Chapter 437

My Villains Episode 437

65. The Peak of Spring (12)

K-Hong-

Bicorn was still full of energy.

I don’t know if it’s because he ate a whole sheep that he brought for fresh food, or because I closed my eyes for a moment while I was up on the watchtower, or if the blood shed during the journey is still working.

In any case, the bicorn was lively as usual and was displaying ferocity as usual.

“Calm down, calm down.”

I tapped him on the neck and looked around the watchtower.

A woman with a strange white mask on her forehead and a girl in a poncho were squatting side by side under a nearby wooden fence. It was very cute to see the two of them, who were similar in height, ethnicity, and apparent age, talking about each other. But now was not the time to relax.

“A bundle of IOP.”

” ah.”

As Mungchi and Iofya rushed to him, he slightly lowered his upper body. However, because the bi-corn was so large, it was impossible to meet eye level even with the chest buried in the mane.

“Alzenberg’s army is here.”

“yes.”

The young soul shaman nodded calmly.

“I can feel it. Chains containing evil magic

...

“Then, what about the method you spoke about a few days ago?”

“I think we should take a good look at it.”

“properly? Would you like to see it up close?”

Kanzai Iofiya thought for a moment and then shook his head.

“I’m bad at hiding my magical powers. If you go out recklessly, you will only buy the vigilance of the magicians.”

“You can turn into a squirrel.”

“Then the field of view is limited. I will try another way.”

“other way?” “yes.”

The girl clenched her fists as if determined to do something.

“Will you lend me Phoenix-sama’s eyes?”

“...Lend your eyes? how? By pulling?”

Recently, my vitality and hematology have improved considerably, but I don’t know if I can regenerate an eyeball that has been pulled out.

Well, it might be possible with a little help from a priest with powerful authority like Theodora

.

“yes? No, what a terrible word that is. I just meant to let you cast spells.”

“Ah, I’m... What kind of spell?”

“So to speak, it’s a sorcery that shares each other’s senses... Umm, to explain, it’s long, so would you like to experience it?”

I nodded obediently and the girl stretched out her arm. Along the hem of the fluttering poncho, a fresh scent resembling caramel lingered, and at the same time a small hand touched my forehead.

“Arkou. omnimao’ti degat anluc asan—”

Enjoying the soft touch and sweet smell, I waited for the girl’s muttering, whether it was a mantra or a prayer, to end. And soon, a strange vibration was transmitted to the forehead and spread to the limbs as if it were scattered.

“......uh?”

“Is it done?”

“No, wait.”

Iofya tried one more spell with a puzzled face, but nothing changed.

“...It’s a failure. Because the resistance is too strong.”

“So what?”

“Would you mind calming down a bit?”

“...I don’t think there’s any corner to sink further.”

“It was probably a battlefield, so he might have been nervous without even realizing it.”

As I quietly scratched my eyebrows, the girl quickly continued.

“Uh, if not... Empty your mind with the feeling that you are deeply accepting my hand.”

“...yes what. I can’t help it.”

I drove a bicorn and set out on a wooden fence about 3 to 4 meters high.

The army of the Duke of Abillambus and his father, Burcard, was terribly confronted in High Castle. Thanks to this, I was able to recognize at a glance the composition of the enemy advancing from far beyond the river.

The first thing that caught my eye was about 100 soldiers wearing golden chain armor, thick quilted armor, and fancy surcoats.

Each of them held a federal plaque the size of their torso, and a green forest and a black fortress were drawn on the shield. It must be the elite soldiers of the Altenberg family.

The next thing that caught my eye was the so-called ‘Pagan Slave Corps’ with the astounding name of ‘His Highness the Peace-loving Viceroy Alzenberg and the Army Guided by the Lord’.

As always, the slave soldiers were formed into groups with archers, pikemen, and shield soldiers mixed in the right ratio. It was not difficult to grasp the scale thanks to the systematic organization and regular intervals between each hundred groups.

“There are ten white people. It is very crowded.”

Behind the pagan slave corps, their mate was following.

It is a magic corps called the ‘devils of the blue flame’. Those who are closer to biological weapons than wizards...

I think there are about 56 or 60 of them. The rest are probably in the main unit.

Although the level of individual magicians is embarrassingly low compared to that of battle magicians, the attack spells poured in while burning their life force were as threatening as their desperation.

Unlike most wizards who value their lives and are fearful, those magicians are wooden dolls who have no fear. Depending on the situation, they are more usable than most wizards

-You have very good night vision.

“Sir X is a surprise!”

As I looked across the river holding my weight to the fullest, I almost grabbed the reins of the bicorn at the sound of a voice passing by my ears.

– Oh, I’m sorry. Are you very surprised?

“Is this Opie?”

-Yes, that’s me.

“what is this. Of course not the ‘whisper’ spell, can you do something like this with witchcraft?”

-Of course, it can’t be done with ordinary magic. It is a skill that can only be achieved if you have a good understanding of how to handle the soul.

I laughed at the girl’s voice pretending to be proud.

“So what do you see when you look through my eyes?”

-Your eyes are so bright, it seems like your field of vision is wide open. At this level, if you climb a high mountain peak, you might be able to see the Mother Goddess

. Take a good look at the slaves.”

-yes.

At Iophya’s request, I moved a little closer to the riverside.

– Excuse me, but could you please go a little slower? I think I will get motion sickness again.

“How can you go slower than this? Gear up?”

The distance between the narrow river, illuminated by the evening moon, and the defense line guarded by the allies was about fifty meters.

Sending an offensive spell to a distance of more than 450 meters is treated as a special feat, like ‘strengthen a spell’ or ‘high-speed chant’.

Therefore, 50 meters meant that arrows could come and go, but it was difficult for fireballs to come and go, and it was impossible for magic soldiers to directly attack the defense line no matter how close they were to the river. If you want to hit a wooden fence with a fireball, you have to endure a rain of arrows and cross a river.

“...I can only hope there aren’t too many saboteurs.”

Destructionists trained in the Empire’s famous magic school, ‘Linhow on the Mountain’, use the school’s arcane magic circle to cast spells over a distance of hundreds of meters. Because of that fucking magic circle, I still have vivid memories of going through high school in Longville.

While thinking about that, I gently put my hand on the ‘black ice’. Now that they had reached the riverside, they were within range of the magicians as well as the saboteurs.

_Wow wow.

While the bicorn sniffed the fetid river, it slowly surveyed enemy lines. Iofya whispered in a trembling voice, probably because she had received the gaze and hostility of countless enemy soldiers through me.

-Are you okay? step back a bit

“It’s okay, so take a look.”

-...all right. I need to cast a new spell, so please wait a little bit.

“Shouldn’t you take a closer look?”

-yes? How can I get closer... No no! That’s enough!

“okay?” If I had to, I was going to jump over the river and stir up the enemy camp once, but I don’t think that’s necessary.

clap.

The heathen slave soldiers who found me readjusted their weapons or measured their arrows with their strings. However, it has not been particularly attacked. ‘What else is that crazy bastard trying to do?’ He was just watching me with his eyes.

It was then. A group of riders appeared from among the hundreds and stood facing me.

“......what.”

The leather and plate armor mixed with the old-fashioned helmet and the scorched white beard that was cut here and there were very familiar.

“Hofken Seongbaek?”