My villains episode 190
interlude. Regent and Sergeant
“How are you today?”
At Genesa’s question, Amias shrugged as he tightened the straps on his chain mail.
“It’s the sa.”
“It must be difficult.”
“It is difficult.”
Amias smiled as if it was nothing and put on a surcoat.
In Surcote, there was a painting of a teor falling through a valley. No, it is the sentence of the baron.
“How about the baroness?”
“…I do not know.”
“You don’t know?”
“huh. It’s hard to see you often.”
After that, he put on a belt with a long sword and picked up the ax that had been leaning in the corner. I walked out of the house, being careful not to scratch other furniture with the heavy blade of the axe.
“It seems like the baron got up from his seat and didn’t see him more than two days ago.”
“Oops.”
Wearing a brown gown, Genesa adjusted her collar and put on a worried expression.
“…Take care of yourself.”
Seeing her face, Amias playfully raised his lips.
“Why are you so dead? I’m not going to battle anywhere, I’m just chatting with the soldiers.”
“You know what I an.”
“Don’t worry about , go to bed early when the sun goes down. I go to church in the morning. I’ll pick you up in the morning.”
Leaving a short kiss, Amias left the house.
Amias and Jenesa made their hos fairly close to the manor house.
It was a house made by renovating a building that was originally a store, but it was a bit spacious for two people to live. Besides, unlike the houses around it, the building was made of bricks and whitewashed, so it was very expensive compared to a house in a country estate.
Of course, for Amias and Genesa, twenty silver coins was not that much money. This is thanks to the fact that he earned a lot of money while working under Phoenix.
Even after finding a good house in such a good location, the young couple had not been able to adjust to their new life for three weeks.
It was because of the ominous currents that had been flowing in Longville lately…
It was around dusk when Sergeant Amias arrived at the barracks. He had a brief conversation with the drill commander, Chester, and then led ten soldiers on patrol around the wooden fence.
Thanks to the hard work of the people of the province, the wooden fence that collapsed during the war was now sowhat restored.
In the case of the gate, it seed that it would take so more ti to regain its forr glory, but the wooden gate and gate tower were enough to protect the territory right away.
Perhaps it was because of the rain the previous morning, there were quite a few spots where the soil was dug up at the base of the wooden fence. Thanks to this, Amias and the soldiers had to waste ti shoveling here and there.
By the ti the soldiers on the fence lit their torches, Amias reached the lord’s house.
“Amias-sama.”
“okay.”
Two of the four guarding the main gate of the lord’s house bowed to Amias.
They were Longville’s n, selected by Drillmaster Chester. It was only natural to show respect to the sergeant Amias.
But the other two were not.
The two n who treated Amias like a cow and a chicken were rcenaries. The n of Edwin, Baron Mallory’s half-brother.
Amias looked at the two rcenaries with disapproval and switched guards. Two of the soldiers he brought with him stood in front of the gate, and the two guarding the gate joined Amias.
A similar process was repeated after entering Yeongju Hall. Amias shifted the guard in front of the wall lord’s bedroom behind the center of the courtyard.
And wherever the soldiers were standing guard, Edwin’s subordinate rcenaries were standing next to them.
‘…Shit. What the hell is this all about?’
As Edwin acted as half-lord in place of the old and sick Baron Mallory, his n behaved as if they were the owners of the estate. It wasn’t like normal shit.
Swallowing curses inwardly, Amias headed for the hall, the final destination.
“Oh, you’re here.”
“It’s a little late.”
Standing in front of the hall were a middle-aged sergeant, two soldiers, and two rcenaries. Middle-aged sergeant Paul greeted Amias with a smile.
“To be late. The sun just went down.”
“is that so? It took quite a while to do so shoveling on the way.”
“huh? Are you shoveling?”
“There were so places where the ground was dug by the rainwater. I did so shoveling to fill it up.”
“Oh that? I was going to take care of it on my way back.”
“Isn’t it cumberso to shovel with a torch?”
“That’s right.”
After the soldiers guarding the hall finished their shift, the ten soldiers who stood guard during the day prepared torches from a brazier in the hall.
While watching the soldiers prepare to return, Paul suddenly looked up at the ax spear Amias was holding.
“He always carries his ax spear. Isn’t it heavy?”
“…Well, it’s not that heavy.”
Amias shrugged and Paul let out a chuckle.
“H-If I had such a heavy and expensive item, I would have put it in the corner of the house. You are also very dizzy.”
Amias smiled quietly and looked up at the ax spear.
The straight spear blade and the broad ax blade glead sharply, and a reddish sheen flowed from the lacquered spearhead. At first glance, it was quite an extraordinary thing.
Amias recalled the mont he obtained this magic ax spear.
-ruler.
-…yes?
-What ‘Yes?’ to receive
-Why
do you do this to ?
-What is the national rule?
-…There is such a thing. Anyhow, take it before your arm falls off.
-However, for a sergeant of a baron’s territory, such magic tools are too much.
-Just shut up and take it. Maybe soday I’ll have sothing to write about.
– If you say you’ll write sothing soday?
-…Well, I don’t know. But won’t you accept this bastard soon? Do you want to take a hit?
– Ugh, I see.
-good. then i go
-Let’s go together. We will see you off.
-It’s okay, what if I hate the baron for no reason? you should live here
-Phoenix-sama -And if you can afford it, help Dionea too.
– Dionea? Are you talking about the baroness?
-okay.
-…yes. I will.
-What are you doing with such a spleen look on your face?
– Anyway, I’m really going. Be happy.
Phoenix handed over the magic ax and said goodbye with a wide smile. It was a very pleasant smile that did not match his cold impression at all. Amias was able to intuit that
he would never forget that smile for the rest of his life.
“…Ah yes. Go carefully.”
“okay. suffering.”
Amias, who suddenly ca to his senses at Paul’s voice, saw off the returning soldiers and stood in front of the hall.
“Keuk-”
Then, leaning the ax on my shoulder, I heard a sudden sound from sowhere.
“It’s an assassination-!”
A scream close to a scream. Realizing that the sound ca from behind, Amias was startled and opened the door to the hall.
“Kyaaak!”
At that mont, a person fell down the stairs inside the hall.
The woman wearing only a thin dress and covered in blood was Baroness Dionea!
“Madam!” Amias was startled and ran towards the baroness.
“ma’am! Are you okay?”
“I am fine.”
Amias glanced over and the baroness seed unscathed. When he quickly took off his surcoat and handed it to him, Dionea covered herself with trembling hands and opened her mouth.
“Edwin. That bastard Edwin killed the baron.”
Amias put on a dazed expression at the sound like thunder from the sky.
“……yes?”
“Call the soldiers together! We need to capture Edwin right now!”
As soon as he finished his words, Edwin and two rcenaries appeared from the stairs where the baroness had fallen.
“You bitch-”
Edwin, who appeared holding a knife, was bleeding from his back. He groaned with the help of his subordinates.
“That bitch killed my brother, Baron Mallory! Arrest him right now!”
Starting with a series of screams and shouts, the Yeongju Hall quickly beca noisy.
Not only the soldiers who were standing guard, but also Sergeant Paul, who had just left the courtyard, rushed to lead the returning troops. Edwin’s n, who were scattered throughout the manor house, also drew their weapons and gathered.
Longville’s soldiers naturally gathered in the direction of the baroness and Amias, and the rcenaries gathered around Edwin.
anwhile, Dionea shed tears and pointed at Edwin.
“Edwin you detestable bastard! The Lord will punish you for killing your brother and trying to rape !”
“A bitch like a female praying mantis who preys on her husband! How shaless you are!”
As the Baroness and Edwin ran amok, cursing each other, the soldiers were unable to hide their confusion.
“You stupid bastards!”
Edwin, his face reddened, scread at the top of his voice as blood dripped from his back.
“Don’t stand there like a half-body, hurry up and grab that bitch!”
“No, he is lying!”
The baroness also shouted at him without losing.
“Edwin broke into the bedroom, stabbed the Baron to death, and tried to rape by the corpse! Look at the knife he’s holding! The blood that flows over there belongs to the baron!”
“That crazy bitch-”
poisonous eyes and a voice filled with resentnt. It was the image of a wife who had lost her husband unfairly.
The eyes of the soldiers beca increasingly ferocious at the sight of the normally gentle and benevolent baroness running amok like a madman.
“Raise the window-!”
It was the shout of middle-aged Sergeant Paul. At the sa ti, the soldiers pointed their spears at the rcenaries.
“Until Captain Chester cos, we’ll keep her!”
It must have been to control the soldiers, but Paul’s shouting like that was a big mistake.
‘Soldiers would die if it was that bitch’s horse. The training leader is also on that guy’s side.’
Ed Wynn, who had been shouting in place, quickly grasped the situation and looked around the hall. His subordinates were nearly thirty, while his soldiers were less than twenty.
“Okay-”
Edwin finally gave the order through gritted teeth.
“Strike! Kill them all!”
When the order was given, the rcenaries scread and rushed at the soldiers.
“Stop—!”
A bloody battle ensued with Sergeant Paul’s shouts.
“Damn it! Push!”
“Don’t back down! You have to hold on!”
The soldiers threw spears at them and blocked them, but Edwin’s n were superior in numbers and had plenty of combat experience. Shortly after the battle began, three or four soldiers fell, spurting blood.
Amias, who was guarding the baroness, noticed the inferiority and quickly rushed forward.
“Move!”
Along with a shrill roar, the heavy ax spear made the sound of wedges. Just before the ax blade touched a rcenary’s head, fierce flas gushed out.
Kwajik!
The rcenary, whose head had been split, knelt down as if he were being slamd to the ground. Sothing whitish flowed down and was cooked in the flas emitted by the ax spear.
“Search-la!”
Amias fiercely swung his ax in all directions.
“Uh uh—”
As the red flas blazed fiercely in front of their eyes, the embarrassed rcenaries montarily stepped back.
Amias caught up with them and stabbed and swung his ax spear. The heavy and sharp ax spears inflicted fatal wounds even if they brushed against them, and limbs fell off if they were wrongly hit.
Kagak!
In the anti, the ax blade caught on the iron chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
Amiis, who was embarrassed at the mont of
“uh uh”, instinctively squeezed her strength for a mont and pulled down the ax spear.
Kwak-gi-geek Kwa-chang!
“Ouch!”
“Kkokkeaaak!”
A heavy iron chandelier fell in the middle of the enemies. Three or four rcenaries squealed and groaned as they lay down there.
As the front beca blank for a mont, Amias quickly threw himself away. He jumped over the chandelier and the rcenaries on it and attacked Edwin.
“Stop this damn thing!”
“Sir,”
Edwin shouted, and a rcenary grabbed a pulse and attacked. As Amias was running, he took down the ax spear.
Kaga violently
stamped Pearl Sean, who had each reddish spearhead blocking him, and
Kwajik!
The heavy ax blade twisted the iron helt.
“Geep Gerruk”
The rcenary with a distorted head made a strange noise and collapsed on his side trembling.
After retrieving the axe, Amias continued to run and slash the spear.
“Uh uh uh-”
Phew!
The rcenary who was supporting Edwin backed up and coughed up blood as the spear blade got stuck in the cage.
Chiiik –
And when the fire from the ax spear burned the wound for a while, the rcenary whose throat had been pierced spewed smoke instead of blood and rolled his eyes.
Amias pulled out an ax spear from the dying rcenary and swung it high and low as if drawing a circle.
“Oh what!”
The blade of the ax that had been swung like a sweeper hung up Edwin’s ankle. As Edwin fell violently, Amias trampled on his back and pointed an ax at his neck.
“Heh heh heh-”
Amias exclaid, catching his breath.
“All- stop!”
Hearing his shout, the embarrassed rcenaries hesitated.
“Down your weapon and step back! Before I turn your boss into two!”
Amias growled ferociously as he aid the ax in flas at Edwin’s neck. The rcenaries swore low and stepped back.
Just in ti, several people gathered in the hall. Heraldry, Butler Tollamy, Steward Selma, Editta, Scribe Veldin, and so on, were the vassals of that family.
“What the hell is this all about!” As Herald Tollay shouted hoarsely with a trembling chin, the Baroness, who had been hiding behind the soldiers, stepped forward.
“That Edwin killed the baron.”
Her voice was quite subdued, but anger and poison were still dripping from her eyes.
“It was to usurp the throne and rape . Like a filthy kinslayer.”
“no-!”
Edwin was crushed by Amias’ feet, bleeding from his back. He wriggled and protested as if in a fit of fuss.
“It’s been four years of lying! I saw it with my own two eyes!”
“It wasn’t enough that he killed the baron, so he had his n try to kill all the soldiers here.”
Realizing the unfavorable situation, Edwin looked back at his retainers and shouted as if pleading.
“Don’t stand still, stop that crazy bitch!” Ignoring the appeal, Dionea stepped forward in front of the soldiers and raised her voice.
“Sergeant Amias!”
“Yes yes madam!”
“He is a criminal who murdered the baron. Cut off his throat right now!”
“Umm-”
Edwin almost cried out while Amias hesitated as he looked at his vassals.
“Why am I killing my brother! There is absolutely no reason for that!”
“Why is there no reason? Everyone in Longville knew, let alone I, that you coveted the baron’s place!”
“Your brother, the baron, has already promised ! He said he would pass down the estate to !”
As the vassals t each other’s eyes and whispered, Edwin shouted loudly as if pleading.
“I was thinking of inheriting the position after I had established a foundation in the manor with the help of my older brother! Then why would I kill my older brother!” “What he said is true.” Butler Selma cautiously opened her mouth.
“The baron told that since he had no son, he would inherit the heir at least through his half-brother Edwin.”
The suspicious gazes of the vassals turned to the baroness. Then Dionea bit her lower lip and let out a sigh.
“…the baron said the sa thing to .”
“……yes?”
“I said I would pass down the estate to Edwin.”
“If not, Mrs.”
“but.”
She quickly took off Amias’s surcoat. Wearing only a thin dress, my godlike body was exposed in front of the vassals and soldiers.
“You’ve changed your mind recently.”
The baroness carefully stroked her belly. The baggy dress stuck to the skin, exposing the firm curves.
“Because he found out that I had an heir.”
The vassals and soldiers opened their mouths in amazent.
Dionea glared at Amias with sparkling eyes.
“You understand now? Edwin found out that I had an heir to the baron and tried to usurp the position by killing both my wife and I.”
“Nonsense is nonsense.”
Edwin swallowed the wind and wriggled like crazy.
“Everything that liar says is a lie!”
At that mont, Amias trembled as if he realized sothing.
“Sergeant Amias! Cut his throat right now!”
Amias gritted his teeth at Dionea’s intense gaze and angry urging.
“My older brother-”
Suck!
Edwin’s head rolled across the floor as he shouted sothing.
Amias’ ax spear was still emitting intense flas. Thanks to the flas burning the cut surface, not much blood splattered.
“Good job.”
Dionea’s cold eyes looked down at Ed Wynn’s head.
“You have avenged the baron.”
The hall fell into a strange silence.
It was a white-faced maid who greeted Dionea as she staggered back to her bedroom.
“Mrs. Boo!”
“Julie?”
The old baron lay in the lap of the young maid Julia, with the back of his head cut. He had a huge crack in his neck and was bleeding profusely.
“Your lord can breathe!”
“…what?”
Dionea’s fingertips trembled and she approached the baron.
“Squeeze off—”
The baron’s white eyes turned to his young wife.
“Julie.”
“Yes, your wife. Shall I call the priest?”
“no.”
Dionea looked down at the baron’s eyes and spoke in a calm voice.
“Go away.”
“……yes?”
“I will give you a vacation. Go ho and take care of the pumpkin.”
“What is that, Mrs. Boo?” The green-eyed woman gently stroked the confused maid.
“It’s a festival soon.”
“ma’am.”
“It would be a little lonely with just your family of three. Why don’t you invite your cousin in South Harbor?”
“What are you talking about? The lord-”
The maid, who was talking nonsense, made eye contact with Dionea and swallowed dryly.
“Go away.”
Hehehe, yes.” The maid left the bedroom with her shoulders shaking.
“Grrr-”
Dionea stood for a mont, staring out the window as Baron Mallory scratched the floor. In the distance, I could see the pass that went over Graduil Mountain.
“……Whoa.”
Dionea took a deep breath and knelt beside the baron. Then, he picked up a dagger that was rolling across the floor.
“Shhh.” Puduk pududeuk.
“Keep it off.”
The intermittent breathing stopped.
“Shh.”
Dionea sat on the bed and looked out the window while stroking her stomach.
It was towards the north where the cold wind was blowing.
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