachs and chests split open.

Ellen, who swept down the ramp, replenished some mana through the crystal ball and began shooting fireballs.

The fireballs flew a long distance in a gentle curve, multiplying in size dozens of times each time they hit the ground, and engulfed more than twenty of Tenvierma’s family members.

Because the rain was still heavy, the fire did not spread easily. However, if the first fireball evaporated the water, the second fireball would create a quite fierce fire pond.

Thanks to the activities of the trio, who were gaining fame on the continent, the mercenaries’ morale rose and they shouted with all their might.

“come! “Kill them all!”

“Lord of light!”

The first to jump out was Fritz, the ponytail.

“Fritz is here! “Come on, you bastards who will eat their own mother!”

He swung a silver-coated short sword with his left hand and a shortened iron sword with his right hand.

The iron ball of the iron flail, coated with flame flower oil and spitting out fierce flames, instantly broke the head of the vampire that attacked from the front.

“Ki haaa-”

Fritz was screaming and making a mess.

The metal blade swung to a certain beat bounced back and forth among the vampires, breaking heads and shoulders. Occasionally, I stabbed a person who came close with a silver-plated short sword.

“Hey, that bastard!”

“He’s running out alone again! “Follow me!”

Led by Fritz, who was rampaging like a madman, the mercenaries fiercely charged towards the low-class vampires.