My Demons - Chapter 203



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My Villains Episode 203

45. Into the fog (3)

As I was looking at the falling fog, I suddenly traced back memories of my past life, that is, Kim Seung-su.

There was a town called ‘Uncheon’ near where I served in the military.

The neighborhood used to have heavy fog in the mornings and evenings around early spring or late fall.

As the name suggests, clouds form the river, it really felt like clouds had settled on the ground. To exaggerate a bit, I said I couldn’t even see 20 steps in front of me.

So, when looking down from the top of the mountain, it seemed as if the water fog rising from the surrounding lake and the mountain fog hanging over the peak were flowing and gathering into the village.

It is much worse now than then.

Just by standing still, the hem of the cloak became damp, and only the blurry silhouettes of those standing about ten steps away were visible.

The dense forest was still asleep because the sun had just broken through the horizon and cast only pale light.

… … Can such severe fog occur naturally? I think the sea fog (sea W) in the middle of the sea will be less than this.

As I was thinking that, someone fell silently from the spruce tree next to me.

“how is it’?”

The person who landed silently next to me was a woman with short black hair and a youthful face. The guy said, ‘Eh,’ and answered with an ambiguous expression.

“Weird.”

“what?”

“There is nothing to see or hear. “It’s not really fog, it’s like a wall.”

“O ugh”

—”S”.

Mungchi’s expression was not very good, as if he was a bit uncomfortable with this fog.

Well, actually, I felt an ominous feeling that was hard to describe. I don’t know if it’s because of this thick fog, the battle with Tenvierma’s people, or the sudden twist in the scenario.

“Could it be magic?”

“I’m not sure, but”

Ellen, who had just been sitting on a tree stump and catching her breath, came over here.

“It’s probably not magic. “I don’t feel any suspicious flow of magic power or artificial alteration.”

“… … But, ‘probably’? “I guess you’re not sure?”

“Because the magician may be at a much higher level than me. “Of course, that’s very unlikely.”

As I was about to lose myself in thought again, I heard a voice coming from the direction of the Oresssa Bar, which was half destroyed by the vampires flocking in like a pack of dogs.

“Phoenix! “Come and see this.”

It was Ute Kwai.

“why? “What’s going on?”

“There are no vampires!”

“••••••what?”

What kind of bullshit is that again?

I scratched my eyebrows and then looked back at Ellen and Munchi.

“I’m taking a break and meditating. “Moongchi, you are next to Ellen.”

As I turned around and entered the tavern, the first thing I noticed was Gidon, the crossbowman holding a rosary and praying.

“Lord of justice and mercy, bring light and order to this world full of dust and evil deeds.

Rishi Hobgo-”

After passing him and the other mercenaries, I asked Utequai, who was looking serious inside the tavern.

“There are no vampires?”

“That vampire girl. has disappeared.”

The vampire woman he was referring to was Tenby Erma’s third wife. This is Topelin, a beautiful girl wearing a blue coat over a pure white dress.

“What are you talking about? “Why is he disappearing?”

“Look here, Sir.”

Veteran Confidant knelt on one knee on the floor and pointed somewhere. The building tilted and the roof sank down, leaving several iron stakes stuck in the area where it met the floor.

“This is where that accursed bitch was lying, but now she’s nowhere to be found.”

Just before being attacked by Tenviarma’s descendants, Topelin was abandoned. Her crossbow was unable to protect her as she escaped from her tavern, as her crossbow was driving the iron stake too hard into her.

“Nothing works.” As I muttered that and sighed deeply, chubby Eson, who was standing nearby, scratched his cheek and opened his mouth.

“He probably couldn’t escape.”

“Shall we?”

“Yes, Nari. There were four consecrated iron stakes stuck in it. Even the hair branches had been cut off.”

Umberta, a female swordsman from the Crescent Islands, seemed to agree with Esson’s opinion.

“Since he was already so weak, wouldn’t he have been crushed by the collapsed roof and perished?”

“Hmm, well… …

Well, that could be possible. I have already experienced enough, and I have seen with my own eyes that vampires do not leave even a trace, let alone a corpse, when they die.

After a short thought, I shouted outside the bar.

“Steedman, Esanna-! “Bring Kelsenne!”

From the fog outside the tavern, a tight-lipped Steedman and Esanna with braided hair appeared, dragging their tails in black clothes.

Tenby Erma’s first wife, Kelsene, who originally boasted an alluring appearance, had a gray complexion and a haggard appearance. A silver sword was stuck in her neck and chest.

The two mercenaries made Kelsene kneel in front of me. I quietly looked down at her and snatched her short silver sword from her neck. A little of her smoke came out of her wound as the blade scraped against her bone and flesh as it came out.

“Hehehe, keheuk, keek-!”

Kelsenne coughed bitterly and smoke spewed out from the wounds in her mouth and throat.

I looked at the silver sword pulled from her neck and spoke to the surrounding mercenaries.

“Tenby, no, Count Mattianver or Lord Nitervelam’s three brides are completely different from the low-level vampires who attacked them like a pack of dogs earlier.”

“What do you mean it’s different?”

“So to speak, a higher level vampire. Look at this. “You’re alive and well even with a silver sword stuck in your neck and chest.”

Crossbowman Gidon quickly intervened in my words.

“Sir, vampires have no life. So, it is not ‘alive’ but simply ‘existent’-”

“Is that important now?”

Fritz, the head of a horse spitting phlegm on the floor, frowned and hit Gidon.

“The important thing now is that there is a vampire who will not fall behind even if you have a silver sword stuck in his head. “You idiot.”

“Fritz, I wasn’t talking to you, so shut up. “If your mouth is itchy, go and suck some milk.”

“… … “What a piece of shit.”

Haha, these bastards.

I cursed under my breath and warned the two mercenaries.

“Giddon, Fritz. Both of you shut your mouths. “Don’t make a fuss for no reason.”

When the two mercenaries who were growling at each other suddenly closed their mouths, I added a word to Fritz.

“And what did I say if you spit indoors?”

“… … uh,”

Fritz moistened his dry lips and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

“Well, isn’t it a bit much to call it indoors now? “It’s such a mess.”

While talking like that, he seemed to be touching the dirt, wooden boards, and silver grass on the floor with his feet.

Meanwhile, when I gave him a quick look, Fritz’s face turned a little white and he collapsed into a corner.

“Anyway, I don’t think Topelin would have died this easily. This is even more so considering the vitality that was able to somehow regenerate the body even after its head was cut off by Hrunting.” Crossbowman Gidon twitched at the expression ‘vital force’ I mentioned, but he seemed to notice me and didn’t say anything.

“It’s strange that the vampires suddenly retreated.”

The person with that calm voice was none other than Hayla.

“Do you think it’s strange?”

“The hierarchy and command system within the vampire clan is stricter than you can imagine.”

Hayla had already pulled up a good chair and was sitting there, looking relaxed even after going through a series of situations. He crossed his legs and looked at me the same way as usual.

“Old knight, if Sir Nitervelam was the master of the vampire clan just now, then only Sir Nitervelam can disperse the clans that were drawn by his voice.”

“That guy is dead.”

“okay. Since you killed him, a successor or something may have appeared and he may have become the master of the blood family.”

Hayla said that and looked away. The vampire, who had stopped coughing and was catching her breath, was startled by her gaze and trembled her shoulders.

“What do you think, Kelsen?”

In response to Heyla’s delicate question, Kelsen swallowed dry saliva with a stern expression on his face.

Unlike the ones she slaughtered earlier, she was a fairly high-class vampire and looked exactly like a human. She not only resembled her on the outside, but even things like her breathing and facial expressions.

… … Well, you probably think the same thing.

I took a step closer to the hesitant Kelsene and spoke in a whisper.

“Don’t roll your head and tell me the truth.”

“Is there a reason why I should do that?”

“Why should I?”

I burst out laughing.

“Of course there is.”

With those words, I stabbed her in the eye with the dagger I pulled from Kelsene’s neck.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk-!”

Ignoring the tearing screams, I continued to move the dagger. Deep, long blood lines were drawn across Kelsenne’s shoulders, her forearms, and her thighs, her smoke rising.

“Stop, *AGH* Stop, please!”

As a high-class vampire, she had strong vitality and considerable strength.

However, there was no way he could use his strength properly with a silver sword stuck in the middle of his chest and his entire body damaged.

In the end, Kelsenne could only scream helplessly, her shoulders being pressed down by Steedman and Esanna.

“Stop, it hurts, *ugh* it hurts, please stop, give it to me… …

A mature and noble beauty begged with drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. Even though she knew that she had preserved her beauty and youth by eating countless humans, she suddenly felt pity for her.

But fortunately, the sense of crisis weighing on my heart outweighed my sympathy. Even if I was deceived by his appearance and showed him mercy, the thought that I might ruin the already twisted scenario even further weighed down my sympathy.

“Okay, it’s getting better.”

“yes yes… … ?”

“What a polite way of speaking. Do you like it.” At my gentle tone, Kelsenne dropped her chin and bowed her head.

“Okay, well, *sigh* Now, stop. You’re so sick, *sigh* I feel like I’m going to die-”

Acrid smoke rose up the back of my white neck. Dark red bodily fluid and something white ran down the bridge of my proud nose and down my larynx.

“……eww ”

丁he •

Unfortunately, her appearance awakened something dormant in me. It was something dangerous, I don’t know if it was Phoenix’s or Kim Seung-su’s.

“I don’t really like that.”

“••••••yes?”

“Instead of ‘It hurts so much, I feel like I’m going to die,’ try saying something else. A little, um… … . “Something new and original.”

“Well, what do you mean-”

The stupid question was immediately cut off.

Kelsene screamed as she became lighter, and I hummed and continued my work. The beauty and her melodious voice tasted very good.

The reactions of the other mercenaries were also quite good.

Steedman, who continues to hold on to Kelsene with a pale complexion, Esson muttering that he is crazy, Esanna backing away while spitting out a northern dialect, Gidon reciting a prayer with eyes full of respect, confused for the first time. Confire showing an expression, Fritz laughing and sticking out his tongue, Simos trembling his chin and touching the invisible inverted pentagram engraved on his forehead, Umberta looking at me with a somewhat greedy gaze… … .

Part of me wanted to call everyone from outside, including the mummy, Kol, the dervish, the charcoal maker and his wife, the Oressa tavern family, and the merchants from the west.

That won’t work. Because I don’t want Ellen and Mungchi to see me like this.

“Ugh, turn it off, turn it off-”

As the work reached its peak, a thick hand grabbed my shoulder. When I turned around, I saw Ute Kwai staring at me.

“This is enough.”

“… … Uh, okay. “I guess so.”

Damn it, those hollow stares make me feel embarrassed for no reason… … .

After getting enough information from Kelsen, who was spouting everything he knew, we left the crumbling tavern.