The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 080

21. Moonless Night (3)

While the subordinates were swallowed up by the roaring waves, Ubarr and the Ironborn’s nerves were sold elsewhere.

“Don’t attack me in front of me, you incompetent bastards! Aim for the back!” “Kkeuk!” Ubarr’s shouts were in vain, but the brilliant red blade cut the neck of the thug who was aiming at the back.

The bloody swordsman, who had already taken six lives, was covered in blood all over his body, just like his nickname.

“Huuuu””

he glared at Ubarr with a heavy breath, and went on to take down the thugs who attacked him one by one.

Phoenix was never in a hurry. Holding a crimson-stained shield, he stiffened his stance and let go of the thugs’ attacks.

Every time that simple movement unfolded, fresh blood spurted out.

Seeing the bloodied swordsman approaching him, Uvar yelled backwards.

“Bring the crossbow!”

“Ugh yes!”

The faces of the men who were wrestling with the giant crossbow turned pale at Ubar’s screams. The two pulled the strings with all their might and finished loading the crossbow.

In the meantime, three more thugs were sacrificed. At that time, Unborn, who was looking for an opening, screamed and swung an axe.

“Ugh uh!”

At that moment, Phoenix’s eyes flashed.

Until now, he used a shield to deflect attacks. But this time, for some reason, he reached out to Hrunting.

Close by!

The red-shining blade pierced the ax blade with sparks. The Ironborn pressed the ax without hesitation.

“Turn it off!”

The Ironborn possessed exceptional strength befitting its size. However, it was not enough to overcome Phoenix.

The tall blood knight with one hand let go of the ax that the bald giant was holding down with both hands.

It was then.

Tung!

Uvar, who watched the confrontation between the two, fired a heavy crossbow. It was a shot aimed precisely at Phoenix’s heart. But kwagak!

Oh = 7 ”

Instead of a heart, the red-stained shield split like an explosion.

As if waiting for a shield reinforced with Blood Jogging, he lifted it up and blocked a huge crossbow. It was as if he had predicted Ubar’s surprise attack a long time ago.

“Keuuu”

Phoenix gritted at the power of the crossbow, which was more powerful than he thought.

The blood running through his body ran like crazy. The shaking power burst through Phoenix’s left hand.

“Huh!”

Fuhuaak!

Blood sprayed towards the Ironborn, who had been adjusting his posture. The blood that was scattered nearby jumped up like shards of glass and slashed the giant’s entire body.

“Kuk!”

The giant holding the ax shrank in an instant. The blood knight threw down the mangled shield and charged at the opponent at once.

Suck it! The red trail drawn by Hrunting swallowed the darkness. The thick neck caught in the trajectory split in half.

“Ghuck.”

Ironborn collapsed, blood foaming at his mouth. Not only that, but the bloody swordsman fixed his sword with both hands.

“Huh!”

Swinging like an axe, Hrunting slashed the sorcerous bone and completely decapitated it.

“Crazy captain!”

“That bastard!”

There were only a few who distorted their faces in anger. The rest of them all had pale blue faces.

“Three OO” —

Phoenix blinked slowly and let out a hot breath. I looked for Ubar holding onto my reason that was about to fly away.

“Hurry up you bastards!”

Ubar was chasing his subordinates who were wrestling with the crossbow. He was holding a good quality heater shield and an axe, but he didn’t seem to be the first to attack.

“Whoa.”

hot breath. Phoenix’s lips rose crookedly.

The brilliantly shining blade began to wriggle as if it were alive and breathing. The red lights dancing in the dark drew attention at once.

“What the hell is that….”

“Lord, Lord of light. Take care of the lamb.” The overwhelming force of Phoenix and Langbolt was enough to frighten the fighters who dominated the market. And the ominous red blade fanned the fear.

“Mr. X-arm”

The thug who was rattling his chin finally showed his back.

“Huh”

The blood knight, who had been moving slowly, jumped up and kicked off the ground as if he had been waiting for it.

It was a leopard-like movement that did not match the heavy footsteps.

fugagak.

“Kyung,”

the back plate, terrified by the weight-bearing slash, split diagonally. Hrunting, who was soaked in blood, cut the chain armor as well as the bones in one go.

“Hey,”

the action officer next to him was about to scream when a large hand grabbed his neck.

The last thing the man with the neck caught saw was darker than the night sea, but with red eyes.

Crunchy.

Before the corpse’s throat was squeezed, it hit the floor.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

Another thug grabbed his bloody stomach and collapsed. It was because Hrunting, swung in an instant, deeply licked the belly skin.

That’s how Phoenix was thirteen, around the time Langvolt killed twenty. The battle has reached its final stage.

“Damn it!”

Eight thugs who lost their fighting spirit ran away in all directions .

But the ambush didn’t seem to want to let them go.

Three did not escape from Langbolt and Phoenix, four were pierced by arrows fired from the top of the lighthouse, and one had its head split by an ax wielded by a sergeant.

“Hehehe”

Laughed Uvar, who lost all his men in an instant. But he was a born bully and coward. Instead of avenging his subordinates, he thought about prolonging his life.

Turton.

“I will surrender.”

Uvar said as he threw away his weapon. Langbolt let out a laugh.

“Ha what?”

“I said I would surrender. Please help me.”

The prince’s knight clicked his tongue with contempt in his eyes. Seeing that, Uvar secretly let out a sigh of relief.

‘You wouldn’t even want to kill a scumbag like me.’

On the other hand, Phoenix…

Uvar Le, who made eye contact with the bloody swordsman, swallowed dry saliva without even realizing it.

A shimmering red light was shining in Phoenix’s pupils. What was contained in that black thing was deep regret.

As I put my butt against the collapsed wall, a voice like an old man burst out without my knowledge.

“Oops.”

I can’t do this. To hear a bright young man in his early twenties say, “Oh, hey.”

By the way, what kind of thugs are there in a city the size of pellets with a population of 10,000? It’s a world where the more you look, the more you hit the target.

Then Lord Langboldt and his squire came this way.

“Then it’s as if there was no boss.”

“yes?”

Sir Langboldt, who took off his gauntlet and handed it to the servant, straightened his mustache. It seems to be to hide the smile that has risen beneath it.

“Never bet. It’s my victory.”

” ah.”

His tone was very nonchalant… but Sir Langboldt had an excited expression on his face.

ha really I don’t know how to react because this noble man who looks quite serious is acting childishly.

“Yes, I lost. I couldn’t stand it.”

“During the battle, I saw that you were overly defensive. If I had acted more aggressively, I would not have been able to guarantee victory.”

You even watched me fight in the midst of that hectic mind? After all, I can’t eat jjambab.

I replied with a shrug of my shoulders.

“That boss shot an ignorantly large crossbow. I’m allergic to arrows…”

“I guess.”

Sir Langboldt nodded and patted his chest.

“In the days when I didn’t have this armor, I was often distracted by archers.” Ugh, that plate armor makes me envious whenever I see it.

The plate armor worn by the knights was truly a luxury item.

It completely covers the whole body, and there are almost no restrictions on movement. It bounces off pretty much every attack, and it’s so nasty… Its weight should be roughly the same as the one I’m wearing, but its performance is literally the difference between heaven and earth.

I suddenly remember a conversation I had with Ilton the other day.

-hey. How much does the plate armor the knights wear?

-Plate armor? Uh… a decent item would cost three or four castles, right?

-castle? The castle made by stacking stones?

– yes.

-Crazy, does that make sense? What kind of armor is so expensive?

-That’s why it’s precious. Besides, it’s not something you can just buy with money.

The most commonly used armor in Middle World is quilted armor and chain armor. Leather armor made from the skin of monsters or animals is often used, but there is a feeling that it is a bit lacking to be mainstream.

Compared to these types of armor, plate armor requires an incomparably higher level of skill. But the problem is that very few people have that skill.

-Can’t you just save it?

-In Milanol, production at the ‘Royal Dormena Armor Workshop’ is all that is supplied. I only hear about 20 pieces a year at most. I wouldn’t sell it to anyone.

It is said that technology is rarely leaked because it is one family that monopolizes the technology. These days, plausible replicas are coming out, but compared to the original, they are nothing but rubbish.

Therefore, I, who had neither money nor anything, was forced to wash my fingers while looking at Lord Langboldt’s plate armor.

“Where did you get your armor? capture?”

“No. This is my custom armor.”

“Is it custom?”

Wow, somehow the fit was perfect…. My stomach hurts. I’ve never even worn a custom suit.

Sir Langboldt took the rag from the servant and continued, wiping the blood from the vaccinate.

“Eight years ago, I made a weak contribution in the war. Thanks to the lord’s advice at that time, it was a gift given to me.”

“Kyaa, the prince has a big stomach.”

“then. He’s someone who takes great care of the people under him.”

Even while chatting with Sir Langvolt, the surroundings were busy arranging the battlefield.

Sailors in the harbor removed the bodies and guardsmen searched the area. Sergeant Gilbert led the soldiers to Ubar’s residence.

It was around that time that the old knight Sir Ariad appeared. He immediately sat Ubar down and began interrogating him.

But Uvar is also a funny guy. He then repeated the same words like a parrot, saying, “Please give me an audience with Prince Ulkar. I will tell him everything.”

I did this X-Ral and sat down. Do you think I have to make a deal with the prince to save my life?

Sir Ariad wriggled his graying eyebrows and firmly refused.

“I have been entrusted with full authority by the prince regarding this matter. So tell me.”

“I cannot tell you, because the matter is so important. Please have an audience with the prince.”

“You have no right to ask for anything. I will treat you leniently if you openly confess everything.”

“I will tell the prince everything.”

“…good.”

The old knight nodded and suddenly kicked Uvarr in the face.

baek!

“Gp”

He kicked so hard that a couple of yellow teeth popped out like popcorn.

My first impression of Sir Ariad was that he was a small and ugly old man… He was a pretty tough grandfather.

“Such a *cool* old man.” As the

tightly bound Ubarr collapsed on one side, bleeding from his mouth, Sir Ariad chinned him.

“Catch it.”

At that, Acer, the servant, overturned Ubar roughly and pressed down on the back of his head and back.

Sir Ariad pulled out a dagger like an awl from his waist and suddenly spoke to Sir Langbolt.

“Sir Langboldt, excuse me for a minute.”

“…tsk.”

Sir Langboldt clicked his tongue slightly and moved toward the pier with a disapproving expression on his face. Lord Ariad didn’t care and sat on his knees, holding Ubar on his back.

“Do you think you are smart?”

“What are you doing with such a dog! Don’t let go!”

“Accept it. You brought it upon yourself.”

Whispering so, the old knight snatched his fingers from between his bound arms and broke them at once.

Wooddeuk.

“Quaaaaagh!”

The old knight, with cold eyes, thrust the dagger under the fingernail of his broken finger. Uvar let out a terrible scream and struggled, but the old knight skillfully lifted his claws.

…that’s terribly cruel. Just looking at it makes my nails ache.

This is why you shouldn’t judge people by their appearance. This grandfather must have been a great knight too.

“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

Ubarr begged with tears streaming down his face, but Sir Ariad did not stop his hand as if it were a question and answer dance.

It took less than 10 minutes for the old knight to break off all ten fingers and ten fingernails of the gang leader. During that time, Uvar fainted several times and woke up screaming.

I smell ammonia somewhere… Ugh.

I’m tired of Ubar’s baby pants.

Ubar is a bullying bully.

He is the one who set the inn on fire and killed dozens of innocent people, including the young Jungnomi.

Besides, Ellen and I were almost killed by an assassin sent by Nom.

It was funny to feel sympathy for him when you think about it that way. However, watching Lord Ariad’s terrible torture, I thought a little that I’d rather end my life.

I came up with some pretty good options.

“Whoa.”

I sighed and got up from my seat.

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