How high are you? (2)
The sound of children’s laughter filled the entire village.
It was one of those days where the sky was bright blue without a single cloud and the flowers decorated here and there were brightly colored today.
As if it were a world seen through the eyes of voices.
In the midst of all these busy people, Vlad sat quietly alone.
‘······.’
Vlad scratched his cheek for no reason as he looked at the people with smiles on their faces.
Vlad was too alien a being to enter their world, which was harmonious as one body.
He didn’t want to go in there either.
“Leader. thank you.”
“what.”
Vlad, who was pulled out of his thoughts by Goth’s voice, turned his head.
Until yesterday, we had been wandering down the street together, but suddenly it felt like Goat was standing in a different world.
The Goths within the family circle seemed so unfamiliar.
“A pig.”
Vlad turned his head to follow the direction in which Goth was squinting.
A whole roasted pig that rotates continuously with an apple in its mouth.
The village children looked excited as they nodded their heads in the direction the pig was turning.
“······The village chief gave it to me. Instead, I gave him 1 gold.”
Watching today’s wedding, Vlad remembered the old Jorge.
Whenever something worthy of celebration happened to the members of the organization, Jorge would send them a bottle of alcohol in the boss’s name, and the people who received it were very happy about it.
“Marie likes it very much. “You received the knight’s blessing.”
“······okay?”
If so, that’s it.
As expected, Jorge’s method was correct.
The presence of a male adult whom he could see and learn from for the first time was still showing Vlad how he should behave.
“You said the groom has relatives in Marcina, right?”
“It did.”
“Then, after this wedding, send your family there for the time being.”
After hearing Vlad’s words, Goth nodded heavily.
It wasn’t that Vlad couldn’t participate in this atmosphere simply because he was a stranger.
Unlike the villagers who were enjoying the wedding, Vlad was looking somewhere else.
“Go see. “I think it’s starting now.”
Although the wedding was brought forward by two days by Vlad, it was fortunate that it started safely.
“I see. “I have to go.”
With those words, the village’s half-finner and swindler began to run briskly ahead.
But today, he is probably a more confident man than anyone else.
Goth, who had proven himself through Vlad, hurriedly rushed into his position to brighten his sister’s future.
“Thank you to everyone who attended today’s wedding…”
The wedding ceremony began with a congratulatory speech from a priest from a nearby village.
The bride and groom waiting to enter while stepping on a red cloth.
“······this.”
But sadly, in Vlad’s eyes, rather than seeing someone happy, he saw a foreshadowing of a coming threat.
From afar, he could see Stefan looking at him with an embarrassed expression.
“Kid.”
“yes?”
“Give me just one flower from the basket.”
Vlad called the child holding the flower basket and quietly picked out the flowers.
There was one flower that caught my eye.
Congratulations Marie!
You must live well!
The bride and groom walk hand in hand as the priest calls.
The knight, who was about to leave, threw a red rose from afar for them.
Congratulations and cheers. And leaving the beautiful sight behind.
“It was a good idea to spread out the scouts as the driver said. “They say unidentified armed men are coming here now.”
“time is?”
“I think we can get there in two hours.”
After listening to Stefan’s report, Vlad quietly left the wedding hall with his face set.
“What should we do about the wedding? Shall we finish now?”
Hearing Stefan’s words, Vlad quietly looked back.
People in the same place but in different worlds.
Vlad wanted to complete the wedding for them as much as possible.
Wouldn’t protecting something mean having to protect a scene like that?
“······Let’s finish in ten minutes.”
The cheers of the people behind Vlad were gradually receding as he went outside.
So Vlad walked forward, leaving behind the red rose he had thrown.
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‘······Damn it.’
Colin spit, suppressing the curse that was rising inside him.
Colin’s eyes were turning red as he faced a completely unexpected sight.
“Are those hanging over there right now our kids?”
“······That’s right. “These are scouts we sent.”
I thought it would be an easy mission.
To be precise, it was just a trivial mission that he did not want to undertake.
However, the sight seen before one’s eyes was far from what Colin and his men had expected and imagined.
“······I guess there was an article hidden there.”
A wooden fence that has been erected in a hurry.
It was a flimsy wooden fence that looked like it could be broken down, but the corpses hanging in front of it were sending a strong warning.
The fence hanging death seemed to say that this place would not be easily crossed.
“What should I do?”
“What are you going to do? Should we at least retreat from here?”
Three scouts were sent, but they were caught without a single one escaping.
The soldiers were at a level that could not be handled by one village alone, so there was clearly something unexpected in the village.
“I take the lead.”
However, Colin did not hesitate despite someone’s explicit warning.
An easy mission also means that it is a mission that cannot be failed.
Colin, whose position had already been diminished due to the duel of honor in Deirmar, was a man who could no longer back down.
“Come out here!”
A powerful force that cannot be attributed to a mere bandit.
As if he would no longer hide his identity, Colin started shouting loudly and revealing his presence.
“How dare someone cut off the heads of my men!”
The wild boar’s cry, full of excitement and anger, began to echo through the wisteria village.
The village, which had been full of laughter just a moment ago, was now filled with anxiety that made it difficult to even breathe.
“If you don’t open the door right now, I’ll cut off your heads!”
If you open the door, I will spare your life.
Colin confidently shouted as if he was in charge, but the answer he received was only calm.
“Knight of Pylos. “Colin the Mudboar.”
With the man’s voice, the wooden door began to open.
So small that only one person can pass by.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, but I’m not happy at all.”
“······Who the hell are you.”
A blonde man walking out of town alone.
The man who looked like a knight at a glance threw the object he was holding at Colin instead of answering the question.
Touk-
Necks rolling at Colin’s feet.
Colin furrowed his brows as he looked at the heads of his subordinates, each with their eyes wide open.
‘Everyone got hit at once.’
There was no hesitation about the scar drawn on his neck.
This meant that it was cut with a single knife without a single deviation.
I don’t know who the knight in front of me is, but I can guess his skills to some extent.
“Today is a good day. Colin. So if you die now, I won’t blame you for your rudeness.”
“Didn’t you ask who it was?”
Blonde hair and blue eyes.
A knight with a splendid appearance that looks like an aristocrat, but whose spirit is as ferocious as that of an animal.
There was no way he wouldn’t remember a guy with such a strong impression.
“I’m sorry. “Didn’t you pull out your sword for me that day?”
“······what?”
A strangely relaxed smile stimulates anger.
It wasn’t the guy in front of him, but Colin remembered the driver smiling like that.
“Vlad of Shoara.”
Bayezid’s one eye.
That son of a bitch who inflicted a humiliating defeat on him.
“I am Lord Xayar’s squire.”
Now that I see it, it looks exactly like him.
The way he does it and the way he shakes it.
And even that smile that looks relaxed.
“Yes, Inome…”
Colin’s eyes, who had finally recognized Vlad, began to turn bright red with anger.
I remember a land filled with the scent of lemons.
One-eyed Joubert was laughing at himself and clicking his tongue.
And even the shining Pablo and the blonde brat.
“Bayezid, you dog!”
I finally remember.
The disciple of the knight who defeated him.
It was almost impossible to recognize it at a glance.
For the boy who had suddenly become a knight, his former shabby appearance remained only as a trace.
He looked so confident, as if he had been that way since he was born.
“I will kill you! “You northern bastards!”
What was once a trivial mission suddenly became a red-hot field of revenge.
That day I drew my sword to protect you, but not today.
Today I will kill you and erase the defeat of that day that I could not contain.
“Call, Colin!”
The angry boar caught its target with both eyes.
Colin, the wild boar of Pylos.
The assault leader, who had no idea about retreat, started rushing towards Vlad with a perfect move.
“shit! Follow me in! “Attack right now!”
“Follow Sir Colin!”
Pylos’ soldiers, who were disguised as bandits, also began to hurriedly charge, following their knights.
As trained soldiers, they maintain their formation even in sudden situations and rush to the fence.
“Kwaaaaaak!”
“It’s a trap, it’s a trap!”
However, Vlad did not waste the time given to him.
Traps made by experienced mercenaries and villagers began to attack the soldiers of Pylos from various places.
Wow-!
“die! “You son of a bitch!”
“It’s called Vlad of Shoara.”
Vlad, who blocked the boar’s charge with his whole body, gritted his teeth and smiled weakly.
Although we were unable to completely kill the running force and were allowed to enter the village, this might not be a bad thing either.
“Stefan! “Close the door!”
“All right!”
The door of the wooden fence, which was flimsy but functional, began to close.
Screams and blood began to flow through the wooden door separating the commander and the soldiers.
“I will kill you today and take your head to my master!”
“·····Now, if it’s about my neck…is it worth taking?”
It truly deserves to be called a wild boar.
Although they are isolated, their eyes are raised as if they are not looking behind them.
Although there was no delicacy, his innate dragon power was pressing down on Vlad mercilessly.
“······If that’s the case, then I’m glad.”
Colin’s eyes widened as he looked at Vlad.
The smile that I had thought resembled Xayar’s just a moment ago was now distorted and showing its true form.
No one else’s smile but only Vlad’s.
The beginning was noble, but the end was the smile of a cruel predator.
“Then how big is your neck?”
“what?”
A cruel smile that only a predator could wear appeared on Vlad’s face.
“How much is it for you?”
Stabbing the fastest dragon, Lindwurm.
Cut down the sharpest dragon, Nidhogg.
However, Vlad, who had never faced a life-or-death situation with the same human being, was always curious.
To what extent am I?
How far have we reached?
“Aren’t you asking to what extent I will kill you?”
Vlad was still chasing the shadows of the men who had guided him.
Because I wanted to resemble them and surpass them.
Where are you?
How far did it come?
Now was the time for the boy knight to check it out.
With his left eye closed, Vlad’s world began to burn brightly.
