The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 166

41. Blood Knight (3)

As soon as I came back to consciousness, I vomited from the inside. No, should I say that I woke up with vomiting?

“Cool wow-”

“Ponyx-sama!”

As I lay on my face and was coughing up black blood, Steedman and Mira came running hurriedly. I barely raised my upper body and stretched out my hand.

“Oh water. Water, please.”

Only after emptying the water bag Mira gave you to the end, your burning thirst subsides.

…but what happened?

The room was a real mess.

The fire spread in all directions, spewing out black smoke, and countless corpses of mercenaries and dogs were scattered on the low hills.

Our party was also recovering from wounds here and there.

Nearby, Amias, who was shaking her hand, was taking care of Jenesa, who had a crossbow stuck in her chest, and the wizard Siren was supported by her younger brother Edan with a bandage on her calf. Simos had a cloth patched over his bleeding side.

“Keep it.”

He shook his messy head a couple of times and stood up.

“Are you okay?”

I picked up Hrun Ting, who had fallen nearby, defeating Steedman, who was trying to help me.

“What about Utequa and Ellen?”

“Hatanka is over there and Ellen is… I don’t know.”

Where he pointed, Utequai was pulling out a man’s head. Judging from the fact that there were no mercenaries around, it must have been the last one.

As if waiting, the wizard Shiren muttered something. Then, a golem near Utequai creaked and collapsed. The stone statue, which was broken in places and covered in blood, collapsed into a mound of dirt.

“Ahhh-”

Utequai had severe injuries carved all over his body. In particular, the hamstrings and chest forearms were so deeply wounded that at first glance, whiteness could be seen.

He threw away the head he was holding and dug into the chest of the convulsing corpse. He took off his chains and clothes, tore off his flesh and bones, and took out his heart. It’s a terrible sight…

“Uhhhhh!”

The black eye light flickered.

As if in response, the white bone ring on Utequai’s right hand subtly leaked magic power. His rough, large hands trembled.

“Athar iya.”

The guy muttered something with a distorted face. Then he dropped the heart he had brought to his mouth and fell forward.

“this.”

Watching that, I quickly ran to Utequai.

After laying him on his back, he pats his back more, but no matter how much he searches, there is no potion. Ellen got two bottles from Master Castlight, so I kept one too.

“If you are looking for a potion, I wrote it to Phoenix. Hatanka-sama.”

“You wrote it to me?”

“yes. You were struck by lightning, right?”

“thunderbolt? ah.”

I remember now.

We were talking with Tobias or something, and we hit the fireball first. He induced a ‘lightning’ spell by shooting a crossbow with some magic tool.

Suddenly, when I took off my left glove, I saw something like a mark that started at the tip of my finger, passed through the back of my hand, and continued to the inside of my sleeve.

A red scar carved in the shape of a tree branch or bloodline… It’s probably a trace of a thunderbolt.

The blood was flowing busily, dissipating the shape and removing the color, but it seemed like it would take quite a while for the scar to completely disappear.

Well, that’s not what’s important now.

As soon as I saw it, I covered Utequai’s wounds and glanced toward the cliff.

“Then what about the wizard? The lightning strike was obviously magic.”

“A little while ago, they said that they were flashing, thunderbolts and fireballs flying, but now they have calmed down.”

“Um…

At Steedman’s words, I looked at the cliff, but it was too far away to see anything.

a ball of fire Is Ellen okay?

where is the bunch? I was told to assassinate the most threatening enemy in the event of an emergency, but did he do as I said?

While I was using hematology to stop the bleeding from Utequai’s wound, Steedman, who was assisting me with a cloth, glanced behind me and opened his mouth.

“Genesa’s wounds are serious. You won’t last long.”

Genesa had been making a gurgling sound since before, and blood was spurting from her mouth. It seemed that his lungs had been torn and were bleeding, but he needed treatment as soon as possible.

“…Aww damn.”

how can i do this It’s been a while since I woke up, so my head doesn’t roll well.

“Phoenix-sama over there!” Just then, an archer, Cole, appeared from the side of the bush. Long blond hair draped over his shoulders.

“Ellen?”

Cole was carrying the fainting Ellen on his back. I ran over to him, picked up Ellen, and examined her. The left side of the guy’s face is dotted with blood…

“Ellen!”

“A big wound is not *huhhhh*. It looks like it was *hooked* on a piece of wood or something.”

Even though he was breathing heavily, Cole had a very calm tone.

Looking at it again, the upper part of the earlobe was a little deep, but it wasn’t a big wound.

“This is what it is”

“You got hit by a spell while fighting the wizards. The mages were handled by a person called Mungchi.”

“Wizards?”

“Besides the Thunderbolt, there were three more. A man who may have been a mercenary or an escort was also with us.”

While tending to Ellen’s wounds, I frowned.

“…Four wizards?”

“yes.”

He’s a wizard enough to call lightning to the bounty hunters chasing Ellen.

The pursuers of La Palais Palace are evident.

“Did you kill those wizards?”

“I didn’t see exactly, but I killed at least two. They were wizards who dealt with lightning and wind, respectively.”

“Ha, I’m going crazy.”

To kill the palace mage.

Of course, it must have been unavoidable, but I can’t even imagine how things would turn out.

“That’s not what’s important right now.”

Cole quickly continued, wiping the sweat from his brow.

“Mr. Zanavas went to look for Mr. Mungchi.”

“……What are you talking about again?”

“Mr. Munch, who was dealing with the wizards, was hit by a crossbow and fell somewhere in the bush. That’s why Mr. Zanabas entrusted Ellen to me and went to find Mr. Mungchi.” Cole added with a stiff face.

“Mr. Zanavas said he felt an ominous magic power.”

“Ominous magic power?”

“yes. They said that it was a magical power that could not exist in the middle world, so we had to avoid it.”

…under. What a fuss this is all about.

I put my worries aside for now and quickly took care of the party. Since there were many wounded, the group planned to send them down to Longville and go find the bundle with only Cole and Sea Moss.

The problem was Utequai.

He is about 220 cm tall, and his body weight is about twice that of mine. Such a terrifying giant was lying there in a state of fainting.

In addition, the injury was serious, so it was impossible to tie it to a rope and drag it. Even the golem that Siren summoned by squeezing mana couldn’t lift Utequai properly.

In the end, Golem had Genesa embrace, Mira had Ellen on her back, and a stretcher was improvised to load Utequai. On top of that, Amias Steedman and Cole Simos had to cling to it, so they could barely move it.

By the time I finished preparing to send the party like that. Magical power emanated from the side of the bush.

“This is it.”

I can definitely see why Zanavas described it as ‘sinister’. Even I, who was not very familiar with magical powers, could vaguely feel the dark and hopeless atmosphere

. As they met their eyes, I shook my head quietly.

On the other hand, the others, including Amias, were just making faces of bewilderment.

“…Ponyx-sama?”

“no. Start right now.”

“I see.”

Amias, with a confused expression, led the party down the road for a moment.

After confirming that the party had departed, I slowly moved towards the bush.

A vague ominous feeling crosses my mind.

Magical power that cannot exist in the middle world. Anupads finished with my own water. The messenger of the dark world that disappeared…

I am reminded of the scene I saw on the computer monitor afterwards.

A darkened screen. A robber baron who sacrificed hostages and even his own men. The renegade Guardian of the Sky….

Premonition quickly turned into confidence.

It was because a huge figure slowly walked out of the bush.

“….X feet.”

It was an Anupad with a bigger size than an adult troll.

He had a gray coffin over his head. Thanks to that, it wasn’t too difficult to infer its identity.

Chapter 3 boss ‘Queen Ramashda’.

“smell.”

The monster imitated the human voice. Eyes shimmering with strange magic stared down at me.

“The smell of blood.”

The magical power of another dimension, which was felt only as an atmosphere, turned into a concrete disaster. It was as if black smoke was spreading across the floor.

“Cabilda. Undog.”

Magical power has been strangling the body and mind. As soon as his eyes were about to blur a little, he raised his blood and resisted.

“I’m sorry. Zarya.”

Ramashda uttered incessantly unintelligible words. At first glance, it was a voice that I did not want to hear.

In a somewhat spooky atmosphere, I heard a familiar word for a while even wanting to go to the order.

“Shtwug. Liuyama.”

…Shtwug?

Are you referring to ‘Adjutant Schutug’?

A few more words followed, followed by another familiar word.

“Psyaki. Solun.”

‘Blue Pshakki’.

Only then did I realize the identity of the words Ramashda was arranging.

“Shut up. Udean.”

It was a name. The names of the Anupads I’ve killed so far.

Ramashda came down the slope in tears. As he approached, the ominous mana became more devastating.

“Ugh.”

A huge monster in the shape of a dog was trudging down, crying sadly, just like a mother who had lost her child. It is a terrifying sight that I fear to appear in my dreams.

“……under.”

When I understood the situation, I burst out laughing.

Dark Blessing.

The cursed thing that was breathed into a mere name in the game dwells in the chapter boss in the shitty reality.

“Ushtu’s.”

Ushtu.

Ratman, goblin, orc, ogre, Anupad, and the god of the Minotaur…

“We have to go together.”

I listened to that and threw the javelin with all my might.

“Sigh.”

The power that started from the stepping foot rotated the knee, waist, shoulder, and elbow in turn, and was carried away by the javelin.

puck!

” ah.”

The javelin pierced the forehead exactly.

Ramashda, who was weeping, continued to approach with a javelin stuck in his head.

“This crazy.”

Goosebumps sprung up and the moment he pulled out the hrunting, Ramashda’s huge torso collapsed.

Udangtang.

The monster’s corpse rolled four or five laps along the slope before coming to a stop when it caught on a rock.

Then there was no movement.

what? no way.

“…Have you done it?”

I mumbled unconsciously, but I was startled and shut my mouth.

However, perhaps it was too late, Ramashda’s corpse began to wriggle greatly.

“ha…. . –

As he cut his palm and covered Hrunting with blood, Ramashda’s stomach split open.

Goo-!

ominous cry.

Instead of viscera leaking out of the split stomach, black magic oozes out. It was as if a pitch-black passageway had been

pierced.

The faint sound gradually grew louder. A loud noise, like

a swarm of bugs coming out.

As soon as I finished my murmurs, black shadows rushed out of the passage through La Mashda’s stomach.

Gooooooo!

The black beasts, only the upper half of which remained, opened their mouths and sang in chorus. Befitting the size of a bull, their voices were also very loud.

As soon as they pulled their bodies out of the passageway, they rushed towards us, scratching the ground with both arms, as if the evil god Ushtu’s followers had squeezed them out.

“Ah, two arms!”

He shouted and swung his Hrunting at the beasts that attacked.