My Villains Episode 091
24. Boss Phase (1)
I stood on top of the towering gate tower and looked over the reed field.
The bandit, which once numbered well over 1,000, was cut in half during the lengthy siege. According to the skirmishers, there were about 700 or so n, twice the number of soldiers guarding the wall.
“Isn’t it worth trying twice as much? All you have to do is defend.”
The one who answered my question was Lord Ariad’s servant, Acer.
“Not really. They have seven hundred words. They are the elite troops of Baron Kang Do, who made a na for himself in the central part of the continent.”
“Hmm.”
“Besides, look at the situation of the castle walls.”
At Acer’s chin, he glanced at the walls that stretched on both sides of the castle gate.
In the aftermath of the recent earthquake, more than half of the watchtower had collapsed.
In addition, at a point about 50 ters to the left of the gate, the wall was completely torn down.
A giant spear was placed in front of it, and bricks and stones were filled in at the point where it collapsed, but it was nothing compared to a solid castle wall.
“In this situation, taking all the magicians from the old gun (small ballista). Are you telling not to?”
As Acer grumbled with displeasure, all the gun eyes pierced in the middle of the castle wall were empty. Originally, the 5 nopo and 3 wizards who were guarding this place were all deployed in the harbor.
Was Acer talking loudly? The knight who was inspecting the enemies through the battlents looked back.
“Don’t grumble, Acer. The battle in the harbor will be twice as difficult as here.”
“Ugh. Sorry Sir.”
As Lord Ariad scolded, the main battlefield was not here, but the harbor.
Unlike the pirates, whose numbers decreased as they continued to suffer damage, the pirates stationed on the stone island across the bay were relatively intact.
In addition, the leader of the pirates, the ‘priest of the deep sea’ and his direct subordinates have not yet been revealed.
The priest of the deep sea, the father of the Unveiled Witch, was gnashing his teeth in anger at the loss of his daughter. It will definitely not be an easy fight.
Lord Ankir, who was standing next to Lord Ariad, smiled and said.
“And Acer. If you want to grumble, don’t bla the lord, bla the phoenix next to you.”
“…yes? You an Phoenix?”
“okay. Phoenix was the one who suggested turning all the old guns and wizards into the harbor.”
“Yes?”
Acer looked at with his sharp eyes wide open. I was just embarrassed and scratched my head.
“I ran into fish people when I went down underground.”
“Fishn in the sewer? however?”
“Looking at all those circumstances, it seed like they were on the sa team as the pirates. So I said that I need to be careful and gave the prince so advice.”
“…Ha, that’s how it happened.”
“Well, aren’t the magicians using great siege weapons anyway? Even if there was a long-lost and a wizard, it would have been such a big help O ”
“. How can that not help?”
“…is it.”
As Acer let out a weak sigh, Sir Ariad smiled lightly.
“Anyway, the final judgnt
was made by the lord. And what are you afraid of? The fire woman, the red bear, and even the bloody swordsman are here.”
“Ah Sir Ariad. Don’t say that.”
As I covered my face, Sir Ariad and Sir Ankir burst into laughter.
‘Fire Lady’ and ‘Red Bear’ were nicknas for El Ren and Utequai, respectively.
Ellen made a na for herself in the city through her performance in the Salt Castle, and her original nickna was ‘Fire Witch’. The fact that Lord Ariad called her a woman of fire must have purified her in her own way.
Utequai didn’t do anything in particular, but he got a nickna. Is it because it is so large and has a unique appearance?
Or maybe it’s because of the ignorant fist fight with , who has beco a na in my own way, every morning.
But that’s right. What is a red bear? A red bear? To be nicknad that way based on the color of your skin, everyone in this town must be racists.
anyway. and Ellen Utequai beca the trio with the most ominous, cheesy nicknas in South Harbor.
“by the way. It doesn’t show any signs of moving.”
“They’re not stupid either. Sir Ankir. The pirates must be waiting to shake the city first.”
Lord Ankir clicked his tongue briefly at Lord Ariad’s reply.
“Tsk, it’s a small army, but it looks like it’s going to be attacked by each group. It is impossible to empty the fortress, so it would be better to go first.”
The troops on the wall now consisted of about twenty cavalryn under the direct command of the 150 princes, 150 territories, and 150 troops of the gate guards.
Not only is the number of pages lacking, but considering that Yeongji-gun is a dogfighter, the average quality of the composition is poor.
Knowing this well, Sir Ariad shook his head.
“Are you going to charge with the cavalry? I’ll tell you in advance, but it’s definitely not a word.”
“Can’t we help the port side by driving them out quickly? They’re starving, so if you ride on the montum, they’ll collapse helplessly.” “I would rather have emptied the walls, but I can’t use such a reckless tactic. Have you already forgotten my lord’s request?”
“… Knock off.”
As Lord Ankir frowned in displeasure, Lord Ariad turned to and continued.
“Let’s trust Phoenix and his colleagues here.”
When people’s eyes gathered, I smiled awkwardly.
Just then, a soldier climbed onto the gate tower.
“Harold-sama, preparations are complete!” Upon receiving the report, the commander looked at Sir Ankir and Sir Ariad in turn. As the two knights nodded, the commander raised his voice.
“Beat the drum!”
Dung Dung!
Drums began to beat on the nearby walls. The ranks of the bandits lurking in the reed field shook slightly.
Kugu Palace!
The iron-clad gate opened with a harsh creaking sound. The gap was open enough for a carriage to pass through.
The restrained drumming, the gall of an excited horse, the prayers of a frightened soldier, the swearing of a hungry thief, the fluttering of a high flag, the cries of a clever jackdaw… Even
on that crowded battlefield, my keen hearing distinguished the heavy sound. The sound of footsteps leaving the gate.
When the sound of footsteps had faded enough, a large man appeared through the battlents.
Paralac.
White, black and red feathers danced in the wind. A hat decorated with dozens of feathers fluttered like a tail split in two like wings.
The tip of the long-haired cap, which would have reached around the calf if worn by an ordinary person, stayed at the waist because of the owner’s physique.
The man who had been looking over the reed field turned his head and looked up at the top of the gatehouse.
Of course, the tall man wearing a feathered coat and carrying a large dol was Utequai.
After leaving the wall and walking about 20 ters, there was no sign of nervousness on Godo’s face.
He just looked up at with his small, pitch-black eyes, devoid of any emotion.
For so reason, a laugh ca out and he gave a grin.
Then Utequai, a berserker wearing two-pronged combat makeup that passed through his eyebrows, cheeks, and chest with the blood of seabirds, snorted and spit on the floor.
…that bastard.
At that mont, Utequai’s chest swelled greatly. Then he turned his head and shouted.
“! Hatanka with Riku!”
…one real throat kills. Don’t you have a loudspeaker in your neck instead of vocal chords?
“Co out the boss!”
Utequai’s slurred and stiff pronunciation beca an unfamiliar and nacing proclamation thanks to a huge voice.
“Pay the price for killing my tribemates!”
Whoops.
Just then, a sea breeze blew from the south. The reed fields, which had been ruined by bandits, were swept away by the strong sea wind and lay down to the north.
“Hatanka’ae! Su-ray!” At first glance, it seed as if a field of reeds were overturned by the roar of Utequai.
No matter how loud their voices were, they couldn’t create a wind that swept the land, but the bandits were visibly agitated.
Lord Ankir, who was looking down at Munru with a blank face, opened his mouth.
“Surey on Hatanka? What does that an, Lord Ariad?”
“It ans to challenge the Great Warrior or sothing like that.”
“…that’s cool.”
uh? wait for a sec.
“Sir Ariad, do you understand what he is saying?”
Sir Ariad scratched his dirty chin and nodded.
“I had a connection with a certain tribe in the steppe when I was young.”
“So does that an Hatanka is a great warrior?”
“That’s right. It literally ans a warrior representing the tribe.” While the roar of the berserker exploded again, the old knight chose his words for a mont.
“It’s so strange to see the great warriors of the grassland in a place like this.”
Even during the leisurely conversation on the gatehouse, Utequai was yelling.
Utequai wore a dolma over his chin, showing off his overflowing spirit and strange rhythm. Then it was to move on.
One step to ‘Hatankae’, one step to ‘Surey’.
With the dolma slung over his shoulder, he stretched his shoulders and back and walked with pride
.
“Hatanka’aO! Su-ray!”
Six or seven archers with recurve bows jumped out as if the bandits didn’t want to. The archers, who quickly closed the distance by pulling the reins, pulled the strings with all their might.
Wedge liquid!
Half of the arrows that flew in that way missed in vain. The rest of them pumled their heads on the floor as Utequai’s shoulder tattoo glowed black
.
“Hatanka’aO! Su-ray!”
Another roar erupted in ti with the mysterious phenonon.
The morale of the bandits is clearly visible.
Utequai was closer to the bandits than to the castle gate.
At that mont, an excited demon ca forward. It was a magic bandit equipped with quite substantial armants, such as a round helt and a long-handled axe.
“This savage bastard with a loud voice!”
The crushed reed leaves were mixed with the dust behind the horses running at full speed.
…Well, I don’t think it’s a na. Could it be a looting captain?
Utequai seed unmoved even when he saw the bandits attacking him head on.
I just stretched out the dol and straightened the handle.
“Kyaaaap!”
As the predatory thief raised his ax with a roaring spirit, Dol started a heavy rotation.
“Huh!”
The dull spin accelerated in an instant thanks to Utequai’s monstrous strength and the weight of the pendulum.
baek!
The horse, which had been hit in the ear by a large boulder, was twisted to the side without being able to scream.
“Such a dog-”
The rider, too, could not finish cursing and his head was crushed.
Utequai stretched out both hands toward the sky, as if holding a ceremony.
“Athar Marta! Shiko rec’ne!”
Several lines of sight, including Sir Ankir and myself, turned toward Lord Ariad. The poor old knight opened his mouth with a laugh.
“…’Mother, watch over !’ It says.”
At the barbarian’s provocative action, a row of ill-tempered bandits ca out.
Like thieves who don’t know honor or manners, they attacked Utequai all at once.
However, arrows and javelins could not do any damage to him, and occasionally, when the weapon luckily touched the red skin, the black aura bounced off the enemy.
After dozens of bandits were defeated in an instant, the na finally ca out from the center of the enemy camp.
“Grrrr *purung* colloquial!”
A rough, heavy voice like boiling phlegm.
Skin as thick as a piece of stone and coarse hair sparsely protruding all over the body.
Arms stretched below the knee and saggy belly.
Her hideous naked body was exposed because she was not wearing a single piece of cloth.
It was the random na of the boss phase, ‘Scalded Ogre Haklio’.
…This kind of X, is the real Harklio popping out?
Harklio in the ga was the most evil among the random nas from the boss phase.
The spec itself is a gangster, but he is the worst na with annoying characteristics.
So far, I’ve fought ‘Poison’, ‘Ironbone’, ‘Golden Molly’ and t ‘Altar’. By the way, this ti it’s Haclio?
Are the real random elents filled with only the most shitty stuff…
Then soone pulled the hem of the cloak.
“trunnion.”
It was Ellen, who was sitting on a chair in the back.
“…What’s wrong with your face?”
“Why is my face?”
“You’re making an expression like a dog that’s been eaten. unlucky.”
Contrary to his harsh words, his eyes showed concern.
“You an I look like a dog, right?”
At my question, Ellen sighed in pity.
“Your stomach is quite twisted. So, stop picking up and eating anything you normally do.”
“…How can you not say a word?”
He smiled and supported Ellen’s hamstrings. Has he gotten used to it by now? Ellen was not surprised and leaned over with her arm around my neck.
“Now, our ‘Fire Witch’ has to step in as well.”
“Please don’t call that stupid nickna.”
“Bounce. With a good map.”
“…who likes it?”
“Who are you? Even the day before yesterday, when I was sleeping, I said, ‘The Fire Witch has appeared!’ Kek!”
Ellen, with her face reddened, strangled , so I kept my mouth shut as I moved toward the tower.
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