The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Chapter 342

59. Plateau (2)

Actually, Ulkar has a very uncomfortable relationship with the nobles of Antrum. Because of the thousand-day war that took place a few years ago.

To briefly summarize the thousand-day war in one sentence, the seven great lords challenged the old king to give the land

. It is land.

In addition, the fertile provinces attached to the direct jurisdiction were also occupied by the king’s aides.

The 16 barons of Troshire are no different from the vassals of the royal family of Zeore, and Count Jovian, who rules the Oak Deli region, is the younger half-brother of the current king, and the Earl of Helmworth of Per Rite is called the ‘cradle of the queen’. It is an intimate family.

Therefore, the nobles who occupied the relatively remote areas had no choice but to be dissatisfied with the royal family, and finally rebelled against the northern leader, the Duke of Webelter.

Most of the nobles of Antrum also participated in the Thousand-Day War. However, since the Aryan family was completely absent, the nobles were led by the Earl of Alder, who had the second highest authority after the Marquis of Avon at the time.

In terms of military power, the aristocrats had a slight advantage, and in fact, the royal family and royalists were helplessly pushed back in the early days of the war.

However, at the end of the war, the 3rd prince, Ulkar, who came out of nowhere, defeated the army of the great lords and thus ended the Thousand and One Day War.

Dozens of Antrum nobles were killed, including the Earl of Alder. At least, thanks to Marquis Eabon’s intervention, the territory was protected, but it was clear that it was a big ordeal from the family’s point of view.

Like Luyan, who lost his father, Count Alder, most of the nobles and knights here lost their fathers, brothers, and relatives in the Thousand-Day War. It was only natural that there was a strange current flowing in front of Count Osu’s tent.

Right before this strange air current took on a different color beyond the level of awkwardness, I coughed and opened my mouth.

“I saw a rider running eastward this morning.”

At the sudden remark, the gazes of the nobles and knights of Antrum gathered.

“Well, of course it must be a messenger. The destination must be Lianwell.”

“What are you saying all of a sudden, Sir Phoynix?”

“Aren’t you trying to convey the news to the Marquis of Eavon? The damage is so bad that you want to get instructions?”

“…I did send a messenger. The Marquis is the owner of this army, so you should know about the current situation. It is a normal, routine action.”

General McNeil replied with a calm face. I nodded my head to indicate I understood him.

“Half of the unit is dead or injured, so of course they don’t want to move. Everyone will want to go back. Honestly, even if you were to turn around right now, who would be able to stop you?”

“Wait Sir Phoenix.”

Gisela Winged, who had been standing silently in the back, stepped forward.

“What are you talking about? These are the nobles of the kingdom, and of course they have a duty to protect the frontier.”

“If you really mean it, it is. But is duty really that important?”

“…I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”

When Sir Gisela’s cool features slightly distorted, I shrugged.

“Why is the prince struggling in this corner of the country? Is that also due to duty?”

“of course. As a member of the royal family, he has a duty to defend the kingdom.”

“It sounds obvious. Then where is the king?”

“…suddenly something”

“What about his heir, Prince Zacharys? In terms of duty, aren’t they first before our prince? But what about reality? Aren’t you not interested in this side, let alone send an army?”

Sir Gisela fell silent for a moment, and I continued talking, looking back at General McNeil and the other nobles.

“Let’s be a little honest. Isn’t it funny that everyone is doing this for a duty that is not very important?”

“Yes, I will be honest.”

A knight who led the conscripts on behalf of a viscount stepped forward with a firm face.

“We lost sixty-seven men in the last battle. The men my lord cherished like children, at the same time real children to some, and brothers and fathers to others.”

familiar face. Probably one of the valiant knights who crushed the enemy cavalry after me.

The knight who showed off the skill of skewering two mercenaries in armor three days ago was rubbing his forehead with his shoulders drooping.

“Since we came just in time for the 100 people ordered by the Marquis, there are only 33 left. If even those guys can’t be sent back, I don’t think I’ll ever see my lord face to face.”

deep sigh.

“As a knight, I can give my life for honor and glory. But not the soldiers who follow me. It is only natural that the group’s spirit be shaken.”

When the knight in plate armor, polished to a shine but full of scratches, finished speaking, I turned to Sir Filter and Sir Gisela.

“Did you see it? Let’s not try to drag people who have no heart for nothing, let’s go by ourselves.”

“Sir Phoenix.”

“Thanks to their sacrifice, we destroyed the Bloodmane mercenaries. The prince also said that it was a pretty decisive battle. Then, as a reinforcement, haven’t I done my part?”

The wind blew again.

“flaw.”

The one who broke the silence this time was the young Baron Lu Yan.

“Well, I admit it. It is my honest feeling that I want to go back to Che the Castle right away.”

“Baron Ruyan!”

The old aristocrat shouted in a low voice, but Lu Yan, who was sitting in the field chair commanded by the attendant, burst into laughter without hesitation.

“Why is that? I’m just being honest, Baron Thorse. I am very satisfied with the current situation, where not a single drop of blood was shed and a lot of loot was taken.”

“Please refrain from talking.”

“Well, at this point, it would be perfect if the Marquis gave an order to return. You will be able to stand back and defend your honor.”

The expression of the nobles hardened at the frank words. Either that or not, the arrogant handsome boy raised his voice as he turned to Count Osse’s tent.

“But I bet the Marquis of Eavon would never give such an order!”

“Why do you think so? huh?”

Lu Yan, who glanced at the tent fluttering in the cool breeze, immediately looked back at the nobles.

“Dear Marquis, it doesn’t really matter whether we die or not? Or is it because his prestige is hurt when he sends reinforcements and returns in less than a week?”

The boy who was pouring out his words snorted.

“no! Absolutely not!”

. ….♦ uh no og?

“The Marquis won’t allow us to run away without a tail. He knows honor!”

honor? Do you want to curve like this?

“Everyone must think that fighting with one’s life on this desolate land is stupid. It’s a highland. Whether it’s a mess or not, it doesn’t matter as long as our beautiful hometown is fine! You must be thinking so!”

Ruyan, who had shouted with a voice loud enough for the soldiers around him to listen, quickly turned around. Deeply admiring, I widened my eyes when he pointed at me.

“Did you hear what the knight said? actually oh! The duties given to Prince Ulkar are incomparably lighter than those given to us!”

The young lord, who had been speaking passionately, kicked off his chair and stood up.

“How many western men do you think are guarding the High Guard right now? Well half of them were Southern men like Sabern Albibton. Oh. And the other half came from Earl Shore and the Crescent Islands and the rest from Baigard and Southernshire!”

Ruyan shouted as he looked back at the soldiers who had gathered near the tent, driven by the commotion.

“You see what I mean! Those guys don’t care if not only the highlands, but also our hometown of Antrum become a sea of fire! Even so, I want to fight against the evil Elector Counts and possess their blood!”

Glowing reddish-brown eyes

glared at the nobles and knights of Antrum.

“Did you think that the blood you possessed three days ago was a waste or that this was enough? Then I beg you.”

whispers that follow.

“Please shut up. Because that is the way to protect the honor of the Lords.”

“Honor? honor!”

Unbearable, Baron Toseth shouted with his face flushed red.

“Luyan you son of a bitch. You know the honor!” “under. Have you finally thought of something to say?” “It’s thanks to the majestic figure that Count Onya Alder showed while commanding the army!”

When the story of his father came out of nowhere, the boy hardened his expression, and the old baron continued to vent his anger.

“Calm down, Luyan! Your father was beheaded in the square of the royal capital!”

“…the goddamned old woman”

“Bart and my second son was with him! Have you forgotten who it was for!”

General McNeil and the nobles intervened to dissuade Luyan, who was about to shout, and Thorses, who were annoyed.

“Damn it, let it go!”

While Luyan struggled with his shoulders grabbed by a large knight, Tosses, a strong old man, threw General McNeil away and looked this way.

“You Seymour family butcher! Do you think I will forget you!”

Startled, I turned to the direction he was pointing. There, Sir Filter was looking at Baron Tosses with an expressionless face.

“The guy who stabbed and killed my eldest son, my youngest son, and soldiers like a boar hunt puts his mug in front of me! There are limits to being shameless, you reckless butcher!”

“Baron!”

“Stop it!”

Frightened nobles and knights stood as if clinging to Toses, who was pouring out curses, and next to them, Ruyan fired at him and roughly pushed the knight who had grabbed him.

In the midst of the commotion, I glanced back at Sir Hilter, but he still had no expression.

Feeling his gaze, Hilter turned to me and our eyes met. And Sir Filter smiled brightly.

As if it was an illusion, the smile disappeared in an instant.

…how creepy.

“Leave this! The mannerisms of that young fellow who doesn’t even know the honor-”

Baron Toseth, who was struggling, stiffened his body in shock at what he saw. The eyes of those gathered in front of the tent, including mine, followed the old man’s gaze.

“It’s noisy.”

A group of people walked among the soldiers of Antrum, which parted like the Red Sea. The man who stood at the forefront of the mighty Lord Ankir, Master Limond, and the friendly soldiers was none other than Ulkar.

“Prince.”

” majesty.”

When the knights and officers, including myself, took their bow, Ulkar smiled faintly and nodded. Then he passed us, looked at the two barons, young and old, and opened his mouth.

“Someone seems to have something to say to me.”

It was not a big deal, but the air in the audience was suppressed at once.

Antrum’s nobles and knights averted their eyes at Ulkar’s weary gaze.

Baron Toseth also swallowed dry saliva for a moment, but soon opened his chest proudly and spoke out.

“…I came here on the orders of the Marquis, but the 3 princes are still my enemies. I was just trying to say this.”

“is it.”

After the muttering, when the eyes on him did not fall, Thores closed his mouth and glared at Ulkar.

But for a while, the old baron shook his chin and lowered his head.

The next thing Ulkar looked at was Baron Luyan.

“Kyung-eun?”

At the low question, the boy clenched his fists.

Seeing her auburn eyes burning brightly, I prayed inwardly.

please please don’t mess with me