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My Villains Chapter 147
38. Golden Mire (4)
While I was letting out a hollow laugh, Utequais let out an incomprehensible roar.
"o}o o}e o i"
The great warrior of Likuwa pound his chest, and rushed towards the Anupads. The feathers on his hat trembled, and the massive stone mace spun like a windmill.
Bark, bark!
The Anupads fiercely attacked. It was a foolish move.
The existence of a berserker warrior was often less capable than an ordinary warrior when not in a berserk state.
Nevertheless, the reason humans in the Middleworld harbored a vague fear of berserker warriors was because the terror they unleashed when gone berserk was beyond imagination.
However, Utequais was someone who boasted extraordinary strength even in his normal state. What would happen if such a person went berserk?
"Arrrr!"
With one swing, three Anupads were crushed. It was the monstrous strength he often displayed.
The second swing sent two Anupads flying. This too was not much different from his usual self.
The only difference was the almost non-existent interval between the two swings. The massive stone mace swept in all directions, leaving only a blurry afterimage.
"Goooo, Grrrr."
After wiping out the charging Anupads in an instant, Utequais chewed on some internal organ, whether liver or lung, and gasped for breath. Steam rose above his bright red skin.
The 'Seal of Predation' had been activated.
"Grrrr-"
His black gaze turned towards the Anupads surrounding him in a half-circle. Utequais found hostility in their eyes and without hesitation struck the ground.
"...Ha, I'm going to grind them all up."
At Amias's muttering, I followed Utequais with my eyes and clicked my tongue.
"The wound on his shoulder isn't healing. He'll soon run out of strength and collapse."
"What do you mean?"
Amias turned to look at Utequais with a bewildered expression.
The massive stone mace continued to sweep in all directions like a windmill. Every time the pitch-black gaze stretched long, the Anupads were crushed like grass.
"It doesn't seem like that..." Amias furrowed his brow as if he couldn't believe it. But my words were true.
The heavily injured Utequais couldn't leap about like that, naturally thanks to his berserk state. His overall physical abilities were dramatically amplified, and his vitality became tenacious.
Once the time of madness ends, Utequais's body would not be able to withstand it and would collapse.
I knew this well, which is why I could not rest easy despite Utequais's performance.
"Ha, damn."
I glanced at the fortress once and handed the backpack to Amias.
"Endure. With the support of the archers, you should be able to hold on."
"What? Then Phoenix..."
"To bring Utequais..."
As I was handing over the backpack, I felt my heart sink.
The backpack was torn long, seemingly from battle, and more than half of its contents had spilled out.
Ah, no wonder it felt light. Most of what was in the backpack was just miscellaneous items, but...
"Haa, fuck."
As I swore and looked around, Amias asked with a startled face.
"What's wrong?"
I closed my eyes quietly and let out a deep sigh.
"Lump is gone."
"...That piglet?"
There was bewilderment in his questioning voice. I nodded silently and wiped my face.
Yes, I know. There's no time to worry about a mere pig.
Creak.
I quietly calmed my mind and readjusted my grip on the knife. Then I turned to Ellen.
"How long will the Siren's spell take?"
"...Well, I'm not sure."
The guy bit his lower lip and added in a careful tone.
"Looking at the flow of the spell, it seems about halfway. Maybe."
"...Okay."
I turned to look at Utequais and once again drew up my blood energy.
General Ownshida was quietly observing the situation.
She had no reason to hurry. The arrows pouring from the fortress were annoying, but not a major problem. She had already blocked the rat hole, and the humans were becoming exhausted.
Growl.
Ownshida continued to push her subordinates in.
She had no regrets about the decreasing number. They were all old and weak, just consuming food.
Kke-aeng, kke-aeng.
A young male made a fuss next to the general. It was a beautiful Anupad with blue fur, named Pshaki.
Grrrrr.
Pshaki cried mournfully. His sister had died.
"Gooooo-!"
Ahead, a massive human roared more viciously than the Anupads. Pshaki's sister, the brave Pshaka, had her head smashed by that guy.
Kke-aeng.
The young male sought revenge for his owner and wife.
As Pshaki rolled over and made a fuss, Ownshida finally rose. The armor made of iron plates rustled.
She was enormous. Most of her own kind couldn't even reach her waist.
As the princess and general moved, countless Anupads retreated, wagging their tails.
Shortly after, Ownshida faced the berserk warrior emitting steam.
"Grr-?"
Eyes burning black stared up at Ownshida. For the berserk warrior, a life form larger than herself was always strange and new.
"Hm."
The tattooed berserk warrior gave a fierce smile. Before the exhaled breath could disperse, he charged at the general.
"Assaar, Malta!"
Following the bizarre roar, the berserk warrior swung his stone mace. The general raised a massive greatsword.
The young wild boar named 'Lump' struggled and squirmed.
Its desperate writhing caused the corpse pressing it to suddenly roll over. The wild boar, finally free after a long struggle, staggered and looked around.
Lump is a small pig, maybe about 6 kilograms.
To it, this world was too large, threatening, and harsh. No matter how much it looked around, It low view couldn't see anything.
Kek,
When its animal instinct was about to cry out, Lump quickly bit its tongue. Crying meaninglessly in a battlefield flowing with death was ridiculous.
Lump moved carefully. The carefully tied leash dragged behind it.
It avoided the corpses and debris scattered on the ground, and moved its four legs busily following a familiar scent.
Suddenly, while crossing a corpse, Lump spotted a familiar silhouette in the distance. It heart started beating. The knight with the hooked hair who had always held it warmly was there.
"Get yourself together, you crazy bastard-!"
Gone was his usual soft appearance. The blood-covered knight held his colleague and was shouting.
"You! You need to run!"
"Gooooo!"
"Kek!"
As the berserk warrior with black eyes swinging wildly made his arm movement, the blood knight tumbled on the ground.
Kke-aek-!
Lump unknowingly screamed and kicked It's legs. It was a sluggish movement unlikely of a wild boar.
Kke-aeng.
Lump cried sorrowfully. It resented itself for spending time indulging in peace and comfort.
It finally realized. The curse of the notorious viscount was far less powerful than the warmth It had never experienced before.
Looking back at itself, dulled day by day by being immersed in happy days, Lump shed tears.
Meanwhile, the blood knight and the berserk warrior continued their battle.
The blood knight killed the blue-furred Anupad, and the berserk warrior knocked down the massive general.
"Grrrr-"
The berserk warrior, who had been raging like a war god, knelt down. The flickering gaze had already disappeared.
"Attack! Those who want to die, attack-!"
At the blood knight's growl, the Anupads hesitated. Taking that moment, the blood knight flew in one breath and carried his colleague.
The blood knight carrying his massive colleague ran away almost like flying.
Kke-aek! Kke-aeng!
Lump cried urgently.
The blood knight couldn't hear it. The Anupads chasing behind were barking loudly.
The young wild boar desperately tried to reach the blood knight.
But its short legs became heavy shackles, and its dull senses knocked it down multiple times.
"Phoenix-! Quickly!"
A familiar voice was heard. It was the blonde witch's voice.
The normally annoying voice that it would hate hearing was now incredibly welcome. It could guess that the blood knight would head towards it.
"Quickly! The passage will close!"
Following the witch's voice, Lump's steps became urgent. It kept falling and rolling while running, but the voice never seemed to get closer.
Kke-aek,
Lump, stepping into a shaded place, fell violently. This time, because it had fallen quite hard, it wasn't easy to get up.
Kke-aeng— A powerless cry scattered in the air.
While staggering to get up, Lump suddenly discovered a familiar object.
A bag like a bundle, with a broken shoulder strap. It was the very bag the blonde witch always carried.
Lump approached the bag as if drawn by something. Like stepped on by someone's foot, a broken glass bottle was dripping liquid.
A sinister brown liquid. It was an object it had been watching for some reason.
Lump hesitated. It couldn't tell if this was the right choice.
If it struggled, it might miraculously escape. Then, it might meet the knight again someday.
Or everything might end right here.
Perhaps the dream-like two months might be the last flower to conclude it life.
The staggering young wild boar eventually buried its head in the trickling potion.
"Hurry inside!"
Ellen shouted back at my yell.
"Idiot, you come quickly too!"
"Aish, stop talking and get inside!"
I kicked up the spear lying on the ground and shot it in one breath. The all-out thrown spear left two Anupads skewered and rolling.
I quickly surveyed the passage.
The passage blocked by Siren's spell had been completely opened. Since they said it wouldn't last long, I needed to hurry.
"Steedman, Utequais!"
"Moved!"
The bald Steedman wiped the blood flowing from his eyebrows and reached out to Ellen.
"Ellen, you must go quickly!"
"Let go of this! Phoenix, hurry and come!"
As Steedman and Ellen bickered, I let out a sharp yell.
"You idiots! Just drag her!"
"Oh, understood!"
"Ugh, let go! Let go, you bald ground-dwarf!" As Steedman grabbed her arm and pulled, Ellen, who had been struggling, eventually disappeared beyond the passage. Following her, Amias, Mira, Cole, and Zhanabas vanished into the passage.
The Anupads who realized the situation rushed in like they were going crazy. I swung my arm, which drooped like wet cotton, and cut them down while stepping back.
As I was about to fall back into the passage,
Tuk.
"What the hell,"
Whether the spell's power had depleted, the passage closed.
The pit's floor was now seamlessly filled with soil that seemed harder than before.
"...Ha, what a dog-like situation."
Swallowing the swear words that tried to burst out, I quickly jumped out of the pit.
Now was not the time for leisure.
Precisely, there had been no leisure for about twenty minutes, but anyway.
The Blood Blade that had split the Anupads began to squirm madly. The power of 'Plunder' awakened it's body by sucking the monsters' blood.
"Heuk, Heuuu-"
The hot blood streams shooting from all directions cooled his even hotter breath. I ran wild as if I could fight forever, licking all directions while searching for a way out.
At that moment, a strange shadow revealed itself.
"...What is that?"
It was a bizarre creature. Something human-like, covered entirely in brown fur.
Holding only a broken sword while wearing not even a single piece of cloth, it dashed towards me with swallow-like movements.
Kang, Kang-kang!
The Anupads barked fiercely, blocking it.
Countless axes, swords, and spears rushed, but the shadow twisted its body like an eel, avoiding all the metal objects.
Every time Inyeong shook her body, the fur covering her entire body fell out in clumps. Looking closely, her arms and legs were gradually lengthening, and black fur was growing on her head.
The bizarre creature that suddenly appeared crossed more than thirty Anupad in an instant and stopped right in front of me.
"...What are you?"
Instead of answering my question, Inyeong handed me a rope.
"This."
A sturdy rope intertwined with leather, which had been in my bag.
As I took one end of the rope, Inyeong flew away.
Inyeong was now gradually taking on a form that was somewhat awkward to call a bizarre creature. The brown fur had already completely disappeared.
Her skin illuminated white by moonlight, black hair touching her shoulders, long arms and legs, and a body with soft curves...
The grotesque-looking Inyeong was transforming into a human, more precisely, a beautiful woman.
It felt like I was dreaming.
Under the faint crescent moon and starlight, the woman climbed a rocky outcrop.
Meaning she was leaping like a bird, stepping barefoot on small crevices and uneven rocks.
She was gripping the opposite end of the rope, which hung long like a tail.
The Anupad shot arrows, but not a single one touched the woman. Her movements were unpredictably bizarre.
The woman quickly climbed the rocky outcrop, caught her breath briefly, then threw a rope with a knife over the wooden fence. She then lightly jumped, touching the X point and name point of the fence before making a large leap.
"Uh—"
The woman successfully jumped to the height of the wooden fence, but the distance was too far. Unless she was a bird, it was impossible to float in midair and cross the fence about 3-4 meters ahead.
But she did it.
With a pop sound of bursting air, she struck the empty space. More precisely, she leaped by stepping on her left foot with her right foot.
"Damn, what is that?"
While I was standing with my mouth agape at this surreal scene, the rope in my hand was pulled strongly.
"...Hah, I don't know either."
I retrieved the Hrunting and immediately started running to climb the rocky outcrop.