Chapter 25
Chapter 25
Episode 25.
He wanted to move right away, but the sun was already going down.
Yuron fainted, and Deril and Sain also looked exhausted.
Even when Aiden thought about it, he couldn't remember sleeping properly recently.
"Sir, we will leave as soon as the sun rises tomorrow, so can you take care of us for just one night?"
"What kind of old man would refuse to talk to me? "Do whatever you want."
If you live alone in a remote place with few people, you will definitely feel lonely. But Aiden was a little puzzled.
"There must be someone waiting, but I can't see them at all."
"dead. He went out hunting and didn't come back. "I can't even remember how many years it's been."
"Why don't you ask again? "We will dispatch it to you."
"Arthur. "I have no intention of putting useless young people in the outskirts and blocking their advancement."
"There will be too many applicants."
It was obvious that those interested in the sword would gather from all over the empire. Because he is an attendant of the Sword Saint.
"done. What did Shinsu plan to do? Are you going to starve?"
Deril came over, grinning.
"Who am I? I'm Deril the Demon Hunter. There is quite a bit of by-product collected for sale. haha."
The eyeballs of a one-eyed man, the testicles of an incubus, and the tendons of a dwarf are traded at high prices.
When Deril opened the backpack, Unipeg smelled the food like a ghost and rushed towards him.
"Wow!"
Deril was startled and fell backwards. Sein smiled and looked at Unipeg.
He wanted to touch it, but he seemed hesitant for fear of being treated badly.
Unipeg stuck his nose into the box of by-products and sniffed.
"Shall I open it for you?"
Sein carefully opened the cover and the foal started eating.
"That paladin. Have you decided on a name for this child?"
He didn't have anything in particular in mind.
Aiden used a whistle when handling Petra, but did not call her name. Petra was originally a title given by the church.
"Call it whatever you want. "I don't mind if you build it for me."
"Is that really okay?"
He had no idea why the man was smiling so brightly.
"That's okay."
Sein thought for a moment and drew something in the air with the tip of his index finger.
A stream of blue light flowed from her fingertips and she wrote words.
Aiden was an unrecognizable letter.
"Yupe. how is it?"
"Is this an abbreviation? It doesn't matter as long as it's easy to sing. "Let's do that."
Gielran, who was listening next to him, muttered.
"It also symbolizes nobility in rune language."
"that's right. "It also means pure white."
"It doesn't look that bad."
Aiden nodded and approached the colt, who was absorbed in his meal.
"Yupe."
He bent down and stroked his head.
"Your name is Yupe from now on."
Yupe seemed to understand what was being said and made a happy noise. The eyes reflected in the lantern light were shining brightly.
Aiden looked out the window.
Night had already arrived, coloring the snowy field in darkness.
"Everyone, take a break. "We must leave as soon as the sun rises tomorrow."
Deril and Sain nodded and roughly laid down their seats, and Aiden asked Gielran politely.
"Can I do you a favor?"
Geomseong smiled as if he had been waiting.
"Let's see what your skills are, kid."
*
The territory of Viscount Iceland in the northern part of the empire.
Hasty footprints were left in the pure white snow.
Three men ran across a snow-covered field with white faces.
Someone started to fall behind.
"What are you doing! "Squeeze all the strength you had from breastfeeding!"
"Don't slow down, you bastard!"
Despite the urgent cries of his colleagues, the man gradually lost his speed.
"Shit."
The man in the lead shouted as the large man turned and headed towards his exhausted companion.
"lakh! Are you so crazy that you want to be hunted too?!"
"Then should I throw it away? You too, go first! hurry!"
"Fuck."
The man who was in front also immediately ran to his colleague who was behind.
The two of them supported the other and started running again.
The man who was being helped tried his best to move his feet, but his legs had no strength at all.
The lower body, limp as if worn out, was dragged across the snow field.
It couldn't be helped. These Mutan Village militia members had been running non-stop all day, so there was no way they had any stamina left.
"...Leave it and go. "If this continues, we will all die."
His eyes were already half-open.
"Stop talking bullshit and shut up. "Just think about your mother."
"Yeah, you bastard. Are you going to let me die in that fucking castle? Or run."
They managed to escape from the farm and now had to leave the territory.
They had been thinking of going to the nearest diocese and asking for help, but it was actually impossible.
This is because most of the nearby religious denominations withdrew to the south. To avoid the demi-humans moving south.
Other territories within the radius were also empty.
It was Paladin Tyrun's evacuation operation, but it was a failure at this point.
Because he was defeated on the farm. He lost his entire army to a vampire and barely survived alone.
There was no room to reorganize the punitive force, so the Icelandic territory was virtually abandoned.
It was a problem that could be solved only after discussions on retaking the Holy Land were over and manpower was released.
These three people also roughly understood the situation.
"...Where are we going?"
"Going south. God will definitely help you. For sure."
"god? It's good. "I'm just wondering what more I can give you to help you."
The enormous donations that the lords gave to the church came from their blood and sweat, so they deserved to be repaid even in times like this.
It seemed like one thing was missing.
The exhausted man pushed the group away and fell face down in the snow.
"Please leave it alone. "If this happens, they will catch up."
"You idiot! "What are you going to do with your mother?"
"So it's like this. "Go quickly."
If they were completely wiped out, there would be no porridge or rice. Someone had to survive to ask for help from the church.
The two men chewed their lips.
"I hope you succeed. "Fuck."
At that time, a sernut appeared from the forest they had just escaped from.
It looked similar to a human, but its eyes were red and the epidermis of its face was shriveled hideously.
It was an incongruous shape, as if the skin of an old man had been put on a young man's face.
They laughed and walked slowly, wondering what was so funny.
They played pranks by walking over the footprints left by the men.
The faces of the three fugitives turned whiter than snow.
"How can you already..."
One of the chasers burst out laughing.
"What should I do? There were plenty of opportunities. No wonder they ostracized us. "You don't really believe that, do you?"
"Ugh, I guess that's really what happened?"
To the vampires, all of this was entertainment. They were playing hunting, like a cat releasing a mouse and then capturing it again.
They would tire of it soon enough.
If your cat gets tired of the toy, his or her interest will decrease.
"Shall we eat here?"
"No. Let's peel it in front of everyone. "Cut off your limbs too."
"Are you okay? "Others wouldn't even dare to run away."
"yes. "Humans can't stand pain even if they die."
Those giggling guys had already arrived right in front of the man.
The militia were frozen in fear and could not move. Ordinary humans could not bear the gaze of a vampire.
At this point, even atheists start crying out for God. As if grasping at straws, they beg to be shown mercy just once. They were bound to pray earnestly.
The same was true for men. They believed in God, but eventually doubted it. There was still no hill to lean on other than God.
The hideous vampire gently stroked the large man's cheek.
"Please save my life..."
"I'm sure they'll be asking you to kill them soon? "You hate being sick more than dying."
It was a moment when he had no doubt that God had turned away from him.
Wedge! The air behind him screamed. The fur all over his body stood on end. The sound got closer in an instant and the vampire burst out laughing.
As soon as something grazed the large man's earlobe,
the devil's arm was pulverized into powder.
Black blood and pieces of crushed flesh splashed onto the man's face.
He didn't even have time to acknowledge the situation.
Where the vampire flew far away, there was a huge blade sticking out.
It was like siege equipment to bring down a castle wall.
The vampires all became agitated. When the fugitives turned their heads back, they saw someone approaching.
A knight wearing platinum armor and driving a huge war horse.
"West Paladin..."
He ran at full speed and passed the men. A few more followed behind them.
"Capture him alive."
"Yes, I confirmed it!"
"All right!"
It was Deril and Yuron.
Aiden instantly snatched up the vampire who was trying to run away and pinned him to a spike attached to the horse's saddle.
Pajik! A spike pierced the vampire's chest and stuck out.
He immediately captured another animal, fastened it to the saddle, and looked at Yuron and Deril.
As Deril bound the vampire with chains, Yuron cut off his legs with a knife. So that you can't run away.
There were three in total.
The militia just watched with dumbfounded expressions.
Aiden ripped the vampire, who had lost an arm, from the spikes.
When Aiden grabbed its neck and lifted it up, it went crazy.
It screamed and threatened with its long fangs.
Key eeeeeeek!
Aiden looked at him with a calm expression.
"When I heard it, it was said that humans hate pain more than death. "Are vampires any different?"
He immediately tore off the remaining arm. The thing let out a terrible scream and howled.
"Pray for me to kill you too."
Then, he twisted and tore off one of his legs.
The vampire's red pupils burned even brighter.
When Aiden placed his hand on the remaining limb, the desired answer came out of the bastard's mouth.
He immediately folded the spine and threw it away in the snow.
Yupe jumped out of Aiden's arms and started eating the vampire's corpse.
To the militia, this whole scene didn't seem real.
"Keep the other two alive."
"I understand."
"I will tie you up tightly."
Aiden got off his horse and approached the frozen men.
"He's a paladin. "Are you guys Young Jimin?"
The men could not speak properly as if their throats were clogged.
Aiden imbued the tip of his index finger with divine power and held it in front of their eyes. Only then were the men able to calm down.
They immediately collapsed on the floor.
"Eyes of God."
"I meet you, Holy Knight."
Aiden immediately helped them up.
"I asked if it was Young Ji-min."
"That's right. We are militia from Mutan Village."
"Did you run away from the farm?"
"sorry. We are just..."
"We are not trying to punish. "I will ask about the farm situation and structure, so come to your senses and answer straight."
The large man gathered his chest and slowly opened his mouth.
"...The vampire is over 40 years old and is ruled by a so-called pureblood. The number of people is quite large as they have even captured the residents of nearby villages and imprisoned them in the manor. "They force them to reproduce, and they hunt and eat three nuts a day."
Aiden nodded.
"let's go."
The big man spoke cautiously.
"Actually, a holy knight visited not long ago, but one of them was so strong that he ran away..."
Aiden climbed into Petra.
"I am different. Get in the back."