The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Episode 426

65. The Peak of Spring (1)

The last day of March. The beautiful season was in full bloom with cool winds and warm sunlight.

In a field in Obdorf, cornflowers were in full bloom, like white and yellow daisies, violets dyed in mauve, and blue stars. Starlings played in pairs under the blue sky with cumulus clouds. Some distance from the small village, a lonely windmill was spinning leisurely.

The low barriers of the village were surrounded by brightly colored oat fields like a wide river.

“hey! hey!”

A boy walking in the middle of an oat field was screaming in a monotonous tune, whether it was a slogan or a song. Then, as I waved the pole, the sparrows flew up and down.

“hey! hey!”

Using the clear voice of a child as a labor song, three or four adults hoeed vigorously. Furrows were dug in the moist soil and drainage ditches were drilled.

The spring rain, the warm sun, and the blessing of the priest had already grown oats to the child’s chin. If there is no problem, ears will be dug soon and harvest will be possible as soon as May comes.

“hey! Uh-uh… Huh?”

As the music over the picturesque scenery stopped, a middle-aged woman wearing a head scarf straightened her back for the first time in a while and looked back at the boy.

“What’s happen?”

“…that aunt.”

“Yes?”

The woman, who turned her gaze to the direction the cockle hand was pointing at, gasped and held her breath.

“Lord… Honey, look over there.”

In the distance, in the middle of a field of colorful flowers, a windmill was blowing black smoke. By the time the startled farmers opened their eyes wide-eyed, saying “Uh-uh”, the flames engulfed the windmill.

“Everyone go to the fence! hurry!”

cried the woman’s husband. He was a lucky man who had recently escaped conscription because he had lost four fingers in a war about ten years earlier.

“Uncle. Are you on fire?”

“This guy doesn’t know anything about you, so go ahead!”

Because he had vivid memories of following ignorant noblemen like officers and knights, he quickly realized what was happening. What was attacking that windmill must have been the blaze of war. The fire of the war that has been burning roaring around Eisbobalt lately.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

on the wooden fence The sound of a trumpet was heard. The bard who stopped by the village during his wanderings had blown a wooden wind instrument he had made to inform the situation.

The effect was good enough that the entire village found the windmill burning. The problem was that the wonderful sound resembled the sound of a horn commonly used by the military.

Those who burned the windmill glared at the village with wary eyes.

“Get in line-!”

At the loud command, the soldiers shouted and rallied. As the crowd of soldiers covered the hillside, the faces of the men standing at the wooden fence turned pale.

“what? Where are they from?”

“How do you do this… Chief! Bring the village chief first!”

Young Jang-han, acting as the vigilante leader of the village, shouted at the confused people.

“All those who were standing in order, go downstairs! When everyone comes in, lock the wooden fence first! you and you! Bring all the guys who haven’t come out yet!”

Just as the handful of young people were busy moving, an old middle-aged man came running in a hurry.

“The village chief!”

“Oh, what the hell is this all about?”

The village chief noticed soldiers approaching the village and his hands trembled.

“No, me. Where did all these hordes come from?”

“Do you know what the old man, the old man, doesn’t know?”

“Even if I collect all of them, young and old, it won’t be half of that… Oh, maybe it’s good. Shouldn’t we at least walk the white flag?”

The vigilante’s face was distorted.

“What did those nude twin bastards come and say? If you cooperate with the enemy, you will save the village huh? They said they burned everything and took both men and women.”

“Hey man, why am I cooperating? It means to lie down flat until they go their way.”

“What if I take barley and rye to feed the soldiers and hay to feed the horses?”

“I have to give it up, what should I do? Life is precious, is that grass?”

“What if the men are arrested to fill in the pages?”

“Could it be that the remaining young men are less than 30 years old, can I go that far?”

The village chief said with an uneasy expression on his face.

“Calm down, old man. Is war fun? And again, no matter how and how they send them, how come they are ignorant and who are they

?

“So what? Are you going to die fighting today?”

“Eisbovalt is close by. What would you do if you were lying flat today and people calling you a ‘red flag man’ or a ‘devil of self-confidence’ would come?”

“Hey man, look at that. I don’t know anything else, but isn’t the flag in the middle the Duke’s flag? Even if you eat together, you should eat together with the same people. Are you going to eat together with the northern savages or rogue bandits?”

While the two men were arguing, the man who was standing on one side of the fence shouted in a hurry.

“Old man! older brother! excuse me!”

The village chief, vigilante leader, and young villagers who turned their heads to the east opened their mouths or widened their eyes in amazement. A man-horse was running around the oat field in front of a wooden fence.

It was surprising to see a rider passing right in front of me, who appeared from nowhere and when, but what was even more surprising was the horse riding him.

Kheung Kreureung/

It was about twice the size of a pack horse, had a pair of spiral horns on its forehead, and growled like a beast with its sharp fangs exposed.

Those who stood on the fence immediately recognized the identity of the monster running like a darting arrow.

“Bicon…

“Then, no way.”

The one who performed a terrifying performance in Zelntree on the distant border, Proshafen in Angst, and Eisbowald in Obdorf.

A person who has risen to prominence in less than a year since he began to stand out properly, beyond the kingdom and gaining fame throughout the continent.

“An enemy knight!”

The red knight, who had been running in a gentle arc along the circumference of the oat field, reached a field with colorful flowers and pulled the reins. Then they started running straight toward the troops advancing on the village.

“…Am I going to fight alone?”

“No matter how many enemy knights.”

There were well over six hundred people in a solid rank. In addition, if the opponents were full of farmers, they were faithfully armed soldiers. Even considering the reputation of the red knight, it was impossible to fight with a short-term shooter.

“There are more over there!”

Looking back, I saw about 50 cavalrymen galloping along the road where the enemy knights ran. A few men groaned as they crushed the oat fields with their hard horseshoes, but soon the attention of the people returned to the red knight.

He flung a dark red cloak over his light plate breastplate, and a black, cold glow shone through the helm that covered his nose. A gloved hand covered in thin scales pulled a long javelin from the saddle.

Wedge love!

In the next moment, the javelin cut through the blue sky with a ferocious banging sound. The distance of about sixty meters was erased in an instant.

“Keep it!”

Among the jockeys gathered in the middle of the ranks, a middle-aged man in fancy attire fell off his horse. The middle of his chest was pierced by a javelin.

“this!”

“Protect the lord!”

Four imperial knights and heavily armed foot soldiers gathered around a small young man. As the pale face revealed under the mask disappeared behind a wall of shields and armor, Phoenix frowned.

“A is wrong.”

After a murmur, four javelins were fired in quick succession.

The old officer, who had been yelling at the tall young archers with flags, middle-aged woman in a long robe, collapsed one by one. The imperial knight standing at the forefront of the ranks managed to avoid the javelin by bending his shoulder, and the two soldiers behind him were skewered and pinned to the ground.

The red knight smiled happily and drew his sword. The cold air emanating from the black blade was so intense that the soldiers in the first row flinched in amazement.

“Shoot!”

“Aim for the bicorn!”

More than 150 archers fired arrows at once.

Phoenix lowered his stance and hit the butt of the bicorn with the blade of his sword.

Kreung.’

The bicorn, already running at incredible speed, accelerated further with an angry growl. ‘Du-du-du-du-‘ Even the sense of beat was erased from the sound of the horse’s hooves. The sparse shadow cast by the rain of arrows passed by in an instant.

Of course, it couldn’t dodge all the arrows, so several arrows pierced the back of the red knight and the butt of the bicorn. However, the sturdy plate breastplate favorably worn by swordsmen of the ‘Kobal style’ easily deflected the arrows, and the bicorn did not even snort after being hit by several arrows.

“In front of the window!”

“Chang-! from now on!”

The soldiers lined up in three or four layers held out their long spears all at once. More than a hundred spears were aimed at the enemy knights, but the tip of the spear was shaking on one hand. It was clear that they were elite soldiers who had endured harsh training.

“Huh,”

In front of the long spear’s forest, ‘black ice’ stained dark red increased in number. The bandit stood on his stirrups and wildly swung a blade that rose nearly three meters. Dozens of

tall

spears were cut, broken, pushed, and tangled at once. The soldiers in the foreground were engulfed in blood from their necks and chests without knowing why, while the soldiers behind them gritted their teeth at the stinging pain they felt in their mouths.

Kreureung/

The bicorn swung his head wide and removed a bunch of spears with his two horns, then stepped into the ranks of the soldiers. It was a bold move, even considering the tough leather of the bicorn. The secret to his boldness was the belief that if he ran forward somehow, the owner on top would solve all his problems.

Phoenix did not betray that trust.

“Ugh.”

Following a small and simple spirit, a blade as long as a long spear swept everywhere. Heads and limbs of the soldiers soared from place to place in the trajectory that turned like a pinwheel.

“Push!”

“Don’t give me space!”

The army, led by a faithful vassal of the Duke of Avilambers, fought bravely despite losing nearly forty comrades in an instant.

The red knight smiled broadly and raised his left arm.

.bang/

The pool of blood that was soaking the floor exploded. The sticky blood turned into pieces of glass stained with red dye and attacked the soldiers. The soldiers were well armed with chain mail and iron helmets, but the blood pierced the armor like an awl and ripped through the vital points.

The explosions did not end one after another. Every time the red knight’s eyes met, blood splattered. In three or four breaths, seven explosions occurred, and more than a hundred soldiers fell.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

Following the barrage of arrows, the wizards also memorized spells.

However, the red knight was already given too many resources.

Guuuuu –

Phoenix raised his left arm high. The blood flowing from all sides began to defy gravity with the flow of magical power. Drops of blood that rose like rain falling backwards drew a red vortex around the left arm. Each of the rotating drops of blood clumped together and formed several branches.

Chararak.

Half of the blood was stuck to the arm. The condensed blood formed dark red scales and swallowed it from the fingers to the shoulders.

The remaining bloodlines gradually increased their rotational speed. Phoenix controlled the seething blood and swung his left hand. The red vortex followed that gesture and went to hall.

Hey hey!

‘Bloodwind’ scattered arrows in all directions and then raged towards the archers.

“Kkoaaak!”

“Cheuk”

As if blades were mixed in a whirlwind, the veins with pointed blades slashed around along the vortex.

The red vortex raged about 40 meters before dispersing and soaking the field. A red carpet was laid on the road where the bloody wind swept through. It was a carpet made of the weft and warp threads of the blood shed by about sixty archers.

“…While those who lost their minds at that demonic…

shocking scene stuttered, four or five battle mages poured out offensive spells.

The snakes covered in flames attacked the red knight as they burned the field, and a shock wave exploded as if a large invisible fist had struck them down. While the

red

knight stumbled, fiery snakes wrapped around the bicorn’s four legs.

Kheung!

Phoenix struggled in surprise, trying to calm him down by holding the reins short. However, successive vine whips wrapped around his shoulders and waist and knocked him off the horse.

“This X-arm-”

I didn’t even have time to spit out swear words.

When an old battle mage lifted a quarter stick, a black light exploded from the end, and Phoenix froze for a while when he faced it. It was a ‘paralysis ray’.

“Now!”

A series of shockwaves exploded and three bolts of lightning flew. Elite soldiers wearing light armor and carrying axes rushed in and threw iron nets one after another. The duration of

“Kahak”

paralysis lasted only 3 seconds, but the enemy knight knelt down and trembled while being crushed by the five layers of iron nets.

“Poke!”

“Finish it!”

The soldiers behind them brandished their long spears. Contrary to Guryeong, there were few soldiers who could stab spears. As if swinging a pole, he struck Phoenix on the shoulder and back of the head.

“Class”

Phoenix was hit in the back of the head by a heavy spearhead and chewed his tongue. As the thick scent of blood spread, he suddenly came to his senses and struggled with both arms.

He gripped the iron net with his hands covered in ‘iron-blooded armor’ and pushed the black ice into the net. Then, as he pulled with all his might, the five layers of iron net were slowly torn away.

“That crazy.”

“Wizard Wizard!”

“Keep attacking!”

Phoenix instinctively closed his eyes. I felt a black flash burst nearby. Then, another shockwave hit the top of the head, snakes of flame coiled around both ankles, and arrows of lightning pierced the stomach and armpits.

“These puppies.”

He wanted to use the magical dagger ‘Dalmais’ bestowed by Prince Ulkar to freeze all magical powers.

However, Phoenix finally received all attack spells with his body. It was humiliating to borrow the power of a magic tool because of only a few battle mages, and it

was still tolerable to use a magic tool that would be useless for 15 days.

“Clock the left left!”

“The troopers are coming!”

Cavalry from Eisbowald were attacking the outskirts of the ranks. Phoenix again applied strength to the mouthpiece and completely tore the iron net.

“Uh uh.”

“attack! Don’t back down!”

When the red knight came out of the iron net, the soldiers were frightened.

The helmet and breastplate were bent and cracked and disappeared somewhere, and blood flowed from the whole body. Even so, no, even more so, the red knight had a fearful appearance that he would be healed in a dream.

“Ah, X feet. They said there are no magicians or swordsmen.”

Phoenix muttered that and drew his sword horizontally. In the middle of the swing, a dozen soldiers were caught in the long blade and cut in two.

“Ughhhhhh!”

“This is not possible!”

There were soldiers who lost morale in that sword attack. While the enemy soldiers were entangled, the red knight looked around with his eyes fiercely shining. Then, he pulled out a whip of blood from the tip of his left finger, with scales growing like sharp nails.

99 jutir ma.

Phoenix quickly closed his eyes at the mana-filled voice and swung the bloody whip. The five whips that followed the sound wrapped around the old wizard, who was emitting black flashes.

Chark!

“Gagging”

The bloody whip shrank as fast as it extended, and the old wizard was caught by the neck in an instant in a scaly grip.

“I thought I was going to die thanks to you, Grandpa.”

“Heh O Hee” –9 —–

The red knight separated the old mage’s head and body with only his gripping power.

“Enemy knight-!”

Imperial knights appeared through the soldiers and surrounded him. Guards carrying shields and armored warriors in light outfits were also present.

“Ha yes.”

Phoenix smiled happily.

“I’d rather be comfortable with guys like you.”

As he muttered, he kicked a long spear whose liver was broken in the middle of the spear.

When the red knight grabbed the spear, the soldiers who made up the siege shuddered. However, the javelin flew away leaving a chilling sound through the spine and pierced the neck of the man holding the wand. He was a battle mage who handled lightning-type magic.

“I mean, using magic in a mean way. is not it?”

Then, suddenly, a loud noise came from behind.

When Phoenix turned around, he saw a bicorn that had been stabbed and cut, and had black burn marks on its four legs, running wild as if its tail was on fire.

“Back!”

“Damn spearmen!”

However, few of the elite soldiers who besieged Phoenix had spears. The bicorn poked, bit, and kicked in all directions with its pair of horns and hard-toothed hooves with sharp teeth.

“Uh-hey here!”

The red knight burst into laughter and ran to the bicorn.

An Imperial Knight blocked it and struck down a two-handed sword from the top of the horse. Phoenix, who lifted the black ice and let go of the sword, swung his scaly hand at the War Horse of the Empire.

hee hee hee!

The moment the warhorse, whose face was deeply scratched, lifted his front foot, the blade dug through the gap beneath the rider’s breastplate.

“Kkeuu” While the broken Imperial Knight was off the horse, Phoenix hurriedly jumped on the bicorn.

He immediately burst into a series of bloodstains. Afterwards, he swung the black ice to deal with the crowd of soldiers, and then placed his left hand on the nape of the bicorn.

The scales covering the palm wriggled to create an empty gap, and the blood filled with blood flowed into the bicorn with a loud ‘Chi-Chi-Chi’ sound.

The cuts

, cuts, and burns visibly healed all over Bicon’s body. It would take some time for the scab to fall off, but whether it did or not, the elated Witchbeast snorted and kicked the wet ground.

“…Oh Lord.”

A soldier prayed with a suppressed voice as the red knight and bicorn regained their dignity.

“I’m going to die after a hard time.”

Phoenix smiled brightly as he brushed his hair with his scaly hand.

“Let’s finish quickly. Let me rest too.”

As soon as the words were finished, blood splattered like buds bursting, and the long blade drew a dark red trail like a dancing bee.