Chapter 334

My Villains Chapter 334

58. Reunion (3)

“Whoa.”

I let out a hot breath and raised my blood pressure again.

The blood seeping through the scaled gloves wrapped around the longsword, and the cold air emitted from the black blade froze the bloody sword.

Awesome –

A dark red ice sword that sprouted well over 2 meters long.

Was it because of the eerie anticipation or the cold air emitted by the black ice? It feels so cool that even I who hold the handle is reluctant.

“Keep your distance!”

“Maggot-like knights! Kill them all!”

The mercenaries were chattering in Gellan on all sides.

As if wielding a pole, I cut a large ice knife at them. Because the blade was so long, just moving the handle moderately accelerated the blade tremendously, leaving a dark red afterimage.

Sseoguk –

He split three pairs of horses with a person wearing chain mail. It was almost unbelievable how light the taste was, like cutting an onion or sausage.

Of the three mercenaries hit by the ice knife, two died as they were, but one unlucky one had his waist cut in half and was still alive after falling off his horse. The mercenary, with his face sunk in the

mud,

groped the contents pouring down his side with his trembling fingertips.

Krung-

Bicorn growled as if mocking him, then crushed the red mass with his hooves.

“You shouldn’t be kidding.”

As he muttered, he tapped the side of the bicorn with his heel. The guy ran forward in one breath.

“Damn it, lift up the window!”

“Raise the window!”

The bloody mane mercenary troopers gritted their teeth and thrust their spears.

Kheung-!

Vicorn snorted and shook his head. A pair of spirals removed fifteen spears at once.

“What is this-”

It was my job to get the surprised mercenaries off their horses.

Mounted on a horse, he bent down as if dealing with foot soldiers, and while enjoying the superior height of his bicorn, which grew like a grain of wheat, he decapitated the cavalrymen.

“Aim for that monster first!”

“Kill the horse first!”

Among the shouting mercenaries, those with javelins or crossbows stepped out.

Most of them aimed at the bicorn as the majority opinion, but some arrows were directed at me, the rider, as if some were greedy.

“It’s okay.”

I tugged at the reins, and the bicorn, surprisingly aware of my meaning, jumped in place and spun furiously.

Its leather itself was as tough as that of an elephant or hippo, so he didn’t even need barding. As if to prove this, the spinning bicorn bounced off javelins and crossbows.

The arrows that aimed at me also ricocheted off to the point of scratching or knocking on the plate armor.

Kreung.

The bicorn, which was stepping lightly, pushed its butt into the enemies and slapped its back foot.

Boom!

His hooves pounded the two horses like a sledgehammer. One had broken ribs and vomited blood, and the other had his neck broken even though he was wearing barding.

Subsequently, the bicorn crouched down and turned around as if it was my turn, and I burst out laughing and swung the black ice.

As they shattered the ranks and added vivid colors to the dark red ice sword, a blind javelin flew in from somewhere.

puck.

hee hee!

Whether it was an unlucky hit, or whether it was actually a skilled soldier’s skill rather than a blind javelin, the spear blade was deeply embedded in the bicorn’s buttock.

I quickly turned around and pulled out the javelin.

Kreung hee hee-

“Stay still.”

Well, I didn’t have any complaints either.

The knights, led by Phoenix, broke through the encirclement at once and attacked the right wing of the enemy.

Kavas, a young 16-year-old poacher who watched the scene, made a fuss with his mouth wide open.

“Whoa, that, that!”

Kwah-

As the horses and people flew in droves from afar with a roaring sound, Cabas and his friends, as well as most of the mercenaries in the room, groaned.

“......crazy.”

“Hey, how bloody.”

The veteran conjurer, who had been walking around with soot painted on his face, shouted with a frown on his face.

“You idiots, don’t be stunned, move! The enemy is coming!”

The mercenaries shrugged their shoulders and shrugged their hands at the shouts of the veteran soldier, who seldom raised his voice.

Phoenix’s men overturned the cart and set fire to it.

Because they didn’t have enough materials, they couldn’t prepare a giant spear in advance, but they had several ‘special’ powers, so it wasn’t a big problem.

“The power of the Lord is with you; do not back down! Do not hesitate, the Lord will reveal the enemy’s weakness!”

Monk Okan raised his gray beard and prayed with his distinctive booming voice. He laid hands on each of the mercenaries and blessed them.

When Okan’s hand touched his head, white light exploded and strength surged from his limbs, and the morale of the mercenaries naturally rose.

“Everyone stay focused and stay in place somehow. Once you start backing down against the cavalry, you will collapse without end.” The Cathedral Knight, Kabar, led the battle with two auxiliary soldiers and holding two axes.

The silver ax that had been consecrated by the saint was a weapon used to defeat the undead and demons. However, the heavy blade of the ax was not enough to split a person’s head.

“You are a knight of the cathedral, would it be all right if you take part in worldly battles?”

Perhaps thanks to Okan’s laying on of hands, Kabar burst into laughter at the question of Gidon, a crossbowman with a fuller expression.

“If it was from this side, he would have hesitated. But should I just sit and watch as the enemy attacks me and my comrades?”

“That is true.”

“Moreover, they are nothing more than a group of thieves. There is no reason to hesitate.”

The appearance of a middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard and spouting murder was very heterogeneous. Gidon nodded his head, saying, ‘You’re right,’ because he looked like a cathedral knight.

Unlike the clergy of the Church of El Ganore, Princess Theodora and the twelve holy knights were arguing but unable to come to a conclusion.

Some argued that they should not intervene without revealing their identities, while others insisted that they intervene but only provide relief without using weapons.

No one insisted on fighting the enemy.

There was also a principle that they should not intervene in worldly affairs, and the Calandari Order to which they belonged was unwise to fight against the mercenaries with the Elector Counts behind them, who were rooted in the Mittergerant Empire.

After thinking for a while, Theodora chose to intervene without weapons. Opposition was defeated by asserting his authority as the ‘anointed one’.

He relayed this news to Utequai and Heila, but contrary to Theodora’s expectations, the two reacted very uneasily.

“Aren’t you warriors? A warrior helps without a weapon?”

“Paladins are warriors and shepherds at the same time. Even if you leave out the knowledge as a warrior, it will be helpful enough.”

“joy. I don’t need half a helping hand.”

“what?”

Embarrassed by Utequai’s words, Theodora glanced back at Heila, but her reaction was not much different.

“If you really want to help, don’t step out and make a promise.”

Heila, clad in iron-blooded armor, kept an eye on the approaching enemy cavalry.

“Did you make a promise?”

“Yeah.... I hope you don’t make a fuss about heresy after seeing Blood Sculpture.”

“...You sound obvious. Isn’t bloodletting a technique officially recognized by the Order of Norik as having no denial?”

“that’s right. But there are people who often forget that.”

Theodora suddenly raised her head at the ominous sign, and then shuddered.

Tsutsutsu.

It was because the blood shed by the mercenaries and their horses that were soaking in the middle of the hill in the distance was forming a large stem.

The blood stream created in this way flowed down the long street and gathered at the feet covered with red scales.

“Can you promise me?”

The puddle of blood flowed backwards and covered the dagger Heila held out. The viscous blood that passed through the dagger gushed over her head and fluttered like a ghost’s cloak.

“...promise yes, I promise.”

“thank you.”

Unaware of Heila’s treatment of her, Theodora silently backed off.