Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 400


Episode 400: Black Tongue (2)

“Heh heh heh heh heh- What are they doing right now?”

A thick, muddy bass sound is laid out.

Bikir faced the man in front of him with his eyes narrowed.

The entire skin visible from under the uniform was black, and there was not a single strand of hair on the smooth skin.

The tightly bulging muscles were subtly different from those of humans.

The face lacked eyelids, nose, and lips, revealing the eyeballs and sharp teeth beneath the torn eye sockets.

Bubbling and bubbling…

The muscle fibers that make up the body were moving individually and bubbling like boiling tar.

Black tongue lieutenant colonel.

He has the lowest rank among the five wardens, but in fact, in terms of seniority, he is the highest in rank except for Brigadier Plubber.

‘…Since Dordium and Suware have been lieutenant colonels ever since they were second lieutenants.’

Bikir ran the entire body of the black tongue.

The seasoned hound quickly squeezed out an estimate of the prey.

However, even if you can roughly figure out how much power it has, you still can’t figure out how evil it is or what kind of scheming it is plotting.

Therefore, Bikir faced the black tongue as the most acceptable and common sense response.

“Sorry for hurting the leech unnecessarily. I’m too surprised to stop… My heart is still pounding like it’s about to burst.”

Bikir made a fuss while stealing a cold sweat.

Like a hero from the Warring States Period, who pretended to be frightened by the sound of lightning and hid under a desk to hide his extraordinaryness from enemies in the past.

Bikir’s strategy of lowering himself must have had some effect.

The unpleasant and ominous aura that the black tongue exhaled faded, albeit just a little bit.

“Heh heh heh- are you Captain Garreum or Major? You don’t seem to have as much guts as the rumors say.”

“It’s burdensome because it seems that the situation is being highly evaluated because it is the situation.”

“No. Judging by the rumors, you’re a complete monster. Rather, it’s nice to see a human side, but what~” “…” ”

Ah

! Sit anywhere you like. Don’t worry about leeches. They are things. It has no advantages other than being soft, so I often use it as a cushion, but~” The

black tongue turned away with an unpleasant laugh.

Every time he moved, I could see his back muscles twitching, but if you look closely, they are all leeches.

These small, tough leeches were tightly attached to the black tongue’s entire body, as if each were a single muscle fiber.

In other words, he had leeches all over his body. Just like a suit-type body armor!

‘…I heard that the Black Tongue Lieutenant Colonel is a human being, but despite being human, he is not treated as a human being, so I understand why.’

Who would consider a human being who wears leeches all over his body 24 hours a day, 365 days a year?

The evaluation of the pseudohumanity was rather generous.

“Yes. You came earlier than expected? Was Bastille in a bit of a hurry?”

The black tongue was naturally inferior to Bastille, who had the same rank as a lieutenant colonel.

No wonder. In the interim, he would have already risen to the rank of brigadier general or major general.

Bikir nodded, and the black tongue smiled.

It was the kind of unpleasant smile that was smiling but didn’t show much of a smile.

“Yes. Is Bastille doing well? Is he still acting as a pet dog that is weak without an owner?”

“……It’s a difficult question to answer.”

“Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that’s true from a subordinate’s point of view. Bastille guy~ He would often rebel against my orders when Dordium or Suwareh were around, but since those two bastards weren’t around, he’d become obedient right away. What’s that? That’s funny, so I often argue with him. The reaction is fun~”

Vikir looked at the black tongue’s face for a moment.

The Black Tongue is not on good terms with all of the guards in New Wave, but I heard that it is only at odds with Dordium and Suware.

Dordium dislikes the black tongue because it interferes with every detail in embezzling various items of New Wave, and Suware has a deep evil relationship with the black tongue from the ground?

‘I’ve heard rumors that it was the black tongue that blew off half of Suware’s face.’

It was recorded in Gareum’s diary that they met each other as hostiles and fought several times in famous naval battles while they were both on the ground.

……Well, it wasn’t really something Bikir knew.

Meanwhile, the black tongue perched on the leech in front of Bikir.

Puffy!

He sat on the leech, and the leech vomited yellow and blue juice from its mouth.

I could hear people moaning inside.

“…”

“…”

Bikir and Kirko kept their mouths shut as if they had promised.

It wasn’t to hide something secret, it was just that the atmosphere was so shady and unpleasant.

‘There must be people inside the leech that acts as a cushion, right?’

‘I guess so. Let’s sit down as well. Sit on the floor if you feel uncomfortable.’

‘……no. It’s not uncomfortable.’

Kirko made a determined face and sat down on the leech ball in front of her.

It was a resolute attitude, as if not to be overpowered.

Pujik-

The leech under her buttocks trembles again and spurts thick bloody juice.

No human groaning could be heard.

‘thank god.’

Kirko thought it was fortunate out of misfortune.

If I could hear someone moaning from under my butt, I probably wouldn’t have kept my expression.

On the other hand, seeing Kirko tightly closing her eyes, the black tongue opened her mouth in a laughing voice.

“He looks like he’s farting~”

“…”

“Joke. Joke. You seem nervous,

so I’m going to let you go” I could infer that it was in full bloom.

“Now, I’ll start the interrogation. It’s simple, so don’t freeze too much. If the body is stiff, blood doesn’t circulate well, so it’s bad for blood circulation. They say it loses its taste.”

“…”

“This time again, joke. Joke. Really, young people these days are too serious. They say jokes don’t work at the moment~” The

black tongue continued to speak in a friendly tone, squinting its eyes.

“Let’s do it. I might be a little reluctant~ Because of my looks and personality! Ordinary guards don’t have a chance to meet me in the first place, right? There are many guys who have never seen me even after working in New Wave for decades.”

“…”

“The guys I see are always the same. Corruption in the military, breach of discipline, departure from duty, insults to superiors… Are they all bad guys? .Don’t worry.”

The black tongue trembled busily for a long time after that, preaching that people should not commit sins, such as that people should not be judged only by first impressions or appearances.

yet. He narrowed his eyes as he held the document containing the results of the investigation into Bikir no Garum in his hand.

“Let’s see. Gareum… Her family background was above average… She had an ordinary lower-class family… Her career was a bit below average… But recently, her grades When did this rise suddenly?… When would it be the starting point… Umm, yes… After the ‘Night Hound’ prison break incident, his grades rose noticeably… At that time, he was caught up in a big accident. Hmm… It’s been a win-win situation since then… It’s as if I’ve become a different person… It’s a special promotion after subduing the level 8 prisoner’s riot. …… There’s a hint that Colonel Bastille openly admired him and pushed him away? Could it be that they’re distant relatives or something?”

The black tongue flicked out the purple-tinged tongue and interrogated Bikir with eyes like a poisonous snake.

I could feel the intent to cling to the slightest gap and suck out everything inside.

……however.

“Yes. I’m from the ground. I recently received a telegram that my parents and siblings all died at once. They said that everyone in my hometown was affected.”

“Ohh? I’m sorry about that. What happened?”

“They said that a demon appeared on the ground and turned my hometown into a sea of fire.

“Well, here in New Wave, it’s a bit difficult to communicate with the outside world, right? It must be very frustrating. Anyway, did that make you feel like a different person?”

“It was a trigger.”

Bikir is a warrior who has passed through the age of destruction, and his ability to hide his mana and power is superior to anyone in the present age.

Even Hugo, who was the owner of Baskerville, the iron-blooded sword, couldn’t see through what the black tongue hadn’t noticed in the first place.

“Heh heh heh- huh? Well, if I go through something like that, I’m sure I’ll wake up too. I heard that the ground has been very chaotic for the past few months.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. Well, demons or monsters appeared all at once, opened the dungeon, opened the gate, and said something else? Anyway, they said it was very lively. That’s why the Orca man and Dordium Suware went up to the ground. The exploding number of sinners is here. To escort them to. Well, I’m only here, so I don’t know.”

The black tongue muttered in a lively voice, checking various things on the paperwork.

And I closed the file.

“Then, the interrogation is over. There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re clean~ Neat~ Dry~

“Huh? Eh~ No matter how much I said that, I never told you to go, but where did you say that first? I’m a lieutenant colonel. You’re so bold, aren’t you?”

“I have a lot of work. I’m sorry.”

The moment Bikir stood up, the black tongue opened its mouth with a smile.

“sit down.”

“…”

“Noi~ Why is your expression so scary? Loosen your face~ I didn’t say that.”

The black tongue waved its hand at Bikir as if to go out.

The place where his gaze is heading is the back of Bikir.

“Hee hee hee hee. Ahhh~ It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, right?”

It was Kirko’s face.


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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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