Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 146

Episode 146. The Bearded Man (1)

It was good to eavesdrop on the conversations of the barbarians and to notice their tactics, but that alone was not enough to completely turn the situation around.

'The most important thing is, of course, hitting the head.'

They possess a certain amount of 'magic' and can be commanded by the 'one-armed demon', but their true nature is ultimately human.

If they lose their heads, the barbarians will surely lose their center of gravity and fall into disarray.

'But, can I get in there and kill the commander?'

It was a sudden surge of anxiety.

Of course, I am confident in my abilities, but I cannot sweep everything away like a storm.

Even if the 'Commander' is stronger than expected, it will take longer to deal with him.

If that happens, it's clear that other barbarians will surround me.

furthermore.

'There are also one-armed demons.'

Sneak.

I turned my gaze to where the one-armed demon was.

Since it is the most deadly enemy, there are many soldiers stationed there. Even Zahat and Linne were there.

'Can Zahat win?'

It's not that I don't trust his abilities, but he's a gentleman who tends to get easily swayed by personal feelings.

But right now, I don't have time to think about it so leisurely.

The more they delay, the worse the situation will become, and the 'wedges' will not miss the opportunity to capture the 'one-armed demon'.

'First… … , let's take care of these guys first.'

Thinking so, I climbed up to the nearby collapsed watchtower and jumped down to where the barbarian commander was.

“Kaaaaaaaaaah!”

The savages scream as they see me jumping.

'That's not what I'm worried about.'

Since you are falling from a high place, you have to think about landing… … .

'Where would be good?'

Instead of falling, I decided to use the shoulder of a nearby savage.

As my shoes touched the savage, he fell over, unable to support his weight.

“Kwaaah!”

He's quite a rebellious guy.

The bastard twisted his body to grab me, so I had no choice but to quickly raise my moon sword and plunge it into the savage's neck.

Then, with a 'creaking' sound, the thing became silent, and something viscous like demon blood began to flow out of its mouth.

'Maybe that's… … .'

It may be a side effect of having ‘demon energy’ in one’s body through eating demonic food.

“Kiaaaaaaaah!”

As their comrades were struck, the savages roared again.

It was a howl of unfiltered instinct, full of wild energy.

A mixture of excitement and anger, heightened heat and fear, and terror.

Moreover, in agreement with that, my hidden instincts began to awaken.

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⇒ Emotions are running high.

⇒ The characteristic “Open Eyes” has been manifested.

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The trademark of the cross-eyed villain is the “open eyes.”

Among the emotions that savages express, the one with the most distinct color is none other than 'fear'.

When the two eyes containing his essence looked at them from 'Yurien', who already had a dangerous smell, the savages were overwhelmed by the spirit and cowered.

“Look carefully with those damned eyes. It’s the face of the person who will give you your end.”

A confident tone of voice that would not normally be expressed.

I knew this was the influence of "Open Eyes," but I didn't care.

“Via, tea!”

“Viacha, viacha, tea!”

They were savages who shouted in their own language to kill me, but no one approached me and only shouted loudly.

'It's contagious.'

Fear tends to set in.

He was terrified at the sight of a monster suddenly appearing and killing his own comrades.

'With this momentum, it'll strike in an instant.'

Just as I was about to cut down the nearest savage with the Moon Sword.

〈Amazing Intuition〉

I felt a thrilling sensation flowing through my entire body.

bang!

As I recognized the sensation and stepped back, a huge halberd slammed into the spot where I had been.

'You're finally out.'

The final boss, the commander, appears.

The guy was glaring at me with his eyes wide open as if he was going to kill me.

The momentum was quite fierce, though.

'It doesn't look… dangerous?'

My red eyes, which had come out after a long time, paid no attention and turned to the halberd stuck in the ground.

Perhaps because of his higher rank compared to other barbarians, the halberd looked quite heavy and crude, making it impossible for an ordinary person to swing it.

Savages who have gained strength through magic are stronger than ordinary people, to the point where they deserve to be called 'demons'.

This commander seems to be an exceptional individual even among those 'savages'.

Sigh.

When I saw that guy's face, I couldn't help but laugh.

This appearance may also be a phenomenon that occurred due to heightened emotions from “open eyes.”

I started to get excited at the thought of what he would show me and at the same time testing out the skills I had built up on my journey here.

Knock, knock.

As I waved my hand with a smiling face, the commander jumped from his horse and ran towards me with a red face.

“Kuaaaang!”

'He's a pretty smart guy.'

The nearby savages are so overcome with fear that they can no longer move a single finger.

In such a situation, if the commander runs away, it is only natural that morale will be completely broken.

That's why he rushed at me even though I was in a position to command.

Not knowing that it might shorten my life.

Boohoo.

'Kick… … .'

But his movements lacked finesse.

Seriously, such an honest attack.

But the force in his kicks was so strong that it seemed like such 'technique' was unnecessary.

As I try to avoid his attacks by putting some distance between me and him, he immediately pulls out his halberd from its socket and begins to chase me as I retreat.

Dadadadadak.

'Oh. That's pretty fast.'

How can you lift such a heavy halberd and still have the strength to keep up with my speed?

'Then I should praise you.'

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⇒ Moonlight shines on the sword.

⇒ Use 〈Moonlight Sword〉.

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Luckily, I had a technique that he didn't have. I released a concentrated aura of sword energy towards the guy who was rushing at me in a straight line.

Swoosh-

The sword energy containing the energy of the 'Moonlight Sword' cut through the air and rushed towards the commander.

As if he trusted his 'magic'-infused body and strong physique, he repelled it with a tough punch.

No, that's what I was trying to do.

Kwajijijik──!

“Kuaaaah!”

If it was the sword energy used by the old 'Geomseong', then if the body was strong, it could have been repelled.

This is a sword with the characteristics of a 'Moonlight Sword'.

The harder the object, the stronger the scar it will leave.

“Haha, it looks good.”

There was a saw-cut wound on the bastard's fist.

I approached the guy who was staggering in pain and started swinging my sword wildly.

“Euuuuuu……!”

Every time, he used his halberd to defend against my attacks.

A guy who crouches down and somehow manages to block fatal wounds.

As I raised my Moon Sword to break through that defense, the commander rushed forward in an instant and struck my hand with the halberd's handle.

puck!

“Ugh.”

A little pain.

Fortunately, I didn't miss the Moon Sword, but I did get a bit of a gap.

A vicious halberd head is seen rushing towards it without missing a beat.

Let's take back what we said about the lack of technique.

'It's not that it's lacking, it's that it's not there at all.'

Phew──!

I immediately took Sombra, or rather 'Angelica', out of my arms and stabbed the guy in the side.

“Ku …!”

The guy who had been enduring the pain by grimacing and wincing in pain finally let out a scream.

Skill is a technique.

Digging into gaps is also a skill.

'Pretending to have a gap and showing it is also a skill.'

After retrieving Angelica, I cut the commander's knee with the Moon Sword.

One time.

“Kurururuk……!”

He was foaming at the mouth and groaning, but the giant did not fall.

Although he has a strong temperament, if he resists, he will inevitably break.

Twice.

Wheeeeeek── Thud!

The barbarian commander was eventually forced to his knees by the ensuing attacks.

The barbarians who were watching this scene from all sides tried to rush to save their commander, but they all stopped when he put his sword to his neck.

“Hey, you savage… you savage.”

The commander looks at me and calls me a 'savage'.

“You know how to speak the continental languages?”

I looked at the commander with a newly amazed expression and said.

“You, a little while ago, shadow…….”

Shadow? Ah! It looks like you're talking about Angelica.

“Demon, besides, we know what we’re talking about.”

So what.

“Our kind, why are you there?”

We are of the same kind… … .

Actually, that's not wrong.

Even if learning the language of the northern barbarians was due to a one-time fandom.

The reason I was able to accept the demon called 'Angelica' was probably because I had northern blood flowing through my body.

'My mother, Milena, is from the North.'

Yeah, he's right. He's not wrong.

However, it wasn't something to be agonized over so much as to be lost in thought.

Phew!

Without even answering the commander's words, I plunged my sword into the guy's neck.

Even though blood flowed down the Moon Sword, the sword was still bathed in clear moonlight.

“Phew…….”

Perhaps because I kept my eyes open, I started to feel tired, and a sigh escaped my lips without me realizing it.

But we can't rest here, because the battle isn't over yet.

At that thought, the emotions that had subsided for a moment began to intensify.

There are still a lot of guys to deal with… … .

“Kiaaaaaaaah!”

Fortunately, there was no need to vent the violence that was welling up in their hearts. The barbarians, having lost their commander, were running away.

'Phew.'

One more breath.

This time there was a slight sense of relief.

'… … What about the one-armed demon?'

Now that the barbarians have been somewhat cleared out, all that remains is to clear out the demons.

Thinking that way, I turned my gaze to the place where the one-armed demon was, but unfortunately, the situation was not resolved.

Rather, I saw the 'one-armed demon' overwhelming Zahat.

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– “Did you think I would forget those two eyes that looked at me with disappointment because I couldn’t become a knight…?”

'That's a demon imitating a human.'

Zahat thought about it over and over again in his head.

Don't listen to what I say.

I kept reminding myself, but the demon's voice began to be engraved in my mind through my ears.

– “Didn’t you look at me with those trashy eyes?”

Every time the right arm of the evil demon, which had now recovered, touched him, it felt like his heart was being torn apart.

However, strangely enough, Zahat's aura began to become clearer.

'Is this demon really my son?'

To find out, I continued to emit aura as if scanning the guy's entire body.

It's a demon.

This is a demon.

It would be nice to think that way.

– “Why don’t you swing your sword? Do you pity me!?”

The beast's voice, full of resentment, sounded like it was the real Rajid.

Zahat couldn't swing his sword easily.

If by any chance this demon truly possesses the spirit and soul of 'Rajid', then it is no different from killing his son twice.

Of course, I knew I had to do it now, but I couldn't help but feel like my body wasn't moving easily.

A one-armed demon that screams and tries to strike down on itself with its huge right arm.

Phew──!

– “Kuaaaah!”

Luckily, someone stepped in just before the fist came down.

“Sir Zahat, you need to come to your senses!”

'I can feel the aura… …, Linnei.'

She came here to help Zahat, who was absentmindedly clearing out the demons around him.

“The parasitic demon is currently deceiving you with memories from your past life!”

… … I know.

“So, finish it!”

I never knew I was so weak to feelings.

Zahat didn't know until he stood before the one-armed demon. No, he may have known from the moment he first encountered it.

The situation then and now is the same.

Phew!

Linne stabbed the bastard in the side with her sword.

A demon struggling to shake her off.

'I, I have to move.'

As Zahat's thoughts continued to border on self-harm, the moonlight sword struck the guy's shoulder.

“If you don’t think you can handle the job properly, didn’t I tell you to get out?”

A distinctively arrogant voice.

Even without understanding the nature of the aura, it was easy to figure out what it was.

The one-armed demon, foaming at the mouth, flailed its body around with its one remaining arm, but neither Linne nor Yurian could easily shake it off.

“A son who becomes a demon and causes trouble, or a father who can’t even handle that. It’s not a term for a caretaker, but rather a term for a caretaker.”

Sharp criticism.

Thanks to you, I came to my senses.

Whether the demon in front of you is a parasitic demon or a ragdoll, it is now irreversible.

'I have to finish it. I've decided… that's what I've done.'

Zahat tightened his grip on his sword and used his 'Aura' to find where the Demon's core was located.

Just above the danjeon.

With his last wish and regret, he thrust his sword towards it.