The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Chapter 372

61. The Art of War (14)

Lord Ankir brought out a dog’s slap – no, the sight of the holy relic emitting white flames was certainly surprising.

Like dirty water being sucked into a drain hole, the miasma that permeated the wet ground coalesced darkly and swirled toward the flame. Most of the cavalrymen crossed themselves at the mysterious appearance.

However, even the shinbone of this ‘white shepherd’ had a limit to its power. Although the surroundings were being purified, whenever the swamp of death pulsated silently, the white flames consumed it, and the miasma was rising again.

That’s also true, ‘Asag’ was as huge as three or four counties put together. Of course, it was impossible to purify that vast land with only a span of holy oil.

In the end, turning a radius of about 230 meters into a temporary safety zone was the best the white shepherd’s shinbone could do.

“…A normal priest would do this much. If this was the case, I should have just brought Father Gospatrick.”

Lord Ankir, who had been elated, began to grumble upon realizing the limits of the holy relic he had obtained.

I was a little dumbfounded and burst out laughing.

“Kyung-do is quite greedy. Even this much is great enough… And reconnaissance is definitely a war activity, so you’re going to bring in a priest?”

“What is it about? It’s not like you’re going to charge into the enemy camp with a priest attached. I just want to pave the way.”

It was only words, Lord Ankir was well aware that his grumbling was meaningless.

Prior to the war with the Empire of Mittergerand, a fellow country of the Cult of Light, Prince Eulkar restricted all priests to work only in Andal-Biren. It might be for rear support or relief, but he couldn’t bring a priest to a reconnaissance mission like this one.

“This is so stupid.”

Lord Ankir swung his shinbone, which was burning white, as if estimating the range of the safe zone.

“It was Father Gospatrick who immediately awakened the power of this monster. The priest himself came here and pierced the road, and the thing he touched pierced the road. What are the two of them so different?”

“I’m blindfolded, but I can’t help it if I have to do this to survive.”

You may think that it is foolish to choose means and methods during war. However, if the priests were directly mobilized in the war between the Gwangmyeong Church, they could be excommunicated by both the El Ganore and Calandari denominations.

In addition, it was obvious that the enemy would be far superior to this side in terms of the number of priests. Considering the vast territory owned by Al Cenberg’s father and the duke of Topal, and the number of churches attached to it, it was a matter of course.

Under these circumstances, it would be a great disaster if the priests were recklessly moved and the enemies were given an excuse to mobilize the priests.

“Still, I don’t think the relic will go out anytime soon.” A prayer was written in Supakht (-語) on the paper wrapping the holy relic. Right after Lord Ankir stuttered and read the prayer, divine power, which he did not know where it originated from, was surging wildly.

“I think it will last longer than most of the priests… I’m not sure, so you’re satisfied with just experimenting today, right?”

“You don’t have time to relax, Sir Phoynix.”

He shook his head very resolutely.

“Isn’t it a situation where the enemy could attack even tomorrow? I’ll take this opportunity to check the maneuvering route. There is no need to worry about the dragon knights scouting, so it would be perfect.”

“Wouldn’t that be dangerous? What if that white flame goes out in the middle?”

“If you feel like it’s going to go away, you have to come back.”

“What if the relic goes out before you get out completely?”

“I have an antidote prepared. With that, you will be able to hold out until you return to Andal-Biren and receive treatment from the priests

.”

“….♦.Hmm.”

I thought for a moment and then scratched my eyebrows.

“No matter how much I think about it, it seems too dangerous…. For now, let’s be satisfied with the experiment and report it to the prince to find a better way.”

Lord Ankir contorted his face before I could finish my words.

“I thought that such a goddammit would agree to my ingenious plan.”

“What is the ingenious plan? After all,

you want to fill it with your body, right?”

“Aren’t we originally like that?”

“yes? What do you mean by that?”

“It is not the fate of knights like you and me to run into danger with your whole body.”

“…When I was appointed by the prince, I hadn’t heard anything strange like that.”

“It’s common sense that doesn’t need to be said. Also, having looked back on your past, I think you have an understanding in that area, Aoman.”

“Am I? Not at all. I’m the type to use my head rather than my body.” As Sir Ankir and I continued to argue, the other knights who had been standing in silence came forward. These were Sir Hendry and Sir Volsom, whom Prince Ulkar had picked up while passing through Alvivton four months earlier.

“As Sir Phoenix said, it seems dangerous to enter Asag so carelessly.”

“I think so too. Putting aside the danger…

Sir Ballsom took off his iron helmet and leather helmet to reveal his shaved head, wiping away the sweat on his head.

“Even if you rely on that bone to find a byway in the swamp, it doesn’t seem like it will be a meaningful detour.”

“A significant detour? What do you mean by that?”

“The range of safety is not very wide, and you can’t keep the ranks for a long time, are you? It would be the limit to maneuver around twenty or thirty cavalry at most, but what great effect would it have if only that amount of troops bypassed it?”

Lord Ankir made an astringent expression at the sharp point that was not like a bald head.

“No matter how few elite knights bypass it”

“The enemy is 15,000 Sir. Not one hundred and fifty or one thousand five hundred, but fifteen thousand. I don’t mean to disregard Lord Ankir’s bravery, but the enemy won’t budge even if the Lord becomes thirty and attacks from behind. After about two or three hundred people die, they will say, ‘I guess so.’”

The gigantic knight bluntly shut his mouth. Then, unlike his bald cousin, Sir Hendry, who had grown his rich blonde hair, smiled bitterly.

“In fact, even if it was just what Bolsom said, it would not be meaningless at all. The real problem is the monsters that live in the swamp.”

Winter on the highlands was dry and dry, but the marshes of death were filled with misty water. Lord Hendry lowered his voice as he looked around the ominous haze.

“That diseased land is famous for being the habitat of drakes. It’s not just drakes, it’s said to teem with leech golems, corrupted spirits, and giant slime trolls. If you run into a group of drakes while trying to take a detour, you will suffer a useless loss…

Lord Hendry continued, but I was already distracted.

Did the leech golem… give me around 800 experience points? Decaying Elemental and Poisonbubble Slime were 1000, Drake was 2500 and Swamp Troll was 3500.

The desire for experience point farming soars. Without a doubt, this must have originated from his ego as Kim Seung-soo.

“…I can’t help it. If that’s what you guys think.”

At the persuasion of the two knights, Lord Ankir was about to droop his shoulders.

“Well then…

I glanced back at the crowd and shrugged.

“Sorry, shall we just taste it?”

The knights looked at me with bewildered faces at my sudden change of attitude.

Unique equipment ‘Seal of the Dragon Slayer’ 30 set equipment ‘Death King’s Scale Belt’ and ‘Death King’s Scale Handcuffs’ 90 Special skill ‘Legendary Lineage’ 15 Basic values given in proportion to level and health Up to 6… Total 141.

My poison resistance.

If it was this much in the game, it would be safe to say that there would be no poisoning during the campaign. It is said that even if you drink a cup of deadly poison, it is enough to burp once.

Thanks to that, even in the midst of walking through the swamp of death, I only felt a little stuffy. It was different from the fellow knights who suffered from burning eyes or feeling sick to the stomach.

“Big.” Lord Ankir, who was dripping yellow mucus while holding up the shinbone of his patron saint, narrowed his brow. This is because the white flames started shaking uneasy.

“It will go off soon. I just have to go back.”

No one vomited on those words. Because the white flame lasted for more than three hours, I was able to get a rough idea of the surrounding geography, and the poisoning was so strong that despite the protection of the holy relic, symptoms of poisoning gradually appeared.

The symptoms of this poisoning intensified the further away from the patron saint’s shin bone. Since only ten people had been selected, they almost had an ugly fight for seats, claiming that if the mangjeong had forced more people to come, they would occupy seats close to Lord Ankir.

“If this is the case, I don’t know if I will be able to fight properly even if I take a detour.”

Sir Ankir sneezed loudly at me pulling the reins while standing in the lead, frowning.

“Are you okay sir? If you went far ahead, the miasma would have been worse.” “I’m fine. I guess it’s because I have a good stomach.”

“You mean bad? I don’t have a weak stomach either, but…

He leaned over on the horse and loosened his nose.

“Anyway, it won’t interfere with the *Kheung* battle. If we take this swamp as a detour, we can cross it in an hour if we decide to run.”

“What should it be?”

“And… this is something I imagined myself.”

Seeing my questioning gaze, he slowly opened his mouth.

“It was Father Gospatrick who awakened the power of this monster.”

“I know. Didn’t you say that before?”

“But awakening that power was like pouring holy power like pouring water.”

“What?”

“Then if I pour more divine power into it, won’t this flame last longer?”

“Ha, that’s a one-dimensional thought-”

I was about to laugh at Lord Ankir, but quickly shut up.

It had happened just a while ago that I was laughing at the miracle of holding a dog bone and then being surprised to see a real holy relic appear. Considering that lesson, Lord Ankir’s words might not have been entirely wrong.

“what. That might be the case… Then, if you want to pour more holy power.”

“I’ll have to get help from other priests. It would be nice if Princess Theodora would also help.”

“I think you might feel that you are too deeply involved in the war…. Well, let’s talk about it first.” “Yes, yes. I must also tell His Highness

. If our prince makes a special request, will the princess accept it without hesitation?”

As we rode on, talking about this and that, I saw something large and round in the fog in front of me. At first glance, it looked like a large boulder the size of a decent van.

“Nari that. Not before.”

“Shh.”

When the ponytail Fritz pointed at the faint figure with his horse’s head side by side, I quietly raised my hand and pulled out a javelin from the saddle.

Gidon, who was following, noticed that the situation was not serious and put a long arrow on the brain of the key chain that had pulled the string. The other knights also fixed their spears or drew their weapons.

Lord Ankir, who had lowered his face shield and pulled out his two-handed sword, whispered to me.

“Do you see anything?”

“well. I don’t know what it is…

I looked at the round shape with my eyebrows narrowed and got off the bicorn.

“I can hear you breathing.”

w O uh” —

“I’ll take a look and come back.”

It was a reconnaissance to secure a detour for the cavalry, so everyone brought horses, but the diseased swamp was not a very good terrain for horses to move.

Maneuverability was limited, and stealth was out of the question, as only hard roads were to be used between lands full of mud and puddles.

After quickly taking off my helmet and breastplate and hanging them on the saddle, I slowly approached in the direction where I could hear the sound of breathing with a lighter body.

Whoo- Whoa.

It was so small that it was hard to notice unless you raised your nerves. Apart from the low sound, it feels deep and heavy. Thanks to this, I was able to guess that the main character of the breathing sound was quite large.

His right foot stepped on the swamp and his left foot on the compacted ground. It wasn’t comparable to the bundle, but it was a secret movement, so it was worth taking pride in.

By the time the distance gradually narrows and you see that the vaguely visible shape is a huge mass of muddy flesh-

heheuh!

With the sound of heavy breathing, the flesh rose up.

Wow!

The silence in the fog was filled with screams that rang in the eardrums. My field of vision was also filled with a huge figure that could have been five or six meters.

Skin full of dead skin, belly fat that stretched long enough to cover the groin of the bent waist, nails sharp and black like an axe blade, rotting teeth on an aquiline nose, and eyes filled with black scars instead of white.

“That one!”

“Giant giant!”

As Lord Bolsom had shouted, the one who appeared was none other than a giant, among them a swamp giant.

The appearance of a monster with a connection to legend made them shudder, but none of the ten people gathered here were frightened.

“Huff” I landed on the solid ground and fired the javelin straight away.

Kkewong!

It was aimed at the eyes, but the swamp giant turned his head away with reflexes unsuitable for his size. But the javelin pierced his cheekbones and the giant let out a long scream.

“Gong-gyeo-billion!”

Even compared to the giant’s voice, the shout was not inferior to that of Lord Ankir. As soon as his shouting was over, the riders hit the reins without hesitation.

An ordinary villager would have run away after seeing the majesty of a swamp giant, but none of those gathered here did. In particular, the five knights, including Lord Ankir, charged the giant as if they were racing.

Tung/

A long arrow flew over the heads of the knights charging along the narrow road. It was a crossbow shot by Gidon. The swamp giant, screaming and fumbling for the javelin stuck in his cheek, lost his balance and staggered as the crossbow pierced the side of his neck.

“Huh!”

Lord Ankir swung his two-handed sword with great spirit. Disregarding defense, the attack slashed one of the giant’s thick legs to the extent that the bones were exposed.

The knights who succeeded him also left a series of large and deep scars on the swamp giant.

“X two arms!”

Fritz, who was riding a small horse compared to the knights’ war horses, was red-faced from the urgency of wanting to give the giant a bite to eat.

He took an ax from his waistband and threw it at the giant. The short-handled and small-bladed ax did not look threatening at all, but as soon as it was inserted into the giant’s thigh, it vomited a fierce current.

Jigsaw Jigsaw!

Just

before the giant, whose legs were hacked to pieces and electrocuted, I quickly drew my sword and threw myself.

“Ah Elo!”

My boots blew air at the starter word full of magical power, and I rushed at the giant, bouncing off like an arrow on a string.

A dark red blade sprouted from the black ice.

“Whoa!”

oh shit

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