My Villains Episode 142
37. The Baroness’ Request (3)
“Huh-”
He took a deep breath.
The cool energy of dawn awakens the spirit and the refreshing mountain air drenches the body.
“Gandeaak!” Steedman swung his ax with a harsh roar. When I held out my shield, the leather-wrapped ax blade snapped. Steedman gritted his teeth and pulled down his shield.
“Turn it off!”
A tendon sprouted from his bald head.
In addition to quite strong power, it was loaded with weight, but the load I felt was not that great. However, if you endure here, the training will not proceed.
As if I was being dragged, I lowered my shield and stabbed with a club. The freckled mummy, standing next to Steedman, deflected the attack with a nimble movement.
“Now!”
At the cry of leader Amias, two quarter sticks rushed at my neck and shoulders. Steedman was holding his shield, and Mira was watching the wooden club.
“Okay!”
let go of the shield with a gleeful roar,
“Ugh,”
Steedman stumbled momentarily. I lowered my stance and pushed forward. Two poles aiming for the upper part cut through the air.
“Mummy now!”
At Amias’ cry, Mira swung her wooden sword. The thrust aimed at the neck is quite sharp. Lowering his
“suck”
stance, he hooked a stick to Steedman’s leg and pulled hard. He fell violently and collided with Mira.
“Get out of the way, you shorty bastard!”
“what? This bitch-” Leaving Mira and Steedman’s voices behind, I ran to Amias.
“shit!”
The ax that came down against them was brutal. Although the blade was wrapped in thick rawhide, it was a blow that would break bones if hit properly.
I checked the axe’s trajectory and cautiously threw the stick.
earth!
The club hit the side of the axe blade, bounced off it, and landed on Amias’ chest.
“Kek!”
The moment Amias hit the butt, I did a front roll.
Wedge!
A booming sound rang out overhead. I get goosebumps on the nape of my neck even though I know it’s an arrow with the tip removed.
Standing up, he alternately patted the distant Bunny and the calm Genesa. Boonie missed the quarter stick and I quickly picked it up. Then, as if throwing a javelin, he threw it toward the fence.
“Q”
I lunged at Steedman and Mira while Archer Cole twisted his shoulder to avoid the quarterstick.
Dalian, not sparring like that, ended quickly.
Amias took off her chain vest and untied her quilted clothes. The morning air cooled my body and steam rose.
“Okay damn.”
There was a dark bruise on his hairy chest. Amias groaned and sat down, leaning against the fence.
asked Steedman, giggling among his comrades who were sitting and resting nearby.
“Did you break any bones? Why are you so strict?”
“This is a baby.”
Amias looked down in anger and let out a deep sigh.
“Don’t make a fuss. Because I don’t want to lose energy in the morning.” “I don’t have the strength to fall any further. Mira grumbled while rinsing her mouth with cold water.
“I’ve been quiet for the past few days, but today, what kind of lightning strike is this?”
“Don’t complain. Do you think opportunities like this are common for minions like us?”
Bunny agreed with Amias’ words.
“That’s right. Thanks to training, your skills have improved a lot.”
“Who is not Ai? You can say it’s hard. We are not monsters like Mr. Po and Mr. Hatanka.”
As Mira grunted, the gang turned their gaze toward the clearing.
“Hehe. Use your brain, Phoenix.”
“Huh hoo-”
In the clearing, Phoenix and Utequai were wrestling with their tops off.
Although Phoenix was over 190 degrees tall, he looked like a growing boy when he was with Utequai, a giant bear the size of a bear.
Phoenix gripped Utequai’s hamstrings and gnashed his teeth.
“Turn it off!”
The muscles in Phoenix’s back and waist split apart. It was to pull out Utequai’s legs and knock him over.
At first glance, the attempt appears to be successful, but
“he’s acting like a cow again.”
Utequai simply spread his legs from side to side to regain his balance. At the same time, when he pressed his shoulders, Phoenix stretched out as if he was lying face down.
“Kkeuu”
“You can’t straighten your back!” At the same time as he shouted, Utequai’s arms wrapped around Phoenix’s waist. The huge, tattooed figure gave off explosive power.
Booung!
The wet grass and dirt splattered and the two giants spun around.
“Sir-”
Utequai settled firmly on top of Phoenix, who had been slammed to the ground.
“Move Phoenix!”
“Turn it off-!”
Phoenix did everything possible to remove the sturdy back mount.
As the two merchants struggled, the dirt and grass on all sides were dug up and turned into a mess. It was like a bear or a cow fighting.
Amias swallowed dry saliva.
“…Of course, we are neither Lord Phoenix nor Mr. Hatanka. But even half, no, half of it would make a name for itself in the surrounding area.”
At those words of promise, Bunny let out a smirk.
“You’re going to do half as much as half of the immortals and half of the giants? Do you want to make a contract with the devil?”
Before the frowning Amias could say anything, Cole spoke in a firm tone.
“Lord Phoenix is not an immortal, and Mr. Hatanka is not a giant. So we don’t have to make a pact with the devil either.”
“Cole is right. We just have to do what we can at our current level. Now that you have a chance, you should think about moving up.”
“…What is it?”
At Amias’s words, Bunny fell silent. It didn’t look very convincing.
The wrestling between the two players continued for a long time. Phoenix tried to counterattack tenaciously, and Utequai dealt with it skillfully.
The wrestling was over only when the sun fully appeared and a group of visitors knocked on the door of the cabin.
About a dozen people were seated at two large tables in the tavern. At my table were Utequai, Amias Cole, and the morning visitor.
Today’s breakfast was black bread, stale cheese, and turnip stew.
Of course, thanks to the horse poking a few silver coins into the kitchen of the turnip stew, a very sumptuous menu was served on the table.
The stew, flavored with flower petals and gardenia, contained more shearling pork belly than turnips, and was finished with a raw egg and sheep’s milk. Yes, I need to eat this much in the morning to use my strength.
“Oh, I will live now.”
As I emptied the stew bowl and sank deep into the backrest, a young man sitting across from me quickly asked a question.
“Are you going to answer me now?”
“Why are you so impatient? Wait a minute.”
When I called Jungnomi and ordered food, the young man’s face contorted.
“Are you going to do it again? You’ve already eaten three bowls…
“That’s stew. What I ordered now is fruit.”
“……Turn off”
O.
It was a young man named Beldin who made the sound of pain.
I was also a scribe in Longville, having gotten acquainted with a job related to the hunting festival. Contrary to his usual neat appearance, he was now a mess of night dew and dirt.
I took a sip of beer and asked a question.
“But how did you get here? Anupards will be teeming with them.”
“I passed through the forest at night.”
Beldin pointed to the soldiers he had brought and continued.
“They are both natives of the area, so they know the topography of the area inside and out.”
“Hmm.”
I nodded and rummaged through the fruit that Jungnomi had brought me. Then he took out an unblemished green apple and cut it in half.
” Want some?”
“…No, thanks. I have no appetite.”
I took a big bite into the apple. The sweetness was weak, and the tongue was astringent.
It’s terribly tasteless. I’ll give you a bunch
“You said you came to tell the baroness?”
“Yes, that’s right. The baroness wants to ask you for help.”
“Help. What exactly is the situation?”
Beldin, who had been shaking his legs throughout the meal, gave me an answer before I finished my words.
“The lord is missing and less than half of the soldiers remain.”
“Who is directing it?”
“This is Chester. He is the leader of Yeongji’s training camp.”
“A drill leader?”
A person I’ve seen a few times. He looked like a seasoned soldier, but he wasn’t a knight.
I frowned as I picked up raspberries and ate them.
“Sir Kylian?”
“That’s it…
Beldin, whose expression darkened, let out a sigh. Then he wet his dry lips and opened his mouth.
“You are gone.”
“Is Lord Kylian missing? With Baron Mallory?”
“It’s a little different. Sir Killian didn’t go out.”
what bullshit is this
“The only knight in Yeongji didn’t go out to subdue monsters? Then what did Sir Killian do?”
“You were guarding Longville. It was the Lord
‘s will.” “…it hits the goal. So how did you get lost, Sir Killian?”
Beldin hesitated for a moment before closing his eyes tightly.
“…I do not know. All I know is that the day after I heard the news of the lord’s disappearance, Sir Kilian disappeared.”
As I was silent, Steedman, who was eating stew at the table next to me, shook his head and murmured.
“It bounced.”
“no! Sir Kilian is like that-”
Veldin turned around with his ax eye open
, but
“What?”
He met his eyes and closed his mouth.
The young scribe looked back at me, groping his beer glass with his ink-stained hand.
“…The important thing now is not Sir Kylian. We must protect Longville.”
“How many soldiers are left?”
“A little less than a hundred people.”
Eh, less is less.
“There are also mercenaries. If you block the wooden fence and hold on, you should be able to drive out Anupad.”
“I’m holding out for now, but I don’t know what will happen when Anupad Shaman restores his magic.”
“Anupad Shaman?”
“yes. Chester said that there is an Anupad who casts all sorts of evil curses.”
Anupad shaman who casts curses.
I asked, scratching my eyebrows.
“Isn’t that Anupad the one with two heads? Black hair or white hair?”
“…you’re right.”
It’s ‘Kalchak and Ulio’.
After all, this time again, is it the most fucked up combination? The rest of the random names are probably ‘Female General Owunshi’ or ‘Thick Bone Gishta’.
“How do you know?”
“Uh, I have my own source of information.”
“…indeed. You must have kept your ears open this way too.”
” huh?”
At my evasiveness, Beldin gave a faint smile as if he was somehow relieved.
“I was worried because he didn’t seem very interested in my story. Even after listening to the husband’s words.”
“…what did the baroness say?”
“He said he was a very warm person. He is someone who knows chivalry.”
“…who? I?”
” yes.”
Utequai, who was drinking beer next to him, burst into laughter.
“I put a stone in place of her eyeball!”
“This bastard.”
“Hahaha!”
Ignoring Ute Quai, who was knocking on the table, I shrugged at Longville’s scribe.
“Please say thank you.”
“You can send it directly sir.”
“No, I have other plans.”
“What if it’s a plan?”
“The plan to deal with the Anupads.”
I crossed my arms and continued.
“There are still hundreds of Anupad. But they are not all in one place.”
“You really know me, don’t you?”
“Because I have information.”
This time it wasn’t evasive, it was real. I heard the news from Atalanta’s men.
“Sir, you are right. They just roam around and show no signs of attacking.”
“Because they don’t have siege weapons. The swordsman, or the shaman, will be waiting for him to recover his magic.”
“I guess so.”
“In this situation, there is no reason for me to be surrounded. We can use this as a base for guerrilla warfare.”
Mmm.” Beldin quietly narrowed his brows to see if there was something bothering him.
“That Sir Phoenix. Actually… he was about to lower his voice and say something.
“Uh Ellen?”
When I turned around at Boonie’s shrill voice, I saw Ellen, wearing cotton pants and a white shirt, entering the tavern.
Seeing Ellen like that, the Amias gang questioned, dumbfounded.
“uh?”
“…are you walking?”
I left those voices behind and quickly approached Ellen.
“Why are you up so early? no more sleep.”
“Because I’m hungry.”
“I am hungry?”
I caught Jungnomi passing by, ordered her to eat, and led Ellen to the table. Then a familiar voice came from behind.
“Can’t you see me?”
“Atal Atilia?”
“I’m a bit sad.”
Atalanta glanced at me and let out a long yawn, covering her mouth.
Then it was to turn on the stretch with long limbs. The abdominal muscles and forearms exposed through the thin fabric are gently relaxed.
“Kkeuh- I don’t have anywhere on my body that doesn’t get sore because of someone.”
“…Uh huh?”
“Oh yeah.”
Ellen narrowed her brows as Atalanta smiled mischievously.
“What are you talking about?”
At that moment, I completed the answer surprisingly quickly to myself.
“Attilia was hurt by a ghoul because of me. They say he had a hard time getting rid of the scam.”
” ah.”
Ellen headed back to the table and continued.
“…Try to mix straw and red thistle with honey. It is effective in purifying the body.”
I frowned at Atalanta who shrugged, and followed Ellen.
“Will you move away?”
Ah yes.”
At Ellen’s words, the young scribe gave up his seat with a trembling expression. Amias and Cole quickly got up and cleared the messy dishes.
Then Ellen said something completely unexpected.
“thank you.”
“……yes?”
“Thank you. Amias Cole.”
A short silence passed.
“Oh, that.”
While Amias was confused, the relatively calm Cole answered quickly.
“Thank you, no words.”
Leaving behind Cole, who was sweating, I sat down with Ellen.
“Why are you here, tired? I will wait in your room.”
“I was hungry and wanted to get some morning air.”
“…hmm. Aren’t you sleepy?”
“I’m sleepy. Can I eat and sleep some more?”
“uh? Yes, of course not.”
what? What is this gentle expression and soft voice?
Utequai, who had been quietly watching the conversation, put on a worried expression.
“Mana poisoning is serious. You must go to the priest.”
“It’s okay, it’s much better.”
Ellen looked up at Utequai and added a comment.
“Thank you for your concern.”
Even Utequai was confused, and Atalanta dragged a chair next to me. Then he pointed to the beer mug in front of me.
“Nicks, some of this.”
“uh?”
“beer. Can I drink it?”
“ah. Yes, drink.”
After drinking beer, Atalanta exclaimed and smiled.
“Haa, I thought I was dying of thirst.”
“Would you like another drink?”
“First, from the meal. I’m hungry too.”
Grabbing the middle-aged maid and ordering, Atalanta sniffed my shoulder.
“Have you been sweating since morning?”
“Ah, I trained. It’s been a bit spread over the past few days.”
“Umm, that’s great.”
Atalanta brushed her hair and approached the nape of my neck.
“Wait a minute there.”
“why.”
“That’s a bit uncomfortable.”
“What’s inconvenient?”
I kept an eye on Ellen while hugging and pushing away Atalante.
Ellen, who was just dipping her spoon into the stew, glanced at Atalanta and sighed.
It was a smile.
It was a very relaxed smile that contained something like ridicule or sympathy.
I do not know what to say.
