The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 082

22. Witch (2)

Sir Ariad, who was watching the two knights quarrel, sighed and stepped out.

“The sirs are in charge of the backbone under the lord’s tutelage and are high-ranking nobles. It is not right to say that you will take the lead in something that is no different than climbing a wall.”

“Ha, then, are you saying that you should leave the vanguard to the idiots? Is that what you say to the knight?”

In spite of Sir Liam’s ridiculed question, the old knight answered with a womanly attitude.

“It is disloyal to jump to death for no reason or the virtue of a knight in the vanguard. Why bother not risking your life when you can drop a castle without taking the risky road? If you drag a longbow (small ballista) from the castle wall, break down the lattice door, and enter step by step, “

longbow? How long did you drag and install that heavy thing?”

“It is better to wait a little longer than to injure the officers and soldiers.”

“I must have forgotten that there are thieves outside. If you’re worried about what’s behind you can’t focus on the enemy in front, so I’ll have to put an end to this chaos before my lord returns!”

No, why are they fighting with each other with the enemy right in front of them, these guys?

And ‘Jin until the lord returns’? Does that mean Prince Ulkar isn’t here? where did you go

Afterwards, Sir Langbolt opened his mouth.

“Liam is right. Besides, we don’t know why the SS are resisting. It could be that the count is doing this to protect his wife, but it could also be that an infiltrator has taken control of the castle. If we don’t hurry, the count may be taken hostage or injured…”

Sir Langboldt, who continued to speak, suddenly shut his mouth and looked at Sir Ariad. Then, narrowing his brows, he asked as if shooting.

“…are you really aiming for that?”

“I said nothing, Sir Langboldt.” “You still don’t know my lord? That is not what the lord wants.”

“…I don’t think it’s something to share in front of strangers.”

After saying that, the old knight glanced at me, and the other knights also fell silent.

What is the X arm? After talking with each other, why are you paying attention to me?

In the end, I couldn’t overcome the frustration and opened my mouth.

“So what are you going to do? Are you going to ride the ladder or wait for the longbow?”

I looked around at the articles and said, but everyone looked lost in thought.

“Then why can’t we bring some wizards?”

“Is there any way the count’s wizards can use their strength to attack the salt castle?”

“There is also Master Limond, right?”

“He’s… on another mission.”

A prince and no wizard? What are you doing?

“What happened?”

I gathered the shield and Hrunting in my left hand and said.

“Take care of the rest and I will go up. Just ask the soldiers to let go of the ladder.”

“what? How dare you, a mere mercenary.”

When Sir Liam tried to shout, he quickly intercepted his words.

“Wait, who did the prince entrust this task to?”

“…what’?”

“The prince entrusted the work to Sir Ariad and me. The reason I came this far in the first place is because I revealed the existence of an infiltrator. Isn’t this enough qualification?”

Sir Lyam’s expression hardened, and he immediately lowered his face mask. I then spoke to Sir Ariad.

“As you know, I am a mercenary. No, they weren’t hired by the prince, so they’re practically no different from conscripts.”

“…Let’s say that. So?”

“Whether I die or not, the prince has nothing to lose. Just let go of the ladder.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

“There are a few people I know inside. Among them is my comrade-in-arms.”

“…comrades. Mmm.”

The old knight touched his chin with a strange expression on his face. Then he asked the other two knights.

“I don’t think it’s bad… What do you think of the Lord?”

Sir Langboldt looked at me in silence and shrugged.

“If it’s your level of skill, it’ll be fine.”

Finally Sir Lyam. As his eyes focused on him, he gave orders to Gilbert in a gruff voice.

“Sergeant, you command this place.”

“I see, Sir Liam.”

phew. I was worried that I would smoke at least, but I’m glad I did.

By the way, I think I use my tongue more than a knife today… I hope it stays like this in the future.

“…Once you enter like that, go straight down the stairs. If you open the door there, there will be a hallway, and there will be a room at the end of the hallway

.”

“okay. You know right, my friend.”

“of course. Because I’ve heard the same thing five times.”

As he answered, tightening the shield strap on his wrist, Gilbert scratched his chin in embarrassment.

“Have I said it five times?”

“okay. So let’s get started.”

“…but do you really need soldiers?”

When the sergeant asked as if he was embarrassed, I asked back with a smile.

“Are you going to give your kids?”

“That doesn’t work. There’s something Lord Ariad said…

“That’s all right. If you take them away, they will only get in the way.”

According to a quick glance, there are roughly a thousand soldiers in South Harbor now. Among them, there are about 300 people, including the gate guard, port guard, and guards, and the rest are from outside.

The composition of foreign troops also varied. Prince Ulkar had 150 troops under his direct command, and about 150 territories he had stolen from the surrounding barons were mobilized to mobilize about 400 militiamen.

…what the. Why is an army of 10,000, not 20,000, but only 1,000, so messy?

In any case, there were only about a hundred soldiers behind the salt castle.

Of course, the 10 people that Sergeant Gilbert led were directly subordinate to the prince. They are elite soldiers wearing chainmail in flat iron helmets and armed with polearms, axes, shields, crossbows, and longbows.

It wasn’t just the equipment that was good, but when I looked at their eyes and behavior, it seemed like they were all veterans.

The guys with ladders ready to charge were the militia.

There are many skilled fighters such as mercenaries, sailors and upper bodyguards, but beggars, fishermen, barbers, and peddlers are also mixed.

The people around him holding torches and counting only their heads were Yeongji-gun. They say Yeongji-gun, but in reality they are serfs brought without knowing why.

Far from wearing armor or helmets, they were dogfighters who wore shabby clothes and hoods and carried pitchforks, hatchets, and wooden clubs as weapons.

If you are a veteran prince, you cannot leave your back to the militia or serfs who look like beggars.

“I was planning to go in alone from the beginning anyway. Just get started.”

“Grunt.”

The operation began with Gilbert’s chin.

Among the militia, those with shields stood in front, and those with ladders on their shoulders followed. The soldiers gathered in such a mass slowly moved forward.

“Hold up the shield!”

“Such an X-arm! Don’t step on it!”

“Put it on your shoulders, you idiots!”

Not much of a mess.

Thanks to those who had combat experience encouraging those around them, the soldiers were somehow keeping pace.

At that time, crossbows and rocks rained down from the collapsed palace tower. Most missed or were blocked by shields, but some pierced their shoulders and shattered their heads.

“Shoot!” Gilbert gave the order as if he had waited, and the prince’s archers, conscripted mercenaries, and hunters fired arrows.

While the enemy soldiers in the palace tower flinched, the soldiers carrying ladders increased their speed.

“Faster faster!”

“Raise the ladder! What are you doing without pushing the bastards behind you!”

Well, this is a bit of a strange experience, isn’t it? To see more than 100 people working hard to make room for me to go on a rampage.

And although it’s a bit shabby, it’s a disrespectful situation before the siege. Playing the main character in a place like this was something I couldn’t even think of when I was Kim Seung-soo.

“Whoa.”

I took a light breath and started running with my sword and shield gathered in my left hand.

As we reached the back of our soldiers, a ladder hung over the tower, and I quickly climbed the ladder.

“Push! Push me away!”

“One comes up! Shoot them!” He lifted his shield up and continued to play with his right arm and both legs.

Arrows and stones rained down from above, and ladders rattled below.

A few militia soldiers held on tenaciously to the base of the ladder, but the enemy was pushing the top of the ladder with long wooden poles.

Sigh.

“Uh uh uh!”

The ladder that had been leaning at an angle was slowly being pushed back!

Oh, I’m almost there!

By the time I reached the last step, the ladder was still standing straight.

“O uh ” —= 7

Even as I stumbled, I held on to the back of the ladder to keep my balance. Then, shouting ‘I don’t know!’, he kicked off his feet and flew up into the air. “Uh-uh—”

The ladder fell to the back, causing the soldiers below to scream. But my eyes, cutting through the air, were fixed on the enemy soldiers in the tower.

“Ugh!”

Courage!

He crushed the wide-eyed soldier with his shield and rolled his body.

“Kill!”

At the same time as I shouted, a spear blade grazed the back of my neck, and I quickly stood up and stanceed.

…but is it a bit much?

The narrow room in the tower with a hole in the ceiling was tightly packed with about 10 or so soldiers.

The number of pages is also a page number, but the problem was their armed condition.

As befits the castle lord’s bodyguards, they were wearing plate-shaped iron helmets with chain covers and chain armor with plate armor attached. In addition, all of them had quality weapons, such as a long sword and a morning star combat axe. It wasn’t long before I even looked at

“these X-arms,”

I cursed and pointed my knife at them. It was because they attacked all at once, starting with the shouting soldiers.

It’s been a mess since then.

The well-armed foes attacked recklessly, and I brandished my shield and stabbed with my sword.

Ignoring the blades aimed at his thighs and stomach, he only parried the attacks aimed at his head and heart, but he was completely distracted.

In the meantime, he knocked down one of them and dyed Hrun Ting’s auburn blade red.

Enemies attacked like tenacity, regardless of the death of their comrades.

I hit the one approaching from the front with the blade of my shield, took the morning star from the left with my shoulder, and pierced the neck of the enemy soldier who was clinging to me from the right.

“Keheuk”

The guy whose throat was pierced gritted his teeth and grabbed my arm with amazing mental strength.

“This crazy-”

I quickly shook the blade and shook my arm, but the enemies were already slamming their weapons.

Kagak kang!

“Kuuk kuk.”

Shield, shoulder, head, shin – As I flinched away from the attacks pouring down on my whole body, I instinctively raised my magic power and shook my blood.

Then, the blood scattered on the floor fragmented and gushed out, and

it exploded!

“Ugh! What is this?”

“My eyes, my eyes!”

Embarrassed enemies took a step back.

It seems that he couldn’t tear through his armor because his magic power was weak. The only damage done to them was one guy who unluckily injured his eye.

However, the effect was enough just to buy time.

“Heuuuuuuuuu-”

As he raised his blood, his vision instantly turned red. I kicked the ground like a thunderbolt, feeling my whole body awaken.

“Keugh!”

bang!

An SS soldier raised his shield to block it, but he fell backwards due to the exhausted slash.

Without even turning my head, I slashed the sword that extended from the side with my shield and finished off the fallen guy.

Kulleong.

“Kkok kkeuk.”

The blade that tore the chain and stuck in his throat licked his red tongue and sucked blood to its fullest.

I didn’t want to suck the blood of an X-armed person… but regrets for a while. My body, which had been weighed down by fatigue and wounds, was soaked with strange vitality.

. .yes it’s okay no one sees anyway

Everyone here will die, so it doesn’t matter.

I forcibly pulled out Hrunting and charged at another foe.

“Push it into a corner!”

“Don’t back down!”

Enemies were still attacking like tenacity. But for some reason, their attacks feel slow and blunt.

He ducked his head to avoid the blade, threw out his shield, broke his shoulder holding the axe, and tackled him with a hammer.

In the meantime, I received four or five attacks, but it didn’t feel that painful.

Is the armor worth it?

…No no. Enemies were getting weaker. why?

“flaw.”

A faint sneer is heard from somewhere.

I threw the knife away, dispelling that unpleasant sound. Little by little, the speed at which the enemy died increased.

“Something like a mercenary…” Only half died. Fear begins to ooze out of their voices.

“Hehe.”

The laugh grew a little louder.

I swung Hrunting without even knowing what face I was making. Even in the midst of that, he would savor the vitality for a while whenever he stabbed the enemy’s body with a blade.

Before I knew it, there were only three enemies left.

A loud laugh was heard from somewhere.

The two threw away their weapons and one ran up the stairs. The two raised their palms and slashed their necks with the tip of a knife, then threw themselves after the one who had fled.

Even as I descended the spiral staircase, laughter followed me.

The sound of laughter died down by the time the knife was driven into the back of the enemy who was scratching the door.