Chapter 252

My Villains Chapter 252

50. Mayhem (6)

Like knights or heavy cavalry lined up behind her, the woman who took the lead was heavily armed with plate armor and mounted on a dignified battle horse.

Her voice was familiar, and she was dressed so extravagantly, with the colorful bands around her helm and the pauldrons adorned with silk embroidered with ornate patterns, leaving no doubt that she was the Baron of Shaenna.

“...Uh”

I asked back with a puzzled look at the unexpected situation.

“What do you mean all of a sudden?”

“I told you to drop your weapon and lie down!”

Baron Shaenna, who shouted with a majestic attitude, continued with a tone of displeasure.

“Did you not hear or are you pretending not to hear!”

“No, that’s not it, I’m asking because I don’t understand. Why should we?”

“Why? If you have eyes, see what you and your men have done!”

She flapped her thick cloak and stretched her arms out to the sides.

In the aftermath of the battle, the castle town, where the dusk had settled down, had all sorts of scars. The guild hall we were staying in had one side of the wall blown off, and the tavern on the other side had its roof half-saved. The bell tower of a church in the distance fell sideways and raised dust, and the bronze bell that had bounced off was stuck in a collapsed barn. The common stove, which had been swollen by all sorts of spells, such as fireballs and frost awls, was also smashed to the point where it was difficult to recognize its original shape.

Besides that, I saw about six or seven more buildings that were completely collapsed or partially destroyed. As if a few shells had fallen, the area was completely sloppy.

“This is not what we did. No, to be precise, some of them were done by us, but some crazy guys suddenly attacked.”

“Noisy!”

With a determined cry, she drew a knife from her waistband and raised it. The soldiers surrounding him also raised their spears.

“No matter what they say, it doesn’t change that you guys are the main culprits of this commotion! If you want to prove your innocence, surrender obediently!”

In an uneasy atmosphere, the subordinate mercenaries secretly gathered and faced each other.

“...isn’t that the female knight who broke his name in the royal capital of the baron?” “uh. He was the chief of the mounted patrol, but the guys from the north were very angry.”

After answering the question of the heavy soldier Dervish, the kid-eyed Simos swallowed dryly and added a word.

“You’re so good at water torture.”

“X arm. This thing is so fucked up.”

Several mercenaries spat out curse words as if they agreed with the ponytail Fritz’s muttering. As befits one of the king’s sixteen riders, Baron Shaenna seems to have a reputation of his own.

The huddled mercenaries were not able to put their weapons in their hands or lift them up, only looking at me.

I quickly glanced around.

Around two hundred soldiers gathered around. Even if there were no vigilantes hiding in the back or garrison ragtags, there were about a hundred elite soldiers. All of them were armed with chain armor reinforced with steel plates and federation pikes, so they looked pretty rough.

Moreover, the real threat was not the infantry, but the 30 or so heavy cavalry lined up in front. How much force the cavalry would use in the middle of a village, not in a field, but if one-third of them were knights, the words would be a little different.

By the time Earth’s young children enter elementary school, the children of the nobles of the Milanol Kingdom become the start of knights.

Instead of learning Korean language and math, they learn swordsmanship and kill big dogs or cows for practice instead of killing pixel characters with their smartphones. Instead of entering middle school, he begs all the warriors in the territory to become a servant, and instead of trembling worrying about his score before the exam, he goes to war and urinates worrying about his life or death.

Only a few who survive the process and prove their skills become knights. Superhumans who boast physical abilities like magic without a handful of mana are born that way.

In addition to those superhumans, the scent of mana wafted from the back. It could be a magic sphere prepared with awareness of this side’s magic power, or it could be the wizards Shahenna brought. It’s most likely the latter.

“Phoenix.”

The protagonist with a heavy voice was Utequai. The chin is swollen and has small scars here and there, but it doesn’t seem to interfere with movement.

His gaze fell on the stunned Ellen. It was a gaze that seemed to inform that the bleeding in the thigh was continuing.

damn i know I’ve been caring about that ever since.

After taking a look at Ellen’s complexion as she fell at her feet, she slowly stepped forward. Hrunting was hanging at an awkward angle.

“There are wounded. We will cooperate if you give us time to deal with it.”

“Then disarm first. Right Now.”

...such a dog. I was thinking of stealing some time, but I’m not someone I can communicate with.

I opened my mouth, trying to suppress the nervousness and anger rising from my stomach.

“It can’t be.”

“Can’t you?”

“yes. I am a knight, not a thief. How dare you treat me like a criminal and throw away your weapon?”

“Is it rude? I dare to say one article-”

“I’ll tell you in advance.”

Interrupting Baron Shaen Na, who had just raised his voice, he quickly added his words.

“Be careful with your words.”

“what?”

“My lord is not the baron, but Prince Ulkar. If you’re going to do something about a single knight, you’d better do it to the baron’s knights, not me.”

“This rude...

She gritted her teeth and was about to say something, but with a voice saying, ‘Wait!’, a sturdy knight emerged from one side of the encirclement, breaking through the soldiers.

“What is this?”

“...Baron Innomen? Were you here?”

Following Baron Shahenna’s perplexed voice, the knight who stepped out in front of the soldiers and took off his helmet was Baron Innomen, another horseman of the king.

“I have no mind at all. how things work.”

With dust all over his armor from suppressing the soldiers who were hit by the Arcane Hunter’s ‘mind wave’, he grumbled and looked at Baron Shaenna.

It was clumsy Milanese. It was a voice I had never heard before, but the slurred pronunciation and awkward sentences felt familiar. The same was true of foreign languages that I couldn’t understand at all.

I glanced around and saw Utequai, the cause of the familiarity I felt, with a hard face looking in the direction from which the voice came.

“That word...

“Right. The horse of the steppe.”

As soon as he finished his words, a tall figure appeared among the soldiers with the sound of heavy footsteps.

“Huh?”

It was a gigantic figure about the same size as me. A dark cloak was worn and the hood was pulled down to cover the face. All that could be seen was a pair of knife handles protruding from the shoulders and a pair of steel armored shinrest footrests.

“What is that?”

“What are you doing? Stop it!”

Some soldiers blocked his way, but Jang Han moved on, shaking off his arms. With that simple action, the soldiers who blocked Janghan collapsed.

“This crazy”

“Damn it, just stab it!”

Several soldiers gritted their teeth and threw spears, but Jang Han deflected all the spears aimed at his face with just one hand gesture, as if chasing away insects. The rest slipped or bounced off the heavy plate armor under the cloak.

“Gua lune’telil.”

After talking like that, Janghan jumped off with a run of two steps.

The cloak fluttered. The giant leaped through the dense crowd of soldiers as if there was no gravity.

“O”

I can assure you, he was no ordinary human.

It was definitely beyond normal for a person of similar size to wear plate armor and leap to a height of more than 2 meters.

“...Stop!”

After putting on a bewildered expression for a while, the Nomen baron pointed his sword at him when he realized that the tall figure was within reach.

“who are you!”

“Waiting for sleep. The one who waits in front of you guys.”

“...what?”

Leaving the bewildered Baron Innomen as it was, Jang Han turned to us. And smiled under the hood.

“Zui zui. Umjragta.”

Utequai asked in a subdued voice at the incomprehensible words.

“Urwha?”

“Ayun lavdi tille hatanka.”

“......tanka’ae. Sueda

orre?”

“Hound?”

After exchanging meaningless conversations, Jang Han took off his hood with a smile on his face. Before I knew it, the face of Jang-han, or a woman, was clearly revealed through the lit torches.

“Your friends are stupid faces. I also speak the Kingdom language.”

Randomly tousled auburn hair, a forehead with an X-shaped scar, fiercely raised eyebrows and sharp eyes.

I recognized her identity at a glance.

Berserker.”

“o uh 2”

I murmured, and the woman grinned, revealing her sharp fangs.

“Do you know me?”

“right. i became famous Got Tonkumak. The storm sword is cool.”

The chattering woman turned to Shaenna, who was dangling her sword from her horse.

“I claim my rights.”

“......right?”

“That’s right, my right.”

She held up three fingers and continued speaking confidently.

“You waited for me. for Phoenix. By the way Urwi is going? Can not be done. I am tired of cutting in line.”

Shaenna, who seemed bewildered, took the reins and immediately shouted in an angry voice.

“Who are you that savages and the like do not even know the subject matter? If you value your life, step back immediately!”

“Hmm, that’s a funny answer.”

Having said that, the woman took out a piece of stone from her bosom.

“Oumde I also answer funny.”

“This crazy-”

I opened my mouth wide when I saw the pattern engraved on the piece of stone.

As if that expression was interesting, the woman made eye contact with me and smiled even thicker. Then, she looked back at Shaenna and said this.

“fuck you.”

Kwajik.

In the woman’s hands, the runestone ‘Hell’s Gate of Flame’ was broken.