hotmtlnovel Chapter 482
Chapter 482
My Villains Episode 482
66. Silver Prince (37)
“Poi. trunnion?”
A puzzled voice.
I blinked my eyes to focus on the blur. The eyelids are sore.
“what’s the matter? are you okay?”
“uh? Ah oh.” A clear, high-pitched laugh rang like a triangle.
“What are you stupid?”
I looked up at the woman in my arms as she fell backwards. Her moist eyes glowed green in the bright sunlight. I unknowingly sighed at the breath of mint flavor that brushed my nose.
Daria caressed my cheeks, lips and chin with a smile on her face. Then he handed over a wide, thin cloth.
“Now it’s your turn.”
“...my turn?” While staring blankly at the cloth that was imbued with the delicate scent, I suddenly looked around.
A sheaf of dry straw, a shabby pitchfork, and a pile of sacks stacked on top of each other... It was a barn that could be found anywhere.
“huh. Now you’re a drunkard.”
” ah.”
As if possessed, I accepted the cloth Daria held out. The cloth she had just covered her eyes with was black and damp.
Daria laughed silently, and I slowly lifted the cloth, distracted by her beautiful eyes.
okay. Now I’m drunk
The moment I was about to sink into the deep darkness with a wet cloth covering my eyes. I blinked again and looked into Daria’s eyes.
“Daria.”
Her deep eyes flashed with a dark blue light resembling the night sea. Those eyes cover the whole body. A feeling of incongruity runs down the spine.
“...the witch of hymns?”
Daria is silent and smiling.
“Uh”
My vision blurs. Her face and the landscape of the barn swirl and distort.
“...God bless you!”
“Lower jaw-”
I breathed heavily and at the same time felt a floating feeling floating in the air. As soon as I woke up from the illusion, I grabbed the reins.
Kreuk!
The bicorn, which was charging at a certain guardsman, lifted its front paw and struggled violently. Thanks to that, I had to hold tight to the deep purple mane.
“Stop stop!”
The bicorn, which ran like a frenzied buffalo, calmed down only after the warmth and blood flowed through my palm.
The one who rode up to me, who had barely regained my composure, was Atalanta with a third eye flashing on her forehead.
“Atalante? What the hell is this?”
“It’s a witch’s song, wake up!”
As soon as she finished her words, a strange song echoed through the field.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa of
a beautiful voice and a boring, gloomy tune made a strange harmony.
“Turn it off.”
The song filled with magic seemed to penetrate beyond the eardrum and into it. The brow furrows in part. I can clearly feel the attempt to grope my brain and control my consciousness...
I hurriedly plugged my ears and turned my head in the direction of the song.
It really wasn’t a mistake.
It was definitely Daria who sang while standing tall on the turtle dragon’s head. Daria, who had been stabbed by Ellen’s frostbite and sunk in the night sea...
“Ugh alkarf.”
As if it was unreasonable, Atalanta vomited heavily, but the effect was clear.
Not only were the horses that had been rioting as if their tails were on fire, but some of the guardsmen who were fascinated or pointed their weapons at their allies pulled the reins in amazement. The knights who overcame the dazzle easily, but felt headaches from the continuing witch’s song, also wiped away a cold sweat.
“Thanks to you, I’m alive.”
Atalanta raised her hand without saying anything about Prince Ulkar’s official affairs. The prince let out a sigh of relief, but did not seem to be troubled.
“A witch of hymns, this is an unexpected disaster. It’s a situation where there’s no amount of Iopi...
“You mean Iopi?”
“exactly.”
Prince Ulkar nodded and continued.
“When I was stationed at Port Oduenne, I encountered the fish-man army led by the Witch of Hymn several times. It was always Miss Iophya who played the most important role in repelling them.”
I belatedly recall the story that Iofiya was active in Oduenne. The blue wind with the magical power of the grassland, so it was said that he used the magic of ‘unsin’ to nullify the witch’s deception.
But Iophya is now in Eisbo Balt. He is happily spanked by his angry brother-in-law and is half-incarcerated.
I clicked my tongue and proposed to the prince.
“It looks a bit risky this time, so wouldn’t it be better to back off?”
“Ugh” W.
Prince Ulkar drooled and looked around the battlefield.
After a brief glance, the imperial troops guarding the north were half destroyed. The monsters, which were thought to have been crushed, soon regained their shape and swelled into a larger mass than before. Between the skeletal warriors and the blown corpses, the well-armed Imperial Army soldiers stood shoulder to shoulder, stained with morale.
Hundreds of troops led by Field Marshal Nadim were still intact, but the opponents were not the only undead.
“Grhoog! Gererere-ek!”
The first fish-men who climbed up from the lake that filled the bottom of the hill let out a loud, roaring roar.
It was a variant of a blind fish that was a couple of heads taller than normal fish-man warriors, with large eyes, black scales, wide gill covers, and long, sharp fangs filling the mouth. He was holding a heavy shield and a dull curved sword, and was armed with shell armor with a strange sheen on the surface.
“Zuhmak ghrrrug-!”
At the command of the Merfolk Vanguard, the groupers rushed into the battlefield screaming bizarrely.
Then, in just three or four steps, the sea giants climbed up the hill and spread their neck fins wide open. A oozing jellyfish golem threw itself into a pool of sewage, leaving a slimy trail, and a disgusting sea snake with a reptilian head and crab legs climbed the slope like an earthworm.
Quaang!
The sea giant, who took the lead, stomped on and killed four or five foolish soldiers at once, like crushing insects. The livers of sea bass slaughtered the defenseless soldiers of the Imperial Army, and the jellyfish golems covered the soldiers who fell into the dirty water puddles with their entire bodies as if competing with the monster.
“These filthy bastards!”
An imperial knight charged bravely, but his limbs were tied to the chain of water created by the shaman of the sea, and his throat was cut off by the blade of the spearhead of the blind fish.
“Damn it, hurry up!”
Surprised by the fish-man army’s charge, the wizards hurriedly finished the spell. Just as they were spitting out starter words and trying to pump out mana with their fingertips, the tortoise
dragon
finally climbed the hill with a thumping sound from the ground.
“Ah ah ah-
the witch of hymns singing above the head of that huge monster looked like a beauty trapped at the top of a tower waiting for a hero.
“Me, me, me-”
The meaningless melody permeated the lyrics and resonated like an echo. The song was melancholy and soft, but the atmosphere was ferociously weeping.
“Kheu- Goouk!”
“Wow”
The battle wizards of the northern unit who were about to pour out attack spells vomited blood all at once. The witch’s song acted as a kind of ‘blocking spell’.
“Karrgh!”
The vanguard’s triumphant shout.
Under the protection of the Witch of Hymn and the Dragon Turtle, the army of the sea and the group of the dead swept over humans.
“...her.”
Prince Ulkar, who burst out laughing at the scene, opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.