My Demons - Chapter 245



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My Villains Episode 245

49. Visitors (8)

An undead army targeting a holy place.

I never imagined that my bad relationship with Luke would have such an impact. Also, I did not expect that the situation at Seteniora Monastery would become this urgent.

okay. I was complacent.

“••••••Keuung.”

As I drooled and washed my face dry, the people sitting around the table looked at me with confused expressions.

“Why are you doing this, Sir? Is there something wrong?”

“uh.”

In response to Eson’s blunt question, I nodded my head in response with a sigh.

“As I said before, the Monastery of Seteniora is one of the places we must stop by. It’s a situation where an undead army is flocking to such a place. “Of course there would be a problem, right?”

“Are you talking about the way to Prince Ulkar?”

“okay.”

The goal I set after solving all the problems here was to somehow solve Chapter 5 and then stick close to Prince Ulkar and keep an eye on him.

The reason was simple. The boss of Chapter 6 is ‘Ulkar, the King of Slaughter.’

If Prince Ulkar shows signs of becoming a murderous king according to the game scenario, you can kill him before he gains strength. If the scenario is not distorted and corrupted, you can observe the situation later and borrow the power of Prince Ulkar.

It would require some pretty elaborate detailed plans, but the overall framework went something like this.

“There is no need to stop by the Seteniora Monastery. “You just have to go around to Unfast.”

“Alternatively, you can watch the movements of the undead and pass by when they retreat to the road plateau or Blade Bay (W).”

Veteran Conwyer and Archer Cole offered their opinions, but I shook my head.

“The reason I wanted to stop by Seteniora Monastery wasn’t because it was the shortest route to the western highlands.”

“then… … ?”

“We need the saint’s help and foresight.”

In a world where all kinds of mysteries, including magic, run rampant, foresight is also a real super ability. The saint with this ability, ‘Abel’, was an important NPC who served as a guidepost in the game.

Of course, it will be a little different in reality.

Saint Abel was an old man over seventy years old, so it would not be easy for him to travel with him, and he would not be a parrot who kept repeating the same words.

However, he definitely has foresight and may be able to provide much more diverse help than in the game.

I steeled myself and glanced back at Ellen.

“Perhaps it can help us track down the Dark Knight. “There’s no way the gospel wouldn’t come down to such a dangerous guy.”

“O ugh”

“So, let’s first rescue the saint from the Seteniora Monastery.”

“And then?”

“You can find a boat at Vitian or Auduenne port and return to Tirin Mel. In fact, you might be able to save more time on your schedule. how is it?”

“You want to go to the sea?”

Ellen paused for a moment, her complexion darkening slightly, then her light pink lips twitched.

“… … Fishman, did you hear?” “Fishman? “I heard that the southwestern coast was conquered by a fleet from Eyland.”

“Well, I guess he was so frightened by the big ship that he ran away to the bottom of the sea. “If the fishmen decide to run away, even a decent fleet won’t be able to chase them.”

“Eyland’s fleet,”

Hayla clicked, put down the teacup and opened her mouth.

“It’s not quite a fleet. “Among them, the ‘Iron Fleet’ led by Count Akelle has no rival in the seas of Middle World.”

“Ha, really? Then why-”

Ellen, who was about to say something sarcastic and sarcastic, suddenly closed her mouth and looked at me. Well, it won’t be easy to criticize our family in front of me.

Out of consideration for Ellen, I pretended not to know.

“It’s no use talking about this now, so let’s decide then. “If the coastal conditions are good, get a boat, and if it’s dangerous, go down to South Harbor.”

“… … All the way to South Harbor?”

“huh. After a long time, let’s eat oat porridge and duck eggs at an inn in Baetgo-dong, visit the market and docks, and buy grilled fish. I also checked to see if the salt castle was still tilted. how is it?”

Now that I’m talking about it, it seems like it’s really okay?

Memories from South Harbor come flooding back. The owner of the inn in Batgo-dong, Ilton with a simple smile, and Grandpa Oreg with an eccentric personality… … .

And, Daria had a faint mint scent flowing from her arms.

I don’t know how you are doing. Now that I’m thinking about it, I’d like to write a letter.

“… … “What I’m saying now is of no use.”

” huh?”

“Let’s go and talk then. “Go then.”

Ellen mumbled, pulled a chair closer to the fireplace and fastened her cloak.

… … Is it cold? Well, it’s already December in just three days, so it might be cold.

Meanwhile, the mercenaries were watching each other.

Fortunately, he didn’t look anxious or dissatisfied. No matter how many rumors there are about the King of Death, our group has more powerful forces than we can imagine. The mercenaries know this well as they have fought together with each other’s backs.

“What are you looking at?”

Gidon, the crossbowman sitting in the corner, stood up and opened the Bible he was holding. And he pointed at a certain passage and shouted.

“Regulations 11:3! In front of the light that illuminates all things, do only what is just and good! It is a matter of seeking the gracious gift given by the Lord! “Why hesitate?” “That sounds like shit.” Fritz, who was sitting with his legs crossed, trembled and opened her mouth.

“How can that old man be a man given by the Lord? “He was chosen by Patriarch Neg.”

“You son of a bitch, you talk like a pure pagan!”

“… … Ha, pagan? “Is this bastard so crazy that he wants to lose?”

Fritz grinned viciously, but continued yelling without paying any attention.

“Yes, you blasphemous bastard! The Son proved that he received grace through a miracle! But how dare you-”

“What is that prophecy? “It’s truly a miracle to see the Hongui Bishops.”

“A wolf in sheep’s clothing, a light reflected in the clouds, a fool deceived by a false prophet!”

“what? “You bastard-”

When Fritz, whose face was turning red, stood up and attacked me, I approached him without any hesitation.

“… … “It’s sick, really.”

Utequai burst out laughing at my muttering, jumped up and approached the two guys who were about to grab him by the collar. Fritz and Gidon got along well and each got a blow on the ear and fell to the floor.

How long did it take for the conversation to end like that? As the mercenaries slowly dispersed, an unexpected visitor appeared.

“… … “Baron Innomen?”

“Lord Phoenix.”

The Baron smiled as easily as when we first met and offered to shake my hand.

“Is it just three days? Because I’m so busy, it’s the same

“Even though I was in Eul, I couldn’t meet him.”

I didn’t know how to react, so I smiled awkwardly, but Inomen didn’t care and continued to talk about his personal affairs.

“I heard it was the herb guild’s hall, but it doesn’t smell like herbs at all. “It only smells like metal and oil.”

“While running away, the warehouse was completely destroyed. So what was left was of low quality and small quantity.”

“Right. “How many people stay here?”

I roughly answered the Baron’s questions and led him to the guild leader’s office. It was because I had an intuition that I needed to be alone to get to the point.

As if his intuition was right, Inomen sat down at the table following my guidance and said a few rude words before lowering his voice.

“Aren’t you curious about our plans?”

“… … ‘Our’ plan?”

“okay. “It’s the plan of three people, a flag bearer and an administrator.”

I scratched my eyebrows for a moment and then came up with an answer.

“Aren’t you trying to occupy this place, the Gistol region? “Raio, no, on behalf of His Majesty the King.”

“that’s right. “That’s step one.”

“… …

“Does this mean there are also stages 2 and 3?”

What on earth is this guy talking about?

When I kept quiet, the Baron waved his hand.

“Just in case, don’t misunderstand. “Everything I say and suggest from now on is exactly in line with His Majesty the King’s will.”

“Do I have to say that again?”

Baron Inomen continued speaking clearly with a smile on his face.

“I am the standard-bearer of His Majesty King Lionel III. “The proposal I am making now is no different from His Majesty’s proposal.”

“I don’t understand why you’re saying this.”

“Ok, fine. Speak bluntly. “His Majesty wants a seventeenth rider.”

… … Seventeenth rider?

As I maintained a puzzled expression, the Baron added as if he was frustrated.

“Don’t say you don’t know what it means. “I have already heard of your cleverness and cunning at Longville.”

“… … therefore,”

I completed the question with a feeling of uncertainty.

“Are you asking me to become the king’s standard-bearer?”

“That’s accurate.”

“… … “I’m just a knight, right?”

“It will change the moment you accept the offer.”

The Baron chuckled and leaned back.

“Our second stage mission is to divide the County of Gistoll into four baronies.”

“… … “It means that we will increase the number of riders from the current number of 16 by four.”

“that’s right. You will become the lord of Modos, the most important location in the Gistol region. The quarries that produce the finest stones, the mountains full of animals to be skinned, the forests full of fruits, and the large and fertile farmlands will all be yours. By becoming a baron like me.”

“… … “Are you saying that His Majesty the King made this suggestion to me?”

The man, who had been whispering sweet nothings just a moment ago, started yelling.

“Uh-huh, what’s the offer? “Does it make sense for His Majesty the King to make an offer to a mere knight?”

“No, that’s not it… …

I scratched my head and then shot back in an annoyed tone.

“Isn’t it confusing because I’m trying to explain everything now and then? Please explain so I can understand.”

When I raised my voice, Baron Innomen smiled slightly, as if he had never been yelled at before.

“Yes? “What is there to explain?”

What, the ‘Knight of the Steel Hoofs’ is a complete asshole.

The Baron shrugged his shoulders and began to explain, contrary to his words.

“You are the best among the knights who have made a name for themselves in the past five years. “In addition to reputation and skills, I have also accumulated quite a bit of practical merit.”

“Actual merit?”

“Should I tell you? In South Harbor, they quelled chaos and repelled foreign enemies, and in Longville, they unclogged trade routes and stabilized the economy of the south-central part of the kingdom. And didn’t they punish the impious great lord here? “What explanation is needed for giving you land and making me a vassal?”

Seeing Baron Innomen telling an obvious story, he sighed openly and scratched his eyebrows.

“It’s not that kind of problem.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“Baron, don’t pretend not to know. “I was originally just a wandering mercenary, but I was made a knight by Prince Ulkar.”

The Baron said, ‘What? whatever?’ He shrugged his shoulders with an expression on his face.

“It is not impossible to give a title to a traitor who has made a meritorious contribution and make him a direct subordinate.”

“But it’s rare.”

“Giving a title to a vassal of a feudal lord is

Because it can be a source of conflict. But Prince Ulkar is His Majesty’s son. “What is the problem?”

The Baron stroked his mustache and twirled.

That’s very pretentious.

When I closed my mouth and stared, he made a hissing sound and sighed.

“Well, that’s good. “Speak more honestly.” Baron Inomen, with his paws crossed, began to speak with a serious expression without a smile.

“His Majesty feels great anxiety over Prince Ulkar’s power.”

“It’s natural. The prince, the third heir in line, commands thousands of troops and is envied by the people. Moreover, these days, not only lower nobles but also some border lords implicitly support him.”

The middle-aged lord washed his face and covered his tired face.

“It has become difficult for His Majesty the King to do anything. “Prince Ulkar built up his power with his bare hands, so he has no justification other than to steal something.”

I leaned against the backrest with my arms crossed. Then, after a brief pause, he opened his mouth.

“Honestly, I think that’s a bit of an overreaction.”

“… … “Overreaction?”

“Although the prince’s power is quite large, it is at best the level of a great lord. Moreover, the seven great nobles of the kingdom hate him. “Prince Ulkar knows very well how foolish it would be to start a rebellion unless he gets hit in the head with a gun, or even an arrow.”

“Phew.”

Baron Inomen sneered, making a deflated sound. His attitude is that he cannot agree at all.

“Six years ago, I was there.”

“… … “There?”

“Thousand Days War. “This is the same temple where the seven great nobles dared to point their swords at His Majesty the King.”

Oh right. Baron Innomen is the king’s standard bearer. Then, of course, he would have been one of the main players in the Thousand Day War.

“You’ve probably met me too, right? “Viscount Mallory, no, the Baron.”

“… … yes.”

“He was an outstanding military commander. “Our Geunwang faction has never been able to defeat the army he commands.”

The Baron continued speaking, slumping in his chair.

“Until His Highness Prince Ulkar shows up.”

“At that time, he brought with him several of his men… … . Yes, there were four knights and one commander of the uprising army. Langbolt, Ancir, Lyam, Ariad, Hülter. “There were a few more squires and guards, but there were less than ten of them.”

… … Commander of the uprising army? Who are you talking about?

“We sixteen horsemen accepted the prince’s command with a feeling of desperation. “I won two rounds, and the war is over.”

The Baron let out a long sigh.

“I still remember it. The severed heads of the Duke of Wevelter and the Margrave of Prix. “No one could have imagined that they would end up like that.” Eyes sparkled between the long sword marks and the intersecting wrinkles.

“Did you say it was an overreaction? you’re welcome.”

“If I were your Majesty, I would have raised all the armies in the kingdom to put an end to that monster. “It was a long time ago.”

It’s a monster.

It was the first time anyone had called Prince Ulkar that way. In this world.

As I quietly swallowed dry saliva, Baron Nomen spoke in a cold voice.

“His Majesty the King cannot bear to do so because of his affection for Queen Besen, but it is different for His Royal Highness Crown Prince Zacharis.”

“… … What if it’s different?”

“It means that as soon as he ascends the throne, we will raise tens of thousands of troops and erase him from the world.”

The Baron put on his gloves, stood up, and smiled brightly.

“I will give you enough time to think about it, so please make the right decision.”

“For you and your colleagues.”