I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

49 – Blood Sword (2)

Bear Beast Man. Bester was originally a mercenary active in the northern conflict zone.

He did not work alone. For some reason, the world seems to have a preconceived notion that beastmen mercenaries are lonely, but contrary to their appearances, beastmen are normal people and not beasts.

He knew how to lead a normal social life.

Bester joined a mercenary group as a new member at the time.

It was a mercenary group that had been contracting with the demon camp for a long time. It was also a place so famous that it became quite infamous among humans.

There were no personal feelings about signing a contract with the demons.

The reason was that there were more strong people in the demon camp who could kill the beastman warriors.

In other words, it was much safer to have humans as enemies.

At the time, the war situation was very smooth.

It is said that the battle lines between demons and humans were always pushing and pushing against each other, but his rookie days were so powerful that it could be said to be the best.

The humans repeatedly retreated in desperate despair, and the demons seemed to chase the defeated soldiers to the end of the continent and bite them to death.

The long-standing wish of the demons. He was like that even when he was just before the gates of Arctania.

Bester remembered the stories his seniors told in front of the wood fire.

Meat and alcohol. It was just a quick chat while eating and drinking.

There were words that passed by without much meaning.

“I heard they will arrive at the gate tomorrow.”

“That’s good. “If things continue like this, it will be easy to attack tomorrow.”

“Have you ever been there? Actania Gateway. “It was notorious.”

“Quite a long time ago. Don’t be too scared though. Things are going great right now so it will be okay. I pushed all the way down here, but I can’t see the white rose flag. It means that the Marquis of Eloran is acting late. “Without those guys, there’s nothing wrong with the gateway.”

His seniors were experienced enough to be recognized by everyone in the mercenary industry.

I knew not only the demon camp that I had been fighting with for a long time, but also the situation of humans.

I don’t know the details, but it seemed like the reinforcements that were supposed to come from behind the humans didn’t arrive in time.

So, they said that the people waiting at the gate would be no different from now.

He remembered people laughing at him, asking what they could do when they just ran away every time.

“Oh, by the way, I heard there are strange guys on the other front.”

“A strange guy? Also, did someone with special abilities come out?”

“Similar thing. I heard that something like a new religion that I had never heard of was involved. Aside from being a religious game, I think your skills are useful.”

“Aren’t you saying this because you feel embarrassed about losing to humans? “Anyway, when it comes to pulling off winged guys, you’re the best on the continent.”

“Those bastards are like that. Anyway, I might see those religious people this time.”

Vesper kept the story of his predecessor in his head just in case.

His senior was so strong that it might be okay, but he was still just a rookie.

It’s a time when even kittens’ claws are scary. I thought there was no harm in being careful.

Even beastman mercenaries have one life.

He could easily defeat ordinary humans, but he knew well that not all humans were ordinary.

Looking back now, the decision of that day was the best decision of his life.

The melted castle wall was bubbling.

The familiar smell of blood and dust blew from the castle built by humans.

It was definitely a smooth battlefield.

The magic of the demons demolished the castle walls with overwhelming firepower, and the battlefield immediately turned into hand-to-hand combat.

It was a development that had promised a firm victory so far.

But it was different now.

The wounded soldier, completely injured, ran away like he was crawling on the floor.

Those with good legs ran while stepping on their allies, and sometimes the warriors who ran bravely had their upper and lower bodies split into two.

There were so many corpses cut by swords that one could run over one’s feet. The seniors who had gone ahead were nowhere to be seen.

Vesper felt a sense of déjà vu. The arm that was rolling around on the floor earlier felt somehow familiar.

– A night of lost and wandering. A screaming soul. A soothing lamp.

A calm voice resonates in my mind.

A beautiful sound that I have never heard before in my life. A comfortable yet strangely fearful voice, reminiscent of a gentle lullaby, cast darkness over the battlefield.

To Bester, it seemed as if one side of the world had fallen into night.

In the pitch-black darkness, a lamp swayed gently.

Some people walked as if fascinated by the lantern, while others saw the girl behind the lantern. I saw the owner of the voice.

His appearance was pitiful enough to be unsuitable for the battlefield.

Noble-looking silver hair and red eyes that are somehow reminiscent of blood.

The girl dressed in black robes was holding a lantern in one hand and a large ax in the other.

“That’s a b*tch! “That b*tch needs to be killed!”

A demon rushed to kill the girl.

It was a cool-headed and accurate judgment. This night will end when the girl dies, and her girl’s ax looks very sluggish.

It seemed like she wouldn’t be able to escape the clutches of her demons with such skill.

Yes. It seemed that way.

With one slow swing of the axe, her demon’s head was cut off.

Bester did not properly see the series of processes. The outcome that the demons would die had been decided from the beginning, and it seemed as if the world had been distorted accordingly.

– Rest at the end of the journey. May quiet and sweet dreams accompany your weary soul.

The girl waved her lantern again as if nothing had happened.

Slurp. Someone collapsed next to me.

Blood was dripping from his neck, and even after Bester washed his eyes, it seemed like he had committed suicide.

Instinct shouted. You shouldn’t look at that light.

But the real problem wasn’t the girl.

A beast lived in the night. It was a beast disguised as a human.

A man with black hair. Every time his blade flashed, someone’s blood splattered.

Because of the black color melting into the darkness, it was impossible to even follow the figure properly.

However, I felt like I could never forget those blue eyes.

Eyes reminiscent of a rabid predator. An ominous feeling that seems to flow through a blade. How can I forget that image that I fear will appear in my dreams?

Later, Bester said he was an ominous sword.

He learned that he came to be called Hyeonggeom (凶劍).

“Ugh… ….”

“Wow!”

Is it just a coincidence?

When the repeated screams stopped, one of his heads rolled over.

Tuk. Grumbling.

It was a face that Bester was familiar with.

The leader of his mercenary group. A warrior who was well-known in the industry was dead with a devastated look on his face.

And then a blade was thrust into Bester’s neck.

Needless to say, it was the sword of the beast. Death is coming. A death that cannot be resisted.

At that time, it was a girl carrying a lantern who saved Bester.

I couldn’t be more thankful for the voice that was so resentful.

“Stop. “Let’s let that guy live.”

“Why?”

“Because fear is contagious. “If we kill them all, there will be no one to spread it to.”

The beast obediently listened to the girl.

When I came to my senses, there seemed to be less than ten people alive, including Bester.

The survivors have one thing in common. The only thing that happened was that he lost his will to fight and put down his weapon.

Vesper used all his strength to run away.

* * *

I looked closely at the bear man who recognized us, but I couldn’t remember much either.

Because I wasn’t the type to remember each face on the battlefield.

It was the same whether it was an ally or an enemy. Unless it was someone I absolutely needed to know, I basically didn’t pay attention to them.

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On the other hand, Sirien was good at recognizing people.

It was the same this time too. He seemed to be looking intently at the bear beast, and then raised the corner of his mouth.

“Ah, I remembered. Are you that prisoner back then? He was sent alive from the gate.”

“Yes, yes…… You’re right. “You remembered.”

“You were the first to urinate. “I thought if he was this scared, I should save him.”

The bear spoke loudly to us.

It seemed like he really remembered something.

On the battlefield, Sirien often showed mercy to his enemies. If I wanted to kill them, I could have tracked down and killed those who ran away, but I didn’t do that.

The main reason was to spread fear. The more our enemies fear us, the faster our reputation spreads.

Originally, it was said that there was a slight difference between notoriety and fame.

But, according to Sirien, did that bear survive thanks to urine?

Somehow, the reason for surviving seemed somewhat dishonorable.

“If you know, the story is easy. Are you still curious about our lady’s face?”

“No. No. “I will explain it well above.”

The bear came out quite politely. The lion, which was acting like it was going to eat us, became much calmer after seeing the atmosphere.

“After listening to it, I’m curious. The fact that we sent him alive means he was an enemy. “How did it come here from demon land?”

“That’s it. “Don’t we have our own sources of news?”

“I guess there is.”

“Yes. That source promotes a lot of jobs here these days. “It’s actually making quite a bit of money.”

“Weren’t you in the Demon Territory? “The demon spirit heard news from here?”

“Well, that will happen, right?”

What doesn’t make sense is…… No.

Beastmen are gray molecules that can attach to both humans and demons.

Since they are people who follow money, not tribe, it would not be surprising if news of Al-Eum-Al-Eum spreads.

But it still smelled bad.

Because nobles are involved in this Requitas.

In all things in the world, there was a dirty side to any issue involving nobles.