Chapter 422

My Villains Chapter 422

64. Fog (9)

After occupying Eisbobalt, the focus was on stabilizing the city and taking care of the wounded.

Our army was suffering from a serious manpower shortage as there were less than 500 healthy soldiers. After sparsely filling the walls and deploying troops to watch the prisoners, there were only about 50 spare troops.

Of course, thanks to the military chaplains of the families of Iophya and Milgrester, and the priests of the Order of Calandari who remained in Eisbobalt running the treatment center day and night, the speed at which the wounded returned was quite fast. In three days, the number of soldiers who rose from the hospital rose to over forty.

But even so, there were less than a hundred spare troops. With a population of over 5,000, it was an extremely small number to carry out security work in a city with a hostile atmosphere.

So he created a vigilante group.

The city fell into chaos and the biggest casualties were not the occupation forces, but the citizens of Ice Bobalt.

Thieves, robbers, kidnappers, gangsters, and all kinds of petty criminals ran rampant, but they couldn’t help but aim for the occupiers. Most of the victims were helpless citizens.

The city wanted to catch the criminals and cut off their hands, tie them in stocks, or hang them. So he created a vigilante.

The vigilantes that were created as such were intended to be entrusted to Deogen. Deozen, the new boss of the back alleys of Ai Svowart, ‘salted seafood seller’.

Deogen, who secretly came to me after being called, waved his hand in fright as soon as he heard my suggestion.

“I can’t. The vigilante leader.”

The building I was using as my residence and office was the headquarters of the City Guard. Originally, I was going to use the mayor’s residence, but the Nu Danes burned it down, so I had no choice but to stay here.

“why? What can I not do?” “Aren’t the markets agitated because you masterfully cut off only the Hoblulne’s gang? In this situation, what would everyone think if I became the vigilante leader? I’m sure you’ll get pointed at for being a pawn of the kingdom’s bastards.”

As I promised with Deogen, I wiped out all of his hostile forces.

I didn’t step out myself, but I asked Master Epos to take care of it by attaching fifty soldiers, including Sergeant Gothrop.

Among the battle wizards, Epos, who belonged to the axis of excellent skill, stepped forward, but there was no way that a mere thug could resist. Hoblu, who had been based in the slums and gambling dens of the east, was beheaded that day, and all of his men were thrown into the dungeon with their hands cut off.

“Ah, yes.... You mean it was a mistake to beat only those kids exquisitely? Did you guys have to cut off half of your wrists too?”

“yes? no no nari I don’t mean that.”

“This bastard is still out of his mind.”

I was slapped right away. Deogen, who had a pale expression, tumbled across the floor with a ‘gwack’ sound.

“It’s so cool, Nari...

“Are you afraid of the aftermath?”

“yes?”

“Are you afraid of the future, you bastard bastard? Aren’t you saying you can’t do it because you’re afraid that Icebobalt will fall to the Imperial Army again someday?”

When Deozen hesitated, I smiled and tapped the office desk. He jumped up and sat down on the road.

“That’s not going to happen, but if it really does happen, you’ll die anyway. Are you really doing this because you don’t know?”

“I know, sir. Na-ri and I... are like that community of destiny.”

“What kind of fellow do you share a destiny with me? He’s just an empty talker.”

Deogen wiped his chapped lips.

“Take charge of the vigilante. Either mobilize thugs or seduce citizens to fill it with 300 people. As long as you keep the peace, I won’t mess with you no matter what you do.”

He wet his lips as if he was interested, but he couldn’t answer easily.

“Aren’t you going to answer me?”

“Sir, that’s... worry about it.”

“Do you see that I am asking you now?”

“No Nari. I will serve you.”

“Since I told Fogan, go get the proclamation... Oh, how are the other things going?”

“How about something else?”

“It’s a rumor.”

Deogen said ‘Ah’ and narrowed his brows.

“That pashhorse has such a bad reputation that he gets eaten.”

Deogen is spreading false rumors about the end of Mayor Patsy Horse around the back alleys. Rumor has it that when the kingdom’s army broke through the west gate, the mayor threw away his family and only took treasure and ran away. “But there were people who said they saw him near the south gate, and

there were also people who said he could have set fire to

the official residence with his own hands, even though it was a market place ...

Next to him was the corpse of Kurz, the ‘pot-bellied’ who had all the smugglers in Eisbowald as his subordinates, and a chest full of gold and silver.

There were many who did not raise their doubts even after seeing such traces.

“This is a nobleman who never accepted a local merchant or a merchant who traveled to and from the city no matter how much he flattered himself that he would show his sincerity. It is reasonable to be suspicious of the word that he only packed treasures and jumped out.”

“......okay?”

I added, scratching my eyebrows.

“Well, you don’t have to convince everyone in the city anyway. All we need to do is stop the citizens from uniting and revolting.”

“At that level, there should be no problem.”

“Even though I made a big mistake, everyone looked at me alone and crossed the sea and limb-”

“Atalanta, wake up.”

I looked straight into her eyes and asked.

“Aren’t you going to settle down?”

“You got a chance to settle down. Half of the rich Angst is yours, even the port. Are you going to miss this chance? What about robbers, arsonists, murderers, and rapists?”

“Nix.”

Atalanta opened her mouth with a stiff face.

“I am the one who has sworn to be the savior of all the nudes. That’s why I’m called ‘Napidat’.”

“so? Will you continue to let your people be treated as criminals? Was the savior you wanted to be the savior of a gang of criminals?”

“...it’s a bit harsh. No matter how much you say that”

“You are worse. The people are screaming so badly that they will be thrown into a dung pit, and you claim to be the leader of the people, but you are just watching it.”

she kept her mouth shut.

Silence ensued for some time. Atalanta, who was lowering her head, suddenly asked a strange question.

“Am I in your future?”

“Will I be by your side in the future?”

“...What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“It’s a prophecy.”

After a moment of blinking, I realized what she was talking about.

Atalanta was one of those who heard me talking to Akanku Karamek. Then she noticed that I was not of this world and that I had knowledge of the future.

The question Atalanta asked now must have been with that time in mind.

“...this is obviously serious, but not enough to ask such a question?” “Tell me anyway.”

After scratching my eyebrows for a moment, I nodded my head because her eyes looked so desperate.

“Of course not.”

“......really?”

“uh. We’ve been through so much together, did you really think something like this would go wrong?” Atalanta silently shook her head. She closed her eyes as if to organize her thoughts, then opened her mouth.

“I will do as you say.”

“...what? execution?”

“huh. Can we execute about 20 people including Maximiago?”

I blinked a little in surprise.

“That man is the clan chief. Isn’t it next to you in terms of rank?”

“Anyway, he’s the instigator of this accident.”

“Are you okay?”

“huh. There’s a warrior in Zaladub’s clan that I have my eye on. If we execute Maximiago and make him the head of the clan, there will be no problem... and what,”

she smiled lightly and shrugged.

“If there is a problem, you can run away with it.”

“...suddenly became very cool.”

Atalanta just laughed.

“I have been harassing a sick person for a long time. Just rest.”

“No wait.”

As I was about to leave the room, she grabbed my hand. Then he wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him.

It wasn’t the end of it, but he even pulled it onto the bed, so I asked timidly.

“Hey wait. You are still stable”

“It’s all better.”

“uh?”

“Because everything is fine. look.”

Atalanta grabbed my hand.

Her stomach was still firm and soft. I almost rolled my eyes at the feel of my fingertips, but I tried my best to be patient.

“The outside is fine. The inside is the problem.”

“I don’t think it’s okay.”

Atalanta wrapped her legs around my waist and whispered playfully.

“You check.”

I always feel it, but I was weak to temptation.