Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 396

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Episode 396 Dead Man Walking (1)

A week passed quickly.

…Freak!

Bikir burned all of Garum’s diaries.

After acquiring all the necessary information, I was able to follow the handwriting perfectly.

‘The font forgery I learned from Chihuahua is helpful again.’

Now, you can not hesitate in places where you need the number of strokes or handwriting.

It was fortunate.

‘I want to get out of here. with him.’

Vikir stared blankly at the pages in the diary that were burning to white.

Gareum’s wish to leave this place will never come true.

It just turns into black and white ash and sinks to the bottom of the dark abyss.

“…”

Vikir watched dozens of notes turn to ashes from start to finish.

It was a small and shabby ending for a young man’s whole life.

‘Still, I was able to get a lot of information. Thank you.’

Bikir meditated silently, thinking of Garum. Until all the smoke from burning the diary is gone.

at that time.

There

was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Kirko standing there with an expressionless face.

“Three hours before the execution.”

“…Why did you come so early?”

“I want to inform you in advance.”

“……is it.”

Kirko stood motionless in front of the door, as if waiting for Bikir to come out.

Bikir put on clothes, thinking that stare, which he couldn’t tell what he was thinking, was a little burdensome.

at that time.

“Captain.”

Kirko opened her mouth.

When Bikir turned her head, she took a deep breath before opening her mouth.

“May I say a few words before we go to the execution?”

It was a bit of an odd request.

There was no particular reason for refusal, so Vikir nodded and indicated his intention to do so.

Kirko then continued with a serious tone.

“As you know, Captain, I was born in New Wave.”

“…”

“Once upon a time, there was an incident in which a prisoner raped a guard, and I am the result of that.”

At Kirko’s direct words, Bikire stopped buttoning.

‘I warn you in advance, but it may be a summary execution. Because of the ‘unsavory incident’ between the guard and the prisoner 19 years ago, the misconduct is strictly controlled and punished.’

I still remembered what Colonel Dordium had said to me when Bikir refused to work for some reason.

Kirko continued speaking in a calm tone.

“Since then, both my biological father and mother have been referred to the Disciplinary Commission and have gone missing. It is presumed that they escaped from prison… Anyway, so I don’t know who my parents are. Of course, I’ve never been to the surface. ”

“Why are you telling me that now?”

Bikir asked.

Then Kirko hesitated for a moment and then confessed her feelings.

“It’s because I hated you for the personal past I mentioned earlier.”

Kirko didn’t like Gareum. no i didn’t like it

It was a different reason than being full of mistakes every time because he was dull and slow, and his nature was kind and fragile.

A classmate of the same age who has parents to miss and who has earth as their hometown.

However, Gareum had both of them that Kirko did not have.

“Captain has a hometown and parents on earth. When we first met, you said that you came all the way here because you wanted to help your parents with their hardships? You also said that you miss the mountains, fields, and lakes of your hometown.”

“…”

“Maybe I was envious of that. No, it’s an inferiority complex. So whenever the captain made a mistake, I looked at it pitifully and despised it, filling up my lack of self-esteem.”

Garm probably didn’t know until the very end that Kirko had such thoughts.

‘No, even if I knew, nothing would have changed.’

Bikir stared at Kirko.

His eyes seemed to ask what he wanted to say.

After taking a deep breath, Kirko opened her mouth.

“I wanted to tell you this honestly and apologize. You shouldn’t have these old feelings for the boss you’re supposed to serve in the future.”

“Is that why you decided to become my lieutenant?”

“…I didn’t do it myself.”

“Right.”

Bikir nodded.

at that time.

Kirko opened her mouth even more hesitantly than before.

“Do you have anything to tell me, Captain?”

“……?”

When Bikir raised his head, Kirko showed a rare stutter.

“That’s when you saved me from the rampage of the level 8 prisoner.”

“What.”

“I’m not without ears either!”

“……?”

Bikir frowned.

The attitude of not knowing the English language.

Then Kirko started breaking out in a cold sweat.

Her earlobes were already burning red to the limit.

“All the seniors around the state are saying a word.”

“What?”

“At that time, during the rampage of the prisoners on the 8th floor. About the reason why the captain took my place and became a hostage…!”

Only then did Bikir know what Kirko wanted to say.

‘You guys. Do you like that bitch that much?’

‘A man risking his life for just one girl. Don’t you know what it means to be held hostage by me?’

‘joy. but. I was so engrossed in it that I didn’t even care about that, so I must have smoked a cigarette with my blood on it. He’s crazy.’

‘Did Gareum like Kirko?’

‘Didn’t you know? That bastard always looked at Kirko so much every time he called.’

‘But still, isn’t that too reckless?’

‘He’s a real man. To risk his life for the woman he loves unrequitedly.’

The words he said in a sarcastic way passed through his mind.

As for the whispers of the other guards,

“I want to make it clear that the fact that I became the lieutenant’s adjutant was just a natural result of a personnel appointment, and it was never like that. If that happens, it might cause some kind of disruption to public affairs… and again… Huh?”

But Kirko couldn’t finish talking.

It was because Bikir, who had finished wearing his uniform, left the room before he knew it.

* * *

Tok- Tok-

An underground passage that leads like the throat of a giant monster.

Salty water droplets fall from the creased ceiling.

Jeobeok- Jeobeok- Jeobeok-

The sound of Bikir’s boots is heavy.

Dada Dada-

The sound of fast steps following Bikir from behind was also loud.

“Why is it that the adjutant is talking and then he leaves so quickly?”

It was Kirko.

He raised his index finger and placed it on her lips at Kirko, who grumbled at her.

“Shh. There are a lot of people now.”

“…”

Bikir and Kirko had come down to the 5th floor to attend the execution ceremony.

Numerous guards and prisoners were gathered there, and in the center stood the hero of the day clearly tied up.

Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, who was on top of the podium, said to Mr.

“This is not an official execution. You will be recorded forever as alive in the ledger.”

In a ghastly voice, he bullied Sikkeot and many other prisoners.

However, Shigek did not show any reaction.

He only scans the guards with a slightly anxious, trembling gaze.

at that time.

“……!”

Seeing Bikir among the group of guards, Shikkut’s expression brightened noticeably.

Before long, the guards who oversaw the execution came forward.

Main was Bikir.

Bikir dragged the bag and headed for the cliff ahead.

At the end of the cliff there was a sharp protruding rock, which stood precariously at its end.

“Don’t be shaken until the end.”

Vikir, who was standing behind Sikkeut, spoke in a low voice.

“The moment you fall off the cliff, the rescue operation is carried out. Do you understand?”

“All right.”

He replied with a calm face.

It is the ‘unofficial execution ceremony’ of Nouvelle Vague that is thrown down this far-off cliff.

Hush…

Bikir noticed that both of Sikkeot’s legs were trembling weakly.

“You pitiful bastard. Are you scared?”

“Can that be?”

“Don’t worry. See the guards and prisoners over there? They’re all captured figures.”

Bikir pointed to the left and right of the cliff with a chin gesture.

I turned around in the direction Bikir pointed.

Indeed, among the guards and prisoners, there are those whose posture is subtly rigid or loose.

It looks suspicious to anyone.

“They’re the insiders to help you. They’ll come running as soon as my order is given.”

“Yeah. As expected, you’re amazing. When did you enlist so many people?”

“…”

Vikir didn’t bother to answer.

In fact, the guards Bikir pointed out were just ordinary guards and prisoners.

It was nothing more than taking advantage of the psychology that a person who is driven into a corner sees what he wants to see.

With unfounded hope, Shigeuk stood at the end of the hundred-cheok-gandu (百尺竿頭).

“Kreurreuk! I have no regrets in life anymore. Do as you please, bastards!”

After shouting triumphantly at the guards around him, he turned his head and winked in Bikir’s direction.

And soon, he jumped down the steep cliff.

Hui Yiing –

A prisoner falling towards the center of the pitch black deep, deep abyss.

but.

The guards’ expressions were still unresolved.

Because jumping off a cliff does not mean that the execution is over.

……yet.

The

‘real’ execution ceremony began.

“uh?”

What even the innocent who was being executed did not know.

And it was also the first time seeing Bikir in person.

Rurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A long arc was drawn in the dark.

It opened its huge, wide mouth as if it were alive, revealing all the unpleasant-looking deformities sprouting from it.

Drawing a long arc, the mouth opened endlessly.

A huge face, grinning with bared teeth, was looking up this way.

“Ugh!? What is that!?”

The sage’s face turns pale.

At the same time, Bikir also swallowed a saliva.

Among the five chief jailers representing New Wave, his identity is the most veiled.

‘…I heard he wasn’t human, but I never thought he would look like that.’

It was the appearance of Brigadier General Fluver.

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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound, Revenge of the Sword Clan's Hound
Score 8.8
Status: Completed Released: 2020
He was the hound of the Baskerville family: Vikir. Yet his loyalty was rewarded by the blade of a guillotine dirtied by slander. “I will never live the life of a hound slaughtered after the rabbit is caught.” In place of death, an unexpected opportunity awaits him. Vikir’s eyes glowed red as he sharpened his canines in the dark. “Just you wait, Hugo. I will rip out your throat this time.” It’s time for the hound to exact bloody revenge on his owner.

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