My Demons - Chapter 97



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My Villains Episode 097

25. Rainy season (2)

Removing collapsed buildings and broken flagstones, draining stagnant rainwater into the sewer, and re-erecting leaning pillars… … .

South Harbor was still busy restoring the city. The siege by thieves lasted for about two months, but the aftereffects seemed to have been largely overcome in just three weeks.

If we were to discuss the stake in this dramatic revival, half of it would be due to the vitality brought by merchant ships and horse-drawn carriages.

South Harbor was a center of trade and commerce and a major producing area for salt and seafood. Many merchants flocked to this wealthy but hungry city. A huge amount of daily necessities came into the city, and an even larger amount of goods left the city.

If the merchants’ shares were half, the other half belonged to Prince Ulkar. He opened the castle lord’s safe and took out the money.

Provide combat allowances to conscripted soldiers, hire workers to restore the city, buy relief supplies from surrounding territories and distribute them… … .

I just spent it like it was my own money.

What was Seongju doing while the prince was doing that?

dead.

Has it been a week since you were in jail? They say he committed suicide by stabbing himself in the neck with a hidden dagger… … .

I do not know. Did he commit suicide or was he committed suicide?

I thought it was a little uncomfortable, but no one was suspicious. Am I being suspicious because I am prejudiced against the person who will become the Sixth King?

anyway. Ellen, I, and Utequai made the most contribution in the battle, so we received a huge amount of combat allowance.

I received about 1 kilo of gold and silver coins mixed together, which is roughly 200 times more than regular conscripts.

The prince said he wanted to provide more, but there wasn’t much money left. Well, this was a large amount of money, so there were no complaints.

Moreover, Prince Ulkar gave me an incredibly valuable gift. It is a very precious gift that cannot be converted into money.

To receive the gift, I hurried towards the mansion that belonged to the captain of the Royal Guard.

The courtyard of the mansion.

The prince’s knights and soldiers were sweating under the sun for a long time.

“Okay, I’m done!”

Lord Ankir let out a heavy roar and rushed forward with the force of a storm. Even though he swings a wooden quarterstaff, his force is extremely ferocious, like a steel sword with a blue edge.

W Ugh

Perfect!

I quickly raised my shield and deflected Lord Ankir’s attack.

The quarterstaff took advantage of the bounced momentum and reversed like a thunderbolt. Then it spins quickly above Lord Ankir’s head and rushes towards my right wrist.

He calmly blocked the endless attacks with his wooden sword and shield.

I have already sparred with Lord Ankir hundreds of times. There was no need to fall for simple tricks or obvious linkages.

As I solidified my defense, Sir Ankir suddenly laid down his quarterstaff. Then, the shield and wooden sword were pushed together at the same time.

“Okay.”

This isn’t the first attack. If I push it away with force, it will widen the distance and give me intense angry slashes.

I’ve been hit twice, but a third time is out of the question!

As I retreated, striking the quarterstaff with my wooden sword,

“Ugh-!”

With a cheerful cheer, Lord Ankir stretched out his right hand and grabbed his waist.

“Ugh,”

I stumbled while being held by the waist, threw away my wooden sword, and rushed at Lord Ankir.

The intention was to hang him on his back and strangle him, but

“Huh, obvious!”

Since it was a technique he had used several times before, Sir Ankir skillfully twisted his upper body to block the attack.

Contrary to his seemingly ignorant appearance, Sir Ankir had a style that valued skill rather than strength.

It was natural for him to use a two-handed sword freely, and he would use his wrestling skills by intertwining his weapons, engaging his joints, or, if necessary, tackling him.

Plus, he’s really good at tricking. To put it bluntly, there was no distinction between true and false. If you ignore it because you think it is a trick, it will attack, and if you block it because you think it is an attack, it becomes a trick.

In short, this style is annoying to deal with.

“Damn it,”

I gritted my teeth and picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground at the same time.

As he quickly stood up and strengthened his stance, Sir An Kir grabbed the top and lunged at him with strides.

Another continuous attack full of deception.

With all senses in my body heightened, I defended myself and then sharply counterattacked.

Just as Lord Ankir and I were continuing our reign, the first round ended.

Before you even have time to catch your breath, your sparring partner changes.

Although he is shorter than me, he is much taller than the average person, wide shoulders, long arms with strong muscles, and thighs that seem to burst.

It was Lord Langbolt.

“Now, come first.”

“Then *sigh* I won’t hesitate.”

Sir Langbolt was holding his back with his left hand and a wooden sword with his right.

Then, when I lunged at him with my shield out, he quickly took a side step and delivered a lightning-like thrust.

“Sigh!”

I swung my wooden sword, barely able to block the sting, and lashed out with my shield blade.

Lord Langbolt took a leisurely step back, then bounced like a rubber ball and stabbed at the neck.

While Sir Ankir used attacks that were difficult to predict, Sir Langbolt used obvious but powerful attacks.

It’s not like he’s using any great techniques, but I can guess where he’s aiming… … . It’s so fast and powerful that it’s difficult to stop. In other words, it is a style that can be dealt with even if you know it.

He lowered his head to avoid the stab, and instinctively raised his sword to block the second stab.

The following kick was deflected with the blade of the shield, and the third thrust was avoided by twisting the upper body, while at the same time swinging the wooden sword.

It’s a continuous attack that you wouldn’t have been able to even react to if your strength and agility hadn’t increased by 2 points as you leveled up.

“Hmm. “You’re calm today?”

“Whoa, whoo. Is that so?”

“I see. “Until yesterday, I thought the momentum was too fierce.” “Is that bad?”

“On the contrary, the tip of the knife becomes dull. “I feel like the momentum is well-established today.”

Sir Langbolt sighed softly, as if he was in pain or amused.

For a moment, it circled around at great speed and fired a barrage of stabs.

I calmly blocked it and then suddenly threw myself away. A sting like a thunderbolt barely passed under my armpit.

Fuck you, I won!

I was happy in my heart and thought briefly about it.

Although he can deliver a slash in an instant, considering Sir Langbolt’s monstrous physical abilities, there is a possibility that he can avoid it even from this distance.

Having chosen the sure and safe path, I entangled Sir Langbolt’s arm with my wooden sword.

Then, he put his weight on it and pushed without mercy.

“Ugh, oh my.”

When Lord Langbolt twisted his body, making a clicking noise, I quickly let go of my shield and grabbed his crook.

Lord Langbolt, who was caught in his arms, stretched out his legs and braced himself with his elbows on my armpits.

However, I had a huge advantage in terms of physique and strength.

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

I swallowed my breath and forcibly pulled my crotch, shaking the other person’s balance.

Sir Langbolt managed not to fall, but he surrendered when I twisted his arm and stabbed him in the uvula with the tip of my sword.

“Kek, kek! Haha, I lost.”

“Huh, huh”

Ugh, it’s thrilling.

He defeated one of the kingdom’s best knights with only skill and physical strength, without the help of blood magic.

Well, it’s because the gamble paid off… … . Still, this is the one that won, right?

However, the sparring continued without any time to sink in satisfaction.

Thong, thong.

“Let’s start right away.”

It was Lord Lyam who stepped forward, pounding his shield.

Despite his calm appearance, Sir Lyam is the type to attack like a mad dog. Meanwhile, its defense is strong, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

… … Sigh, it’s only round 3 and I’m already tired.

Seongju committed suicide while lamenting his miserable life, and the remaining heir was only seven years old.

It turned out that the woman who was pretending to be the castle lord’s wife was not an Eyland noble but a fishman witch, and her head was cut off by me.

Seongju’s relatives, including the captain of the Royal Guard, were imprisoned on charges of infighting.

In this situation, it seemed natural for the prince, the savior of the city, to take over the reigns.

Governing South Harbor, a huge port city, was not an ordinary task. Not only Prince Ulkar, but also his commanders, soldiers, priests, wizards, servants, etc., everyone was busy.

But exceptions always exist. Some, including the knights, did nothing.

Occasionally, when the remnants of the magic bandits appear, they go around the city and wipe them out, but that literally happens occasionally.

Their daily life consisted only of training. Rain, wind, shine, just training, training, training.

The knights, their servants, and cavalrymen wake up in the morning, eat a heavy meal, and then run down the beach. He swims with a rock attached to his waist, lifts the heel of a wagon full of wheat sacks, and rides a horse without stirrups.

Afterwards, we engage in endless sparring, and after a hearty lunch, we practice swordsmanship (swordsmanship, spearmanship, archery, and horseback riding), the essential virtues of a knight.

After dinner, we put on our armor and do training, such as chopping down a chunk of rock with a baton or building a wall and then tearing it down again.

In short, all you do is eat and train all day.

It is said that Sir Langbolt, Lord Ankyr, and Lord Lyam have all been leading this crazy life since they were seven years old. There is only one case of not training. It was only when there was a battle.

Knights, that is, superhumans without magic, were born through this process.

And, Prince Ulkar allowed me to participate in this training.

Even though I don’t know much about this world, I could easily see that this was a huge privilege.

He allows a wandering mercenary to mix among his best elite warriors. Does this make sense? To be honest, I was thinking about turning it down because it was a bit burdensome… … . I couldn’t do that.

Training with the most powerful knights. Isn’t this an opportunity to drastically increase your combat capabilities, that is, your chances of survival in the future?

In the end, I couldn’t resist the temptation to become stronger.

I accepted the prince’s offer and trained with the knights for the past three weeks, and although it was really hard, I achieved results that exceeded my expectations.

I refined my crude fighting skills and was able to learn the basics of various weapon techniques. He also gained some sense of horseback combat and acquired a lot of practical know-how.

Thanks to this, I was confident that if I were to compete with the person I was three weeks ago, I would fight ten times and not lose even once. It was an undeserved gift for the prince.

so… … .

“The prince is looking for me?”

“I see.”

When I get a call like this, my heart races for no reason.

Prince Ulkar showed an excessive amount of favor to only me. I am worried that they may be asking for unreasonable compensation.

I asked Sir Ariad, who came to deliver the news, vaguely.

“Well, I don’t know why… …

“Hehe, I don’t know either.”

“Ugh, well, I have to pick up a colleague for dinner.”

Sir Ariad was the only knight not participating in training, but he looked several times more gaunt than the other knights. I guess it’s because I do a lot of things by the prince’s side.

“It won’t take long, so don’t worry, follow me. “Do you think your master will eat you?”

… … I heard the King of Slaughter catches and eats him.

I nodded, shaking off random thoughts.