The Blood Knight’s Villains

My villains, episode 317

, 56. By change (10)

“…if you say business?”

“I said I came here to avenge the people. Could it be that you forgot already?”

I smiled awkwardly and scratched my eyebrows.

“hmm. Most of the wolves were killed, and the die wolves and bicorns were captured and reduced to livestock. Wouldn’t this be enough revenge?”

“Nonsense. Life must be repaid with life.”

The boy lord Ruyan continued with a twisted smile.

“Moreover, a monster’s life is lighter than a human’s, so even if you tear them apart and kill them, you might be able to appease the ghosts. So you want me to go back empty-handed?” At a loss for words, Utequai, who had been listening to Ko in his place, took a step forward.

“Young lord, you have no right to ask for wolves and monsters.”

“…Ha what?”

Ruyan’s eyes grew sharper, but Utequai only looked down at him with a wry smile.

“Do the people want revenge? Then we had to hunt around. There is no reason for us to do for you what you could not achieve because of your lack of ability.” “Stop the bullshit, savage.” As the boy lord stood up, the soldiers’ eyes changed completely.

“I chased the monsters for three days and three nights, and after another four days of ambush, I was on the verge of killing them. But you appeared at the last moment and took away all the prey. Is this kind of thing allowed in your hometown?”

“If this is your hunting ground, then you are right. But this is not your hunting ground. Besides, you couldn’t put a single arrow into your prey.” There was an unknown warmth in Utequai’s eyes as he looked at the boy lord, but his words were cold.

“So don’t be mistaken, young lord. You have no right.”

“This ignorant savage dares to sophistry that he is safe.”

“If you want revenge, take it away. Risk your life.”

“Profit…

Lu Yan couldn’t beat the quarter and shook his fist.

I had to be quite nervous about the boy lord’s wrath because of a tube stuck in his hip. A wooden product with a lid, reminiscent of a firebox, I could feel the subtle mana.

It must have contained something related to magic inside. This is just my guess, but it seemed like a barrel for storing magic scrolls or something.

On the other hand, the soldiers were also clutching their weapons with angry eyes, as if they were infected by the lord’s anger. However, Utequai’s momentum with folded arms was so great that no one dared to move.

He had a crossbow that could knock down even a wild boar, but he may have realized that it was useless against Utequai.

Tutung.

The veteran conjurer tapped his shield lightly and glanced backwards. My men naturally withdrew and gathered among the small pond and thick beech trees.

The mysterious confrontation ended with a loud shout.

“Stop everyone!” It was the voice of Sir Xavier, a knight of the golden age, who appeared behind Baron Luyan’s soldiers.

“…Are you Kyeong again?”

Ruyan glared at the middle-aged knight without hiding his annoyance. Sir Jevere pushed up his face shield and looked at the young lord with an expressionless face.

“yes. It’s me again, baron.”

“The Count is invisible.”

“He’s supervising the siege outside the forest.”

I’m overseeing the siege. He saw wolves running everywhere and sent them out of the forest just in case.

“Take it easy, my lord. Since His Excellency is not around, I wouldn’t dare to disturb the hierarchy.”

“…joy. Good luck.”

“But…

Sir Xavier made his way through Luyan’s soldiers and approached the boy lord. Despite the fact that hundreds of heavily armed men were exuding menacing spirit, the middle-aged knight looked at ease as if he were taking a walk in the backyard.

“I would like to invite the Baron to Piol on behalf of the Marquis of Eavon.”

“…me? no before that. How dare a knight represent the Marquis’?”

“My family has served the Arya family for nearly a hundred years since my great-grandfather. The Marquis is gentle and merciful, so he doesn’t reprimand Sesin for handing out the invitation instead.”

“Ha yeah? But I don’t know if he wants to see me.” “If you knew about this situation, you would have called the baron.”

“This situation?”

Swallow Yeo-kyung smiled deeply.

“A situation where the young lord, who hadn’t even had a coming-of-age ceremony, left the territory personally with his troops. Since the Marquis cherishes and loves all his subjects, he must be interested in the Baron’s outings.”

“In addition, the Marquis will also deal with the baron’s request for that monster, or ‘possessions’, for revenge.”

Ruyan glared at Sir Xavier for a long time before nodding.

“…Ok, fine. egg plant. We will depart as soon as the soldiers are ready.”

“No, you don’t have to.”

“Isn’t that necessary?”

“The Baron’s escort here will be taken over by Lord Phoenix.”

“…what?”

yes? Me?

As Luyan’s gaze turned to me, Sir Xavier smiled and asked me a question.

“Is it difficult, Sir Phoenix?”

“Uh

. I will be sure to report to His Excellency the Marquis that I owe you a favor.”

The young lord, burning his eyes, tried to shoot at him, but eventually swallowed his words. He realized that if he said it carelessly, it could be seen as distrust or disobedience to the Marquis of Eavon.

In the end, Ruyan left his soldiers behind and left the forest. He joined us alone and headed for Peol.

The bicorn obediently followed my touch even as I raised the saddle and put the gag on. He had become docile to the point where he wondered if he was the same guy who used to be a jerk.

It was a bit confusing because it alternated between a violent and gentle appearance, but I thought it would be a good war horse if I continued to pay attention and manage it in the future

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Meanwhile, Utequai used a thick rope as a leash to mount the direwolf.

Is it strong enough to match the size of a bear? Even carrying a weight of 180 kilos, the huge wolf did not seem to have slowed down.

Also, it is true that a club is medicine for a mad dog, and he has already become a gentle puppy no matter how long we have met. The hair was also fluffy, and it looked a little cute considering the size.

For some reason, the direwolves and bicorns bared their teeth and growled at each other, but luckily neither of them were able to break free from Utequai and my control and go on a rampage.

Eultonize, Heila’s favorite horse, was left in the care of Confair for a while, and Mungchi was given a spotted tooth.

Surprisingly, the horseback riding technique was good. Every time I rode a horse, he rode in front of me as if it was natural, and he was hiding such a talent.

The escort of the boy lord Luyan was entrusted to Dervish and Gidon. It would have been easier for him to be escorted by commoner soldiers than to get into a fight with me.

To be clear, it wasn’t that he was distracted by taming the bicorn and hit his subordinates in their spare time. really.

That’s how we returned to the city, leaving the hunting clean-up to the Fiol garrison and the ‘Angry Donkey Mercenaries’.

We arrived at the Marquis’s villa only after passing through the noisy hunting night and entering the long, quiet dawn.

Earl Oth, his escorts, and my men each dragged their tired bodies back to their lodgings, and the boy lord Luyan, who had been silent all along, was assigned a room and disappeared.

On the other hand, Utequai and I were busy taming each other’s demon beasts in the stable.

What are you doing not sleeping?

Got a nice mount, but have trouble sleeping?

And since we both have strong bodies, staying up all night for a day or so was not a struggle.

It smelled like it was a bicorn used to play in the wild, so I decided to wash it first. I’m a little sorry, but I asked the guard to wake the stablekeeper,

and although it was warm in his assistant Antrum, it was winter, so I made a fire and used warm water from the kitchen to bathe.

After washing away the dust by spraying water on every corner and lathering up the body with soap obtained from Modos, Bicon continued to purr as if satisfied.

After wiping off the water well, I put litter in the newly laid stall and groomed the fur. The black mane with a faint purple tint gave it a nice shine with just a few strokes. Belatedly tired,

Bicon dozed off while standing, then lay down next to me and fell asleep.

It wasn’t until long after the sun rose that I heard the news that the Marquis of Eavon and his wife had left the sleeping quarters. It is said that morning sleep decreases with age, but the Marquis does not seem to have such a thing.

As soon as breakfast was over, Heyla appeared when the Marquis received a message saying that she wanted to hear about the incident from the night before.

“How did you sleep?” Wearing a fur coat over a light shirt, she entered the stable and blinked quickly when she spotted me, Utequai, and the two witches.

“…It’s a bicorn. Why is this here?”

Her expression was the same, but she must have been surprised, so I smiled and explained what had happened last night.

After learning the full story, Heila gazed at the bicorn in silence before opening her mouth.

“…It’s nice, but you want to tame it?”

“uh. why?”

“You are a monster.”

“What is it? Was it the Dragon Knights of Mittergerant? They ride a wyvern there, but is there any reason why you can’t ride a bicorn?”

“O” Heh.

“…what is it?”

Heila nodded her head resolutely.

“The dragon knights communicate with the wyvern through their body temperature from the time they are in the egg, and then receive the help of the en vision. I’m not taming a monster I stumble upon like you.”

“Um, but…

I scratched my eyebrows and chined the sleeping bicorn.

“Look how gentle he is. Even though I put on the reins and the saddle, he stayed calm.”

Heila remained silent, arms crossed.

“…Huh Heila?” Standing like that, spraying a heavy atmosphere that was difficult to describe, for a while, she slowly parted her lips and spoke as if sighing.

“…okay. It’s not something you can’t understand They say that Blood King Zahak also enjoyed riding a bicorn.”

“Zahhak rode a bicorn? really?”

“I don’t know if it is true. It’s not a record, it’s just a story.”

Heila and I’s ancestor, Zahak the Blood King, was active hundreds of years ago. The record about him is something between history and legend, so there would be no way to verify the authenticity of any story that was handed down.

“Maybe it’s another power latent in our lineage.”

“The latent power of the lineage?”

“Because blood manipulation isn’t the only thing we inherited from the Blood King.”

Heila muttered something incomprehensible and then approached the sleeping bicorn.

Looking down at the bicorn, her eyes were full of wariness about monsters, but there was also a subtle mix of curiosity and admiration.

Even if it was a monster, it was a huge horse with a mysterious appearance. It was natural for her to admire him, as Heila loved horseback riding as much as Phoenix.

“hmm. He’s a very gentle guy, but be careful just in case he doesn’t know-”

Before I finished my words, Bicon, who had only thought he was soundly asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

Kreung!

He spotted Heyla slowly reaching for his neck and lunged at him, baring his long fangs.

“Damn it!”

“Damn it.”

I pulled her backwards in surprise and at the same time blocked the bicorn and put my hand in the guy’s mouth.

Knock Knock Knock.

The excited guy chewed his teeth, but he couldn’t pierce Death King’s scaled hands.

“stop!”

Before the bicorn could rampage any further, I kicked him in the leg and knocked him to the side. At the same time, he punched his nose.

hee hee!

Embarrassed by the sudden pain, Bicon struggled as he fell. In the gap, I pushed Heila back and grabbed the horn and pressed it down.

“Calm down, calm down!”

As I almost threw my body, I grabbed him and stopped him. By-corn, which had been running rampant for a while, soon regained stability after taking in my body odor.

“Ugh. It’s a mess since morning. are you okay?”

Heila, who was standing with her fists clenched in a hesitant posture, finally lowered her hand and nodded at my question.

“Yeah fine. *Hmm* It’s okay.”

She was already far away from the stall, but her eyes were still on the bicorn.

“This guy is very ferocious. I will have to be careful until he gets used to people.”

As if she couldn’t hear me, she stared at the bicorn with almost staring eyes.

Perhaps feeling the gaze, the bicorn roared again, baring its teeth, and Heila took a few more steps back with her shoulders slightly drooping.

…If that figure looked somehow sullen, would it be my misunderstanding?