Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 107

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Episode 107 Return of the Hero (3)

The next morning.

Bikir got up on the shabby bed of the inn.

Heisis’ offer to come and stay in the fort’s VIP room last night was rejected.

It was because the lodging fee had already been paid.

After descending the creaky wooden stairs and stepping onto the first floor, the guards who stood guard in front of the inn last night saluted with booming voices.

“Loyalty!”

“…I don’t belong to Morgue, so there’s no need to salute.”

“Vikir-sama is the hero of the Red Awl Castle! Also, since we will not forget the grace that saved our lives from the flood two years ago, we will show our respect with all our sincerity from the bottom of our hearts…!”

Bikir decided to listen only to that point.

It seemed that he would have to get used to the salutes and words of congratulations he heard from now on.

Because I can’t feel the unfamiliar heat.

At that time, one of yesterday’s waitresses rushed over and handed a bundle to Bikir.

“Hey, hey… if you don’t mind, have a bite on the way…”

It was a good piece of beef skewered and herbal spices and dark beer in a cold glass bottle.

Then the guards who saw the scene sighed deeply.

“What’s wrong with a woman who didn’t care about that world?”

“How could Nancy, the byword for unkindness, be that kind of a cold wind at

an inn?”

“A dirty world. After all, the face is everything.”

But Nancy wasn’t the only one who had changed.

Dag-Dak-Dag-Dak- As

soon as the morning sun rose, three horses approached the inn where Bikir was.

The three leading horses were followed by numerous other chariots and attendants.

Those riding on the horses in the forefront are Morgue’s Three Horses.

Morgue Highsis Morgue Middlesis Morgue Lowsis.

For some reason, many parts of them were different from yesterday’s appearance.

First of all, her white skin, red lips, and thick eyebrows stand out.

It looks natural as if no makeup is on, but in fact, it is a full makeup that has been invested with extreme time and money.

Moreover, he wore formal formal clothes that he would never normally wear.

Before long, the three men of Morgue, who had met Bikir, dismounted from their horses.

Even Hysis, who was known for her bad temper, said ‘thank you’ in a kind voice to the attendant who supported her feet.

Bikir said to the triplets.

“It’s a wartime situation. Is it okay to go unarmed?”

It was an unintentional question.

But they answered with a straight face.

“This is an armament, too.”

“That’s also fully armed. It’s called ‘combat readiness’.”

“Hohoho sisters’ makeup is more like camouflage than armaments.”

At the words of the youngest, Loucis, the expressions of the two older sisters instantly harden.

“Oops? Camouflage. That’s what you’re talking about hiding your cheekbones with brushing~” ”

I only hid the cheekbones, but my sisters? It’s at the level of civil engineering~”

“Okay, get rid of your bangs. Let’s play soccer on his forehead.”

The three fires of Morgue, who suddenly started fighting each other, began to bleakly swirl around the magical air currents around them.

Despite the obvious smiling faces, the temperature around them was gradually dropping.

However, their fight was soon stopped with a single word from Bikir.

“Have you sent a call to the Baskervilles?”

Then Hysis was the first to raise her hand and answer.

“Yes! I sent an owl yesterday to tell you the news! Mr. Bikir has returned.”

Subtly, the title was changed from ‘Nim’ to ‘Mr.

This is Hysis’ own effort to become more friendly.

Of course, Bikir didn’t care at all.

“That’s it. I’ll go alone from here.”

Even from here, it is still in front of the inn. It just means going alone.

The three sisters were blatantly sorry.

“……Can I take you with me?”

“It’s a long way to the fort’s borders.”

“The road is complicated. You might lose it.”

“I’ll be busy, but that’s okay.”

“I’m not busy at all! I’m really not busy!”

“We don’t have much work, so these days we just sleep all the time! The savages are also quiet, and we are also quiet.”

“If you’re just going, come with us! We’ll give you some information on tourist spots…” ”

No, that’s fine. I’d appreciate it if you could lend me a horse.”

Bikir waved his hand. And I thought to myself.

‘When I go back to my hometown, I’ll have to report that Morgue’s expatriates are playing around.’

This kind of insincerity is unforgivable to sleep leisurely while renting someone else’s land.

at that time. Hysis brought a white horse from behind.

Unusually, it was a horse with only two ears dyed pink.

“She’s my favorite child. Her name is ‘Poppy’ and I’ve been raising her since she was a baby. When she’s riding this kid, she’s always riding with me… No no! Please think of it as riding with me.”

“Sister, you bought that horse in a hurry at the horse market last night.”

“That’s right. To choose the best guy, the horsemen urged me a lot, but it was completely true~”

Hisis gritted her teeth at her younger siblings.

well anyway

Bikir got on the horse.

Even then, the three sisters were bickering over who would guide Vikir to the edge of the Red Fang Castle.

at that time.

“……Ah. I have a question for you.”

Bikir turned his head.

The three sisters who met those eyes stopped moving for a moment and looked up at Bikir’s face with a blank expression.

Eyes as if possessed.

However, at Vikir’s words that followed, the girls were startled and came to their senses.

“Where is Camus?”

Camu. Morgue Camus.

Upon hearing that name, the three sisters returned to reality in an instant, as if they had drank a glass of cold water.

“That’s right. That’s right, there was Camus.”

“……We can go after it like this?”

“That’s why I told you not to do that earlier, sisters!”

The three sisters realized what they had done and panicked.

Before long, Hysis answered Vikir’s question.

“If it’s Camus, I’ve entered the closed-gwan training now.”

“……Closed?”

When Bikir asked back, Hysis shook her head and gave a rough explanation of what had happened.

I heard that after Bikir went missing, Kamu formed a pursuit party and searched the Red Sea and the Black Mountains for many years.

However, after that, when he couldn’t even rescue Bikir, let alone retrieve the corpse, Kamyu suddenly stopped searching and went into lung training.

And what he heard through the three sisters of Morgue was astonishing.

“He broke up with Uncle Adolf.”

Hysis said as if she was also surprised.

I heard that Kamu has changed a little since the time he stopped searching for Bikir.

His condescending personality died a lot, and he became less talkative.

Then, suddenly, Morgue Adolph announced his withdrawal from the Myeong Party, which was the supreme councilor.

Since he was a Camus who followed Adolph, who was his uncle and the party leader of a good party, as if he were a parent, Morgue was shocked internally as well.

However, Adolf did not express any official opinion about this.

I just silently watched as Kamu, who had defected, joined the dark party, which stood at the opposite end of the good party.

“……It’s a dark party.”

Bikir frowned slightly.

There are two factions in the House of Morgue.

A bright party that uses magic to produce results internally and externally.

And although it is not revealed internally and externally, it is the dark party that deeply researches and develops magic within the family.

The members of Myeongdang go around inside and outside the family to do various field activities, such as subjugating monsters or building buildings.

On the other hand, the members of the dark party generally do not come out of the family.

However, they deeply study magic in a specific field and genre, and discover and recreate new magic through countless trials and errors.

In other words, it is the difference between a field job and a research job.

Bikir thought to himself.

‘Currently, the head of the Mighty Hall is Morgue Adolf, and the head of the Dark Hall must be Morgue Snake.’

Morgue Snake. He is the archmage who leads the dark circles of Morgue and holds the title of Marquis of the Empire.

He had the same title as the head of the household, Morgue Lespannet, and as a distant relative of hers, not much was known to the public.

Only the evaluation that he was extremely squeamish and meticulous went up and down in the imperial family.

……Of course, Vikir, who had passed through the age of destruction, knew the character Morgue Snake quite well.

‘This is unexpected.’

Bikir frowned.

Before returning, Camu and Snake had a very bad relationship.

However, in this life, for some reason, Camu joined hands with Snake out of nowhere.

Morgue’s party consisted of 1 delegate, 20 members of the House of Representatives, and 400 members of the House of Representatives, so it was highly likely that Camus would have entered the House of Representatives.

Maybe he didn’t take the seat of the legislature itself.

Bikir opened his mouth after a little thought.

“Can you send a message to Camus?”

Then, Hysis nodded as if it were natural.

“Sure. Whose request is it?”

“Okay. Then I’ll ask for a short line.”

Bikir nodded, and all three sisters took out pens and papers and were ready to write.

However, the words that came out of Bikir’s mouth were very simple.

– When it’s time, let’s see each other’s faces.

……?

Is this all?

Wasn’t it a sad relationship to reunite after 2 years?

Three sisters, Hysis Middlesis and Lowsis, standing with dazed expressions.

Towards them, he casually added a word that seemed to have just come to mind.

“Oh, and. Be sure to leave the dark party.”

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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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