The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 152

39. Uninvited Guest (1)

Utequai chuckled as he watched the mercenaries withdraw.

“Zui zui! Run away without a tail like a dog!”

Leaving behind that loud laugh, I hurriedly moved on. Filling their eyes with awe or wariness, Longville’s soldiers withdrew like the ebb tide.

When I reached the well in the backyard of the Yeongju Hall, I hurriedly scooped up the bucket.

Chew.

The blood is washed away by cold well water and the fever cools down…

“Ha ha ha.”

He sighed and sat down on the long wooden stool. As my breathing stabilized, I remembered the voice.

An unpleasant voice containing ridicule or encouragement.

Aside from the uncomfortable things, it didn’t feel unfamiliar, so my head was complicated.

“Whoa… the pier trembles and the fishy smell vibrates. A thirsty night and a narrow, dark salt castle. A bright dawn and the fields breathe.

that hot breath. A breath of ecstasy.

okay. Why is this now

“Poi?”

“Ellen.”

Ellen, who entered the backyard fluttering the hem of her robe, approached me with a hard expression on her face.

“Your face… is it okay?”

“……no.”

The guy wasn’t alone.

“Oh-”

Wizard Master Cass Wright, who had a warm impression, made eye contact with me and smiled awkwardly.

“Um, that me.”

“I have to go to this one. I heard that the uh-whale baroness passed out? I felt like I had to make her some medicine…

She made an expression that looked like she was about to cry while talking so gibberish.

As I stared at her, Nielen swallowed dryly and stepped out.

“Go ahead. Because it’s okay.”

“Oh, kindly…

Master Castwright left the backyard as if on a run.

Ellen approached me with a hard face.

“what’s the matter? what’s the matter?”

There is a lot of concern in his blue eyes. A white hand reached out and touched my face.

Only then did I realize that there was no mark on my face.

Phoenix has a cold impression, so I have to smile as much as possible. I keep forgetting it.

“trunnion.” “O”

He gave a familiar smile.

“I’m okay. What did you go to?”

“It’s not okay.”

“Did you say ‘reagent of confirmation’? Have you tried that

?”

Ellen, who was looking into my eyes with a worried face, narrowed her brow slightly.

“…Tell me quickly. Don’t turn around.”

it doesn’t work

“It’s okay to ask me something.”

“What’s going on? Do you think I’m stupid?”

“Wasn’t it?”

“hey!”

“Ouch noisy.”

As I continued to speak, he

kept his mouth shut.

Then ‘I’m mad!’ It was glaring at me with that face.

I quietly scratched my eyebrows.

“that is.”

“that is?”

“It’s just that my head is a bit complicated.”

“Are you making that expression because your head is a bit complicated?”

“What is that look like?”

At my question, Ellen hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

“Anyway, don’t be stuffy and tell me quickly.”

…Ellen seems to have grown more stubborn since her confession at the cabin. Maybe it’s because of the mood?

I finally confessed the story to the guy’s continued pursuit.

“Strange voice…

Ellen, who was thinking hard about something, looked around and lowered her voice.

“…Isn’t it because of that soul?”

” soul?”

“As the spirits of another dimension dwelled, the memories flowed in as well.”

“Ah, that…

When I paused, he continued with a very confident attitude.

“Probably right. Because the influence that memory has on the mind is enormous.”

“Yeah, but”

“Have you ever heard a voice like that before absorbing that soul?”

“before?”

before absorbing the soul.

Even when he was Kim Seung-soo, he had the experience of hearing a strange voice. But it was a little different from this one. The subject and direction were different…

“I don’t remember’?”

“…well.”

My memories as Phoenix were still hazy. The things I learned and felt while training and the facts about my family were relatively clear, but other memories were incomplete.

The only thing that came to mind was the walls built in all directions and sharp thorns.

“I don’t know.”

“AO” —

said Ellen, who was silent for a moment, as if declaring.

“I’ll fix it.”

“…what? how?”

In response to my question, he smiled resolutely and meaningfully.

“I will teach you at night.”

“huh. I’m looking forward to it.”

…I’ll teach you at night, so look forward to it?

“What?”

Ellen left the backyard while I wrestled with the devil in my head.

On my way back to my room, a young maid was waiting for me in the hallway.

“I’m done, sir.”

“That’s what you ordered this morning.”

“……Oh right.”

As I looked around, the maid quickly added her words.

“He is in the room.”

“Oh yeah? thank you.”

“And change here…

The maid gave me a silver coin and three or four pennies, and I grinned and took the silver coin.

“For the rest, eat something delicious with your friends.”

“oh. Thank you Nari.”

I entered the room, leaving the young maid with a wide smile behind me.

The swordsman in the room, or the bundle, bowed his head.

“Nice to meet you.”

“…Yes, I’m glad to see you too.”

Trying not to laugh at his awkward greeting, I inspected the bundle of clothes.

Beige cotton woven top with a short outer garment with several buckles in the front. Leather shoes that cover the lower ankles. As requested, it was neat and comfortable.

“Is it pretty?”

“Eh eh?”

“Is it because the ratio is good? matches well.”

“Or it’s Mida…

He looked down and touched the hem of my clothes.

“Do you need anything more?”

“yes. It’s tough.”

I took off my armor and sat down on the bed.

“What do you want to do now?”

“How are you?”

“You have to decide which way to go. Don’t you want to go back to your hometown?”

As soon as I finished my question, Moongchi shook his head.

“No. I am not going home.”

“…so fast. Then what do you want to do?”

The guy hesitated for a while, unable to give a proper answer. The eyes rolling here and there and the hands touching the hem of the surcoat are very painful.

“…Chief?”

“what?”

“Where are you going, Chief?”

I was dizzy for a moment and asked Mungchi again.

“Did you just call me master?”

“…ah.”

The boy looked at me and said.

“Can’t you, sir?”

“Of course not. Call me by name.”

“Eh…

Mungchi blurred his eyes with a disappointed expression. But even then, for a moment, the boy’s eyes twinkled as if he had realized something.

gulp.

The wad, which noisily swallowed saliva, carefully opened its mouth and said,

“……Poi?”

and was looking into my eyes.

“Hehe,”

I nodded, swallowing the laughter that escaped my lips.

“Ummm, call me that if that’s convenient.”

“Hey,”

Mungchi smirked and nodded. It was a bonus to shake the heels while holding both hands together.

…Hey, that’s cute.

It reminds me of when he was a bunch, that is, when he was a pig, and I want to play pranks on him.

“Okay.”

no. Wake up, Gimpo Enix! Bunchi is now a grown virgin, not a piglet. No more pinching your nose, folding your ears, or burying your face in your stomach.

…Come to think of it, I also took a bath with Bunchi. ha crazy I’m embarrassed all over again.

Around the time I was lost in my thoughts, the mongrel that had been shaking its feet suddenly opened its mouth.

“I want to go with Poi.”

“huh?”

“I want to go with Poi.”

“Are you going to go with me?”

a vigorous nod.

“yes. I am strong.”

“…it must be strength. But do you know where I’m going?”

After a moment of hesitation, the group shook their heads.

“I don’t know.”

“however?”

“however? I want to go with you.”

“why?”

The guy, who stopped shaking, chose his words for a while.

“I don’t know. It’s tough.”

“What’s not?”

“Why are you struggling?”

“No reason?”

“yes.”

As before, Mungchi’s eyes were shining black like stars.

“I’m Poi Joa.”

A few vague words and staring eyes were enough to feel the sincerity.

“Let’s go together.”

I laughed at the bottomless trust, affection, and desire that were passed from heart to heart.

“okay. Let’s go together.”

“swimming.”

The guy’s small lips bit into a gentle smile as well.

As I sat face to face with Mungchi and talked about this and that, the sun was tilting at its peak before I knew it.

In the midst of thinking about having a meal, a soldier delivered the news.

“…who said?”

“The second son of Count Tristan has arrived. Sir Kirlian is with you.”

“Sir Killian? I heard that the lord disappeared from Longville right after he disappeared. Why did he suddenly appear?”

When I questioned him, the soldier put on a puzzled expression.

“Um, I don’t know. I have only been commanded to break the news to the Lord and bring him alone.”

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable and curious at the same time, I followed the soldier out of the room.

The sunset was setting.

The Yeongju Hall corridor, which opened toward the courtyard, was cool. This is because the wind blowing in the evening was very cold. It’s already September.

On my way to the hall, I ran into a familiar silhouette. A woman wearing a chiffon dress, a thin surcoat and a white kerchief.

“Dai-o or baroness?”

” ah.”

Dionea looked down at the flowers in the courtyard and blushed when she saw me. As she turned her head and cleared her throat, the soldiers around her retreated.

“Sir Phoenix.”

“…Um, did you get some sleep?”

As I approached, Dionea, who was reddened to the nape of her neck, replied with a deliberately calm face.

“yes. I slept well for a long time. Although guests came and broke it.”

“I see…

Looking down, most of the flowers she was examining had withered. Latriaman’s head was stiff, but they were also fading purple.

short silence.

The view of the courtyard at sunset reminded me of the fire I had lit around noon. Cute cries and desperate body movements. A white, thin and soft body.

I tried to shake off my thoughts and opened my mouth.

“Shouldn’t you go? I heard that the Count’s second son came…

“It was an unexpected guest. You can wait a bit.”

Dionea hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth.

“I want to walk for a while. Can I ask for an escort?”

“Of course, madam.”

When she extended her left arm, she slowly placed her hand on it. A smile appeared on his blushing face.

Dionea was like a withered flower.

The sad atmosphere, beautiful face and slender shoulders were exactly the same.

A dry flower is often soaked with even a single drop of dew.

So did Dionea. Even a single drop of love was enough to overwhelm them, and they shone brightly.

“Five years ago in the spring.”

Dionea, who was walking quietly in the courtyard, spoke in a low voice.

“I planted flowers here.”

“Five years ago.”

“When I married the baron.”

A cool wind blew. The touch on the left arm increased.

“Since then, I have bloomed alone and withered alone. Without meaning and no one watching.”

The pupils filled with complex examinations scanned the courtyard.

“Every year around this time, I find comfort here. Watching the flowers fall.”

“Because I felt less lonely. Because I can feel that I am not alone.”

The courtyard was not large. Even with slow steps, one round passed quickly.

“A flower that blooms is beautiful in various ways, but a flower that withers is ugly.”

“So thank you, Sir Phoenix.”

“…what do you mean?”

“I don’t get any inspiration from watching the flowers wither this year.”

Dionea smiled brightly.

“It’s thanks to you

. ”