The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 191

44. Dream (1)

Twelve brown-colored doors are lined up in the hallway. There are no windows.

There is no way to know whether to go down the stairs or up.

It’s the fifth, not the sixth.

Neatly shaped garden trees and a pond with a reflection in the bottom, soft grass.

Even if you bent your neck, all you could see was a gray wall.

Knock on the triple-stranded iron door.

“___________I”

The sound that I shouted at the top of my voice was scattered in vain. It’s time to go back.

It’s time to go back.

The heavy iron door opens wide.

uh?” “When are you going to end this bastard’s dream?”

A boy swims in the air.

A gleaming silver crown Demon god’s robe with stars reflected in pitch darkness Blue-eyed children and wavy blond hair.

The beautiful sighing face is full of annoyance.

“For a guy like this psychopath to get caught. How can you not skip a day and have nightmares?”

Suddenly, the huge mansion outside the city disappears and a strange space overflowing with black light spreads out. In the meantime, I tried to calm my mind.

“Daddy Trickster?”

“I told you not to call me uncle.”

“Is your new life worth living?”

“…Dejavune is this? Sounds like a question you’ve heard.”

“Because this is the second question, you fool.”

The grumbling boy opens his mouth again.

“Anyway, I’m glad. I never imagined you would do this.”

“…What did I do for you?”

“You are living. fiercely.”

The words that are hard to read the context slowly set off a tantrum. I took a short breath.

“What the hell have you done to me?”

“It was just an invitation. as you wished.”

“Such a dog- Whoa. So where am I now? What could be virtual reality?”

“virtual reality?”

The boy’s face is distorted.

“What nonsense is that?”

“gibberish? Ha, I fell into the world that I had been in contact with on a monitor for 20 years, what would I think then?”

“That world is not virtual or fantasy. You’ve already lived for half a year and you’re confused about that?”

The boy burst out laughing as if he was dumbfounded, then clicked his tongue.

The judges are distorted by that appearance.

“A crazy bastard, this.”

” what?”

“Are you using a chat as an excuse to send me to a fucking place and laugh at me?”

The boy tilts his head.

“Isn’t the ‘star-fucked place’ for you Earth?”

“…don’t bullshit. And what? Did I do what I wanted? Do you want to be torn apart?”

As I approached, pouring out my words, the boy burst out laughing and waved his hand away.

“ o uh w —=T

Something invisible squeezed my body. He gritted his teeth and struggled, but he couldn’t move.

“Your temper is still the same.”

“This dog-like cub-”

“… No more worse?”

The boy crossed his arms and looked around. The dark light that covered all sides was gradually dissipating.

“Hmm, thinking about it again, I understand that I was mistaken. You must have had no choice but to think backwards.”

“…reverse the order?”

“okay. The world doesn’t resemble the game, the game resembles the world. Strictly speaking, it resembles the world I lived through.”

At that moment, a roar rang out from all directions, and the space began to warp. The boy let out a deep sigh.

“All I could say was nonsense today.”

“wait for a sec! What do you mean by the world you lived through?”

A boy floating in the air is embraced by darkness.

“It won’t mean much anymore. Even if it is twisted, it has been twisted too much.”

“You trickster son of a bitch! Wait-”

The world shuddered.

I barely swallowed my screams and narrowed my eyes.

It was still dark for the son-in-law, and the campsite was quiet.

Oh, that dream again.

A dream in which a trickster appeared that I had also had about two months ago.

The other time, they said bullshit about the death of Kim Seung-soo, and this time, they left cryptic stories.

A game resembling the trickster’s world and twists and turns….

I looked down at my hands as I pondered over my bizarre dream.

“Ahh”

“Ouch”

I’m surprised.

Some forearm was gripped in my right hand. It seems that he woke up and caught him unconsciously.

The owner of the forearm was curled up near my side and lying down, crying.

Small, youthful face, short eyebrows, black hair flowing from the shoulders, large eyes without double eyelids looking up at me

…

“It hurts…

I quickly let go of my forearm and whispered to Mungchi.

“I was surprised. Why are you here?” “Uh—”

He averted his gaze, rubbing his forearm. Then, in an awkward motion, he raised his upper body.

“It was a bit cold.”

“It was your seat by the campfire.”

“…Ah yes. But it’s warm there, too, but uh,”

Moong-chin rolled his eyes and said something gibberish. Then, as my fingers, which had nowhere to go, touched the ends of my hair,

I heard a coo-wah-aak from somewhere.

The boy opened his eyes wide and pointed in the direction of the sound.

“Hey Steedman is snoring. It’s noisy.”

” ah.”

I slowly raised my upper body and looked around.

Ellen, wrapped in a cloak like a chrysalis, was lying to my right, while Heila and Simos were asleep a short distance away.

A short distance to the left, Utequai was sitting on a piece of wood and drawing. Steedman was snoring loudly near the campfire at its feet.

“That guy’s sleeping habits are a bit nasty. He snores a lot, and sometimes his teeth grind.”

“yes yes. that’s right. It’s very weak. I can’t even sleep.”

It was so cute that he nodded his head so hard that his hair was falling off, so I stroked Bunchi’s head with a smile.

“Ah, that’s good.”

“……yes?”

The guy who shrugged his shoulders and enjoyed my touch made a puzzled expression.

“I thought you came to hug me again because you remembered the old days.”

“Ah yes?”

“I do not remember? When you were a wild boar, you always slept next to me. It was dreamy and dreamy, so it was really cute.” “…I remember that um”

“So it was awkward for a while after you became a person. It’s strange that I’m not used

to sleeping alone .”

“Uh- uh”

The guy with his cheeks flushed, his eyes twirled and his lips twitching.

Mungchi’s Milanese language has made great strides in recent years, but there were often times when I was speechless like this.

“Uh, low-”

“It’s okay, so speak slowly.”

At times like this, being patient is the way to be considerate. I sat still and stared into his eyes.

On the other hand, Mungchi opened his mouth with a embarrassed face.

“I don’t have hair anymore, I’m not a pig, I’m not fluffy.”

“Um yeah?”

I gently stretched out my arm and pulled him towards me. Then, Mungchi stiffened his body with both hands gathered in front of his nose.

I checked the feel on my side and shrugged.

“Is it still the same? It seems even warmer.”

“……Uh OO”

The reddened lumps, not only on the face but also on the ears and nape of the neck and even the backs of the hands, quickly got up and said,

“Come to my castle.”

and ran away in a hurry.

aww you’re cute Seeing your twisted tongue, you should practice your pronunciation more.

I smiled happily and got up from my seat. After waking up, I decided to take a look around the campsite.

But then.

Took.

“……< ?” Something fell to the floor from around the knee. It was a pair of shiny black gloves, not sure if it was leather or velvet. I quietly swallowed dry saliva and picked up the glove. A scale pattern faintly carved into the soft yet tough material. It was the 'Death King's scale handcuffs', one of the Death King sets. "...ha I'm going crazy." A month had already passed since I left Longville. In the meantime, the party crossed the hill of Graduil Mountain and entered the central part of the kingdom. After that, it was quite an arduous journey. It was because of the political characteristics of the central region. Generally speaking, a baron was a betrayal of the king, that is, a vassal of a vassal. A baron is a direct servant of the king and a low-ranking lord following the great lord, the earl. At first glance, it seems that being a subject of the king is the same whether it is a direct vassal count or a traitorous baron, but the atmosphere is slightly different. The traitorous baron has no legal obligation to listen to the king's orders. For this reason, the actual object of allegiance of barons was usually to the earl, not to the king. So, when looking at a province, it was common for a great nobleman of count or higher to rule with several barons. However, the central part of the Milanol Kingdom was a little different from those common cases. There are no counts at all. The entire vast land centered on the royal capital is under the direct jurisdiction of the king, and around it is surrounded by the territories of sixteen barons called 'the king's riders'. Of course, this sixteen baron is a direct vassal of King Mozori. In a word, it was as if the king was occupying the entire central region, the most fertile land in the kingdom. Maybe that's why the barons' territories that I've been passing by lately, that is, the 'King's riders', all had a rather peculiar atmosphere. It felt more like a military base or fortress than a normal manor. But it doesn't matter as long as it's a goddamn atmosphere, but it also does real damage. There were so many forts and watchtowers on every street, and how strict the checks were, so much time had to be wasted. Even when the sun went down, the gates were closed or the piers were blocked, so if the timing was not right, they had to camp without moving. In severe cases, I had to go back a long way. For this reason, we were able to leave the realm of the 'riders of the king' only after traveling for a full month. “It should arrive in the next five days or so.” Cole, who had little sleep in the morning, woke up early and was soaking wheat and oat biscuits in water. “According to the guy from 'Eastern Riding,' the security around here is pretty heinous. It will be completely different from last month.” "okay?" I lit a bonfire and smiled. “That doesn't sound too bad. I'd rather see a highwayman than stand in line to be checked.” At my words, Cole silently held his accusation. A total of 4 campfires were lit in the campground. Since there were quite a few people, the number of fires naturally increased as well. To count the number of people in the party... I, Ellen Utequai, Heila Steedman, Mira Cole Simos, and nine others, plus ten mercenaries hired from Longville. In all, they were nineteen. Until 15 days ago, there were only 20 people, including Boonie, but I happened to meet an ascendant heading toward Lavalton, so I said goodbye to him a little earlier. I hope you arrive safely at the manor and do a good job with the coronation. Well, Boonie is also a native who has lived in Lavalton for nearly 20 years, so there shouldn't be a problem with adaptation. In any case, the group of nineteen was a good size for travel. It's a scale that allows you to run a night watch at leisure, and it's not too difficult to find supplies. Of course, it was a little annoying because of being alerted when passing through a fortress or gateway. Even with that, there was no problem if it was moderately grouped. While I was chatting with Cole, the dawn was slowly dawning. And around that time we had some strange guests.