The Blood Knight’s Villains Chapter 542

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My Villains Chapter 542

68. Travel to the Royal Road (15)

The trading post owned by Count Milgrester occupied the most prestigious position in the port district of Proshafen.

There was an anchorage in the rear, so a small pier for cargo barges was set up, and in front of it was the intersection of flagstone roads, so more than 30% of the port’s total logistics had to pass through this place.

Across the road, a private yard was spread wide, and it was so full of all kinds of products that you couldn’t even see the wooden planks on the floor. The distance from the yard teeming with guards hired by the Milgrester family to the loading facility with three cranes seemed to be less than 100 meters at most.

It’s an amazing location, but I had to put up with the stench and noise unique to the pier. The hospitality hall located in the heart of the trading post building was no exception.

“…I apologize, Your Excellency.”

Did he misunderstand the furrowed brows from the thick fishy smell and loud noise? Fogan, who was sitting across from me, kept looking at me.

As an aide to the great lord and the boss of the Milgrester trading company, he is a noble man, if he is a big man in his own way, but he is always polite in front of me, so I don’t really feel that way. This is why people cannot write if they are only humble.

“I’m sorry, please explain the situation properly.”

He had just asked for the Milgrester family’s support by revealing the outline of his journey to the kingdom. Contrary to what I expected, Fogan showed an attitude of withholding an answer with a very cautious face.

It was an unexpected reaction, so I was a little embarrassed, but I didn’t feel very offended. Because I know that the Fogans, not the Milgresters, are neither foolish nor foolish enough to refuse my request for no reason.

“…As you well know, our lord is currently studying in the royal capital.”

He proceeded to explain in a cautious manner.

“It’s been two years at most, and he’ll be back next year at the latest, but as the owner of Jinjujwa has left Coluju, the anxiety felt by the villagers is not the only one.”

The floating city of Colouse is the capital of the Abiden region and is the birthplace and base of the Milgrester family. The pearl seat is the seat of the lord in the count’s palace in Coluju.

I asked with a sad face.

“…why are you suddenly bringing up the story of the young people? When did I ask you to conscript the serfs and hand them over?”

“Your Excellency, what I am saying is”

“Just give me information and ask for directions. Why can’t a seventeen-year-old count do that if he’s not there? Why are all the vassals left in Coluju vegetative?”

Despite the cold sarcasm, Fogan remained calm.

“Although loyal vassals such as Sir Ecbert and Sir Slanweed fill the vacant positions. However, it is impossible to completely represent the lord with just a few knights.”

“It’s too long again. So what’s the point?”

“…for those reasons, Viscount Cyril Law is currently in Colooge.”

“Viscount Cirillo?”

He is the host of Count Ines and an aristocratic commander who led an army during the Kalnalman War.

I thought of Viscount Cyril and tilted my head.

“Why is that goblin-like man? He said he would usurp it while his young nephew was gone?”

“Could it be possible?”

Fogan shook his head resolutely.

“Your lord is Milgrester’s only enemy and has gained absolute authority through the last war. Even if Viscount Cirillo harbors a cheerful heart, as long as there are numerous vassals, Pearl Seat will not be in danger.”

“Then what is the problem?”

“That…

He hesitated for a moment, then wet his lips to express his concern.

“If Viscount Cyril pushes against the king, troublesome things will happen.”

“Push?”

“Isn’t the Patriarch of El Ganore sent a letter of excommunication to His Excellency? Besides, ever since His Excellency declared Prince Ulkar’s revenge and Princess Yuril’s salvation, Zacharys has been obsessed with monitoring the current situation of the Silver Prince.”

“ Q……”

…….

“We, Milgrester, are already under the royal family’s surveillance for doing business in this area. Under these circumstances, if the fact that you have been admitted to the territory is known, it is certain that there will be a lot of trouble. You may be treated as an infiltrator or a traitor.”

“Then Viscount Cirillo…

“He is a greedy person. Might take advantage of this situation.”

My back hurts little by little. I quietly scratched my eyebrows and organized my thoughts.

“Are you going to give my nephew and me to the king all at once? To claim the Countess?”

“As Milgrester’s vassal, I think it’s nothing but a rumor, but it’s not entirely impossible.”

“…yeah. I know roughly how it is.”

Viscount Cirillo was also a comrade who fought alongside him during the war, but he did not have a very trustworthy impression. I’ve often heard very credible rumors that he repeatedly ate the landlords and nobles under his command.

“Doesn’t the viscount play a pretty important role in Coluge?”

“Um, not really. With the status of the lord’s chieftain and a high title, the voice is louder than the authority you have.”

“Anyway, that means you have to avoid his eyes and ears… Shit, I decided to go to Abiden to get help, but now that I see it, I’ll be glad I don’t get in the way.”

“I’m sorry, Your Excellency.”

I licked my lips with bitterness.

The bigger problem is the fact that this is not just the case of Count Ines and the Milgrester family. Heading to the capital, I was thinking of getting help from friendly lords from all over the kingdom, but somehow everyone might be in a similar situation.

When I first heard that Zacharys was trying to bring the heirs of minor lords and aristocrats from all over the kingdom to the capital, I wanted to do something crazy. However, seeing how my affairs were entangled in this way, it seems that the call-in of hostages was not a reckless foolish act.

“…Whoa fuck.”

Even when I conceived the plan in Eisbobalt, it seemed that it would work out without any problems, but when the matter fell right in front of me, shit was all over the place.

Fogan shook his shoulders at the sigh and double curse I let out in frustration.

“Of course- you can use our liner when crossing the knife blade. You will not be satisfied, but we will provide you with various support while passing through Abiden.”

“What can I do? That’s how things are… And the most important thing anyway is tomorrow’s liner. Going beyond the blade in secret.”

“If that’s the case, don’t worry at all. We have prepared the most reliable captains and crew.”

“Oh and. Attach a guide who will lead you on a quiet road to the Marva region.”

“All right. As expected, prepare with a heavy mouth.”

It was a pity that he couldn’t receive the full support of the Milgrester family, but he couldn’t turn around after coming this far for just that reason.

I finished checking the details against the Fogans and

left the trading post.

The Cel-Sid Ryu, which has a legend of the swordsmanship of the Elyos, was simple and straight-forward, not befitting its fancy modifier.

In fact, it’s awkward to even call it swordsmanship. I’ve never seen anyone using a ‘sword’ among the cell-seed style swordsmen. This is because everyone uses heavy weapons such as a large ax or a wide sword.

Their use of heavy weapons was not at all incomprehensible.

The swordsmen of the Cell-Seed style fly freely using magic tools unique to their school called the ‘Coffin of Wings’. Instead of stepping on the ground, you can show off complex three-dimensional maneuvers, so you don’t have to deal with weapons complicatedly.

It is the style of Cell Seed that it is enough to fly to be flashy and to be strong in martial arts. It’s a story that somehow makes sense.

On the other hand, even though the cell-seed style was created with the assumption of flying, it was not a half-hearted martial art that would become useless while stepping on the ground.

“Huh-ap!”

The spirit of the woman who had invested more than 20 years in training was so great that the open courtyard resonated.

Tiloria, who rolled to the ground once with my throw, bounced back with a spirit and swung a broad-bladed sword.

A flash of light

crossed the air with a vibrating sound like a giant wasp flapping its wings.

I stopped the thief with the heavy one-handed half-sword ‘Saint’s Destruction’. No, I just pretended to be my wife, but I slightly delayed the timing and leaned my upper body back.

joy!

Scary that the sharp edge of the sword grazed his hair, he thrust the sword like a thunderbolt. Before Tiloria realized that she had missed her target, the heavy blade of the one-handed half-sword clung to the back of the curved sword.

I just put strength on my wrist.

Kakaga-

Like a swordsman who is about to become a master, Tiloria noticed the situation belatedly and tried to reap the sword. However, my one-handed and half-sword was already firmly entangled in the back of the curved sword.

“Suddenly-”

Tiloria gritted her teeth and backed away, but as I twisted the entangled blades even harder, her grip quickly dissipated.

king.’

Tiloria exclaimed indignantly as the sword bounced off.

“In Asuberg, they don’t use swords like that!”

“…okay? Then, let’s assume that Ludo is a more practical swordsman.”

“Ha, nonsense. I heard that I have to imitate Asuberg’s swordsman. Then, shouldn’t I be equipped with the basics first?”

“Look at my skills. If you hold it roughly and wield it, that’s the basics.”

“Ha…

Tiloria shook her head with a look like, ‘What are all these arrogant children?’

But even in the midst of that, I couldn’t find a handful of hostility in the eyes directed at me

. This was also one of my achievements over the past two years.

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The Blood Knight’s Villains

The Blood Knight’s Villains

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Status: Completed
“Dark World,” the game I, a thirty-year-old salaryman, had devoted my entire youth to. “What the fuck is this…” When I opened my eyes, Dark World had become my reality. The pouring rain, dripping hot blood, and a cold blade. At the moment of my impending death, I came into this familiar world.

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