My Demons - Chapter 242



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My Villains Episode 242

49. Visitors (5)

When I heard that an army was approaching, I immediately ran to the castle gate.

When I climbed the gate tower and looked out over the field, I saw that the army with the king’s flag was approaching this way.

“Look at that flag. “The king himself didn’t come, right?”

“Do you think the old man who works today and tomorrow would have come this far? “The king’s rider must have arrived.”

I left behind the whispering mercenaries gathered to my left and took another look at the army the king had sent.

“Hmm.”

A rough estimate showed that the army numbered about 300 people.

At the end, there were carts following them, and judging from their behavior, it looked like they had not formed a separate supply unit, but were carrying main merchants.

In front of the main merchants, a line of soldiers followed. Flags embroidered with all kinds of colorful emblems, including a black stag, water droplets, three swords, blue wisteria flowers, and a crow, waved above the heads of the elite soldiers.

There seemed to be about 150 spearmen and 50 archers, and all of them were well armed with high-quality weapons, chain armor, and iron helmets. The oiled armor gleamed like new, and even the sword worn as a secondary weapon seemed worth a lot of money.

The next thing I saw was a black flag with a white ring cross embroidered on it. The king sent priests from Gwangmyeong Church.

The members included two priests in robes, two monks in robes, and four people who appeared to be servants.

Guarding by their side were six cathedral knights. The heavy plate armor and pure white surcoat with a ring cross engraved on it were very impressive.

And lastly, lined up at the head of the army were cavalrymen in dazzling attire.

When I saw those cavalrymen, I was lost in reminiscence for a moment.

It was while staying at South Harbor. At that time, I killed ‘Robber Baron Albianne’ and stole his black plate armor to wear.

The item wasn’t ‘genuine’ either, but compared to the flimsy plate armor or chain armor, the reliability was overwhelming, so I was quite satisfied.

Then, the ‘giant’ Lord Ankir lent me his plate armor. He said, try to experience the right product once.

How I felt when I wore Lord Ankir’s armor, that is, the plated gold armor from the ‘Royal Dormena Armor Workshop’… … .

It was truly a shock.

It was also a moment when I realized again why plate armor is called ‘the ultimate in metallurgy, armor making, and enchantment.’

First of all, I was shocked by the fit.

Surprisingly, the heat-treated sheet metal was not that heavy. In addition, because of the weight reduction spell engraved on it, the weight of the entire armor was only about 15 kilos at most.

In addition, it felt lighter because the load was distributed evenly throughout the entire body rather than being concentrated only on the shoulders like chain armor, and the joints were made so elaborately that there were no restrictions on movement.

There was even a vision expansion spell engraved on the helmet, so I couldn’t feel any discomfort even when looking through the small gap in the face armor.

Wearing such an item on the body of a superhuman called Poynix, I felt almost no discomfort. At best, it felt like I was wearing a lightweight long padding.

In addition to the excellent fit, the protective power, which is the original performance of the armor, was also excellent.

Unless it is a bow or crossbow with quite high tension, it cannot even make a scratch on the curved plate, and it easily bounces off a spear knife wielded by a merchant. So, except in special cases, there is no reason to carry a shield.

In short, proper plate armor was better than expected.

Dozens of such precious items were lined up in front of the castle village of Modos.

“… … “How many people is that?”

“I don’t know. I think it’s about fifty or sixty

place.”

“X-Pal, what are you doing making the knights do that?

“You brought a lot with you, right?”

“Do you understand it’s me? But, is that all a lie? “Didn’t they just put armor on the soldiers?”

As the mercenaries talked with tense faces, most of the 60 or so cavalry were wearing plate armor. Just looking at it, it was not a replica made by some idiot, but a proper plate armor.

It was quite intimidating to see dozens of people lined up wearing such things. At first glance, it really seems like dozens of drivers have come.

Where did they get so many precious items? As I was thinking and looking at the troops, Ellen, who was next to her, suddenly opened her mouth.

“There are wizards too.”

“Wizard? how much?”

“Well, four people. “Two of them are of quite high standard.”

I followed his gaze and looked among the cavalrymen,

“……eww ”

“r nose •

It was not easy to feel the wizard’s presence as dozens of plate armors were emitting mana minutely. Unless they were radiating mana to reveal their presence, it would have been difficult to detect the wizard as sensitively as Ellen.

“What does it mean to have a high standard?”

“hmm… … . “I don’t know what kind of spells he will handle, but in terms of the quality and quantity of magical power, he is on a similar level to or better than the palace masters.”

You mean the master level of La-Palais Palace?

The person who struck me with lightning in Longville was also the master of the palace. So, a master level means that he is a sufficiently threatening level wizard.

“It’s too much.”

These were the words of Ute Kwai, who was quietly crossing his arms.

“There is clearly an intention in sending a large number of troops. I don’t know the intention, but I need to be nervous. “The tip of that spear could be pointed at us.”

“Well, that could be true, but… …

I scratched my eyebrows and continued.

“Now that Count Mattianver is dead, aren’t they trying to eat this province? “I don’t think they’ll suddenly turn against us.”

“You don’t know that.” This time it was Hayla. She stroked her windblown hair and looked down at the King’s army.

“There are a lot of knights and heavy cavalry, but the number of infantry is too small for the purpose of pacifying the Guy Stoll region.”

“is it?”

“Since the entire province has been devastated, they may be trying to regain control step by step by seizing control with a small number of elite troops.”

Heyla stopped speaking and glanced at the flag at the head of the army.

It looks like a lion wearing a crown standing on its hind legs. It was the king’s flag.

Behind them, flags that looked exactly like the flags that had been raised among the soldiers were fluttering back and forth, as if competing for order.

A black stag with branch-like horns.

Blue wisteria flowers hanging from above and crows flying below.

Three swords lying across from each other in the shape of a water drop in the center and supporting it.

“Honkel, Colmaros, Newburgh. “They are the king’s standard bearers.”

‘The King’s Riders’.

This refers to barons who are direct vassals of the king. Three of the sixteen barons representing the king’s personal forces came here to Modos.

Hayla’s speculation continued.

“I heard that horsemen often act as agents of the king. “Among the riders leading that army, there will be a coroner or magistrate of Lionel III.”

“Vice-governor or magistrate?”

“If it is revealed that Count Martianver was a vampire, this count’s title will be extinguished, regardless of the order of inheritance. The territory returns to the lord Lionel III.”

“It means it will become a territory directly under the king’s control.”

“that’s right.”

Finally, the army arrived in front of the castle gate. Hayla caught a glimpse of a four-year-old horse running out this way, and turned to look at me.

“I will make you suggestions or threats. “You can do both.”

“Suggestion or threat… …

“When you receive an offer, don’t respond right away, but take your time. “If you are threatened, pretend to give in.”

“Hmm.”

As I was about to answer, one of those who jumped forward shouted in this direction.

“Who is the knight, Sir Phoenics!”

Because he was wearing a full helmet, I couldn’t see his face, but judging by his deep voice, he seemed to be in his early to mid 40s.

The sturdy middle-aged man was wearing stylish plate armor and a helmet decorated with deer antlers.

… … How familiar is that deer antler decoration?

I tilted my head for a moment and then raised my voice.

“I am Phoenix!”

The deer-horned knight looked up at me and shouted again.

“Your appearance is different from the rumors!”

“Despite what the rumors say, I am Poy Nyx! who are you!”

“Hmm,” the driver paused, then revealed his identity.

“This is Baron Nomen, head of House Honkel and third standard-bearer of His Majesty King Lionel III!”

Lionel III, the owner of the kingdom, naturally has countless powerful knights.

Among them, if one were to name the most famous, the names of Lord Calliora, the ‘kingdom’s greatest knight’, and Baron Geisel, ‘the Thunderbolt Sword’, the king’s first rider, would come up.

Although he was inferior to those two, Baron Inomen, who was now coming forward, was also quite famous.

“Inomen? ‘Steel Hoof’ Innomen?”

“That’s right, I’ve heard of it.”

As if to prove its reputation, the mercenaries and vigilantes lining the castle walls began to murmur.

Baron Innomen, the knight of the staghorn, pulled the reins, glanced at the castle walls for a moment, and then continued speaking.

“I have been appointed as the magistrate of Gistol Province by order of His Majesty the King! If you are a knight of the kingdom, open the castle gate and obey the king’s orders!”

The words were close to commands, but there was no choice. You can’t fight an army sent by the king just because you don’t like it.

“Open.”

At my nod, the dervish acting as the gatekeeper gave an order to the vigilantes, and soon the drawbridge and the bars began to move.

When the drawbridge was completely lowered, those who took the lead, including Baron Innomen, drove their horses at a full pace and entered the castle gate, and the rest of the army also resumed their movement.

I watched them and then went down from the gatehouse to greet them.

Ellen, Utequoi, and Hayla were sent to the guildhall. It was foolish to present a falsely accused sorcerer, a barbarian from the steppe, and a princess from a gnashing family to the king’s bannermen.

“… … her.”

Baron Innomen, who had entered Modos with the other riders, sighed when he saw me.

“Are you really Lord Phoenix?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“is it… …

He said, ‘You’re young. ‘You’re very young,’ he muttered and got off the horse. Then he took off his deer antler helmet and handed it to a cavalryman who followed him.

The baron who revealed his face was a middle-aged man with the look of a field officer rather than an aristocrat. When I looked at him up close, I noticed that he was rather sluggish, so I thought he was a knight of high reputation.

“There is a rumor that your swordsmanship is comparable to Lord Kalliora’s. “It’s nice to meet such a renowned knight.”

Baron Inomen said so and extended his hand to shake my hand.

A nobleman asking to shake hands. Unlike the stubborn attitude he showed in front of the castle gate, his attitude was informal.

“hmm. Nice to meet you, Baron.”

“I heard a rumor. “You have done a great service to His Majesty the King.”

Just as I was making an awkward expression, a slender knight riding a horse appeared behind the baron and suddenly asked a question in a nervous voice.

“Where are you staying?”

“yes?”

“This is where we will stay.”

I was momentarily taken aback because the driver’s voice was that of a woman, but I quickly put on a disgruntled expression and asked her back.

“Who are you?”

“… … “Are you still asking that question after seeing this?”

The driver pointed to my chest. The surcoat worn over the plate armor had large drawings of wisteria flowers and crows.

I stood there blankly and asked, ‘What is that?’ He gave me an expression saying,

“under.”

She let out a small laugh and took off her helmet. Her dark throbbing head, her sword, and her pretty face were revealed.

“This is Shaenna, the head of Colmaros. His Majesty the King’s eighth base. He is one of the three magistrates who will rule on behalf of His Majesty until the province is stabilized. Is it okay now?”

… … what the. I thought he was some kind of duke or earl because of his weight, but was he a baron?

“I see.”

Ignoring Baron Shaenna’s stinging eyes, I snapped my fingers and called. The quick-witted Cole must have anticipated his mission and approached me, dragging a brown horse he had captured a few days ago.

“This guy will guide you to the store. “It’s a decent building, and there are a lot of empty houses nearby, so the soldiers can be stationed there.” She glared at me for a moment, then pulled the reins and turned her horse’s head.

Kol quickly got on his horse and bowed his head to me. Then he took the reins and began to lead the way ahead of Baron Shaenna. Her horseman, probably a Baron of the House of Newburgh, with a drop of water and three swords carved on his shoulder, rode her horse after her without her speaking.

Baron Innomen burst into laughter as he looked at their backs.

“You understand. “Baron Shaenna recently lost her beloved family.”

“… … “You mean family?”

“I see. “It was an article called ‘Monad.’”

Knight monad? It’s a name I’ve heard before somewhere.

When I made a calm expression, Baron Innomen smiled bitterly.

“Well, maybe you don’t remember.”

“Remember? “Do I know someone?”

“maybe. “Lord Monad was under Count Tristan.”

“Count Tristan… … ? ah.”

Now I remember who Monad is.

This was when Doyle, the second son of Count Tristan, brought his army to Longville.

To gain momentum, Sir Langbolt challenged the opposing camp to a duel, and a knight lost his life to Sir Langbolt’s sword. The knight introduced himself,

“A knight, heir to the Balpur family, Monad.”

“That’s right. “He is Baron Shaenna’s maternal cousin.”

Ha, this is it. What a mischievous fate.

As I scratched my eyebrows with a wry smile, Baron Innomen smiled and asked the question again.

“So, do you remember Sir ‘Archie’?”

“… … arch? “It seems like a name I’ve never heard before.”

“Right. But you probably remember the shape of our family’s helmet, right?”

He pointed to his helmet held by the squire. Familiar deer antler decoration.

“… … Now that I think about it, I think I’ve seen a helmet with a similar shape on the battlefield in Longville.”

“Yes, I guess so.”

Baron Innomen smiled.

“My son was there.”

“••••••yes?”

“Arch of Honkel. “It’s my second son’s name.”

“You’d be surprised to know how many letters he wrote to me after that battle, and how many of them had the name Phoenix written on them.”

Seeing the Baron giggling, I burst into laughter.

It’s been less than a year since I fell into this world, but I feel like I’ve built up a lot of bad relationships.