Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 227


Episode 227 Tuition Fee (3)

Hunter Guild ‘Sherpa’ This is an outsourcing agency that dispatches hunters and guides to hunt monsters.

Although this guild did not have mercenaries with excellent military power, it was famous for having many guides who were knowledgeable about the ecology and geography of monsters.

The guides here, all of whom are natives of more than three generations, know where various rare monsters are hiding and where they form colonies.

Of course, he knows shortcuts and secret escape routes.

However, since the only classes that could be dispatched were guides and porters, the guild was always in a small situation.

This is because even after the subjugation quest is over, they have to endure unfair treatment, such as not being properly recognized for their achievements or being beaten for their wages.

however.

The presence of the captain who leads the Sherpa Guild has been a strong support to the guild members even in such a difficult situation.

The guild

‘s front door opened.

The guild members who were training at the gymnasium shouted in unison as they looked back at the main gate of the guild office.

“The guild leader goes to work!”

“Attention! Salute!”

“hello!”

A man who is respected by everyone in the guild.

He is 2 meters tall, 30 centimeters tall, and weighs close to 180 kilograms.

Tightly shaved sports hair, the scars that cross the face vertically and horizontally, the heavy armor-like muscles covering the whole body, and even the martial arts on the graduator.

The name of this man who looks like a huge beast is ‘Miniature Pinscher’ aka ‘Minpin’!

How many people can beat his labor cost by looking at his appearance?

The Sherpa Guild can stand firm as long as Minpin, who has both a terrifying appearance and terrifying skills, reigns as the guild leader.

He was even famous for being merciless when training guild members because of his strict skill-first principle.

“If you sweat a lot in training, you bleed less in battle!”

The expressions of the guild members, who had been running around the parade ground, hardened again at the thunder-like blows of the mini pins.

It was all thanks to him that the Sherpa Guild’s porters and guides were armed with steel-like stamina and mental strength.

Moreover, Minipin’s inaction is at the level of a graduate. It was at a level where he could belong to a fairly top-notch mercenary guild.

Even in the national army of the empire, scouts are coming as military training assistants.

However, Minpin was rejecting all these offers.

‘I like hunting. Fighting monsters is my calling.’

This was Minpin’s conviction.

To put it bluntly, I had a small wish to one day belong to the Baskervilles guarding the western front, but they wouldn’t send me a scouting offer first, so that was a long way off.

So, Minpin’s first goal was to preserve and protect the current guild.

“For that, you have to screen out employers.”

After Minpin went to his office, he looked over the new requests.

“Let’s see, this is a porter dispatch request from another mercenary guild. Capturing Venomphion for research… But the number of attendants is too small. If you get caught up in it, the porters will die. Dismissed. Is this a commercial route guidance request? ?Emm, but the escorting mercenaries’ level of armed force is way below expectations. You might lose the guides

.

Almost 90% of the requests were filtered out of the mountain of request statements.

Minpin clicked his tongue.

“…How many of these will survive until next year?”

There were too many people who didn’t even know what they were doing and wanted to subjugate strong monsters.

If you attach porters or guides to such people, they will most likely be wiped out.

“Couriers and guides are weak and slow to escape, so they are used as shields in times of crisis. They can’t lose members of the same guild like that.”

So, Minpin was thoroughly filtering out weak or reckless clients through interviews.

Submitting a mercenary plaque or mercenary ID card proving that you are a strong mercenary, or accepting clients with military service experience, and rejecting even the smallest requests for careers below that.

……It was the same situation as right now.

“What? Academy student? First year at that?”

Minipin reviewed the last submitted request statement in front of his eyes.

One of the newcomers to the academy has requested to hire a guide.

< Request Details >

Name: Bikir

Affiliation: Colosseo Academy

Request Content: 1 guide Hire

Purpose: Subdue monsters

Normally, students belonging to the academy don’t visit places like this often. Because they are all children of rich families.

However, there are oddballs who come to these places from time to time, mostly out of light curiosity and a desire to experience the lower life.

And from the point of view of the hunting guild, it is inevitable to lose precious colleagues who have been together for decades while hanging out with the children of the same family.

“Huh. Why would the young master of the academy be in a place like this? Did you want to enjoy entertainment?”

There is not even information about which monsters to catch. I just want to hire a guide.

Of course, it was not even worth worrying about.

Minpin crumpled up the request statement and threw it in the trash.

“Give me a glass of milk and send it back. You’re such an arrogant kid. Do you think the subjugation quest is a joke with the ladies?”

Minipin completely ignored Bikir’s request statement.

……And that was the beginning of all the tragedies that followed that night.

* * *

Night. The moon didn’t even rise.

Minpin returned home after working overtime.

When I got home, I saw my rabbit-like wife and bear-like child already asleep in bed.

Minpin, who passed through the living room and entered the kitchen, was hungry and rummaged through the storage room. He intended to boil some potatoes for a late-night snack.

at that time.

Minpin found a late-night snack on the kitchen table.

Eggs, bacon and toasted cornbread were served. Although it has cooled down, it still looks delicious.

“……honey.”

Minpin muttered lowly as he turned to his sleeping wife.

She got married when she was young and suffered all this time. Although she has never done anything insignificant, I am always grateful and sorry for her daughter who is growing up well.

“Be patient with me. I’ll solve the jackpot request someday and make you happy.”

Minpin went into bed thinking that he would have to work even harder as a head of household.

My wife seems to have fallen asleep while putting her daughter to sleep, so today I have to use the wide bed alone.

Eventually, when Minpin covered his eyes with an arm pillow.

Bass Rock –

A small noise started coming from the second floor window of the bedroom.

“……what?”

Minpin yawned and pulled himself up.

Then I saw a silhouette climbing over the window and coming in.

A man wearing a black mask opens a window on the second floor and enters.

Minpin laughed.

He must have been a petty thief, since he didn’t even have a knife in his hand.

But he was a really unlucky shoplifter.

“Even if you come in…”

The guild leader of the Sherpa Guild and the leader of all the guides. He has the rank of a graduate, and he is coming to rob his own house, which is also receiving love calls from the Imperial Army and prominent mercenary guilds.

“I’m going to have to take care of it properly. After subduing it, I’ll see Tyler and give it to him. Or should I hand him over to the Imperial Guard?”

In fact, Minpin has been like this a few times.

The petty thieves who could not overcome the hunger climbed over the fence, Minpin scolded them harshly and guided them, and now they became his second younger brother’s subordinates.

So this time, after listening to the circumstances of the robbery after being subdued, he had the ability to close his eyes if the situation was dire.

“Hey. Stop there for a second. If you surrender now, you can close your eyes…”

But the one who really closed his eyes was the minipin.

Perong!

The black masked man threw his fist at lightning speed.

It brushed past the tips of Minpin’s ears, snapped a few strands of hair, and shot out to the side.

The moment Minpin swallowed the wind, a hole was made in the wall next to him.

…suck!

A fist-shaped hole was punched in the wall made of solid wood.

“This is a warning.”

An eerie voice escaped from the masked man’s mouth.

A cold sweat trickled down Minpin’s spine.

‘If it was hit…’

If that fist hit the face directly, the skull would have been crumbled like a grain of sand.

A level beyond human strength. Are you using mana? Otherwise, it cannot be explained.

“You bastard! You dare to know who I am!”

Minipin realized that the opponent was not normal and raised mana right away.

The whitish aura between the low-class grader gas and liquid was applied to Minipin’s fist.

but.

…Kiddak

The opponent raises his fist too. Surprisingly, there wasn’t even a handful of mana in his fist.

It was only then that Minpin realized that the opponent’s fist had just been thrown by pure strength.

‘What kind of power…’

I get chills at the moment. If it was a body that spewed out such power even though it did not use mana, what would be the result if it used mana as well?

‘It’s fortunate that he can’t use mana.’

It’s been years since I’ve been thrilled by someone else’s pure physical strength.

The moment Minpin let out a sigh of relief.

Fit!

Surprisingly, mana started pouring out of the intruder’s fists.

……!?

But Minpin wasn’t surprised.

Fuck!

It’s because the memory was cut off from the moment the other person wanted a fist flying under the chin.


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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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