Chapter 75

My Villains Episode 075

20. City of Confusion (4)

The gallows installed in the center of the square were hidden by military tents. Thanks to this, we found the gallows only after walking through a crowd of soldiers and refugees.

Six or seven prisoners were tied to the gallows. The prisoners were literally immobilized with both wrists and necks bound to a large pillory.

Among them, Utequai immediately stood out.

All I could see was the back, but... Compared to the others, the overwhelmingly large, long, drooping braided hair The night sky tattoo engraved on the back was a feature that could not be confused.

I hurriedly approached the gallows, but fearful soldiers guarded the prisoners.

Um... I’ve been here for a while, but what is this?

“Ponyx?”

” hmm?”

I turned around at the familiar voice and saw a woman standing at the corner of the gallows.

She was wearing a helmet that looked big at first glance, but her slender figure and sharp eyes were very familiar.

“Arnal?”

“You are right!”

It’s a city the size of the palm of your hand, so you seem to know people everywhere you go.

Ellen tugged at the seam on my shoulder as I approached Arnal with a puzzled look on my face.

“I’ll drop you off here and go.”

“huh? why?”

“I hate hanging around like this in front of other people. hurry.”

“Why are you suddenly like this all of a sudden?”

“Stop talking and hurry up.”

I sat Ellen on a pile of materials piled up near the tent. He glared at me with a sullen face, then turned his gaze to the wand. It was next that I approached Arnal.

“What are you doing here?”

“Don’t you see? You’re on guard.”

“guard? Why are you?”

“Because of this.”

Arnal wore a sleeveless leather tunic over a thin linen shirt. Thanks to that, when she slightly raised her arm, the outline of her thin but strong forearm was clearly visible.

I nodded when I noticed the bandage wrapped around the forearm.

“Ah, are you doing this because you got hit by an arrow?”

“Because an archer who can’t even protest is useless. Now, he has been kicked out by the guards. but what happened to you Didn’t the sewer go down before the earthquake? Did you manage to survive without being buried alive?”

I explained roughly what had happened to Arnal, who chimed in with a friendly face.

As the short story came to an end, she opened her mouth in amazement.

“Mr. Luke was a necromancer? Is he a good-looking grandpa?”

“You sound like Mr. Luke. My teeth still grind when I think of how close I was to that motherfucker.”

“Wow, this is a bit shocking...”

“That’s okay, what about Grania?”

Arnal, who was brightly colored, suddenly took on a heavy expression in response to my question.

“Probably locked in a salt castle. It’s been a few days since I lost the news.”

“...The news is lost? why?”

“Because of Uncle Gilius and Pharrell, I transferred to the Royal Guard. Five days ago

.”

“however?” “It’s quite unlucky, the earthquake happened the very next day. The castle walls are crumbling and bandits are flocking in, but the lord of the castle is jumping out... If it wasn’t for Prince Ulkar’s commanding officers, the city would have already collapsed. Silver Prince (銀王子) Silver Prince, so he deserves his real name.”

He calmed down Arnal, who was admiring him instead of talking.

“Don’t leak the other way and talk about Grania.”

“ah. Anyway, after that, the prince seized the castle lord’s family and locked them up.” “I heard about that. You said you were in the salt castle?”

“huh. At that time, several members of the bodyguard came along, but Grania and Mr. Gilius must have been there as well. So I haven’t seen it since the earthquake.”

oh my head Things got very messy.

Whether it’s because of Grania or the intruder, I have to go to the salt castle at least once.

“Then why is that bastard doing that?”

“Oh, that savage?”

Arnal caught a glimpse of Utequai, who was limp and tied to the gallows, and said with a slight click of his tongue.

“Tsk- he beat up the guards.”

“A guard?”

“huh. Did you know that the guards moved to the Boathouse Inn?”

.” did it happen now? This guy is completely ignorant.

“Erpe Th-rab–.”

“What is he saying now. Come on, come to your senses.”

“Urwha?”

Utequai murmured something in a hushed voice.

As I slumped down in front of him, Ou Tequay blinked his little eyes a couple of times. Then he raised his black eyes and looked down at me.

“Darran tanka?”

“I can’t understand you because you speak Milanol.”

“...What’?”

You finally speak something I can understand.

“You, what is this? They let me into the city and gave me money, so why are you doing this?”

“You don’t care.”

“It doesn’t matter, this sick moan.”

I swallowed my curse words and continued.

“Aren’t you going to be executed tomorrow?”

“know.”

...What is this bastard?

“Does this madman know what the situation is? are you going to die tomorrow Whether they are hanged or cut off, they search anyway.”

“No regrets. my life is not short have several sons I cannot go home.”

“What are you talking about, this bastard...”

He looked desperate, not befitting the name of a berserker. I smiled and asked him.

“Did your father or something leave you a will before he died?”

“...testament?”

“Yes, advice. I don’t know? The last thing I said before dying.”

“......ah. Majemu.”

“Mezemu or whatever. Did that person say this? Did I tell you to search in vain in a foreign country, not even in your hometown while handing over your belongings?”

When I shot him ironically, his expressionless face seemed to crack.

“...You don’t care. good.” “Nope? Where should the bastard of a death row inmate go?”

“People from your father’s shaman tribe. A corpse lying around outside? Aren’t the thieves who killed those people swarming outside the castle? But the son of a son did not intend to take revenge, and he made a bottle god. And now your mother is preparing to fly away? Yes, it’s like a puck in the afterlife. Utequai had an expressionless face with his lips tightly pressed together, but he was clearly angry. It was clear when he saw that his already reddish face was burning red.

“...Darr’ve erap teasing me. Is that your purpose?”

Of course not. The reason I came here is...

There are a total of 9 classes in the Dark World. Necromancer, Swordsman, Berserker, Kwonbeop, Arcane Hunter, Paladin, Soul Shaman, Minor Wizard, and Blood Knight. Each one of them is a hero and a savior who will save Middle World.

Of course, Utequai might not be a hero, but a lunatic like Luke. It’s not a very kind character to beat people and cripple them.

Even so... is it okay to let Utequai die?

I sighed heavily and opened my mouth.

“What if I free you?”

“...what?”

What filled his eyes was not hope, but the light of disbelief.

Looking at those eyes, I suddenly think of the words, ‘Bully a good man, my own good’.

In Utequai’s eyes, my sudden approach would seem to have other intentions.

That’s not a huge mistake. I’m going to use him as a meat shield, not as an ally.

“If I save you. What would you do if I set you free?”

“...Tell me what you want.”

“Follow me and follow my orders. Then someday I will give you real freedom.”

“red. I am my mother’s warrior. Darran tanka cannot be commanded.”

“You’re talking shit again. So you’re just going to follow it like this?”

“I said It doesn’t matter if you die.”

“Don’t lie, you want to live. I have to take revenge and go back to my hometown.”

Utequai kept his mouth shut. I brushed my ass off and stood up and told him.

“I’m going to go, so think about it.”

“worry?”

“okay. Do you really want to die like this or do you still have work to do? Think about it.”

Leaving Utequai silent, I descended the gallows.

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