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Episode 132. The First Guest (3)
Inside the tavern, an uncomfortable silence hangs.
I tried to avoid the fight somehow.
There was something endearing about the fact that I could lead the situation as I intended, like a 'game'.
Besides, it was so 'Yuri-like' to just suppress them with force and seek my own safety.
Because of that, I thought I had thought about it and solved it well, but I feel like it wasn't properly concluded.
Is it similar to the feeling of just coming out after doing some business?
To be exact, it's my fault for not considering that 'Pelcor' is such an idiot.
The future Pelkor is becoming more and more pitiful.
How can I handle all this karma?
With that in mind, I decided to take a look at the atmosphere around me.
With a glimmer of hope.
If you could explain it a little bit in words, wouldn't that be the best?
Besides, even though I belong to the 'Cryphat' family, that's not a big deal…
Colorful.
A 'red haze' was rising above most people's heads, except for Pelkor, who still didn't know what he had done wrong.
Intense hostility.
Again and again, from pole to pole, perceptions began to change.
It only took 3 seconds for the dormant doubts to sprout again and bloom.
'Okay.'
Pelkor's pupils, who had finally grasped the mood, began to shake as if an earthquake had occurred.
I'll see you guys later.
Well done──!
The tavern where the drinking party had been taking place became quiet, and through the silence, the sound of metal slowly reached my ears.
The sound of hands placing their weapons.
A moment when the tense tension squeezes the body like a bomb that could explode at any moment.
“Whoaaaaap!”
The first one to light the fuse appeared.
One of the men who had been drinking with Felcor drew his sword, kicked the table, and rushed at him.
Sigh, where should I hit?
There are too many places to hit?
Although he was a soldier who had been drafted to the North, to my eyes he just looked like a child demonstrating crude swordsmanship.
Pfft! Pfft!
First, I decided to lightly swing my fist.
I'm not the kind of bad guy who just swings his sword and tears people's limbs apart.
Anyway, the man ran back faster than he could.
The force was so strong that it broke down the tavern door and went out.
Kkudangtang!
Looking at the broken door, the deserters looked at me with surprised eyes.
Awe-inspiring brute force. Having witnessed it with my own eyes, it is only natural to react in that way.
“Huh, huh…….
Gulp, gulp.
Degrid and the bandits who were watching the scene swallowed their saliva and looked tense.
“I didn’t plan on doing this.”
He added a word to them, drew his 'Moon Jang Sword', and got into a battle stance.
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⇒Moonlight shines on the sword.
⇒Trait: Uses the “Moonlight Sword”
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As I poured mana into the sword in my hand, the Moon Sword began to embrace a soft moonlight as if it were natural.
“Ah, ahhhh……!”
Degrid, who saw the moonlight sword, couldn't close his mouth, which had become so large that he could fit a fist in it.
A scream bordering on a sigh.
It looks like you know the 'Moonlight Sword'.
Well, it's Yurian's unique swordsmanship, so wouldn't it be disappointing if you didn't recognize it?
“All of them, the aura that seems to manipulate moonlight, the cross-eyed expressions… and the terribly unpleasant formal speech!”
I don't think it's that bad, it's just terribly unpleasant.
If you listen to it often, you start to develop feelings for it, right?
“Besides, the Cryphat family……”
Degrid muttered what Pelkor had said, clenched his fists, and glared at me.
“Yurien, Yurian Cryphat Prasson……! The mad dog of the imperial family…… The laughing executioner!”
“Huh huhu…….”
As I burst out laughing, Degrid's face hardened.
Actually, I'm not laughing because it has meaning.
It was just that I felt embarrassed because it was the first time in a long time that I heard that name.
“Sir, is that the psychopathic murderer!?”
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“That crazy guy came to get us!?”
“Oh, that’s ridiculous!”
The bandits who add one word at a time.
I somehow found myself laughing at the vertically dropping evaluation. I somehow felt like I was becoming more and more miserable.
'But, thanks to that nickname, I think I can negotiate.'
The situation has become somewhat more hopeful since the guys including Degrid know the nickname of 'The Laughing Squad'.
That means he knows that the power that 'Yurien' possesses is terrifying.
It didn't seem like it would be that difficult to subdue them without fighting.
Stimulating and subduing the primal emotion felt by humans called 'fear'.
Things like that don't even matter anymore.
“If you know who I am, then you should surrender. If you don’t want to see blood… that is.”
Let's give them the creepiest laugh possible, and they swallowed dryly.
I haven't personally experienced it, but no one who rebelled against the laughing executioner has ever survived.
Don't they say that even newborn babies die while laughing?
The colorful azaleas have now turned purple.
Yeah, let's just let it pass quietly like that.
“What are you guys doing!”
Yeah, the world doesn't always go the way I want it to.
There's always one of these guys.
Degrid shouts loudly, unable to control his trembling body.
Although the guy came out like a triumphant general, he wasn't without fear.
The color of 'fear' seen above the head was distinct.
“If Yurian is here anyway, we’re dead!”
“Ha, but Degrid…….”
“If you surrender, I might spare your life!”
As the rest of the guys looked at me with longing eyes, I nodded.
“I hope it passes quietly, too.”
I said it with the brightest smile I could muster, but Degrid didn't take it lightly.
No, rather, it seems that the 'bright expression' was creepy for him.
“Have you ever heard the rumor that that mad dog spared the life of a rule-breaker?”
Um… … To be honest, I’ve never heard of it either.
If such mercy had been shown, such terrible rumors would not have been floating around the world.
“Besides, that little noble bastard! If that bastard is really a member of the Cryphat family, we’ll all die even if we surrender!”
Degrid's words brought determination to the deserters' eyes.
If I'm going to die anyway, I should bet on something with a higher probability.
Is this how it ends up?
Sometimes, the notoriety attached to a name can backfire.
'shit.'
For better or worse.
It's a notorious no-help thing.
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Naturally, the deserters, including Degrid, were no match for me.
Attacks using Aura rendered their defenses useless, and even attacks that they thought caught them off guard could easily be countered.
“Ugh, ugh…….”
I thought as I looked at the deserters scattered about.
Should it have been like this from the beginning?
'There was no need to use Angelica.'
Wiggle.
As the situation ended, the giant that had been lying on the ground began to move slowly.
Pelcor is the one who gave this division.
“You, Sir Yulian…? What’s going on?”
Oh, are you pretending to be drunk now?
The next line is… … .
“I don’t remember anything.”
Yeah, that's what I'll have to give you.
The guy who collapsed as soon as the battle started was holding his temples, complaining of a headache.
“Sir Felcor, you’re the type that turns into a dog when you drink.”
“A dog… is that right? What the… ugh!”
I kicked Pelkor once, and he looked at me with unreadable eyes.
Leaving that guy behind, I approached the fallen Degrid, grabbed his head, and lifted him up.
The face of the guy who looked so disfigured got closer, and I felt slightly annoyed, but the question came first.
“Sir Degrid, where is the lesser nobleman I spoke of earlier?”
“Ugh, ugh…….”
I'm not really interested in the Cryphat family, but since it's come to this, I might as well check it out.
“Ah, down below…… warehouse…….”
storage?
Oh, it looks like there's a storage room under the wooden floor.
After throwing Degrid to the ground as if I was throwing him away, I looked for a way down.
It wasn't difficult to find.
As the cliché goes, the carpet was pulled back, revealing a staircase leading down.
'Okay, then.'
Should we go and see who that lesser known member of the Cryphat family is?
As Degrid said, there was a person in the warehouse with his limbs bound.
“Eww, ewww!!!”
His mouth was gagged, and something like a sack was placed over his head, so he could only groan.
“Who is this…?”
Pelkor, who came down with me, looked at me with a questioning expression.
Do you understand me?
When I think about how I ended up drawing my sword because of this guy, I feel a surge of anger.
'Those deserters, they're not going to get any kind of leniency.'
Kidnapping a person is a crime in itself, so doesn't that mean these guys are also involved in human trafficking to some extent?
It might have been better for it to turn out this way.
It was a little awkward to do it with my own hands.
“Please let me go.”
Felcor, reeking of alcohol, approaches the tied up man.
As his sinister hands finally removed the bundle, a familiar face was revealed.
“Woof……Woof!”
Joshua?
“Please cover it again.”
“Woof!!!!!”
As I said, Pelkor tried to put the cannon back on Joshua started to writhe and cause a commotion.
Two eyes blazing with anger.
'Let me go, you son of a bitch.'
That's what it seemed to say.
Probably, 100% sure.
“Lord Yurian, are you really going to cover it again?”
Felcor hesitated and asked again, perhaps sensing that I was acquainted with him.
“No, let’s just take the gag off your mouth first.”
Because I'm curious.
Let's hear the reason why Joshua is here.
“Kuaaaaah! Cough, cough!”
When the gag was released, Joshua began to cough several times.
As his mind began to calm down, the frequency of his coughing decreased, and when he finally became inaudible, he raised his head and met my gaze.
“Have you come to save me, Brother Yurian?”
“How could that be?”
“Then how did he get here……?”
“That’s what I have to say, Joshua. Why are you here?”
"that……."
For some reason Joshua hesitated.
“As expected……, please cover it again. Sir Pelkor.”
“No, I will tell you everything, Brother Yurian!”
“I think you’re misunderstanding something. I was going to cover it up whether you said it or not.”
Why is Joshua here?
I wasn't particularly curious in the first place.
I just came down because I was curious about the fact that the person who was imprisoned was the Cryphat family.
“T-Tell me not to do that, just help me this once! Yes? Aren’t we both members of the same Cryphat family, and brother and sister?”
Joshua, who has become very mean.
The arrogant face I had when I first saw him has disappeared without a trace, but if you ask me if I still have a duty to save this guy,
'I don't think so? Why bother?'