Chapter 309

My Villains, Chapter 309

, 56. Change (2)

“As scheduled, we leave tomorrow.”

Taking off his luck, he looked back at the six mercenaries. Even though he hasn’t said anything yet, I’m very satisfied with the way he focuses on me.

“When we arrive at Lianwell, after preparing our posture for a few days, we will head west to High Castle with the army that Marquis Eavon gave us. I am joining my lord, Prince Ulkar.”

Exactly what ulterior motives the Marquis of Eavon was harboring was unknown.

As Heyla said, it seems like they are trying to bridge the bridge between the king and Ulkar. The reinforcements he promised to send would not be entirely out of a sense of responsibility or good will as a great lord.

“I heard that the combined forces of Prince Ulkar and Marquis Landri stationed in the Western Highlands total a little over three thousand. Adding to that the army that His Excellency the Marquis will give you, it would be about five thousand.”

However, I couldn’t give up the Marquis’s army because of that awkward feeling. In the position of preventing Ulkar’s death or corruption, 1,500 soldiers would be a variable in a good sense.

“Your opponents will be the two Elector Counts of Mittergerland, who are gathering troops on the western border. The troops are...probably twice as many as ours.”

The two Elector Counts meant Avilam Versstrom, duke of Topal, and Burcard Altenberg, viceroy of Alzenberg.

Abillambus, who was also Princess Theodora’s uncle, had a territory as vast as five or six counties put together. As befits a person aiming for the throne, he had a force that would not make it awkward to be called a king.

Burcard’s territory is less than half that of Avillambus.

However, his family has been rooted in the Altenberg region since the time of the ancient empire, at least eight hundred years ago. In terms of the solidity of the foundation, it was incomparable to any great lord on the continent.

“Also, the death knight who jumped out with Luke’s corpse might do some tricks. The fish-men who retreated for a while may come up along the river again and harass the rear.”

The undead army attacked the Seteniora Monastery and virtually disappeared. On the other hand, the fishmen robbed the ports and were counterattacked, so they only retreated for a while.

In the end, Prince Ulkar had a new enemy in front of him and an old enemy he couldn’t deal with behind him.

“Maybe even this is just the beginning.”

“...that word.”

“I will talk about it thoroughly, but it means that my journey will be a thorny road.”

He let out a bitter smile and took a short breath.

“And I intend to redefine my relationship with you before that thorny road.”

Since the road ahead is tens of thousands of miles, there is no reason or reason to say that you should go in search of a four-year-old path. The six mercenaries in front of me now wanted to follow me completely.

For that persuasion, I prepared three cards.

“I have to start with the introduction again. My name is Phoenix of Zaharkar.”

The six mercenaries drew in their breath at the unexpected words. It was the same that everyone looked surprised, but when I took a quick look, the surprise was slightly different.

The chubby Esson and the heavy swordsman Umberta’s eyes widened a little, and they said, ‘Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?’ It wasn’t that he was surprised to hear Ja Hakar, but that the timing of the story was unexpected. He must have known my identity.

The veteran conjurer and the crossbowman Gidon half-opened their mouths, then shook their heads, saying, ‘I see.’ He must have guessed my identity.

Lastly, the ponytail Fritz and the heavy soldier Dervish

had their arms crossed with expressionless faces.

Then I looked at my colleagues and said, ‘Why? What is it?’

“...don’t you all know Zaharkar?”

“...what is that?”

“Zakhar and Baluin. The ducal family of Ireland.”

“I know that. I’ve heard of it before,”

Fritz asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Are you saying that the ruler now belongs to that ducal family?”

“uh.”

“What kind of distant relative are you?”

“no. The former duke is my uncle, and now the duke is my cousin.”

“......Yes?”

Only then did Fritz and Dervish widen their eyes. It was clear that I had no idea of who I was or what I was, or that I had no interest in it from the start.

It’s just that the rest of the mercenaries were shocked and didn’t think that I was a direct descendant of Zaharkar.

“...then go to Lady Heila.”

“Balouin. He’s the duke’s younger brother, but he’s also my cousin.”

“Huh.”

Confair, who asked the question, sighed and swallowed dry saliva.

Yes, this is my first card, ‘Status’.

This is a world where the status system is as natural as water and air. Having noble blood is itself a considerable power.

Of course, a knight with the blood of a legendary ducal family was better than a mercenary who had made a fortune in persuasion.

The mercenaries’ gaze towards me changed slightly, perhaps thanks to the clear identity. It seemed that a bit of a sense of distance was also mixed in, so I quickly took out the next words.

“I left Ireland for some pretty immature reasons. It is a story in the context of a young man who is angry at not being able to achieve love and leaves his hometown.”

A few showed curiosity, but I had no intention of selling Phoenix’s memories here.

“While wandering the continent like that, I came to be with the saint on his deathbed.”

Eson and Gidon quietly crossed themselves.

“I realized then. That my departure from home, my travels across the continent, and my arrival at the Monastery of Seteniora were all planned.”

“...How can you tell me?”

“what?”

“It’s a feeling.”

Holding the sword, Umberta looked up at the blade with a mysterious expression.

It’s natural to feel that way. I wonder if the name is ‘the ruin of the saint’ for nothing.

As a unique piece of equipment, that sword has the terrifying effect of nullifying divine power. There was no way that the aura that scattered the divine power would give a pleasant feeling.

“Are you feeling a bit embarrassed?”

“...no. I like it.”

Umberta looked at the blade with slightly relaxed eyes and let out a laugh.

...How dangerous it looks, but I’ll have to keep an eye on it.

Eson was given the glaive, ‘Blood Vanguard’.

“Can I use this?”

As he grasped the spearhead, red smoke and a bloody aura rose from the blade. Eson looked back at me with a slightly tired expression.

“To be honest, it is a bit risky. If you’re unlucky, even just brushing against the blade could cost you your life.”

Eson’s face became even paler as he explained the Vorpal or instant death option attached to the equipment in a vague manner.

“Why should I say this from the standpoint of dedicating my allegiance to that ruler, but I intend to return to my hometown someday.”

“Is it too much? You can return it when you return, so don’t worry about it.”

“...That’s not the case. If I use something like this, I don’t think I’ll die in my name.” When he showed hesitation, I suggested ‘Ecstatic Death’ instead of the bloody vanguard.

“Uh...

Seeing that the trident emits a bewitching purple glow, Esson made an awkward expression.

“This doesn’t look too different.”

He looked at the glaive and trident alternately, then moistened his dry lips and nodded. “If you want to walk on a thorny path

, you will need at least

one of these, yes.”

Eson held onto the hilt of the glaive with a hard face.

Of course, the distribution was not all smooth sailing.

“I cannot write this.”

“......why?”

“It’s an evil thing, isn’t it?”

Gidon frowned and stepped back from the ‘dead man’s crossbow’.

“Because it’s not like that. If it was an evil object, it would have been purified by the princess’s divine power. You still don’t feel the fraud.”

“How can I use such an ominous object as arrows that are cut from bones?”

Like the others, the ‘Crossbow of the Dead’ is also a strange thing, and if you put an ordinary crossbow on it, it will become black dust and scatter. So, in order to shoot properly, I had to put an arrow cut from bone, but this seemed to Gidon to feel unlucky. In fact, it is a very natural reaction.

In response to Gidon’s startled attitude, he offered a longbow ‘Bo Reakum’ and an enchanted catapult bow, but he refused even that. I’ll just use the original one.

Well, the thing Kidon used to use was also a heavy crossbow with a winch, so it wasn’t that it lacked power, but it was a bit disappointing that three unique equipment seemed to have lost their use.

I was going to give the shield, ‘The Rock of Corinth,’

but

the Conwhire holding the shield shook his head while sweating.

“Can’t you?”

“No, I can’t. It’s too heavy for me to use in real combat.”

The Rock of Corinth, as its name suggests, is an object that at first glance looks like a granite stone slab.

It was a very good shield that perfectly blocked fire and cold and had other special abilities, but it was so heavy that it was burdensome even for a mercenary with a lot of bones.

“It doesn’t matter. Anyway, I was just getting used to this guy.”

As he said that, he knocked on a shield with steel horns that he had obtained at an auction not long ago. It’s a low level, but it wasn’t a bad thing at all because it had spell reflection.

“Then write this as you wish.”

Saying so, what he held out was the ‘war hammer of shock’ that Utequai had returned a while ago.

“Uh”

Conwyer, who has an inexplicable attachment to his blunt decapitator, hesitated for a moment before accepting the hammer with a grin.

“I will write thanks, Nari.”

Somehow, it seems like you’ve been polite, but well, jjambab is jjambap, so you’ll know how to use it.

As a result, some of the equipment that had been left unattended found its owner.

The remaining equipment is...

‘Boreaccum’, ‘Crossbow of the Dead’, Enchanted Catapult, ‘Enchanted Death’, ‘The Rock of Corinth’, ‘Early Harvest’, a scythe that has lost its power, and metal plates obtained from battles with ratmen. Studded Belt The only thing you got from killing Starmaker Sol Reva is the ‘Majestic Robe’ and Cottonwood Staff.

No, there’s also the ‘Rainbow of Incidents’ set you got from Karamek.

...ha, that’s a lot. Can all these objects find their owners?

Another day passed while worrying about being full. Finally, it is the day to leave the Seteniora Monastery.