The Blood Knight’s Villains

My villains episode 500

interlude. Prince’s Inheritance (4)

When the atmosphere in the military camp calmed down for a while, Phoenix opened his mouth.

“For now, there is no one who can replace the prince. You all agree’?”

“of course.”

“That’s right.”

The knights expressed agreement by speaking briefly or nodding their heads.

“But it is my opinion that until he returns, there should be a person in charge, at least temporarily, and that should be me.”

An unknown silence lingered.

Ankir frowned, as if he was confused about what he had heard.

“He? You mean, Your Highness?”

“yes. Prince Ulkar.” “

Did you just say

‘until the lord returns’ ?”

” yes.”

The giant knight showed a sense of bewilderment with an eye the size of a bell.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“It is as I said.”

“Do you believe that your lord will return? sincerely?”

Phoenix shrugged and replied to Ankir, who leaned his upper body forward as much as he could at any moment.

“Of course it won’t be easy. But you can’t just leave your hands alone, can you? You should try something.” “…Do you have any idea what Sir is talking about?”

“why? Do you not understand Lord Ankir? I don’t think I said anything too difficult.”

“No, I mean-”

Ankir swallowed in a breath as if speechless and full of energy. Instead of him, Ariad expressed his absurdity in words.

“Sir Phoenix. Judging by the circumstances, Your Highness has been transferred to the dark world among other dimensions. Do you still think he will return?”

“I’m not saying you’ll definitely come back, it’s just that it’s not impossible.”

“…haha. Do you know how to say such absurd things? It seems that I still did not know anything about the sutra.”

When Ariad burst out laughing, this time it was Liam. There was something similar to pity in his gaze toward Phoenix.

“kyung. Do you know where the soul goes when a person dies?” “yes? uh- well What is it, will you be embraced by the Lord?”

“…very few are. Only those who have been chosen by the Lord can reach the realm of Nakto (樂土) light. Those who enjoy such blessings are often called saints or blessed.”

Liam hardened his face and sighed.

“It means that they are so rare that one or two people appear every century. Except for such extremely exceptional cases, the souls of the deceased usually go to the underworld. I’m not talking about leaning on the teachings of the church. That is the common testimony of those who handle many mysteries.”

“Ah- yes. Yes.”

While the red knight scratched his chin and ruminated on ‘common sense as a phoenix’, Liam calmly added his words.

“During the battle at Zelntree, Sir died for a short while. Do you remember?”

Phoenix recalled his first confrontation with Hopeken Seongbaek, a vassal of his father Buckard and the sword master of the empire.

He engaged in a close match with the old twin swordsmen and was fatally wounded by an unexpected male and female. Bubbling acidic slime clung to his face, and a dagger like an awl was lodged deep in his chest.

“While Princess Theodora and the other priests were restoring Sir’s body, the ‘Half-Elf’, a shaman from the Western Steppe, held his soul.”

“It was.”

“Wizards and priests were all shocked. So did the knights. A young woman who had just undergone a coming-of-age ceremony defied the laws of nature against the gravity of the underworld. Even though it was a pagan thing, it was definitely something that could be called a miracle.”

“…Suddenly bringing up that story”

“It is so difficult that it cannot be compared with the half-elf’s miracle, ‘Death Delay’, to cross the dimension. The reason is clear enough that even I, a stranger to the mysteries, can understand.”

The knights nodded at Liam’s assertion. Hilter, who had been sitting silently, agreed.

“Besides, it’s not the Underworld, it’s the Dark World. Among the dimensions of evil, it is called the throne…

His words spoke for the world’s views.

Civilized people in the present world or in the middle world are aware that the world consists of a total of nine dimensions. Based on the middle world, it was a general idea of the world to regard the light world, the heaven world, the eternal world, and the spirit world as the ‘dimension of good’, and the rest of the dark world, the underworld, the salt system, and the phantom world as the ‘evil dimension’.

Looking at Phoenix, who was sitting there, Liam concluded.

“It is impossible to return those who have transferred to the Dark Territory. It would take a miracle as much as raising the dead, no more than that. In a word, my lord-”

He fell silent for a moment as if swallowing something that was rising. And he barely finished his speech.

“Your lord will never come back.”

Phoenix quickly opened his mouth before the audience was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere.

“You are too negative.”

“I’m just facing reality.”

Liam comforted Phoenix with sad eyes.

“I also understand your heart a hundred times. But now-”

“I understand, what do you understand? I am also speaking the truth.”

“Sir Phoenix.”

“Whether it’s the messenger of the dark world or that bad guy, I’m going to capture it.”

“….what?”

“It’s about capturing someone who has the ability to travel in and out of multiple dimensions and figuring out how to do that.”

Phoenix explained again to the knights who did not readily understand his words and looked blank.

“People here will know that I reported to the prince about the Dark Knight. I’m thinking of starting with him.”

“…nonsense.”

After venting his anger once, Langbolt, who had been silent, let out a cold sigh.

“I already know that there is another monster. But what? Are you going to interrogate him? Are you going to torture me by saying things like ‘Cooperate in saving this devil’s lord!’?”

“…Uh, that’s it. The context is roughly the same.”

The red knight scratched his eyebrows with an embarrassed expression. The Blue Knight yelled out loud.

”You stupid-!”

He raised his fist to break the table. And at the last moment, he quickly let go of his anger and tapped the table with his flat palm.

“…Sir Phoenix. please. Please think

about it.”

A look of exhaustion and frustration filled his face, which had somehow calmed down his tantrum.

“Let’s say we find a way to travel between dimensions, as the Lord said, and find a way to search every inch of the Dark World, which is as wide as this middle world. How long will it take until then?”

“…but you’ll have to try it.”

Phoenix tilted his head slightly.

‘I fell into this world around this time last year, and assuming I’ve cleared Chapters 2 through 5… Dark Territory is the last chapter, but there’s a way to get in and out from the underworld.’

“…I think it will take about two or three years.”

“Twenty three years.”

Langboldt burst out laughing.

“In other words, it means that your lord must survive at least two years in a place worse than that hell.”

“Why are you not talking? Am I wrong?” “no. you’re right.” Langboldt was about to say something, but turned his head away and closed his eyes.

Ankyr, who seemed a little hopeful, muttered a small curse, and Liam still looked depressed. Ariad looked up into the sky with an expressionless face, and Filter let out a sneering sneer.

“So.”

Phoenix questioned them calmly.

“So you won’t?”

“Are you giving up? Is it because the odds are extremely low?”

“Looks like they want to turn us into disloyal bastards.”

Although the words were harsh. Langbolt’s eyes were emotionless, as if he wasn’t even angry anymore.

“What Hana-gyeong is talking about now is neither loyalty, fidelity, or loyalty. It is an obsession that eats moths at oneself, an lingering attachment that puts those around it in pain, and a foolishness that everyone will laugh at.” “It could be.” Phoenix nodded gently.

“I know that my plan has little chance of success.”

“The prince may have already died and his soul has been cut without a trace. Almost two weeks have already passed.”

Phoenix recalled the scenery of the Dark World. To encounter that horrific place that I had been facing on a flat screen as a reality. It’s hard to imagine.

‘Iljin went over with him, but I don’t know if he will cooperate with the prince. Even if they join forces, it won’t be easy… to survive.’

He brushed off his short thoughts and continued.

“Has the prince given up on himself?”

“I don’t think so. You will be struggling. I think you are struggling to come back somehow in order to survive.”

Some sought God in low voices, some cursed bitterly.

“It is natural to remember and miss a comrade who has left. It’s the right thing to do.” Langbolt stood up, speaking in a low voice.

“But please don’t make the rest of your comrades suffer because of that sadness.”

“Sir Langboldt.”

“I will leave.”

“I’m not done talking yet.”

Before the blue knight left the encampment, the red knight got up first.

“Before the ultimate goal of saving the prince, we have work to do.”

“A thing to do?”

” yes.”

Phoenix looked back at the five knights sitting at the table.

“Remember the last words the prince said.”

At his words, those gathered in the tent let out short moans, narrowed their eyes as if stabbed by something, or held their breath.

“Why is no one talking? Did you even weave a new one without me? Did you make a rule that you shouldn’t bring up the story of Princess Yuril?”

“Stop talking nonsense. What about Princess Yuril?”

“’What did you mean’? Sir Ankir. Did you just say that?”

The red knight cursed loudly and then put his head down.

“Are you pretending not to know, or are you a real asshole? Shouldn’t we find the princess and bring her to her?”

“When you ask, from whom do you mean? Under the protection of her father, His Majesty Lionel III-”

“Protection? Locking them up in a convent and using them as hostages is what Sir calls protection?”

He shouted over those gathered at the table at the other knights and officers who surrounded him.

“Even when the prince was in good health, the princess suffered countless assassination and kidnapping threats. What will happen if even his army evaporates like this?”

“If I could die of old age as a nun, I would be very lucky. It wouldn’t be too bad to break out of confinement and be sold to an old lord. However, it seems to me that the princess’s stepsisters will not allow that to happen.” Zacharys’ hatred of Ulkar was well-known throughout the kingdom. Now that Prince Silver, the greatest warlord in the kingdom, has disappeared, how will Princess Yuril, who served as the reins to control him, be treated by the crown prince

… While pretending to be a prince, behind the scenes he was a man with a number of sexual perversions that were embarrassing to mention. Rumors had spread throughout the capital that Yuril had tried to break into her bed about six or seven years before she was called the most beautiful woman in the capital.

“Are you saying you’re going against His Majesty the King and the royal family of Zeore, Sir Phoenix?”

When ‘Dire Dog’ Ojori asked with a hardened face, Phoenix shook his head resolutely.

“no. I’m just trying to save my lord’s beloved younger brother from the swamp of misfortune.”

“What are you going to do with him?”

“We will save the prince together. And if that fails.”

The red knight’s eyes flashed black.

“I will help Princess Yuril inherit the princely inheritance.”

“…Master’s legacy?”

“yes.”

He walked past the knights and officers and wizards.

“I will save the prince. And

thanks to the cloths of the military tent pulled back, I faced the soldiers who were watching the meeting.

“I know it’s not easy. I know it’s close to impossible. I know the odds of failure are much higher. Even though I didn’t shout at the top of my voice, the voice filled with magic spread quickly through the wind

.

“I will save Princess Yuril. If he cannot save the prince, he will make the princess his heir. And I will ask what do you want!” Phoenix’s voice gradually grew louder and louder.

“If you want the right, I will bring back the things that should belong to the prince!”

The tightly packed sergeants and soldiers held their breath and focused their eyes on him.

“If you want revenge, I will happily do it! Because that is what I want!”

The red knight threw a question as he glared at the audience with black, sparkling eyes.

“What will you guys do! Are you going to curl up and run away like a

lost dog !”

At that time, Fritz, the ponytail, and Golman, the foreman, pulled a cart from somewhere. They rolled the cloth over the cart and poured it in front of Phoenix. All kinds of gold, silver, jewels, armor, and weapons were piled up knee-high in an instant.

“Then get off immediately! Take a bite of this insignificant booty!”

Phoenix’s own soldiers brought the cart one after another and scattered the contents, but the silver prince’s soldiers didn’t move as if they were nailed to their place.

“If not! If you want to follow me and bite and tear your master’s enemies to shreds!” visor!

He drew a long, heavy heavy sword and raised it.

“Raise your spear and answer me!”

A chilly wind passed through the camp. The silence was brief.

The silver prince’s camp was filled with the color of white steel and the angry shouts of 1,500 elite soldiers.

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