The Blood Knight's Villains

Chapter 107

My Villains Episode 107

27. Cabin (3)

As I was looking around the cabin blankly, I heard Ellen’s voice.

“Why are you fooling around by yourself? I feel like an idiot.”

After saying that, he lifted himself up slightly and landed on my arm. I awkwardly hugged Ellen and shook my head.

“...no no. Let’s go in and rest.”

“huh. My legs are numb.”

“uh? Why are there legs?”

“I don’t know either. Is it because I rode the wagon for too long?”

Well, the carriage rattled quite a bit while riding on the messy mountain road...

“Let’s go quickly. I’ll eat and give you a massage.”

“...It’s annoying.” “What bothers me? I just need to lie still.”

Leaving behind the guy who turned his head with a sad expression, he said to Utequai.

“Quickly bring the spots. Pack a bunch too.”

“The bundle was very large. It’s time to grab it and eat it.”

“... I warn you in advance, but if you touch it again, you know that you will be hit right before you really run out.”

Utequai grinned as he cradled the trembling wad by his side.

“It is very delicious if you eat roasted baby wild boar. The flesh is soft. The juice flows down and the flavor is moderately strong. Why don’t you know the taste?”

“Crazy. Give it to me dude!”

As I snatched the wad from Utequai, the slender piglet burrowed into my arms and whimpered.

Then, Ellen frowned at once.

“Aren’t you going to clean up the pig? It smells bad!” “The smell permeates my body as well as my stomach, so why are you in a frenzy?”

“...it sucks.” He handed a penny to the young stable keeper, left the spotting, and entered the hut. The cabin was pretty neat and spacious for being located in the mountains.

We rented two rooms for four pieces of silver, but there were no household items, so we had to lie down on the blankets we had brought. Well, there was a little dust, but it didn’t smell bad, so I liked it.

It was also satisfactory that there was a bathroom in the corner of the first floor. After paying a few pennies, the hut’s workers provided hot water. Thanks to that, Ellen and I were able to take a warm bath after a long time.

When I went up to my room after taking a bath, Ellen, who was drying her hair, looked at the wad of hair in my arms and put on a horrified expression.

“Did you wash with that hairball again?”

“why. How are you?”

“What are you going to do if you get sick?”

“I always wash it dry like this, so what kind of bottle is it?”

I raised the front foot of the drowsy bundle and pointed at Ellen.

“that’s right! Why is your sister always fucking with me?”

“What is your sister?”

“Then I’ll make you a lady! Do you know how clean I am? It covers poop and pee well!”

Ellen shook her head in exasperation at the voice imitating a pig.

I tied the bundle and roughly wiped the armor I had taken off with a cloth. And he left the hut wearing only a breastplate and a shin guard.

At the well in front of the hut, Utequai was washing herself. He doesn’t seem to care at all, even though people’s stares might sting him because he’s different in appearance and size. Because it’s so shameless

I took Utequai and headed to the tavern. The loud singing voice became more and more clear.

“I am like a river! It flows – I do not walk on old roads -”

The candles on the wall and the iron ornaments on the ceiling brightly lit the room.

“You can’t tie me with a chain-”

There were eight large round tables, and the boards on the floor were recently polished and had no bruised corners.

“A key too! I don’t need-”

And soldiers and mercenaries.

They were banging their beer glasses on the table and stomping their feet and singing at the top of their voices.

“Something like me! Find-”

And a woman was dancing on the table in the middle. She was a tall woman with very long limbs.

“I’ll do anything wrong-”

Light body movements, light hand movements.

The rhythm of clapping your hands, hitting your heels, and stomping your feet is so exciting.

“It’s full of things to do—but!”

A dance that is as luxurious as it is vulgar and as mysterious as it is funny. Lightly tanned skin and dripping sweat steal attention.

Youth shines dazzlingly.

“One drink! Drink it – three!”

“......uh?”

I had no choice but to panic because it was a comment I had never heard in my life. Kim Seung-soo had a face that was a bit lacking to say he was handsome. Even after becoming Phoenix, there had never been a woman who approached him without hesitation.

Well, Daria was there, but she wasn’t the type to throw a quick ball like this...

The woman was grinning as she saw that I couldn’t find anything to answer.

“But what if you stare at me with that face? You almost fell off the table.”

“Oh well. sorry. I think he looks a bit like someone I know.”

The woman, who had been giggling for a moment, said.

“I didn’t mean to apologize. But who is that ‘knowing person’?”

“huh?”

“A person who resembles me. Are you a girl? yes floating’?”

...what is this. Do men and women you meet for the first time talk like this? Anne has a bit of a weird personality?

“huh? Pretty?”

no no no Maybe this is the life of good guys. It’s not weird, it’s just a strange situation.

Yes, it is a matter of adaptation. The process of getting used to life as a phoenix

“It smells like sweat, so why don’t you turn it off?”

Ellen, who had been silent, cut off my worries and shot at the woman.

The woman stiffened her expression for a moment, then sniffed her arm. He even smiled awkwardly.

“Hmm, I don’t think it smells bad.”

“It might be fine for the Nudans, but it’s disgusting for us. Stop because you’re losing your appetite.

”

“Hey, you’re talking too harshly.”

At my dissuade, Ellen glared at me.

“What’s so bad about talking?”

“It’s disgusting to people seeing it for the first time. And it doesn’t smell bad, so why?”

At my words, Ellen turned her head sullenly.

Unintentionally, he took the side of the new woman instead of Ellen. I can’t help it.

I looked back at the woman and smiled slightly.

“I’m sorry over there. Our group is a little uncomfortable hanging out with strangers.”

The woman who was laughing intriguedly tilts her head as if she doesn’t understand.

“Hmm?”

“It was nice to meet you. See you next time the opportunity arises.”

The woman with a slightly cracked smile shrugged her shoulders and stood up.

“...What is it? I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again.”

As the woman was about to turn around,

“Oh wait.”

” hmm’?”

“Can I hear your name?”

He stared into the eyes with a question. The woman asked with her eyes narrowed.

“Isn’t it polite to say your name first at a time like this?”

“ah. I am Nick.”

“Nix? Nixra... The woman pondered my nickname for a moment, then smiled.

“That’s a strange name.”

“you?”

“...’Attilia’.”

“Attilia?”

Wouldn’t that be the name?

I frowned, and the woman furrowed her eyebrows.

“why? Got a problem?”

“No no. Nice to meet you, Atilia.”

“...me too. then.”

The woman who introduced herself as Atilia looked at me for a moment. Then he turned around and went back to his colleagues who looked like nudes.

As far as I know, her name wasn’t Atilia.

Atalanta. Arcane Hunter Atalanta.

that was her name