Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 150

Episode 150. Repeater (2)

'Yurien has been imprisoned.'

Upon hearing this, Pelkor looked up at the North Pool barrier with a dumbfounded expression.

'Why did that gentleman… …?'

Felcor, who had been clearing out the demons at the top of the Snowstorm Forest, felt dizzy when he heard the news.

The reason he is here now is because of Bishop Pintel's strict orders.

– 'To escort Sir Yurian.'

Anyone who is a member of the Dawn Society already knows that he shows abnormal loyalty to Yurian.

Because of that, I know that if I disobey the orders he gives, I will be severely punished.

– 'Pelcor, if anything happens to his body, I won't stay still.'

That crazy bishop will definitely be held accountable for his words.

Felcor, recalling the sight of Pintel with a murderous expression, decided to devise a way to get Yurian out.

There was someone who visited him like that.

***

“Ahem.”

In fact, the girl in front of him was an uncomfortable Pelkor.

'Baragi' is an organization established by Haydn Reich, the 'Black Saint', in order to oppose the Dawn Society.

Although his current status may not be as high as it once was because his central figure, 'Geumseong', has fled to the Sacred Nation, Linne is still a figure who belongs to that 'Baragi'.

'Enemy of the Dawn Society.'

At the same time, Yulian's enemy.

“……How did you find me?”

By any chance, does he know that he is part of the 'Dawn Society'?

Did the thief say that his own feet were numb?

Felcor thought that there was no other reason why she, who was a 'desire', had come to him.

“It wasn’t difficult.”

“……Why?”

“You’re the only one with your head exposed in this cold weather.”

Have you ever seen such a fu*king bitch?

Why do I get so upset when everyone I meet doesn't talk about my hair? Is that so?

At that moment, while she was swearing inwardly, Linne placed something on the table.

People are talking… … .

“Huh? This is… the uniform of a North Pool soldier.”

The clothes worn by every soldier on the northern front, just before the breakup.

Linne, who had brought it, spoke in a small voice, wondering if anyone would overhear.

“This is a message from Lord Yurian. Wear this and blend in with the North Pool Barrier.”

'Ugh.'

Pelkor expressed his discomfort inwardly.

I had a burning desire to get back to work quickly, but it felt like the amount of work I had to do just kept increasing.

Even though I have such a heart.

'If I go back alone, something bigger will happen.'

Felcor, who was at a loss, ended up hugging the clothes Linne had brought.

“Oh, shit…….”

But… … Even though it’s a military uniform that is old and wouldn’t look strange even if it was thrown away right away.

Is it okay to take away military supplies like this? Is it okay because they're clothes?

I had that question.

Besides, what kind of connection does he have with Yurian, and why is she, a 'desired woman', following his words?

But it wasn't something I was curious enough to ask about directly.

And that he is a member of the Yeomyeonghoe.

'I just hope I don't get caught.'

Pelkor's priority now is to return to the system.

I don't expect that old question will help there.

'But… … I don't know why they told me to blend in with the North Pool barrier.'

First of all, it is right to criticize if you want to criticize.

He is the most successful bishop, and he is only capable of being a monsignor.

"however……."

Linne narrowed her eyes and glared at Pelkor.

“Haven’t we… seen you somewhere?”

Felcor was surprised, but he didn't show it and responded calmly.

Tsdam tsdam.

Pelkor raised his hand and touched his head.

“If you don’t remember this, isn’t this our first meeting?”

***

Entering the strict 'North Pool Barrier' was not that difficult.

A place that is always short of people and suffering from a manpower shortage.

Even with the recent 'One-Armed Demon' and 'Barbarian Raids', the lack of manpower has become even more evident, so it is safe to say that the barrier's security is almost non-existent.

'What do you want me to do here?'

After safely entering the 'North Pool Barrier', Pelkor began to wonder why Yurian had told him to infiltrate there.

He also said that he dealt with savages and one-armed demons.

The remaining demons also fled, and I cleaned up most of the remnants on my way here.

Pelkor, who had been tilting his head, soon sighed.

'What could be the intention?'

You can either sneak out of prison, or stay here and open the gates to escape together.

So that we can solve the problem in that way.

'First of all… I need to get familiar with the geography of this place.'

This wasn't my first time at 'North Pool' so I had a general idea of the geography, but it was quite a while ago so I needed to check again.

Thinking so, Pelkor walked around the area.

'Since the security isn't tight, wouldn't it be noticeable if I took out the glass mirror secretly?'

Just as I was thinking that.

“What are you doing here?”

The soldiers in the uniforms of the 'North Pool Barrier' sensed something suspicious about him and approached him to speak to him.

Gulp.

Pelkor swallowed dry saliva and slowly turned his head towards the soldiers.

“……What is it? It’s the first time I’ve seen your face?”

"I know."

I don't feel good.

Pelkor is currently trying to figure out a way out of the situation.

“Oh, by the way, you said that the 3rd punitive force sent support. Are you one of them?”

3rd punitive force?

“Surely, if you were going to send them, you would have come with the person leading them, not alone?”

That's right!

Pelkor decided to exploit the blind spots they spoke of.

“No, they are the ones sent by the 3rd Suppression Unit.”

"what?"

“Look, it’s right in front of you.”

“Then why are you here alone?”

Use your head, Pelkor.

As Felcor was internally organizing his thoughts, he remembered what Yurian had said in the deserter's village.

“……Because the food provided by the food service staff is not even good enough to serve a dog.”

Damn it! I'm screwed.

Actually… … That’s all I could think of to say. And that’s all I can remember.

'What should I do? If they find out I'm the one who sneaked in, there'll be chaos around here.'

“Ah… that’s right, that old man. He makes the food taste bad and all he does is talk about useless philosophy all day long.”

'hmm?'

Surprisingly, it seems like what I said a little while ago worked.

“Is it that tasteless?”

“There’s no such thing as honey porridge. And besides, you put pineapple in all kinds of bread?”

“On all breads?”

“Yeah, even throw it in the soup. I mean, how much I want to kill you.”

The soldier who had been explaining, looking excited, glanced at Pelkor.

“Anyway, welcome to the North Pool Barrier.”

“This place is like a dog park, so they guarantee you that the food will be at a decent level.”

“Should I first guide you to the restaurant?”

One of the three soldiers suddenly jumped out and started walking ahead.

“Hey, just give me directions and come back!”

“I told you, you think I’m just trying to dodge things?”

Pelkor followed him absentmindedly.

‘… … I got through it well.’

It was a pretty good response. I can't help but think of what Yurian said in that situation.

'See, even the North Pool soldiers were fooled.'

Felcor thought so, and at that moment he was amazed at his own quick wit.

“Sir Felcor, what brings you to the North Pool Wall?”

The soldier who had been making a fuss spoke to him in a much calmer tone.

"huh?"

Have you ever said your name?

He felt embarrassed and then he started to feel awkward.

“Surely…… Are you a member of the Dawn Society?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Pelkor let out a sigh of relief at the sight of the soldier nodding.

'but…….'

There's no way I could let it go so easily just because they said they were from the 3rd punitive force.

“Why? Because Lord Yurian ordered me to do so.”

“Are you talking about Lord Yurian?”

As Pelkor nodded, the soldier paused for a moment in thought.

“I see, it seems that Sir Yurian has accurately grasped the current atmosphere of the North Pool Barrier.”

“What are you talking about?”

The soldier raised his head, met Pelkor's eyes, and opened his mouth.

“It seems that Lord Yurian is thinking not only about getting out of prison, but also about taking control of the North Pool Wall.”

***

“So you’re saying that you fought alongside Sir Yurian when he served in the North?”

Pelkor, who had infiltrated the North Pool barrier, was surprisingly able to blend in with the unit easily.

There was a reason why other soldiers from the 'Yeongmyeonghoe' opened the floodgates, but it was the connection with 'Yurian' that had an even greater impact.

Yurian has already become something of a 'legendary figure' thanks to his achievements on the northern front.

The reason he is once again on the lips of other soldiers and an object of envy is because of the recent attack by the 'one-armed demon'.

Unlike the 'wedges' who had a vain sense of superiority and did not even participate in battle, he was a hero who led the battles on the front lines against barbarians and demons.

The soldiers who had seen that sight were not interested in Yurian's derogatory nicknames, and were only focused on the fact that he had led them and fought.

“Yeah, do you see the wound in my eye here?”

“Uh, um.”

“I told you this is a wound I got while fighting Sir Yurian?”

“Oh…….”

The other soldiers were amazed at Pelkor's words.

Felcor felt a pang of conscience at their thumbs-up attitude.

‘… … I was just telling the truth.’

By taking comfort in that, I was able to relieve the rising guilt.

It's true that the scar engraved on his eye was from his fight with Yurian.

Of course, it's a secret that I got hit so hard that I almost died.

“But why was Sir Yurian imprisoned?”

“I heard that it was because you entered the barrier without a proper pass?”

“You imprisoned me for something as minor as that? Shouldn’t you have been sent to North Watch?”

“……You idiot, can’t you tell just by looking at it?”

The puzzled soldiers hurled insults at each other.

“His Highness the Third Prince must be saying this because he cannot stand to see another hero being born other than himself.”

“Does it have any influence on the succession to the throne?”

“Of course. When he returns to the system, he must be the hero representing the Northern Front! Sir Yurian seems to be taking that position, so he must be framed and locked up appropriately!”

Distrust among the soldiers towards 'Kaldrak' and 'Wedge' grew further.

“It’s like our fu*king sun.”

“We only take care of dogs like dogs and wedges, and we're back?”

“We’re also soldiers guarding this place in the first place. Why do we have to be discriminated against by being called a ‘wedge’?”

Discontent that has been building up since before.

He created his own exclusive unit called 'Wedge', and through it, he was treated differently even though he was the same soldier.

The soldiers of North Pool have already accumulated a lot of resentment.

“What are the soldiers guarding the wall for?”

That grudge.

Pelkor started to mess around.

“What are we guarding this place for? To be discriminated against?”

Having once served on the Northern Front and being from this area, I was able to scratch their ticklish spots with precision.

“Even before the Third Prince, this bastard Shiki, came! Even without the ‘Wedge’ unit! The North Pool barrier worked just fine, didn’t it?”

“That’s right, that’s right!”

The soldiers agreed with Pelkor's words.

“But why did Lord Kaldrak create a unit called the ‘Wedge’?”

“Of course, it’s so that Your Majesty can easily control the soldiers in the North!”

Although he didn't really know the details, Pelkor talked as if his thoughts were correct.

“Let’s divide the class into classes that didn’t exist before. If we do that, the guys who got to the top without knowing it will manage the guys below them, and if they’re dissatisfied, they’ll fight each other!”

Then the hierarchy would be established, and Kaldrak would only have to give orders to the top predators.

It didn't matter whether what he said was right or wrong.

The important thing is to incite the soldiers of the 'North Pool Wall' so that they can take out 'Yurian', who is starting to be revered as a hero here.

“But, Lord Yurian, you treated all soldiers equally, not to mention the ranks! As soon as you heard that the North Pool Wall was in danger, you marched there and succeeded in capturing it!”

To imprint in the soldiers' minds that they should not be imprisoned so unjustly.

“Is this right? Do you think it’s right that the nobleman who sacrificed himself for us is imprisoned, not the nobleman who created a class that didn’t exist before in the North Pool Barrier and caused chaos!?”

"get turned!"

“That can’t be right! Sir Yurian needs to get out of prison as soon as possible!”

As fire spread through a dry field, the soldiers' discontent grew, and at the same time, their longing for 'Yurien' grew stronger.

“Freedom for Sir Yurian!”

“Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!”

Pelkor stuck out his tongue as he watched the flow of ideas growing so large.

'Uh… … , um… … . Is this what you sent me here to do?'

At first, Pelkor was skeptical, but as he watched the soldiers being easily persuaded, his doubts soon turned into conviction.

'That must be right… … That's what Sir Yurian told me to do.'