CH 2

Dmitry's Nerd (2)

The Blood Fang gang looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

In particular, the man with a ferocious face, who appears to be the captain, looked around to see if there were any unknown variables.

"What the hell did our master believe in installing it here?"

There was nobody around.

Not to mention Dmitry's enlisted soldiers, the general population also hurriedly retreated, and the surroundings changed completely.

There are only two people facing the Blood Fang gang.

Only Roman Dmitry and his servant Hans.

young master. I am well aware that he is the son of a nobleman who does not know much about the world, but it is very difficult to show such a disrespectful attitude towards us outside the castle, even with fang tattoos. It's because I'm living this low life with my own self-esteem. Hearing hostile words toward us will not save you as a member of the Blood Fang if you just step back. Even if the opponent is the son of the Dmitry family."

Shh.

The gang behind them all pulled out their weapons.

Showing their ferocious eyes, they had the momentum to attack immediately when the command of the captain was given.

Roman laughed bitterly.

"This has made it clear."

"What do you mean?"

"You guys are trash. If the owner of this land came out here, there would be no need to know about his usual behavior."

Garbage? this dog... Ugh?!

The captain couldn't even swear.

The moment Roman's face turned red at his remarks, his pupils widened at the sudden appearance of Roman.

"Attack!"

profit!

The Blood Fang gang rushed in all at once.

The captain also attacked Roman's vital point without hesitation with the dagger he was holding, but Roman diddge the attack with just a few moments in front of him.

Black hair fluttering in the wind. Roman's sharp eyes met the captain.

That moment.

puck!

"Uh-huh, crumple."

The captain, whose neck had been pierced by a branch, bit the foam of blood.

The situation happened so quickly.

The Blood Fang gang attacked Roman with evil.

Hans staggered at the attack of nearly ten men, then hurriedly grabbed a large stone around him and tried to help Roman.

But there was no need.

Roman, who had dealt with the captain, managed to dodge all the men's attacks with a movement that was close to divine, and dealt with them one by one.

It was also interesting to strike a dagger with a branch, and every time he attacked with a branch, a hole was punched in the vital points of the men.

"A monster, a monster !"

"Is this Roman Dmitry?"

The men were perplexed.

At first, they risked their lives to fight, but when they saw their comrades dying helplessly, they were terrified.

But the trend has already turned.

Men who fall one after the other.

The moment the last remaining man was about to run away, Roman's wretched hand grabbed the man's hair.

wow!

"Let go, let this go!"

The man was furious.

At the sight of his colleagues scattered around him, his face was pale and tired.

said Roman.

"You have violated Dmitry's law. And instead of reflecting on him, he tried to cover up the situation by threatening me. In order for a group to proceed correctly, it is necessary to abide by the law. I will not take your life, but I will show people the fear of the Dharma by setting an example for you."

The man called Cheonma.

In Moorim, Roman was the law.

Roman, who had been a leader all his life, knew what choice he had to make for the law, even if it was cruel.

q

"Ugh."

the man knelt down

Then he tilted his head strongly, and with the rest of his hand he pulled his tongue out.

"The sin of playing the wrong tongue. Pay a price commensurate with it."

"Uh Whoa, whoa!"

The man was furious.

But there was no way to escape.

Roman's wretched hand strongly suppressed the man's body, and Roman grabbed the dagger that had fallen on the floor and cut off the man's tongue. blood splashed The man groaned, and the voice of him roaring in pain echoed around him. The villagers tightly closed their eyes at the brutal scene. However, without the slightest change in expression, Roman cut off the man's tongue.

tuk.

tongue falling to the floor.

The man lowered his head.

With a bewildered look on his face, he wept, and he struggled to stop the blood gushing out of his mouth with his palms.

"My name is Roman Dmitry. If you don't like the punishment I've been given, you may come to me at any time.

Celestial Church.

In the world of weak meat and strong food, all karma is paid with blood.

Roman looked at Hans.

Hans was startled by the sight of the master he had seen for the first time and took a small step backwards.

"Call the guard. Report today's events, and send troops here to do a follow-up.

"Ah, I see Hiccup, it sucks."

Hans hiccups.

He checked the corpses once, and, with a pale expression on his face, hurried to the castle.

An overwhelming battle.

However, Roman's expression was not good.

'You have such a garbage body.'

Roman.

No, Baek Joong-hyuk.

In Moorim, he was the one who reached the top.

Hundreds and thousands of warriors were slaughtered because they could not handle one Baek Jung-hyeok, and when the blood flowed into a river, the Cheonma Shingyo admitted that they were the rulers of Moorim.

The fact that he had exchanged a number of workshops with the local government officials, however, could not help but dissatisfied with the fact that he had the spirit of Baek Joong-hyeok.

'The flow of energy is messed up. The amount of Qi possessed in the body is small.'

It was the worst.

Still, there were traces of training in martial arts, but by Roman standards, it was not as good as what he had not done.

'I have to start over with my body every now and then. Fortunately, I have past experiences of honing my martial arts skills as Baek Jung-hyuk. If you set the right direction from the start and practice martial arts, you can get meaningful results even in the worst conditions.'

I had various thoughts in my mind.

First of all, it was necessary to quickly gather information and proceed with the metamorphosis of the bones to create the basis of the body.

That was then.

"Do, lord. Thank you very much for your help."

It was a boy who had been beaten.

Although his legs were limp, probably because of his mobility difficulties, he bowed his head and showed manners.

sad look.

But Roman's voice was cold.

"I didn't help you out of pity. You executed the sentence because the Blood Fang gang broke Dmitry's laws, and you can't escape that responsibility. So explain your situation without the slightest lie. If your words are judged to be false, your tongue will not be safe."

" Okay.

The boy's expression calmed down.

There was quite a bit of strength.

It was impressive that he did not shed a single moan even when he was beaten, but it certainly looked unusual.

"As you know, Blood Fang is a force that lends money and receives high interest rates. My parents borrowed money from Blood Fang to rent the land, and if the crops were harvested normally, the money could be fully repaid. However, due to the intentional interference of Blood Fang, the farming was ruined. At first, I didn't know why they did it, but I found out that they did it because they coveted my sister. young master. We are sad. Although he didn't have a lot of money, he didn't do any harm to others. There is no lie in my words, please save us from the abyss of this evil."

The boy bowed his head.

The words were coherent, and there was not even a slight wavering in the boy's voice as he reported the situation.

Roman responded with interest.

His face was black and he had no muscles, but he had a skinny body, but the boy's eyes showed brilliance.

'I got Guangma (狂魔), one of the Four Heavenly Kings, in such a shabby environment. At that time, Gwangma was just a little boy, but later he grew up and became a stronger ally than anyone else. It's kind of like seeing a lighthouse.'

"What is your name?"

" This is Kevin."

"It's Kevin. don't remember my name And within a few days, I will make sure this case is handled through the right process."

Ugh! Thank you! Thank you very much!

A boy named Kevin expressed his gratitude several times.

Roman grinned.

new life.

new relationship.

Already, his heart was beating.

After clearing up the situation, Roman put on a robe with the help of Hans.

Soon it was time for Lawrence's daughter to arrive.

It was a place to meet a typical noble girl, but I couldn't meet her wearing clothes stained with blood and filthy muddy water.

And in the process of changing clothes, I could hear the story of the two families' engagement through Hans.

"To be honest, this marriage is an arranged marriage in which mutual interests are met. The Viscount Lawrence family is in a very bad financial situation, having recently waged several wars due to strife with neighboring estates. So, to solve the financial problem, we proposed an arranged marriage to the Dmitry family. The good news is that the master actively supported this marriage. The young lady of the Lawrence family had a reputation as a beautiful woman in the vicinity, so the master saw him and fell in love with him at first sight."

I just saw a picture.

two stanzas.

Lawrence needed money, and Dmitry needed a background to establish himself as an aristocratic family.

It was a mutually beneficial transaction.

The only problem was that Lawrence wanted the second son of the Dmitry family, but Roman Dmitry actively expressed his intention to get married and the two were married.

And today was the first day the two met.

The only time Roman saw Lawrence's daughter was from afar at an aristocratic party, so the two never met and talked in person.

'It's marriage.'

In fact, it was something that Roman did not even want to do.

Although he left himself to the flow because of the reality he had faced, he was always willing to overthrow this marriage.

'Marriage is something that both of you have to agree with. In the process of forming a lifelong relationship, conditional issues such as family background are not important. I'll see the opportunity and find a way to break this marriage.'

opponent's background.

Young-ae's beauty.

It didn't matter to Roman.

Unfortunately, the problem was quickly resolved.

that afternoon.

As scheduled, Lawrence's daughter visited Dmitry.

"My name is Flora Lawrence."

She was a beautiful woman, as said.

The blonde hair, which had grown up to the waist, was luxurious enough to arouse admiration from the viewers, and there was no lack of features in any of the features.

A typical beauty face. In particular, the clear and calm eyes like a lake made me feel like I was being sucked in immediately.

He seemed to understand why Roman Dmitry actively pushed her to marry her.

With only one strength, her appearance, she was already a woman of considerable value.

Flora said that we should walk separately.

Then, when he reached a quiet space where no one was watching, he turned into a cold face.

"I wish our marriage would have never happened."

break-up.

That was the reason Flora Lawrence visited Dmitry's estate.