My Villains Chapter 364
61. The Art of War (6)
Utequai, who was outraged by the story of his people who were enslaved, calmed down as soon as I brought up the question about Iophiya. And with a cautious face, he opened his mouth.
“Remember the story about ‘The Devil’s Land’?”
“…the devil’s land?”
I nodded, narrowing my brows. Her memory of the Devil’s Land itself was hazy, but she remembered the tragedy that had befallen Utequai’s son.
“Are you talking about the land you saw in the Dream Mansion then? Demons swarm… beyond the forbidden rivers of the prairies?”
“right. That is it.”
“Why are you there?”
He filled a wooden goblet with mead and began his explanation.
“I said it before. Devil’s Land Kills the earth black and spreads around. One day you will cross the forbidden river.”
“It did. however?”
“I thought it was a distant future. But it was wrong. I have already crossed the forbidden river. Iopi, that’s why I came.”
“……Umm.”
After emptying the large glass at once, Utequai wiped his mouth and continued talking.
“The reason why I and the tribe members came here was to solve the Devil’s Land problem. After meeting you, I heard my mother’s voice.”
“…A revelation from Mother God? You say that’s a secret?”
“I couldn’t decide whether to tell you or not. It’s no secret.”
“So you mean you’re going to be judged now?”
“right. Because Iofia is here.”
Iofya, the youngest sister of Utequai’s wife, Kaefya, has recently become the new shaman of the Likuwa tribe. The reason she is called ‘Kanzai Iofiya’ is because she got the title ‘Kanzai’, which means female shaman.
Iofiya had a dream as soon as he received the title of Kanzai, not enough to become a formal shaman at a young age. A dream in which the voice of a mother is heard.
The elders of the tribe decided that the dream was in vain, saying that Mosin could not have given her voice to a young shaman who was only 17 years old. However, Iofiya was convinced that she had received the revelation from the mother goddess and finally set out on the road alone.
“…the little guy is very smart. So what did you hear?”
“…Iofia heard that there would be a road ahead of the great warrior.”
“The Great Warrior? are you talking?”
“right. maybe.”
“There is a road in front of you…
I leaned against the backrest and tapped the armrest.
Before contemplating the meaning of the revelation given to Iofiah, I thought of what could happen in the future. It’s the Dark World scenario.
The reason why the prairie became the land of the devil was that the middle world and the dark world, or the middle world and the dark world, were in contact. To put it simply, the real proof that the dark world is swallowing the middle world is the devil’s land.
For this reason, it was only at the end of the campaign that the hometowns of berserkers and soul shamans regained their true greenness.
It’s the end of the campaign.
The Dark World’s campaign consists of a total of ten chapters. The background starts from Ireland, goes to South Harbor, Mount Graduil (Longville), Raven’s Cliff (Gistol), Seteniora Monastery, and ends with the Royal Capital (emperor’s capital), the Underworld, and the Dark World.
It is only after these ten chapters are finished that the devil’s land will regain its original appearance.
Of course, I had long since given up hope that this scenario would hold.
No wonder. Even Saint Abel, the leading NPC who plays a key role in the last five chapters, is dead, so what can I expect?
Besides, Antrum and Gowon, who had been active for the past couple of months, weren’t even the backgrounds of the Dark World in the first place. It is said that the fact that I am now here in High Castle and fighting a war is a development far out of the scenario.
If things had gone according to the scenario, by now you should have been dealing with Ulkar, who had fallen into the King of Slaughter, and was corrupting. To be precise, it would be filming a survival film against the backdrop of a ruined royal capital, but anyway.
Even in the current situation where the scenario has become a mess, there are things that have not changed.
That’s the ending.
The main threat to this world is that other dimensions, including the Dark Territory, tear down the thinned dimensional boundary and swallow the middle world. And there is only one way to get rid of this threat. It is to defeat the Dark Lord, the boss of the tenth chapter and the owner of the Dark World.
…a dark lord.
If you recall the impression from the game, he was terrifying and… very fucked up, befitting the final boss of the campaign. No matter how low it was, it was worth trying at level 55.
In real life, it is impossible to predict who he will be. But it will definitely be much more difficult than dealing with them by tapping on the keyboard.
“…I’m not sure about the revelation you or Iophya received.”
I slowly parted my lips, gradually controlling my thoughts of leaking somewhere else.
“Can you guess at least how to get a clue?”
“Guess what? how?”
Utequai’s little eyes widened, and I shrugged my shoulders in reply.
“It smells like the Dark Realm, the land of demons you saw in your dreams.”
“Is it the Dark Territory?”
Hayla, who had been silently thinking on one side of the table, opened her mouth.
“Magic?”
“that’s right. Have you both felt it?”
Oh O” Heh.
It happened when I met Ramashda, the boss of the third chapter and the queen of Anupad, at the mouth of Mount Graduil.
At that time, I killed Ramash Dar without much difficulty, but he was already tainted with demonic energy by receiving the blessing of darkness from the ‘Messenger of the Dark Realm’.
In the end, countless followers of the evil god came out of his split stomach, and in the end, even the dark knight ‘Achillem Nur’ was summoned.
“Huh” 丁That.
Utequai tilted his head as he touched his smooth-shaven chin.
“Was it the same smell? I do not know.”
“Of course you don’t know.”
Utequai reached level 33 two days ago, but his magic power was still only 20.
Even so, I scored up to 20 points to increase the efficiency of the ‘Magical Seal’ skill, which enhances the power of tattoos in proportion to magical power. Until then, the magical power of the knights had was no different from that of pure knights.
In other words, it was natural that he did not feel demonic energy when confronting the realm of evil spirits that Ramashda had vomited, or when encountering the land of demons.
Heila, on the other hand, was a different story.
“Margie… yes. It was a kind of magic that I will never forget.” Strength and agility are only 15 16 points, but magic power is a whopping 45 Heila. It seemed that she could not forget the magic she felt at Mount Graduil.
“I don’t remember exactly about Hatanka-san’s dream, but I think I felt a faint sense of magic.”
When she entered Utequai’s dream, Heila had been shot in the previous dream – a dream set in an ASP somewhere in Gangwon-do. My stomach was torn apart by 12.7mm machine gun bullets, and I was literally on the verge of dying.
Since she had such high magic power, it seemed that even in that state, she vaguely felt demonic energy.
“…… Ugh”
M3
Utequai nodded with his arms crossed.
“Then, is the voice Iofya heard telling me that there is a dark world in my path?”
“It could be the Dark Territory itself, but let’s start by chasing the Dark Knight.”
“Do you have any plans?”
“plan?”
It reminded me of a request I had made to track down and kill the dark knight not too long ago.
Arcane Hunter Ashur. Could he hunt Achilles Nur?
I let out a bloody laugh.
“Well, since you have a useful hunting dog attached, there must be good news. For now, wait and sleep.”
“……good night.”
“Do you mind waiting a bit?”
“Does not matter. Great. A mother’s voice is important, but saving her own people is also important.”
Utequai’s black eyes flared up again as he remembered the warriors of the Sueatan tribe serving as slave soldiers in the enemy camp.
for a while too. He calmed down his anger with a short snort and left the room. It was to convey the story he had heard to Iophya.
The black and white serpent Zaharkar and Baluin. These are the names of the two families that rule Ireland, an island as huge as three counties put together.
The two families were subjugated by the Conqueror King Zeot more than 170 years ago, but they still did not lose their control over Ireland.
No, it wasn’t to the point of not losing it. After the family of twin kings became the family of twin princesses, the black and white snake’s dominance became stronger. It was thanks to the official recognition of the ‘special status’ for the sea area, excluding the northern part of the Crescent Islands and the coastal waters of the continent, and based on this, virtually control of the entire sea.
To Zeot, a man from the north, the sea would have been an annoying and irritating existence. On the other hand, Hakar and Baluin, who had taken root in Ireland since the reign of the Blood King, knew the value of dominating the sea very well.
The reason why they endured the humiliation of bowing their heads in front of the tyrannical king of conquerors may be because they believed that their descendants would rule the southern seas of the continent in the future.
Whatever their ancestors may have been, today the black and white serpent rules the vast seas more than four times the size of the kingdom. The three fleets, whose symbols are fangs and scaly tongues, are gathering wealth by holding onto dozens of sea routes.
As for the extent of its prestige, even the electors of the Mittergerant Empire or the Amirs of the Amir Alliance had to pay a toll if they wanted to enter the sea area under the control of Zahakar and Baluin.
What if you reject it?
what’s obvious After being hit by the red harpoons thrown by the elite blood knights, they were robbed to the bone.
For this reason, those who made a living from the powers or trades located on the southern coast of the continent tried to maintain good relations with the two ducal families of Ireland.
In this regard, the lords of the Milanol Kingdom were no exception.
As Zahakar and Baluin were also subordinate to the royal family of Zeore, they could not sanction or impose a toll on their fellow vassals without justification.
However, they are two dukes who have ruled the sea for a long time. It’s forbidden to cheat or steal… There’s no way you can’t shake off ‘influence’.
Thanks to this, the shadows of the black and white serpents are thickly cast over the six provinces on the southern and southwestern coasts of the kingdom – Onouta, Meadouta, Saban, Albibton, Abiden, Odenlock. Lords and nobles sent envoys to Ireland from time to time to maintain close relations, and merchants and sailors paid bribes to the two dukes as if paying tribute to the sea before sailing… “…that’s why you’re here
. A hidden reason?”
“Ugh”
Heyla nodded as she tilted her glass.
The cherry brandy I brought was already over, and I was sipping the finest wine I had bought from Lianwell. Judging by the slight blush on his face, he must have drunk quite a bit, but his eyes were still clear.
“There are a few people I know.”
“Here at High Castle? who?”
“…There are more than a hundred people a week who come to Tow’s Den to meet the owner of Ireland. I can’t even remember one by one.”
Unlike me, who carried a rock and wielded a sword, whether or not there were guests from the land, Heila often had to show her face in front of them.
Why?
After all, I was born as an illegitimate son and was registered as a bastard, and Heila is a proud enemy.
Even though this body’s father was ‘Akele the Fresh Blood’, an executive of the Zaharkar family, his mother, Lira, was nothing more than a slave. Heyla, on the other hand, was the younger sister of the Duke-elect and was raised as the Golden Hellleaf of House Baluin. identity may be different.
“For now, Viscount Cyril will definitely remember me.”
“If Viscount Cyril, is that goblin-like man? Are you from Abiden?”
“…I don’t know if it resembles a goblin, but it’s true that it’s a vassal of the Milgrester family. There must be a few other people besides him who recognize me.”
“Hmm.”
My butt hurts.
I scratched my eyebrows and opened my mouth.
“Wouldn’t it be better to just identify yourself? Like the Marquis of Eavon, everyone in the know would have noticed anyway.”
“no. It is a completely different matter for us to reveal ourselves and for others to guess.”
“…What’s the difference?”
“Think of it from the family’s point of view.”
“O” Reminds me
of the words Heila said in front of the Marquis of Eavon who was questioning our identity
.
-You are free to have doubts, but you must take responsibility when you act to resolve those suspicions.
-Sometimes it’s better not to know anything.
As the saying goes, there’s nothing wrong with those who have doubts about our identity whispering among themselves.
However, the story is different if we identify ourselves or are identified by a prominent nobleman.
“The man from Zaharkar became the knight of the prince. It’s okay because your identity hasn’t been announced right now, but what if you reveal yourself?”
“The family won’t leave me alone. I won’t kill anything.”
“Because you are pregnant. And it will cause bigger problems. What if it turns out that the man who will give birth to the next duke has been through all sorts of dangers on land?”
“Kaisis, for the sake of the prestige of the family… must show ‘overreaction’
.”
“Like your grandfather burned Radenki because of my grandfather?”
“that’s right.”
If I were simply the bastard of the Zaharkar family, I wouldn’t have worried about this, but since I was designated as the conceived person, it would be really dangerous to reveal my identity without permission.
I won’t be able to reveal my identity. Whether people notice or not, I’m going to have to put an iron plate on my face.
I let out a deep sigh.
“Ah, that really hurts. So why designate a runaway bastard as the conceived son?”
“Because there are no suitable candidates. If it’s not you…
Heila, who had put down her drink before she knew it, hesitated for a moment before choosing her words.
“…It’s a situation where you have to get the next operation through one of the common monsters. And none of the adults in the family want that.”
The monsters she spoke of were the products of long-term inbreeding between Zaharkar and Baluin. A deformed son who does not feel emotions and gives off a bizarre atmosphere.
I got a little playful and smiled.
“You wanted it too?”
” what?”
“Did you want me to be the conceived child?”
“Yeah, I wanted it then.”
“…You said you wanted it then? now?”
Instead of answering, Heila just wiggled her hands together around her belly button.
“Heyla?”
“…now I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“I’m just.”
She bit her lip once.
The expression on her face was completely different from her usual inanimate appearance, which was embarrassing.
“it’s hard.”
“…what?”
“I do not know. It just hurts and I hate you.” A single tear trickled down his slightly flushed cheeks.
It’s not something I would say in the yard where a woman shed tears, but I was thrilled.
Heila’s face was still expressionless, and there was no emotion in her eyes. And yet, just one drop of tear was what brought it all to life.
More than any other moment I’ve ever seen her. I felt more attractive now, with my clothes disheveled and stinging.
“under.”
I found it funny and inadvertently burst out laughing.
“Smile?”
For some reason, I quickly pressed the clown at the sound of desperation. And he tapped his knee.
“Come on.”
“what?”
“Come here.”
Even with my pull, Heila narrowed her brows but didn’t move. The glaring eyes were very sharp, but because of the moist bite, they were not threatening at all.
“Come quickly.”
“…Sit there?”
“uh.”
“no. why me.”
“Let’s continue what we did last time.”
She narrowed her eyes, then blinked as if she realized the meaning of what I said.
As if there was an earthquake, the eyes shake.
hey he was so cute
“come fast. Are you leaving if I don’t come?”
At the ensuing urge, Heila pretended to win and took a few steps closer. I ran out of patience and grabbed her hand and put her on my lap.
“What is this?”
she covered her soft lips before she even finished speaking.
wo O” -—.
As the offal meat came and went, she hung limply on my body like a wet blanket. I couldn’t breathe properly and only my chin trembled in response. Something hot welled up from deep inside, but I finally pulled my lips apart.
“Now, until here.”
“……uh?”
Heila, who blinked her eyes wide open, licked her lips.
“Oh why.”
“Because you broke your promise.”
“What promise?”
“You promised not to harm my comrades.”
Black pearl-like eyes shook in confusion.
“When am I? I never hurt you.”
“You did that earlier. I thought you were going to tear everyone around me to pieces?”
“…I didn’t do anything in the end.”
He lightly kissed the tip of her nose as he murmured as if he was unfair.
“Anyway, that’s it for today.
“Ugh 99
As if a button had been pressed, Heila squeezed a few more tears.
Ha, my God. How can someone with such a beautiful crying face exist?
