Chapter 29

My Villains Episode 029

8. The Mill and the Undertaker (3)

The happy hour came to an end with a sudden roar. It sounded like a wooden door being smashed.

A group of people approached the barn with a buzz of popularity.

Oh, what kind of babies are they? All in all, now!

I swallowed my curse and stood up, gently pushing Daria away.

“Hueup Poi?”

“Who is coming? There are several people.”

At my words, Daria quickly regained focus and wiped her lips with her sleeve.

“Aren’t they the people who came to the bar mill?”

“well.”

Feeling a bit ominous, I picked up the Pulse and Buckler.

He didn’t have a helmet and breastplate, but he was confident enough to deal with a local gangster.

...You have the confidence to deal with it? Hit all the times with a pulse? Just hitting the goal.

Since graduating from high school, I have lived my whole life without eating a week. How can I, being such a model citizen, adapt so well to this dog-like world? I am deeply moved.

While I was thinking about that, a muffled noise came closer.

“Hey isn’t it? Is this right?”

“Looks like it’s over there.”

“Are you sure it’s just the two of you?”

“Oh, that’s right, man.”

After a while, six or seven men appeared in front of the barn.

“Oh, really, there are only two of them.”

“The armor looks pretty good too, doesn’t it?”

“Right? These bastards don’t believe it!”

The men who appeared – no, in fact, they were boys in their late teens, which would be awkward to call a man.

They were armed with long spears and heavy axes, a kind of bill polearm with large blades that did not suit their sloppy attire.

But spears and bills are weapons only used by soldiers, right? Where did the neighborhood bullies get those things?

Anyway, this damn city is a real piece of shit. I can’t go anywhere safe.

“Po Poi...”

“It’s okay.”

As I reassured Daria and stepped forward, they started chattering among themselves.

“But will it be okay? That bastard looks like a mercenary-”

“You bastard, you bastard?”

“Hey hey. Look at the woman behind you.”

“Wow- Mr. Was there a girl like that in this town? Let’s go play for a while, Rick.”

A skinny guy licked his lips, and the guy called Rick glanced at Daria and swallowed in response.

“I’m craving it, but- Oh no. You have to jump out before the guards chase you.”

“Can’t I catch it? If you look at a large group of mercenaries, they also have maids who wash dishes and do laundry.”

“...okay? Is that so?”

I could guess what kind of people they were. It seems that the vain idiots are planning to steal weapons and flee out of the city.

Although they are like neighborhood bullies, we had to be careful as long as we had heavy military weapons in our hands. Even if I just put weight on it and swing it, my limbs would fly off.

I slightly loosened my wrists and raised my buckler and pulse to prepare for a fight.

Then the guys who were chatting with each other summed up and shut their mouths.

“...What, let’s try it? Why don’t you just quietly leave your money and women behind?”

“Rick. Swords and armor too.”

“Yes, pass all the swords and armor.”

The guy who seemed to be the leader of the gang raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice. That’s right, he was a kid with a lot of pimples on his face.

Thanks to the experience of fighting the ferocious warriors in iron masks, these idiots seemed ridiculous.

So I smiled and opened my mouth.

“Don’t talk bullshit, you bastards.”

“...a bastard’s bastard?”

Fire.

Blue flames were wandering in the air as if staggering aimlessly. A small flame that looks dim in the bright midday sunlight.

It was a goblin fire. The moment the bullies stopped breathing in surprise, the old man suddenly shouted out loud.

“It is Panis-kun’s soul! Hurry and run to the church!”

“Ahh!”

“What is that!”

“Bounce!”

The bullies screamed in horror and ran past the old man.

Daria, who was hiding behind me, also pulled my wrist with trembling hands, as if she was also frightened.

“Pop Poi-let’s go to church too!”

“No, you don’t have to. You can rest assured.”

“But... it’s scary.”

“Because it’s okay.”

I put the pulse into the scabbard and wrapped my arms around Daria’s shoulders.

“There is no need to be afraid. It’s just... magic.”

While saying that, an old man left alone was approaching us. The goblin fire that had been floating in the sky had disappeared before I knew it.

“Is that right, old man?”

“Hehe, you have good eyesight. Can you excuse me for a minute?”

“Oh, of course.”

When we stepped aside, the old man went into the barn and returned with a shovel. Then he shrugged his shoulders with a smile on his wrinkled face.

“I had to dig, but the shovel broke. I was just coming to borrow it from the mill.” “Are you selling the land?”

“Yes. There is someone to bury

There is someone to bury.

It wasn’t a big deal, but I didn’t think it was a sentence that was very suitable for an old man.

“You, by any chance, isn’t that... the ‘bloody swordsman’?”

Ugh, I don’t like hearing this guy’s nickname any time. who the hell built it?

I grumbled inwardly, but nodded my head with a calm face.

“There is such a nickname. It is called Phoenix.”

“Heh, that’s right. Nice to meet you, Phoenix. I expected that from the way you look.”

“Are you dressed up?”

“That’s right. Thanks to hearing some pretty detailed rumors, I figured it out at a glance. By the way, are there any injuries? You and the lady behind you?”

“We are fine. I am indebted to you, old man.”

At my words, the old man smiled broadly and shook his head.

“What is your status? I was just afraid that the young men would lose their lives in a moment’s mistake. Burying young people is never pleasant.”

“Haha, I didn’t mean to kill him. I was going to take care of my hands properly...”

“Oh, was it? I must have interfered.”

“No, no. It is better to avoid fighting.”

“Yes, yes. Better to avoid fighting. I wish all the young people were like you... oh dear.”

The old man, who had been chattering in excitement, made a surprised expression and took off his black hat.

Then the well-groomed gray hair, brushed back with oil, was revealed. Seeing such a completely exposed face, I was able to be sure of the old man’s identity.

“You didn’t introduce me.”

Saying that, the old man asked for a handshake. When I held it, I could feel the long, thin fingers and the rough palms that didn’t suit them.

I looked into the old man’s deep eyes and reviewed the information about him.

“My name is ‘Luke’.”

The old man’s name is Popaluk.

“The funeral limb.”

He was a seeker of ‘Younggeummun’ and a necromancer.

“...Nice to meet you, Mr. Luke.”

Responding like that, I managed to suppress the cheers that were about to erupt.

...Heheh, long live!

Now eat me until Chapter 5!