My Demons - Chapter 79



Only Krnovel

My Villains Episode 079

21. Moonless night (2)

Lord Ariad’s squire, Acer, led me to the road between the square and the Salt Castle. It was around this time that I passed through a deserted alley and reached a dark pier.

“This way.”

I walked along, following the faint voice. Several soldiers were holding their breath in the shadow of the lighthouse, which stood firm despite the earthquake.

•••What, just seven people? Is this the end?

Just as I was thinking this, I noticed two men sitting behind the soldiers.

“You’re here.”

The man who got up from the wooden box was wearing a dark blue satin cape. The face revealed in the faint starlight was something I didn’t expect.

“Lord Langbolt? What is going on here… .”

“There was a request from Lord Ariad. “If blood is shed on a moonless night, how can a knight remain silent?”

Sir Langbolt, who had adjusted his gauntlets, rested his wrist on the rapier’s pummel hanging at his waist.

“Running through a field in the dark has a lot of charm, but… . “Appreciating the stars reflected in the sea is several times more wonderful.”

•••Is this guy drunk from the night breeze? What nonsense are you talking about?

Well, anyway, it’s reassuring. Anyway, this person is a famous person in Milanol Kingdom. The servant he brought in was also a little young, but his eyes were alive.

“But you can’t actually see Sir Ariad?”

It was Acer who answered my question.

“It will be near the gate. “You are in command of the militia.”

“castle gate? “Why at the gate?”

“Because the insiders may be in cahoots with the magic bandits.” “••.Ah, is it really possible to do something like that without going crazy?”

“Everyone does crazy things when they are cornered. “The possibility is small, but the risk is high, so it’s better to be prepared.”

After Acer finished explaining, one of the soldiers was a man wearing a hood… Uh, is that the sergeant I saw during the day? Anyway, he asked the man.

“Mr. Gilbert, could you explain the situation?”

Gilbert, a sergeant wearing chainmail, was carrying a small shield and a sharp war axe.

He yawned and nodded at Acer’s request. Even though he is about to fight, his face shows no signs of tension.

“Following Lord Ariad’s instructions, I deployed soldiers to other routes and brightly lit torches.”

I wondered why there were so few soldiers, but it seemed like they were blocking another route. I think it’s an ulterior motive to draw the insider in here… .

As Gilbert said this, he pointed to the street stalls that started from the dock.

“All the wanderers have been called in for the past hour, so this area is no different from a no-man’s land.”

Because all the merchants had evacuated and the night view tower had collapsed, it was a dark street without a single ray of light.

Come to think of it, the moon hasn’t even risen today. These are very good conditions for those who need to ambush. It would be good conditions for fugitives as well.

“Even if a battle breaks out, there will be no support.”

“Is it okay if we have a small number of people?”

“Because we can’t lift the siege. “If they throw the bait and escape in another direction, you’ll end up like a dog chasing a chicken.”

“With this many people, we won’t be able to completely block the road… .”

“Stop worrying. “There are bowmen up here.”

Following Gilbert’s gesture, I looked up at the lighthouse. Well, because the lights were off, there was nothing to see.

“furthermore… Here we have Sir Langbolt, the ‘Shouting Wave’, and his friend, the ‘Bloody Swordsman’. “There won’t be much risk.”

•••Hmm, things seem pretty good?

If you remember from the game, Uvar was the third pick in Chapter 2.

He’s an annoying guy who shows up with two henchmen and twenty henchmen. The level of difficulty is quite high as the player must deal with Uvar and all of his subordinates alone.

But things are very different now.

First of all, one of Uvar’s henchmen is already dead. Because ‘Hitman Poison’, an assassin who uses poison and daggers, was defeated by me and Ellen.

Since they killed a few members of the action team at that time, wouldn’t Uvar’s subordinates have been reduced a bit?

Besides, I’m not the only one dealing with the remaining guys. Because one of the most famous killers, or rather knights, in the kingdom is by my side, and there are also several soldiers.

If you do this well, you will be able to defeat Uvar quite easily.

As I was thinking about that, Acer added.

“Oh, but… .”

“however?”

“No matter who comes, the leader must be kept alive.”

•••What kind of bullshit is this?

“Lord Ariad said that not all of them will run away today. “If we want to completely root out the insiders, we have to catch the leader and eliminate the rest.”

Hmm, is this going to happen again?

Well, in the game, if you catch a mob, it drops a quest item, but in reality, that’s not the case, so it’s better to capture it alive. It may not be that easy, though.

After the explanation, I put my butt to the back of the lighthouse. It was a time of waiting.

Swoosh, bang.

The calm and monotonous sound of waves settled on my eyelids. Although it was a little humid, the night breeze was incredibly cool, and the moonless night wrapped the world comfortably.

Normally, I would be sound asleep, but strangely, my mind is clear.

No, it’s not clear. She keeps thinking of Ellen, who will be left alone, and for some reason she feels uneasy. My heart beats randomly.

“Hey, buddy.”

When I looked up, I saw Sergeant Gilbert, half-lying, holding out a leather canteen.

“It’s wine.”

When I took a sip, it seemed like it had a little bit of water in it, but the scent was good. It seems like my anxious mind is calming down a little.

Gilbert said jokingly as he returned the leather canteen.

“There’s no need to be like that.”

“••••••what?” “If they come, they will probably be escort mercenaries or gangsters at best. Lord Langbolt will wipe out that much by himself, so don’t be too scared, friend.”

… … Hmm, I guess he mistook my nervousness for nervousness.

There’s no need to bother. I just smiled quietly.

At that time, I heard something like a bird chirping from somewhere.

Beep, beep.

Then Gilbert, who was lying down, stood up, walked towards Sir Langboldt and whispered.

“Lord Langbolt, they are here.”

“at las.”

Sir Langbolt, who was looking toward the sea with his arms crossed, exposed his white teeth.

The other soldiers busily but silently prepared for battle. I also stretched once and then put on my chain hood and helmet.

Beep, beep.

The sergeant’s face hardened as he heard the birdsong that followed.

“… “They say there are about 40 people.”

“forty? No, where did that number of people come from?

This… As Acer opened his mouth, the sergeant cut him off.

“This is not the time to discuss such things. “I guess we should call all the soldiers around us.”

“There’s no need for that.”

“•••Lord Langbolt?”

Sir Langbolt had already drawn his rapier.

The shape of the sword he was holding was a little different from the rapier I had in mind. This means that it is not a thin, sharp object like an awl that is used in fencing competitions.

The sword Sir Langbolt was holding was about two finger widths wide and had a bluish edge on both sides. Even at first glance, it didn’t seem like a very light object.

When I think back to Lord Langbolt’s swordsmanship that I saw last time, the blade didn’t even seem to be bent.

He adjusted his grip on the knife and turned his head towards me.

“My lord compared your skills to that of the knights.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“It bothers me that I couldn’t give you a definite answer back then.”

•••So what?

When I looked puzzled, Sir Langbolt continued.

“This is a good opportunity. Would you like to fight a sword with me?”

“Competing, what is that all of a sudden…” .”

“Let’s compete to see who can cut down more enemies.”

You treat killing people like some kind of sports game. This is truly a knightly idea.

however… That doesn’t sound too bad. My heart, which had been pounding with anxiety and nervousness, beats with a new rhythm.

This… … During her school days, it was close to the palpitation she used to feel on her way out on a blind date.

Why am I like this?

“… … ah.”

Fighting with people, not undead or monsters.

It’s been quite a while.

“How is it?”

He nodded slightly towards Lord Langbolt, who asked the question with a smile on his face.

“Boss, something is strange.”

The man who was scanning the dockside and whispering was a bald man.

The man holding the large ax was wearing thick leather armor. Dozens of rugged men were walking around, wary of all directions.

“It’s very suspicious that all other roads are blocked and this road is empty.”

“Uhm… .”

The man next to the giant made a sound of pain.

He had a large knife mark on his face, and despite his dirty appearance, he was wearing a luxurious tunic.

Uvar, the man with the knife marks, narrowed his eyes for a moment, glanced at the dock and shook his head.

“We can’t back down since we’ve already sent the kids to the shipyard.”

“I would rather report to him.”

“•••Him?”

Uvar muttered like a growl and glared at the giant.

“Do you think that monster bitch will protect us? “Just shut up and follow me.”

The bald-headed giant, Ironborn, fell silent at Uvar’s threats.

‘Okay, if it’s just a trap, I’ll just sweep it all away.’

As Ironborn thought so, he suddenly remembered the man who was his rival.

Assassin Poison was Uvar’s sharp sword. There was no one better than Poison when it came to things like sticking a dagger down a traitor’s throat or poisoning a disobedient merchant.

Ironborn hated the assassin who was trusted more than himself, the leader of the action. When Poison was killed while trying to kill a mercenary, the Ironborn internally cheered.

However, I suddenly missed that enemy-like Poison.

‘He was a mean and cruel man. On a moonless night like this, I literally looked like a ghost.’

Ironborn, whose appetite became bitter, spat on the floor.

It was at that moment that the two Inyoung stopped the thugs.

The two men who emerged from the shadow of the lighthouse were unusual in appearance and size. That was why the gangsters stopped walking with nervous expressions.

“•••Who are you?”

Phoenix, armed with heavy armor and a shield, answered the question of the child Unborn, who stepped forward while dividing his men.

“I came to collect blood money.”

“•••what?”

“Pretend you don’t know anything. “If you set fire to a strict inn and killed people, shouldn’t you pay for your crime, you bastards?”

Only then did Ironborn realize the identity of his opponent and his expression hardened.

“You’re a bloody prosecutor. “How do we get here?”

“If you’re curious, you can throw away that hideous thing and surrender quietly. “I’ll answer your questions before you hang yourself and get sick of shit.”

“That son of a bitch,”

“Oh right. You will be beheaded, not hanged. Then, I’ll go find you before I run away. Okay?

The gangsters growled harshly at Poynix’s sarcasm.

Langboldt Ershor, the knight wearing a blue cloak, let out a chuckle as he watched the thugs gaining momentum while swearing quietly.

“Since you’ve made me excited, can I get started?”

“Oh, sure.”

“The big guy over there gets three shares, and the boss gets five shares.”

“great.”

As Phoenix and Langbolt chatted in a light tone, Uvar, who had been silent, suddenly ground his teeth.

There were only two opponents. There were nearly forty people here, and each one of them was a well-armed fighter.

“Why are you standing still, you foolish bastards? “Kill me!”

Before the shouting was over, Langbolt struck the player. He kicked the ground and leapt forward.

A distance of ten meters is erased in an instant.

Phew.

“Off,”

The extended blade stuck in the chest of an action member.

The blue cloak fluttered like a flower petal, and the flashing sword light split the night sky and two necks at once.

“Damn it, attack!”

At someone’s shout, the gangsters all rushed at Langbolt, brandishing swords, axes, and iron fists.

Langbolt smiled beneath his well-trimmed mustache and began the massacre in earnest.

As a knight renowned in the kingdom, Langbolt was superhumanly strong.

Every time it hits the ground, it jumps several meters and delivers a fatal stab, and when a weapon is extended, it effortlessly dodges or deflects it with plate armor.

“Surround, surround!”

As the evil thugs surrounded him on all sides, Langbolt jumped higher than he was tall and stood on the wall of the lighthouse.

The sight of him moving like a feather while wearing over 20 kilograms of plate armor was unrealistic.

Only then did one of the thugs realize Langbolt’s identity and let out a cry of despair.

“That blue cloak… “X8, shouting waves!”

Hearing a cry that was almost like a scream, Langbolt smiled and blushed as he brushed away his knife.

“The wind is nice.”

Okay.

As soon as drops of blood splattered in the air, a wave engulfed the gangsters.