Playing the Perfect Fox-Eyed Villain Chapter 181

Episode 181. Overtime (1)

“What are you doing now, Theo…….”

As Schwartz's dry voice reached the Indomitable Knight Commander, who was bleeding and had all kinds of weapons stuck in his body, a color began to appear on his face.

“Schwarz! What a coincidence! Didn’t you see the Six Finger executives when you came here!?”

“I’m on my way here after subduing two people.”

Theo had heard that they were quite skilled, although they were no match for him.

Yet, he managed to subdue two of the 'Six Fingers' executives.

It was not an ordinary matter, but Schwarz answered in a very natural manner.

“I see! Then, by any chance…, was there an executive named Anna Rui who escaped from prison?”

"no."

“Damn it! Well, that’s why these guys are still like this, like this!”

Theo, who had been scuffling with the 'Unbreakable Knights', frowned for a moment, then laughed heartily.

“Please! Please help me find that executive named Annarui!”

It is difficult to knock out each and every member who rushes in like an undead.

If you control your strength incorrectly, you will die instantly.

Hiding his feelings, Theo asked in a loud voice, but Schwarz did not listen and continued down the passage.

“Damn it! Kalina too, and all the captains are the same! Oh my!”

A man who was once a member of the Order approaches Theo, who is whining, with his mouth wide open.

widely.

Why is the speed so fast when only instinct remains?

Theo, holding back tears and knocking out the member by cutting his neck, looked at Schwarz as he walked away.

'He may not be cheap, but he's good at it, so he'll do well.'

Theo continues to fight with the guys who were 'former' members.

***

After parting ways with Theo, Schwartz looked back at the maze and saw a chaotic battle scene.

'Are you the Commander of the Knights of the Brand?'

Kalina, it is a well-known fact that she uses a unique weapon called the 'Public Sword'.

Kalina's poison swordsmanship was a swordsmanship that stretched like a whip and bit the opponent's vital points like a snake's fangs.

Whenever she fought, there were whip marks everywhere, not to mention her opponents.

As he had expected, he looked around a bit and saw a man who appeared to be an executive of 'Six Fingers' tied up with a plainclothes sword and lying face down on the floor.

'The author is… … .'

The person appears to be a Locust, an executive of the 'Six Fingers' that Yurian had told us about at the meeting.

“Where is your secret passage! Tell me quickly!?”

Of course, Kalina, who was holding him, also caught my eye.

Kalina's face, which was interrogating the Locust while stabbing the tip of her sword into its body, was very angry, unlike when they were meeting.

“That bastard who said he killed Mr. Yurian, we have to go after him right now! Quickly! I’m busy!”

“Yurien…… died……?”

"……what?"

Schwartz ignored Kalina's gaze as she looked at him, as if she had heard something unexpected. He pulled out the sword hanging from his waist and aimed it at the Locust.

“I think I misheard, Yurian…, what happened?”

As Locust trembled and was unable to open his mouth under Schwartz's murderous gaze, Kalina, who was next to him, spoke on his behalf.

“It wasn’t him. Someone else killed Mr. Yurian.”

"……who."

“Claude Febrans.”

"hmm."

Schwarz let out a short sigh.

Claude Febrans, I've heard that name before, I've even been on a mission with him.

How could I not know?

Two knights he killed and ran away while performing the work of 'Closed Eyes'.

Those two were from the 'Knights of the Blue Lion'.

“So that means Claude is a member of the ‘Six Fingers’.”

“Maybe he’s the boss?”

“Did you say that guy killed Yurian?”

Kalina nodded with her eyes wide open at the question that was almost like an interrogation.

At her answer, Schwartz purses his lips and thinks of two people in his head.

Certainly… …, Claude is a strong knight.

but.

‘… … That wicked guy?’

The sight of 'Yurien', who always smiled and had a smile on her face, being defeated by someone.

'… That could be the case.'

There are many strong people in the world.

And objectively, it would be possible to subdue them even if only two Imperial Knight Commanders gathered together. Probably.

However, Schwarz was the only one who could not even imagine that he would 'die'.

'He is the one who shows the most tenacity of life.'

***

“Ugh……. Ugh…….”

Lazrot continued to run, his breath coming in his throat as he felt the approaching figure.

“Wow!”

Kkudangtang──!

As he was running away in a panic, Lazrot tripped on a protruding rock and rolled around on the ground noisily.

'Ugh… … .'

‘I did something wrong.’ That thought swelled up in my head.

In preparation for an unexpected situation, Lazrot asked Yurian to evacuate the children from the orphanage in advance.

It is clear that if I go back like this, I won't be reprimanded in any way.

Lazrot, who was returning to the scene of the incident with a hopeful mind, encountered 'Dantes'.

'An urgent expression and hurried steps heading somewhere.'

It wasn't difficult to see it even in the pouring rain.

'Did Lord Yurian fail?'

I know roughly that he is trying to capture Dantes over the factional issue of the 'Dawn Society'.

And how things turned out.

What is the relationship between the group called 'Six Fingers' and 'Dants Christo'?

'Is it okay if I leave Dantes alone like this?'

Objectively or subjectively, Lazrot is aware that his own powers are weak.

But he is an apprentice knight in 'Closed Eyes' in order to infiltrate the 'Imperial Palace'.

He is keenly aware that he has no talent as a knight.

'Okay, you can leave it alone.'

It is impossible for one to stop 'Dantes'.

The man who followed him behind, not to mention taking him down with his own force.

'You're strong enough for an incompetent like me to know.'

So it's right to pretend not to know.

Work only as much as you get paid.

The spontaneous emotions disappeared and rational thoughts began to continuously turn in my mind.

With such a stable mind, Lazrot doesn't even attempt to do anything useless…

– 'Aren't we colleagues, working together?'

Why does that come to mind?

In the end, I ended up doing it.

“Whew…… Whoosh……!”

Dantes Christo.

I expected that if that man was so scared, he would follow me even if I just showed my face.

If this news reaches the ears of Patriarch Tenelon.

'It wouldn't be a big deal to get put in a coffin.'

No matter how crazy Tenelon is now, at least conflict between bishops has been strictly prohibited.

furthermore.

'If we let Dantes live like this, Sir Yurian will be in trouble.'

If the information he has about the 'Dawn Society' leaks out somewhere, even if the 'lower ranks' aren't aware of it, everyone above the 'Bishop' could be in danger.

Honestly, I don't care about other people.

Whatever. But.

– 'Aren't we colleagues, working together?'

Lazrot, whose mind keeps wandering, tousles his hair.

However, I didn't think about what to do after this.

'What should I do!?'

I don't know.

Should I just keep running away like this and waste time?

If that's possible──.

“Ugh, ugh!”

Thud.

A wicked hand grabbed Lazrot's neck.

I unconsciously struggled and tried to shake myself off, but the hand holding me wouldn't budge.

“You are doing something useless.”

Through his shaky vision, Lazrot saw the man holding him.

Claude Febrans, a man so strong he can't handle himself.

“Why did you show yourself and act like this? You’re just wasting our time.”

Woodduduk──!

As the sound of his own neck being twisted rang in his ears and the pain became vivid, tears began to well up in Lazrot's eyes.

“Yeah, yeah! Good catch, Claude! Let’s kill him quickly and get to the carriage! We have to get to the border before dawn!”

Dantes, who arrived later, began to urge him on, panting.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…….”

As Claude's power grew stronger, Lazrot's vision began to blur.

Damn, I wasn't doing this for nothing.

“Lazrot, you idiot. Why did you stick with someone like Yurian!?”

you're right.

If that hadn't happened, this wouldn't have happened. That's a very reasonable thing to say.

“Isn’t your creed to only do as much as you receive? Useless…….”

“That, that’s right, Sir Dantes……!”

Lazrot, holding Claude's hand, opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice trembling.

“I only do as much as I ‘receive’…… even now…… it’s like that.”

“Is this even a dog’s death?”

“That’s right……!”

Wood thud thud.

Claude's expression was not good as he began to put strength into the hand holding Lazrot.

He's just a boy, and he has to get blood on his hands again.

But now, his actions must not be discovered. There is still much work to be done.

'Tsk, tsk!'

If this continues, I will die. With that conviction, Lazrot's vision began to gradually blur.

“……That’s ridiculous.”

In the meantime.

Iron fist!

Suddenly, I felt out of breath.

The hand that had been strangling his own neck with ferocious force gave out and Lazrot fell to the ground.

“Cluck, cluck!”

As my blocked airway cleared, a cough arose as a reflex.

What on earth happened?

'How could I survive?'

Krrrrrr, bang──!

Just then, lightning struck.

Let the sparks created by electricity and discharge between clouds and the ground illuminate the world.

“……Yurien!?”

The light seemed to illuminate only one person in the world.

Claude took a step forward, accompanied by Dantes's urgent cry.

“As expected, you’re still alive. If I had known this would happen, I should have definitely killed you.”

Lazrot, who felt something strange about Claude's words, coughed and examined Yurian's body.

I can't see him clearly because of the pouring rain, but his condition is terrible.

Yurian looked so precarious that it wouldn't be strange if he were swept away by this waterfall-like rain.

“How did you know I was here? Even though the royal dog has a good sense of smell, how could it find me so quickly in this vast island?”

At Claude's mocking words, Yurian slowly raised his hand.

Then something hard flew in like an arrow, and Claude caught it with his hand.

***

“……This is.”

Claude followed the ore that came into his hand with his eyes.

A familiar ore. How could I not know it?

'You're a cancer patient?'

The dagger of 'Amseongcheol' used just before finishing off Yurian.

This 'dark iron' is clearly the fragments left in Yurian's body when it exploded.

“……That crazy guy.”

It was so absurd that I couldn't help but laugh.

Yurian, who extracted the fragments of 'Amseongcheol' that had torn apart his own organs, used them as a 'compass' to find himself.

Just to find myself.

Even though my insides were torn apart, like an evil spirit.

“If I had died pulling it out, it wouldn’t have been such a big deal.”

Claude expressed his honest feelings.

“Do you know who did this, Sir Claude? That damned bastard.”

Even as he died, Yurian's cocky speech remained the same, but it began to feel out of place.

“It won’t be like before. I’ve already finished talking.”

The moment the guy who always spoke politely stopped doing so, the sense of alienation began to multiply.

“Who are you…….”

BAM──!

When he came to, Yurian was standing in front of Claude with his bloodshot eyes wide open.

And right in front of him was the guy's sword, shining like a jewel.

‘… … Is this kid really dying!?’

It was fortunate that I defended myself with the sword I unconsciously pulled out, otherwise it would not have been strange if I had died from that attack with a single stroke.

This much is certain.

Yulian, this guy is completely different from the guy I saw before.

“Uh, uh… Did you bring your dying body here to avenge your defeat in the first match?”

“What are you talking about?”

Card ddeuk──.

Yurian's red eyes came closer as their swords met.

“This is overtime.”