The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 482

66. Silver Prince (37)

“Poi. trunnion?”

A puzzled voice.

I blinked my eyes to focus on the blur. The eyelids are sore.

“what’s the matter? are you okay?”

“uh? Ah oh.” A clear, high-pitched laugh rang like a triangle.

“What are you stupid?”

I looked up at the woman in my arms as she fell backwards. Her moist eyes glowed green in the bright sunlight. I unknowingly sighed at the breath of mint flavor that brushed my nose.

Daria caressed my cheeks, lips and chin with a smile on her face. Then he handed over a wide, thin cloth.

“Now it’s your turn.”

“…my turn?” While staring blankly at the cloth that was imbued with the delicate scent, I suddenly looked around.

A sheaf of dry straw, a shabby pitchfork, and a pile of sacks stacked on top of each other… It was a barn that could be found anywhere.

“huh. Now you’re a drunkard.”

” ah.”

As if possessed, I accepted the cloth Daria held out. The cloth she had just covered her eyes with was black and damp.

Daria laughed silently, and I slowly lifted the cloth, distracted by her beautiful eyes.

okay. Now I’m drunk

The moment I was about to sink into the deep darkness with a wet cloth covering my eyes. I blinked again and looked into Daria’s eyes.

“Daria.”

Her deep eyes flashed with a dark blue light resembling the night sea. Those eyes cover the whole body. A feeling of incongruity runs down the spine.

“…the witch of hymns?”

Daria is silent and smiling.

“Uh”

My vision blurs. Her face and the landscape of the barn swirl and distort.

“…God bless you!”

“Lower jaw-”

I breathed heavily and at the same time felt a floating feeling floating in the air. As soon as I woke up from the illusion, I grabbed the reins.

Kreuk!

The bicorn, which was charging at a certain guardsman, lifted its front paw and struggled violently. Thanks to that, I had to hold tight to the deep purple mane.

“Stop stop!”

The bicorn, which ran like a frenzied buffalo, calmed down only after the warmth and blood flowed through my palm.

The one who rode up to me, who had barely regained my composure, was Atalanta with a third eye flashing on her forehead.

“Atalante? What the hell is this?”

“It’s a witch’s song, wake up!”

As soon as she finished her words, a strange song echoed through the field.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa of

a beautiful voice and a boring, gloomy tune made a strange harmony.

“Turn it off.”

The song filled with magic seemed to penetrate beyond the eardrum and into it. The brow furrows in part. I can clearly feel the attempt to grope my brain and control my consciousness…

I hurriedly plugged my ears and turned my head in the direction of the song.

It really wasn’t a mistake.

It was definitely Daria who sang while standing tall on the turtle dragon’s head. Daria, who had been stabbed by Ellen’s frostbite and sunk in the night sea…

I bit my lip.

It’s fantasy. It is clear that the witch of hymns recreated the image of Daria imprinted in my head in order to seduce me.

The red hair blowing in the wind, the lightly tanned skin, and the beautiful curves revealed through the clothes woven from aquatic plants and scales. It is nothing more than an illusion that clearly projects my memories.

The proof was the witch’s eyes. Unfamiliar eyes that give you goosebumps. Could it be that only Daria’s beautiful sea-green eyes could not be reproduced? As if stained with ink, the witch’s eyes shimmered with a black glow. It’s an unbelievable sight because it’s absolutely human eyes

.

Atalanta, who deflected the long weapon wielded by Hareskis, an elite warrior of the Nudin tribe heavily armed with scale armor, with a white spear, let out a loud roar.

“Fuck.”

I suddenly came to my senses and quickly looked around. The entire field had already fallen into trouble.

Daria – No, countless humans were enchanted by the song that the witch of hymns sang.

“…Hanna? uh how?”

“Mother… Oh Lord. How are you here?”

Most of the soldiers opened their mouths in a daze and dropped their weapons. Then, staggering like a zombie, she made her way toward the Witch of Hymns. Perhaps they, too, would see the witch standing on the head of the tortoise dragon as a former lover or an important person.

The ranks of each unit were disorganized as the soldiers randomly left their ranks, but the noncommissioned officers and officers who were supposed to control it were also salivating.

“No… no no…

“These motherfuckers dare to kill my daughter- oh!”

Some with severe symptoms even attacked their allies. In the case of throwing down their weapons and staggering to attack their comrades, the situation was better, but there were also those who stabbed their comrades in the back or side.

“Ouch. Hehehe.”

“What is this-”

The enchanted soldiers came to their senses only after being attacked. However, most of them lost their lives in vain at the hands of their colleagues before they even grasped the situation.

At least, the knights who were as strong as their superhuman bodies, the magicians who acquired powerful mental powers while dealing with mystical powers, and the priests who received the protection of transcendental beings were able to shake off the witch’s charm and come to their senses.

“Damn it stop! Everyone stop!”

“To be seduced by this witchcraft!”

The Imperial Knights, who belatedly recovered their spirits, burst into anger. However, they were also better than regular soldiers, but the situation was not so easy. It was because the knights themselves somehow managed to overcome the deception, but the war horses they rode lost their reason and went mad.

“Whoa whoa whoa!”

“There is nothing to be afraid of, calm down!”

The common cavalrymen either fell off their horses terribly or ran to the wrong place because both their riders and their horses were suppressed. On the other hand, most of the knights managed to placate the horse somehow.

War horses basically undergo rigorous training, and most of them have plenty of practical experience, so they are braver than most soldiers. In addition to this, if you have strong loyalty or solidarity to your master, you can overcome the witch’s charm surprisingly quickly.

Gwoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeu –

But the imperial troops located in the north did not have time to calm down and sleep. It was because he was in the middle of a battle with the undead.

“Um uh uh-”

“Ronellie! Wait for my Lornelly.”

Even the warriors, who fought admirably despite being soaked in the poisonous water from the ‘terrible portal’, were eventually defeated by the witch’s song that pierced their brains.

The moment they let their arms hang down, a crude spear blade with white bones pierced their side, and a rusty blade wielded by a corpse slashed through the fence. The monsters that had become a handful of flesh and had sunk under the water puddle gathered the fallen corpses and increased their size.

In less than 10 seconds, the imperial troops, who had been raging against the enemy that suddenly appeared, suffered more than ten times the damage they had seen so far. Well over 3,400 soldiers collapsed on the mud full of excrement and fraud.

“멈춰 이 개새끼들아!”

Field Marshal Nadim let out an angry roar.

The light armor he wore flashed magical letters engraved on each scale, arousing his spirit and deflecting external physical blows. The ax with a translucent blade cut through the undead without rest.

Around the roaring Nadim, those who overcame the witch’s deception gathered. While the knights defeated the undead, they attacked their allies or grabbed soldiers who walked like zombies and slapped them. Wizards whose mana was disturbed by mental attacks while casting spells turned pale and cleared their stomachs, and those who were lucky enough to find the fish-man army climbing the slope quickly prepared an attack spell.

While looking at the situation of the Imperial Army, I realized that I was not in a situation where I could only watch myself.

“Hyala. Haram ashias……

Armed with a ‘mental barrier’, Atalanta was completely unaffected by the song the Witch of Praise sang. She swung her ‘white thorns’ and drove the frenzied servants off the ground, and at the same time exploded a purple flash and shouted.

“Qiam baelmik!”

Hong _

Centered on Atalante- No, to be more precise, an invisible wave centered on her pineal body. A soft mental wave, ‘Courage Wave’, embraced Prince Silver’s 70+ cavalry.

“Ugh alkarf.”

As if it was unreasonable, Atalanta vomited heavily, but the effect was clear.

Not only were the horses that had been rioting as if their tails were on fire, but some of the guardsmen who were fascinated or pointed their weapons at their allies pulled the reins in amazement. The knights who overcame the dazzle easily, but felt headaches from the continuing witch’s song, also wiped away a cold sweat.

“Thanks to you, I’m alive.”

Atalanta raised her hand without saying anything about Prince Ulkar’s official affairs. The prince let out a sigh of relief, but did not seem to be troubled.

“A witch of hymns, this is an unexpected disaster. It’s a situation where there’s no amount of Iopi…

“You mean Iopi?”

“exactly.”

Prince Ulkar nodded and continued.

“When I was stationed at Port Oduenne, I encountered the fish-man army led by the Witch of Hymn several times. It was always Miss Iophya who played the most important role in repelling them.”

I belatedly recall the story that Iofiya was active in Oduenne. The blue wind with the magical power of the grassland, so it was said that he used the magic of ‘unsin’ to nullify the witch’s deception.

But Iophya is now in Eisbo Balt. He is happily spanked by his angry brother-in-law and is half-incarcerated.

I clicked my tongue and proposed to the prince.

“It looks a bit risky this time, so wouldn’t it be better to back off?”

“Ugh” W.

Prince Ulkar drooled and looked around the battlefield.

After a brief glance, the imperial troops guarding the north were half destroyed. The monsters, which were thought to have been crushed, soon regained their shape and swelled into a larger mass than before. Between the skeletal warriors and the blown corpses, the well-armed Imperial Army soldiers stood shoulder to shoulder, stained with morale.

Hundreds of troops led by Field Marshal Nadim were still intact, but the opponents were not the only undead.

“Grhoog! Gererere-ek!”

The first fish-men who climbed up from the lake that filled the bottom of the hill let out a loud, roaring roar.

It was a variant of a blind fish that was a couple of heads taller than normal fish-man warriors, with large eyes, black scales, wide gill covers, and long, sharp fangs filling the mouth. He was holding a heavy shield and a dull curved sword, and was armed with shell armor with a strange sheen on the surface.

“Zuhmak ghrrrug-!”

At the command of the Merfolk Vanguard, the groupers rushed into the battlefield screaming bizarrely.

Then, in just three or four steps, the sea giants climbed up the hill and spread their neck fins wide open. A oozing jellyfish golem threw itself into a pool of sewage, leaving a slimy trail, and a disgusting sea snake with a reptilian head and crab legs climbed the slope like an earthworm.

Quaang!

The sea giant, who took the lead, stomped on and killed four or five foolish soldiers at once, like crushing insects. The livers of sea bass slaughtered the defenseless soldiers of the Imperial Army, and the jellyfish golems covered the soldiers who fell into the dirty water puddles with their entire bodies as if competing with the monster.

“These filthy bastards!”

An imperial knight charged bravely, but his limbs were tied to the chain of water created by the shaman of the sea, and his throat was cut off by the blade of the spearhead of the blind fish.

“Damn it, hurry up!”

Surprised by the fish-man army’s charge, the wizards hurriedly finished the spell. Just as they were spitting out starter words and trying to pump out mana with their fingertips, the tortoise

dragon

finally climbed the hill with a thumping sound from the ground.

“Ah ah ah-

the witch of hymns singing above the head of that huge monster looked like a beauty trapped at the top of a tower waiting for a hero.

“Me, me, me-”

The meaningless melody permeated the lyrics and resonated like an echo. The song was melancholy and soft, but the atmosphere was ferociously weeping.

“Kheu- Goouk!”

“Wow”

The battle wizards of the northern unit who were about to pour out attack spells vomited blood all at once. The witch’s song acted as a kind of ‘blocking spell’.

“Karrgh!”

The vanguard’s triumphant shout.

Under the protection of the Witch of Hymn and the Dragon Turtle, the army of the sea and the group of the dead swept over humans.

“…her.”

Prince Ulkar, who burst out laughing at the scene, opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.