My Demons - Chapter 80



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My Villains Episode 080

21. Moonless night (3)

While their men were swallowed up by the shouting waves, Uvar and the Ironborn’s attention was diverted elsewhere.

“Don’t attack me in front of me, you foolish bastards! “Aim for the back!” “Kruk!” Uvar’s shouts were in vain, as the bright red blade slit the throat of the thug who was chasing him.

The bloody prosecutor, who had already lost six lives, was covered in blood all over his body, as his nickname suggested.

“Hmm”

He took a deep breath, glared at Uvar, and proceeded to kill the thugs that were attacking him one by one.

Poynix was never in a hurry. Holding a red-stained shield, he strengthened his stance and held out Hrunting, dodging the thugs’ attacks.

Every time that simple movement was performed, fresh blood spurted out.

Uvar shouted backwards as he saw the bloody swordsman approaching him.

“Bring the crossbow!”

“Ugh, yeah!”

The faces of the men wrestling with the huge crossbow turned pale as Uvar shouted. The two pulled the trigger with all their might and finished loading the heavy crossbow.

Meanwhile, three more thugs were sacrificed. At that time, the Ironborn, who was looking for an opening, screamed and swung her axe.

“Uh huh!”

At that moment, Phoenix’s eyes sparkled.

He has used a shield to deflect attacks so far. But this time, for some reason, I reached out to face Hrunting.

Gagagagak!

The red shining blade sparked and dug into the ax blade. The Ironborn crushed the ax without any hesitation.

“Turn it off!”

The Ironborn possessed exceptional physical strength commensurate with its size. However, he was not strong enough to endure Phoenix.

The bald-headed giant crushed the ax with both hands, while the tall blood knight threw it away with one hand.

It was then.

Boom!

Ubarga, who was watching the confrontation between the two, fired his crossbow. It was a shot aimed precisely at Phoenix’s heart. But, wow!

Oh =7 »

Instead of a heart, the red-stained shield split apart as if exploding.

He raised his shield, which had been reinforced with blood magic, as if he had been waiting, and blocked the huge crossbow. It was as if he had predicted Uvar’s surprise attack long ago.

“Ugh,”

Phoenix let out a yelp at the power of the heavy crossbow, which was stronger than expected.

The blood flowing throughout my body was rushing like crazy. That throbbing power exploded through Poynix’s left hand.

“Hmph!”

Puhwaak!

Blood poured down on the Ironborn, who was compiling his posture. The blood that was splattered nearby sprang up like shards of glass and splattered the giant’s entire body.

“Tsk!”

The giant with the ax cowered for a moment, and the blood knight threw away his shield and rushed at the opponent.

Wow! The red trace drawn by Hrunting swallowed up the darkness. The thick neck caught in the tracks split in half.

“Kruk,”

The Ironborn collapsed with blood foam at his mouth. Not only that, the bloodied swordsman adjusted his sword and held it in both hands.

“Hmph!”

Swinging like an axe, Hrunting struck off the bone containing the spell and completely cut off the head.

“Crazy, boss!”

“That bastard!”

There were only a few people whose faces were distorted in anger. Everyone else’s faces turned pale.

“三 OO ” —,

Phoenix blinked slowly and exhaled hot breath. He looked for Uvar, holding on tightly to his reason that seemed ready to fly away.

“Hurry up, you bastards!”

Uvar was supporting his men who were wrestling with heavy crossbows. He was armed with a good heater shield and an axe, but he didn’t look like he was going to rush in first.

“Huh.”

Hot breath. Phoenix’s mouth rose sharply.

The brilliantly shining blade began to wriggle as if it were alive and breathing. The red line of light dancing in the darkness immediately attracted attention.

“Well, what on earth is that…” .”

“Lord, Lord of light. “Take care of the lamb.” The overwhelming power of Phoenics and Langbolt was enough to frighten the fighters who dominated the market. And, the ominous red blade fueled the fear.

“Mr.

The thug who was shaking his chin finally showed his back.

“flaw,”

The Blood Knight, who had been walking slowly, kicked the ground and bounced up as if he had been waiting.

It was a leopard-like movement that did not match the heavy footsteps.

Fugagak.

“Gyeong，”

The plate on my back split diagonally as I was terrified by the slash with my weight on it. Hrunting, soaked in blood, tore not only her chain armor but also her flesh and bones in one fell swoop.

“Hi,”

Just as the member of the action team nearby was about to scream, a large hand grabbed his neck.

The last thing the man with his neck seen was eyes that were darker than the night sea, but tinged with red.

Crunchy.

Just before the corpse with its neck squeezed hits the floor.

“Ugh,”

Another thug collapsed, clutching his bleeding stomach. This is because Hrunting, who was swung around in an instant, licked deeply the belly skin.

By the time Phoenix had killed thirteen and Langbolt had killed twenty. The battle has entered its final stages.

“Fuck, damn it!”

“Sigh,”

The eight thugs lost their will to fight and ran away in all directions. But the ambushers seemed to have no intention of letting them go.

Three were unable to escape from Langbolt and Phoenics, four were pierced by arrows fired from the lighthouse, and one had his head split open by an ax wielded by a sergeant.

“Huh, heh,”

Uvar, who lost all his men in an instant, laughed. However, he was a born gangster and coward. Instead of avenging his subordinates, he thought about prolonging his own life.

Burst.

“I will surrender.”

Uvar said this as he threw away his weapon. Langbolt burst into laughter.

“Ha, what?”

“I said I would surrender. Please save me.”

The prince’s knight clicked his tongue with a look of disdain in his eyes. Uvar secretly breathed a sigh of relief at that sight.

‘You wouldn’t even want to kill a scum like me.’

On the other hand, Phoenix… … .

Uvar made eye contact with the bloodied swordsman and swallowed dry saliva without realizing it.

The red light shimmering in Hrunting illuminated Poynix’s eyes. What was contained in that black thing was deep regret.

As I was pressing my butt against the collapsed wall, a voice like an old man came out without me realizing it.

“Oh my.”

Wow, you can’t do this. A handsome young man in his early twenties said, ‘Wow.’

By the way, how can there be 40 thugs in a small city with 10,000 people? It’s a world where the more you look at it, the more it hurts you.

At that time, Lord Langbolt and his squire came this way.

“Then let’s pretend there was no leader.”

“yes?”

Sir Langboldt took off his gauntlets and handed them to the squire, smoothing his mustache. I think it was to hide the smile that appeared underneath it.

“I’m talking about a bet. “It is my victory.”

” ah.”

The tone of speech was very calm, but… Sir Langbolt looked as excited as anyone could see.

Ha, indeed. I don’t know how to react because this guy who looks quite serious is acting childish.

“Yes, I lost. “I didn’t think I could handle it.”

“During the battle, I noticed you were overly defensive. “If I had acted more aggressively, I wouldn’t have been able to guarantee victory.”

In the midst of all that hectic activity, you even watched me fight? After all, you can’t get Jjambap.

I shrugged my shoulders and answered.

“That boss ignorantly fired a large crossbow. I’m allergic to arrows… .”

“but.”

Sir Langbolt nodded and patted his chest.

“When I didn’t have this armor, I often got distracted by archers.” Ugh, I’m always jealous of that plate armor.

The plate armor worn by knights is truly a luxury item.

It wraps the entire body tightly and has almost no restrictions on movement. Not only does it deflect most attacks, but it’s also annoying… . The weight is probably similar to what I’m wearing, but the difference in performance is literally heaven and earth.

Suddenly, I remember a conversation I had with Ilton.

-hey. How much does the plate armor that knights wear cost?

-Plate armor? uh… The right stuff would cost about three or four castles, right?

-castle? That castle made of stacked stones?

– yes.

-Crazy, does that make sense? What armor is so expensive?

-Because it’s that valuable. Besides, it’s not something you can just get if you have money.

The most commonly used armor in Middle World is quilted armor and chain armor. Leather armor made from the skin of monsters or animals is often used, but it is somewhat lacking in mainstream use.

Compared to these types of armor, plate armor requires incomparably higher technology. But the problem is that there are very few people who have that skill.

-You just can’t get it?

-In Milanol, the only supply is what is produced at the ‘Royal Dormena Armor Workshop’. At most, I only get about 20 pieces a year. I wouldn’t sell it to just anyone.

It is said that the technology is rarely leaked because one family monopolized it. These days, there are some decent replicas out there, but they are nothing compared to the real thing.

So, since I have no money or anything, I have to look at Lord Langbolt’s plate armor and say, ‘I’m so jealous’ and wash my fingers.

“Where did you get the armor? Capture?”

“No. “This is my custom armor.”

“Customized?”

Wow, the fit seems perfect… . Damn, my stomach hurts. I’ve never worn a custom suit before.

Sir Langbolt took the cloth from the squire and continued speaking, wiping the blood from his vambrace.

“I made a minor contribution in the war eight years ago. “It was a gift given to me by my lord at that time as a reward.”

“Wow, the prince is big.”

“then. “He is someone who takes great care of his subordinates.”

Even while he was chatting with Lord Langbolt, the surrounding area was busy organizing the battlefield.

Port sailors removed the body, and security guards searched the area. Sergeant Gilbert led his men toward Uvar’s residence.

It was around that time that the old knight Sir Ariad appeared. He immediately made Uvar kneel and began interrogating him.

But Uvar is also a funny guy, he doesn’t even blink even when his subordinate dies. He then repeats the same words like a parrot, “Please grant me an audience with Prince Ulkar. “I will tell him everything.”

I said this shit and sat down. Do you think I have to make a deal with the prince to save my life?

Sir Ariad twitched his gray eyebrows and flatly refused.

“I have been given full authority over this matter by the prince. So tell me.”

“The matter I want to tell you is so important that I cannot tell you. “Please grant me an audience with the prince.”

“You have no right to ask for anything. “If you obediently tell me everything, I will treat you kindly.”

“I will tell everything to the prince.”

“•••good.”

The old knight nodded and suddenly kicked Uvar in the face.

Bah!

“Tweet ”

The kick was so strong that a couple of yellow teeth popped out like popcorn.

My first impression of Sir Ariad was that he was a small, unattractive old man… He was a pretty tough grandfather.

“What a *cough* old man,”

As Uvar, who was tightly bound, fell to the ground, bleeding from the mouth, Sir Ariad gestured at him.

“Catch it.”

At those words, Acer, the servant, stepped forward and roughly turned Uvar over and pressed down on the back of his head and back.

Sir Ariad pulled out an awl-like dagger from his belt and suddenly spoke to Sir Langbolt.

“Lord Langbolt, please excuse me for a moment.”

“•••Tsk.”

Lord Langbolt clicked his tongue slightly and walked towards the dock with a disapproving expression on his face. Sir Ariad paid no heed to him and knelt down, pressing Uvar’s back.

“Do you think you’re smart?”

“What the fuck are you doing! “Don’t let go!”

“Accept it. “You brought this on yourself.”

Whispering like that, the old knight snatched his fingers from between his bound arms and broke them in one go.

Crack.

“Kwaaaak!”

The old knight with cold eyes thrust the dagger under the nail of his broken finger. Uvar let out a terrible scream and struggled against his feet, but the old knight deftly lifted his claws.

•••Wow, that’s so cruel. My fingernails feel sore just looking at it.

This is why you shouldn’t judge people by their appearance. This old man must be a great knight too.

“Wait a minute, wait a minute!”

Uvar begged with tears streaming down his face, but Sir Ariad did not stop holding his hands as if it were a question and answer.

It took less than 10 minutes for the old driver to break all ten fingers and nails of the gang leader and lift him out. During this time, Uvar fainted several times and woke up screaming.

There’s a smell of ammonia somewhere… . Ugh.

Uvar bastard, I’m tired of my pants.

Uvar is a scoundrel and a gangster.

This is the guy who set fire to a decent inn and killed dozens of innocent people, including young Nomi Jung.

Moreover, Ellen and I were almost killed by an assassin sent by the bastard.

If you think about it that way, it was ridiculous to feel sympathy for him. However, as I was watching Sir Ariad’s terrible torture, I felt a little bit like I wanted to kill him.

Some good options came to mind.

“Whoa.”

I sighed and got up from my seat.