Chapter 349

My Villains Episode 349

59. Plateau (9)

A group of horsemen appeared with their backs to the dusk and ran through the narrow and complicated roads of Longdale at breakneck speed. Taking the lives of the fugitives they encountered along the way, they stormed into the open space between the cathedral mound and the market street.

“Sort. Sort, sort!” Young soldier Ben involuntarily swallowed in vain. It was because the command of the enemy manager, which even I felt at first glance, sounded like the cry of a frightened beast.

“Sort it!”

The manager yelled nervously, but the order was seldom followed. It was because of the red knight who had been wandering among the mercenaries since the beginning.

“Keep-”

“That bastard,”

the man who shouted something got a scratch on his cheek! It exploded and fell backwards. The mercenary next to him pulled the reins to turn the horse’s head. However, a three-meter-long ice blade swung like a thunderbolt and landed on his neck. The frozen section of the head soared into the sky.

“......Huh.”

In a short period of time, the red knight who had already killed more than 40 enemies let out a sound of breath, whether it was labored breathing or a rapid groan.

“Whoop whoop.”

Feeling something eerie, the looters scattered without even screaming. A smiling knight chased after them.

“SceihBe- pierce even the front! After all, there is only one way!”

Perhaps the manager’s earnest determination had touched the survival instincts of his subordinates. About 200 looters gathered far away from the enemy knights.

They charged directly at the cavalry, who blocked the front. Before the clash, the mercenary wizards who felt the danger of death poured out all sorts of spells.

“Fe Fezer-briiminde!”

“Har grei ribend!” Clinging behind another rider, the mercenary wizards managed to complete the spell. Bituminous pieces the size of pine cones were engulfed in the flames and shot out, withered pumpkin vines stretched out like nets, and black caramel dispersed like a sticky mist.

The attack spells common among wizards, ‘Flame Bullet’ and ‘Zigullik’s Binding’, and a modified slowdown spell, ‘Colbian’s Breath’.

“it’s okay!”

The manager called for joy. This is because he knows well how powerful the spell cast right before the cavalry clash is.

But what he did not know was that there were many excellent battle mages under Ulkar’s command.

“Bysandrine.”

A middle-aged wizard, Master Limond, summoned a water spirit in the form of a boy. With a swirling stream of water attached to where the lower body was supposed to be, the spirit flew as if on a veil.

Chiiik –

The spirit of water swallowed the flame bullets. A young wizard with a metal band wrapped around his forehead licked his lips quickly.

“Wither away and become dust.”

The air trembled at the simple order. The wide-open net flew in and was caught in the waves of Epos, and the already withered and twisted vine stems were scattered with a rustle.

“red.”

Antrum’s old mage, Oggsullizzo, who was riding next to the young Sergeant Bran snorted.

“Whoop-”

he inhaled, his white beard waving, then let out a blast instead of the old man’s feeble breath.

Whoops!

“Ughhh-”

“What is it!”

The cavalrymen led by Prince Ulkar were slaughtering the marauders who had been ravaging Longdale just ten minutes ago.

Calling it a battle is embarrassing. Few people put up a proper resistance. The looters, shattered in an instant clash, were simply being hunted.

The red knight was still raging at the center. It was not a wolf that jumped between the sheep, but it became something more than that, and persistently cut down the enemy.

Ben, whose mouth was open in a daze, suddenly came to his senses. It was because I heard the sound of horses hooves very close.

Turning his head, he saw two human horses in front of him.

“Is anyone hurt?”

Ben narrowed his eyes and snapped his neck.

In contrast to the man whose armor was stained with blood, a woman without a speck of dust was looking down at him.

She was a soft-looking beauty with light blonde hair and light green eyes. Even if she introduced herself as an angel, Ben was confident to believe it.

The star-like eyes of the two men and women made the soldier hit his butt.

“...I guess we can start with interest. Please, Theodora.”

“Leave it to me.”

Against the background of the merciless slaughter, the woman poured a golden glow from her hands.

After three days of chasing the remnants of the Bloodmane Mercenary Corps, they saw proper results.

As we pursued their trail all the way here to Longdale, we caught no more than one hundred and fifty. However, in the battle here, more than 350 people were killed or captured, so it was truly a feat.

However, it was not an atmosphere to cover up and cheer.

More than one hundred soldiers and vigilantes defending Longdale were killed or wounded, and the number of residents suffered twice as much. In addition, the village fell into complete chaos due to the death of key figures such as the head of state and the police officer.

Ulkar and his men quickly took control of Longdale.

As if they were familiar with this kind of work, not only the knights but also each and every friendly soldier had been assigned a mission.

Lord Ankir reorganizes the remaining village soldiers and vigilantes to establish security, Sir Gisela finds stockpiles, checks the surplus, and distributes them, while Randall and Andros help Princess Theodora and treat the wounded... something like that. in a way

Well, in retrospect, it seems that something similar happened in South Harbor.

When Osred, Earl of Savon and lord of South Harbor and Salt Castle, died. In just a few days, Prince Ulkar had managed the territory by extending his control over the city as well as the entire Seyvern.

I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now that I think about it, it was very strange that an armed group made up of all warriors could easily govern or administer.

There was something different from the last time, none other than Sir Filter’s existence.

Sitting at his desk and holding a quill, he displayed his ability to the extent that his performance on the battlefield seemed insignificant.

In just three or four hours, additional taxes were collected by examining all kinds of official documents such as tax details, land surveys, and airspace records of large-scale settlements with a population of more than 2,000. They’re going to hire a band of reliable mercenaries from Antrum and station them in Longdale.

When we asked how we were going to collect taxes when we weren’t even lords, it turned out that Ulkar had obtained various rights from the landlord, the Marquis Landry. Those various rights included the right to conscription and collection during wartime.

Just looking around, I could believe that even if it was not a warlord, but a small group of bureaucrats, they were all skilled enough to believe.

Whatever the progress, Longdale quickly regained stability.

Of course, I didn’t just play around. I helped Prince Ulkar remove the body and conduct the funeral.

I thought I was entrusted with the most beggarly mission, so I cursed inwardly, but later I found out that the most honorable thing to do in combat is a funeral.

Well, from Ulkar’s point of view, I’ve never worked hand-to-hand with me on administrative matters, so he must have entrusted me with this task.

There was nothing bad about me. I rolled my men and finished the job in just one day and was free.

A sincere and loyal knight would have rushed to Ulkar asking for another mission, but unfortunately I wasn’t that kind of person.

When you rest, you should rest. It was probably for that reason that I led my men to the tavern tucked away in the corner of Longdale.