The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Chapter 242

49. Visitors (5)

When I heard that an army was approaching, I ran to the castle gate in one month.

Climbing up the gatehouse and inspecting the field, I saw that the army with the king’s flag at the fore was approaching this way.

“Look at that flag. Could it be that the king did not come in person?”

“Did my old friend, who is working tomorrow, come all the way here? The king’s rider must have come.”

Leaving behind the whispering mercenaries gathered to my left, I took another look at the army sent by the king.

“Hmm.”

Roughly counting by eye, the army numbered about 300 people.

At the end, the carts followed, but judging by their appearance, it seemed that they had not set up a separate supply corps, but came with the main reward merchants.

The ranks of soldiers continued in front of the main reward merchants. Banners embroidered with all sorts of colorful sentences, such as black deer drops of water, three swords, blue wisteria flowers, and crows, fluttered above the heads of the elite soldiers.

There seemed to be 150 spearmen and 50 archers, and they were all well-armed with high-quality weapons, chain mail, and iron helmets. The oiled armor gleamed like new, and even the sword worn as a secondary armament seemed quite expensive.

The next thing I saw was a black flag embroidered with a white ringed cross. The king sent the clergy of Kwangmyeonggyo.

Its members were two priests in robes, two monks in robes, and four who seemed to be servants.

Guarding them were six knights of the cathedral. The heavy plate armor and pure white surcoat engraved with the ringed cross were very impressive.

And finally, lined up at the head of the army were cavalrymen in splendid outfits.

I looked at the troopers and was lost in reminiscence for a while.

It was time to stay in South Harbor. At that time, I killed ‘Robber Baron Albianne’ and stole his black plate armor and was wearing it.

The item wasn’t ‘genuine’ either, but compared to the crappy plate armor or chain armor, the robustness was overwhelming, so I was quite satisfied.

Then, the ‘giant’ Lord Ankir lent me his plate armor. To experience the right thing once.

The feeling of wearing Lord Ankir’s armor, or the plate gold armor of the ‘Royal Dormena Armor Workshop’…

was truly shocking.

It was also the moment when I realized why plate armor is called ‘a favorite of metallurgy, armor making, and enchanting’.

From the first wear, I was astonished.

The heat-treated sheet metal was surprisingly not that heavy. In addition, the weight of the entire armor was only about 15 kilos at most due to the inscription of a lightweight order.

In addition, the load was not concentrated only on the shoulders like the chain armor, but was evenly distributed throughout the body, so it felt lighter, and the joints were so elaborate that there were no restrictions on movement.

Even the helmet had a vision expansion spell engraved on it, so I didn’t feel stuffy at all even looking through the small gap in the faceplate.

Wearing such an item on the body of a superhuman named Phoenix, he felt little discomfort. At most, it felt like wearing a lightweight long padding.

In addition to the excellent wearability, the armor’s original performance, the protection power, was also excellent.

Unless it was a bow or crossbow with extremely high tension, it couldn’t even scratch the curved sheet metal, and the spear sword wielded by the merchant could easily bounce off. So there is no reason to use a shield unless it is a special case.

In short, the proper plate armor was better than expected.

Dozens of such precious items were lined up in front of Modos in the castle town.

“…How many people are there?”

“I don’t know. I think it will be around fifty or sixty

.” “What did X-arm do

to bring

so many knights ?”

“Do you know me? But is that all a lie? Didn’t they only put armor on the soldiers?”

As the mercenaries talked about with nervous faces, most of the 60 or so cavalrymen were wearing plate armor. At first glance, it wasn’t a replica made by an idiot, it was a proper plate armor.

Dozens of people were standing around wearing them, so the feeling of intimidation was no joke. At first glance, it seemed as if dozens of knights had come.

Where did you get so many of those precious things? While I was looking at the troops while thinking about it, Ellen, who was by my side, suddenly opened her mouth.

“There are also wizards.”

“Wizard? how much?”

“Um, four. Two of them are of a very high standard.”

I followed the guy’s gaze and looked among the cavalry, but

“…… uh”

rko .

It was not easy to feel the presence of the wizard because the dozens of plate armor were minutely emitting mana. If they weren’t emitting mana to reveal their existence, it would be difficult to detect a wizard as sensitively as Ellen.

“How about a high level?”

“Hmm… I don’t know what kind of spells it will handle, but in terms of the quality and quantity of magical power, it’s on par with the masters in the palace, or even better.”

Is it the master class of La Palais Palace?

The one who struck me in Longville was also the master of the palace. So, if it is a master level, it means that it is a sufficiently threatening level of magician.

“There are too many.”

Those were the words of Utequai, who was quietly crossing his arms.

“Sending a lot of troops clearly has a purpose. I don’t know what that means, but I have to be nervous. The tip of that spear could be pointing at us.”

“Well, it could be, but…

I continued, scratching my eyebrows.

“Since Count Mattianver is dead, isn’t it because he wants to eat this province? I don’t think they’ll be hostile to us out of the blue.”

“That’s something you don’t know.” This time it was Heila. She brushed her wind-blown hair and stared down at the King’s army.

“There are many knights and heavy cavalry, but the number of infantry is too small for the purpose of pacifying the Guy Stall region.”

“is it?”

“Since the entire province is devastated, it may be that they are trying to regain control step by step after seizing the mainland with a small number of elite troops.”

Heila stopped talking and glanced at the flag leading the army.

It looks like a male lion wearing a crown standing on his hind legs. It was the king’s flag.

Behind them, flags and flags that had risen among the soldiers were fluttering in front and behind as if arguing with each other in order.

A black stag with horns like tree branches.

Blue wisteria flowers drooping from above and crows flying from below.

Three swords lying crosswise in the shape of a drop of water in the center and supporting it.

“Honkel Colmaros Newberg. They are the riders of the king.”

‘The King’s Riders’.

It refers to the barons, who are the direct vassals of the king. Three of the 16 barons representing the king’s royal guard came here to Modos.

Heila’s guess continued.

“I heard that riders often act as agents for the king. Among the riders who led that army, there must be a crown prince or magistrate of Lionel III.”

“Governor or magistrate?”

“If it is revealed that Count Martian Vert was a vampire, the count will disappear regardless of the inheritance order. The territory goes back to the master, King Lionel III.”

“It means that it will become the direct jurisdiction of the king.”

“that’s right.”

Finally, the army arrived at the city gates. Heyla looked back at me as she caught a glimpse of the four or five-year-old horse running this way.

“I will make you an offer or a threat. You can do both.”

“An offer or a threat…

“If you receive an offer, don’t respond right away. Take your time. If threatened, pretend to give in.”

“Hmm.”

As I was about to answer something, one of the people who jumped out in front of the car yelled at me.

“Who is the knight Sir Phoenix!”

I couldn’t see his face because he was wearing a full helmet, but judging from his deep voice, he seemed to be in his early to mid-40s.

The stout middle-aged man was wearing a helmet decorated with deer antlers and a stylish suit of plate armor.

…How familiar are those deer antlers?

I tilted my head for a moment, then raised my voice.

“I am Phoenix!”

The antlers knight looked up at me and shouted again.

“Your appearance is different from the rumors!”

“I don’t know what the rumors are, but I’m Phoenix! who are you!”

The knight, who hesitated and hesitated, soon revealed his identity.

“This is Baron Nomen, the head of the Honkel family and the third standard bearer of His Majesty King Lionel III!”

The owner of the kingdom, Lionel III, of course has numerous powerful knights at his disposal.

Among the most famous of them would be Lord Calliola, ‘the greatest knight in the kingdom’, and Baron Geisel, the ‘thunderbolt’, the king’s first rider.

Comparing it to the two was inferior, but Baron Innomen, who had just stepped forward, was also quite famous.

“Innomen? The ‘Iron Hoof’ Innomen?”

“Yes, I’ve heard of it.”

As if proving its reputation, mercenaries and vigilantes lined up on the wall began to hum.

Baron Innomen, the knight of the deer antlers, pulled the reins, looked over the castle wall for a while, and then continued.

“I have been appointed as the magistrate of the Gistol province by order of His Majesty the King! If you are a knight of the kingdom, open the city gates and obey the king’s command!”

The words were close to command, but there was no choice. Because you can’t fight the army sent by the king just because you don’t like it.

“Open it.”

The Dervish, acting as the gatekeeper at my head, gave orders to the vigilantes, and soon the drawbridge and grate began to move.

When the drawbridge was completely lowered, those in the lead, including Baron Innomen, rode their horses through the gate, and the rest of the army resumed their movement.

I watched them and went down from the gatehouse to greet them.

Ellen Utequai Heila was sent to the guildhall. It would be foolish for a barbarian royal family from the grasslands of a false wizard to present a tooth-grinding princess before the king’s rider.

“…her.”

Baron Innomen, who entered Modos with other riders, sighed when he saw me.

“Are you really Lord Phoenix?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“I see…

He said, ‘You’re young. You’re very young,’ he muttered and got off his horse. Then he took off his antler helmet and handed it to a cavalryman who followed.

The baron who revealed his face was a middle-aged man with the impression of a field officer rather than an aristocrat. Seeing them up close, they were all on the sluggish side, so I thought they looked like knights with a high reputation.

“There are rumors that your swordsmanship is second to that of Lord Calliora. Nice to meet the renowned knight.”

Saying so, Baron Innomen held out his hand and asked for a handshake.

A nobleman who asks for a handshake. It was an informal attitude, unlike the obstinate attitude he had shown in front of the castle gate.

“hmm. Nice to meet you, Baron.”

“I heard rumors. You have done a great job for His Majesty the King.”

Just when I was making an awkward expression, a slender knight who rode a horse from behind the baron suddenly asked a question in a nervous voice.

“Where is your accommodation?”

“yes?”

“This is where we will be staying.”

I was taken aback for a moment because the driver’s voice was that of a woman, but I quickly asked her back with a displeased expression.

“Who are you?”

“…are you even asking that question after seeing this?”

The knight pointed to my chest. Wisteria flowers and crows were drawn on the surcoat worn over the plate gold armor.

I stood there blankly and said, ‘What is that?’ He made a face.

“under.”

She let out a small laugh and took off her helmet. The dark, auburn hair knives poured down, revealing a very pretty face.

“I am Shaenna, the head of Colmaros. His Majesty’s Eighth Horse Station. I am one of three magistrates who will rule in your majesty’s behalf until this province is stable. Are you done now?”

…what the. I thought I was a duke or earl because I was holding weight, but was it a baron?

“I see.”

Ignoring Baron Shaenna’s eyes, she snapped her fingers and called Cole. The quick-witted Cole, as if anticipating his mission, approached with a brown horse he had captured a few days ago.

“This guy will guide you to the store. At least it is a decent building and there are many empty houses nearby, so the soldiers should be stationed there.” She glared at me for a moment, then pulled the reins and turned the horse’s head.

Cole quickly got on his horse and bowed his head at me. Then he grabbed the reins and started guiding Baron Shahenna. The horseman, probably a Newburgh baron, a man with a drop of water and three swords engraved on his shoulder, rode after her in silence.

Looking at their backs, Baron Innomen smiled.

“You understand. Baron Shaenna recently lost a family she loved dearly.”

“…your family?”

“That’s right. It was a knight named ‘Monad’.”

knight monad? Where did you hear that name?

When I made a worried face, Baron Innomen smiled bitterly.

“I might not be able to remember anything.”

“Remember? Is this someone I know?”

“maybe. Lord Monad was under the command of Count Tristan.”

“Count Tristan…? ah.”

Now it reminds me of who a monad is.

It was when Doyle, the second son of Count Tristan, led an army to Longville.

Sir Langboldt tried to boost his momentum and challenged the opposing faction to a duel, and one knight lost his life to Sir Langboldt’s sword. The knight introduced himself as

“Knight Monad, heir to House Balfour.”

“Right. He is the maternal cousin of Baron Shaenna.”

ha this is true It’s a mischievous relationship.

As I smiled and scratched my eyebrows, Baron Innomen twirled and asked another question.

“Then do you remember Sir ‘Arch’?”

“…arch? It sounds like a name you’ve never heard before.”

“Right. You still remember the shape of our family’s helmet, right?”

He pointed to his own helmet held by the servant. Decorated with ripe deer antlers.

“…Come to think of it, I think I’ve seen a similar looking helmet on the battlefield in Longville.”

“Yes, it will.”

Baron Innomen smiled.

“My son was there.”

“……yes?”

“Arch of Honkel. That’s my second son’s name.”

“You would be surprised to know how many letters he wrote to me after that battle and how many times the name Phoenix was written on them.”

Seeing the baron giggling, I laughed in vain.

It’s been less than a year since I fell into this world, but I think I’ve built up a lot of nasty relationships.