Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 127

Episode 127. Omniscient educational perspective (2)

⇒ The characteristic “Open Eyes” has been manifested.

When I opened my eyes.

A wider field of vision, a clearer flow of mana.

And… …the direction of the enemy.

Everything started to become clearer than it had been when I 'closed' it, but at the same time I could feel my head getting hot.

'Open eyes' have a profound effect on emotions.

Although I was more accustomed to the way I handled it than at first, it still felt like it wasn't 'mine'.

'That's dangerous.'

Judging from the aura felt, the soldiers scattered around were not only Kolparan's private soldiers, but also quite a few members of the cult.

To Colparan, this current conflict is a fight to take over the center of the 'Dawn Society'.

Because of that, those who are not related to the 'Yeomyeonghoe' cannot be here.

'Knights and monsignors. And even wizards.'

If I compare their individual strength to my level.

'It may be a world of difference, but unfortunately there are a lot of them.'

If that happens, the gap in power will be greatly narrowed.

I am 'Yurien'.

“Where did you gather all these cowards, Sir Colparan?”

Perhaps because of the “open eyes,” the movements of the surroundings are clearly felt.

“If you just stay here like a demon with only a tail, won’t it be difficult to ‘educate’ me? Hehe.”

It is a situation where it is obvious to anyone that we are at a numerical disadvantage, and the opponent may have other plans.

'You can't be this scared.'

The soft moonlight flew clearly in front of the soldiers who were gradually getting closer.

Pavavabat.

Their bodies flinch again at the deeply dug scars.

“I will personally ‘educate’ those who cross that line.”

Woohoo.

I radiated an oppressive aura from my entire body.

My prestige, which was marked by all sorts of notoriety, began to gradually consume those around me with fear.

It's called 'education', but those gathered here know.

That you might die in the process.

Even though we belong to the same Dawning Society, I am an extremely vicious man who can cut down anyone who blocks my path.

The trembling of the surrounding mana becomes stronger and stronger.

'Even if we are at a disadvantage due to numerical disadvantage.'

The initiative is entirely mine.

at that time.

“Ugh, euaaaaaaaaa!”

Among the gathered soldiers, the one who looked the most fearful jumped at me with the color of 'fear' shining over his head.

A guy who closes the distance and tries to draw his sword.

I didn't wait, but instead walked up to him and struck him in the face with my fist before he could draw his sword.

“Ugh, ugh!”

A guy who falls out with a shrill scream.

Starting from that, other guys started rushing in from all directions.

'The direction of life is now visible.'

When “Open Eyes” is manifested, the five senses become sensitive enough to follow the enemy’s intent with the eyes.

To be precise, this means that you can catch the location where the “color of negation” is heading more quickly.

'Attack from both sides.'

First, I calculate the attacks that will reach my body, then I read the gaze of the soldier with the spear closest to me.

The straight-line stab attack has a long reach and is fast, so it may be difficult to get close if you keep your distance.

The difference in skill rendered that advantage useless.

“Ugh!”

Could it be because I practiced with weapons at the knight training grounds a while ago?

The trajectory of the spear was clearly visible to the eye.

With a shout, the soldier thrust out his spear, but the straight attack, whose trajectory was read, was not fatal at all.

“Who would be hit by such an obvious attack?”

As I lightly dodged the attack and taunted the guy, the horned soldier retrieved his spear and struck again.

'Okay, this is it.'

I passed it through my side, then grabbed the spear and deflected the attack to the other side.

Phew.

“Kwaaah!”

Then, a guy who was sneaking up on me from behind complained of pain after being stabbed by a spear.

“How can you do that without even looking back!?”

When the soldier holding the spear was overcome with confusion, I pulled out my moon sword and tried to cut off his shoulder.

But perhaps because he was wearing heavy armor, his eyes were trying to withstand my attacks and counterattack.

That's a valid thought, since the normal black steel couldn't cut it.

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⇒Grant the sword the “Moonlight Sword”.

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But the less fortunate soldier overlooked the aura.

Crunch.

“Ugh, ugh……!”

The soldier, who was bewildered by the sight of his armor being cut so easily, like tofu, ended up losing his shoulder and dropping his spear.

After kicking the guy, I straighten my posture and look down at the people around me with an arrogant expression.

Very natural movements and responses.

Even those who had handled the sword quite a bit were sticking out their tongues at my movements.

A look of awe.

A gaze that seems to look like a monster.

I feel like all these things are coming towards me.

‘… … Wasn’t that just cool?’

Was it because my emotions were heightened by the 'open eyes'? All sorts of strange thoughts came to mind.

at the same time.

'If it was the original Yurian, he wouldn't have gotten hurt in this situation, right?'

Of course, I don't want to completely copy the guy's annoying personality.

All users were curious about 'Yurien's' past, but I didn't really think about it.

But I also acknowledge that skill.

As a disciple of 'Black Sword' and a single-handed warrior who subdued high-ranking demons, he was worthy of being called a one-man army.

'Faster.'

I know that too.

This body is optimized for fighting, and the more you whip it, the more it produces corresponding results in return.

'More, faster.'

Try to move your body faster and faster.

So that we can get a little closer to Yurian's footsteps as a 'prosecutor' rather than a human being called 'Yurien'.

'I feel like this… Is it okay?'

I thought now was the right time to test the skills I had built up over time.

Shh.

A cross-eyed villain's smile appears on his lips.

So naturally.

***

Colparan, who was watching the battle unfolding below the ridge, clicked his tongue at the sight of a monster moving through the battlefield at a terrifying speed.

The royal hunting dog.

Full body with closed eyes.

With skills befitting his nickname, he was seen easily sorting out nameless knights and monsignors.

furthermore.

“……You can shoot out auras as if by magic.”

Although he had no great skill in swordsmanship, Kolparan could easily guess what an excellent swordsman he was when he heard Al Hassar muttering beside him.

“Al-Hasar, if you fight the author, can you win?”

Just in case, Colparan asked Al Hassar.

“If you plan to kill me because my value has declined, then send me back to my hometown.”

Colparan gave a dry laugh at those very honest words.

“Wizards, prepare yourself.”

As he spoke, other soldiers who had been hiding behind the trees simultaneously appeared.

Too many soldiers to deal with just one person.

Colparan decided to 'hunt' 'Yurien', thinking of him as a 'demon' rather than a human being.

Until now, his activities as 'Closed Eyes' and his achievements after joining the 'Yeongmyeonghoe' have been closer to that of a monster than a human.

“Fire simultaneously at maximum firepower.”

Even if it were true, that monster would only get hurt.

The wizards who had finished their training began to show off their special skills one after another.

Spheres of fire, ice, and metal exploded where Yurian had been.

Kwakwakwakwang──!

The explosion sent up a cloud of dust.

“Oh, Lord, are you dead?”

A voice mixed with half worry and half anticipation.

Even though they were following Bishop Colparan's orders, Yurian was also a 'bishop', so he seemed afraid of what would happen next.

“Ugh, kuaaaah!”

There was no need to worry about that.

The 'black energy' that flew through the dust hit the body of the wizard who was showing a worried expression.

“Did you sense the presence of magic in that short time and hide behind the tree? How clever.”

Even though his own man had fallen, Colparan didn't even blink and looked at the figure slowly walking out of the dust pit.

I could see that the guy's clothes and skin were slightly sooty.

'What a monster.'

Still, judging by the soot, it seems the author is not invincible.

“……Is there really a reason to do this, Lord Colparn?”

“Haha, you don’t even know the basics of the Yeomyeonghoe, so how can you expect me to watch it with my own eyes?”

Although he heard Al Hassar's worried words, Colparan responded appropriately and reached out to the archer next to him.

“Give me your bow.”

Even if you give the old man a bow, it is uncertain whether it will be able to affect that monster.

However, since Colparan was someone who had been practicing archery quite earnestly, the archer handed over the bow without hesitation.

“That monster seems very sensitive to hostility.”

Colparan pulled the bowstring taut.

“Then how would you react to an attack without murderous intent? Heh heh.”

He opened his mouth in a dry tone and took a moment to look at the situation.

Still, the soldiers and Yurian were fighting, sharing swords.

Soon, Yurian flew backwards to avoid another soldier's attack.

Pee-pee!

Colparan, his eyes sparkling, releases his bowstring without missing a beat.

A surprise attack.

An unavoidable situation.

In a perfect environment.

“……Huh!?”

The arrow did not hit Yurian.

“……Even avoiding Lord Colparan’s arrows.”

Al Hassar, who was watching from the side, muttered.

Kolparan tried to scold Al Hassar for being stupid, but he covered his mouth.

'The arrow definitely hit the mark!'

How can you not recognize that after all these years of holding a bow?

'I'm sure it was right… … .'

Yurian's body showed no signs of being hit by the 'arrow' at all.

To be exact.

'It feels like it's been absorbed… … gasp.'

Colparan, who was checking Yurian's body, couldn't help but open his eyes wide in embarrassment.

There, something blacker than pitch black, writhing like a shadow, with many eyes flashing, was looking at him.

A demon from mythology.

No, in the world it is called a 'demon'.

'Surely not Yurian… … .'

Are you breeding a demon in your body?

As the thought crossed his mind, Colparan shouted in a panic.

“Everyone, stop attacking and fall back!”

Everyone took a step back at the old man's voice that echoed throughout the battlefield.

Silence flows through the forest that had been noisy for a long time.

“Oh, is the training over already?”

What broke it was Yurian's mocking voice.

“They say a rolling stone gathers no moss, but it seems I was wrong.”

The basis of the 'Yeomyeonghoe' that was mentioned earlier.

It is not something like worshiping a demon, as the current Patriarch, Tenelon, mentioned.

The first member of the Dawn Society and the former head of the Demicell family.

The reason why 'Ainon Demicell' founded the Dawn Society was to open up new horizons by studying 'Magi' rather than 'Mashin'.

In the first place, what can you gain by worshipping the 'Demon God' who destroyed the continent and is not even a sage?

“You are more legitimate than me, the old man in the back room.”

Looking at the multiple 'eyes' protecting Yurian's body, Colparan had no choice but to admit.

If there is that much movement, then the demon has already been 'breeded' by Yurian.

In some ways, this may be a case that opens up new horizons by utilizing the 'magic' that 'Ainon Demicell' spoke of.

“Please forgive my rudeness.”

Colparan held out his hand.

'If it's interest, it might be possible to restore the misaligned Dawn Society to some extent.'

With that in mind, let's shake hands.

“I will forgive your rudeness.”

Yurian accepted.

“But! Apart from that, ‘education’ isn’t over yet.”

Phew!

With a dull thud, Colparan almost lost consciousness for a moment due to the pain he felt on the right side of his face.

As his vision returned, he realized that his body was rolling on the ground covered with leaves.

“Just now, you said I was more authentic?”

“Ugh, ugh…….”

“Then, from now on, even if I proceed with the ‘education’, Lord Colparan won’t be able to say anything.”

“Okay, wait a minute!”

Colparan extends both hands towards Yurian, making a gesture to calm him down.

“Oh, you’re old. If you keep punching like that, your body won’t get better!”

“Considering what you said, you’re quite good at archery.”

“Ugh, ugh…….”

“You know how hard it is to pull a bowstring.”

Colparan's heart flutters at Yurian's poisonous words.

As he said, Colparan's body, which he never forgets to train, cannot be said to be young, but it is not weak.

“I hope that those who still feel their own shortcomings will come forward.”

Yurian looks around, but the soldiers remain silent.

His gaze turned to Al Hassar, but he too only lowered his head.

“You all are so quick to change positions. This is a good moment. Lord Colparn.”

When Yurian looks at him and calls his name, Colparn flinches.

“Why on earth am I…….”

“Learning has no age, you know that?”

Hehe.

Colparan, Yulian's smile looks more murderous today.

That's how the one-sided 'admonishment' began.

Until Yurian's mood improves.