Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight Chapter 20

The Return of the Destruction Level Death Knight Episode 20

Episode 20: Debt Collector (2)

“Pathetic bastard. “You’re still bluffing when it’s not enough to beg for her life.”

Orlan Demisch snapped his fingers. Three bodyguards drew their swords on him.

“Please come to my senses. “Don’t kill me.”

The bodyguards surrounded Damian, laughing.

All three had a lot of gaps. It didn’t seem like he was that talented.

Apart from that, living felt heavy and sticky.

It was a life that was difficult to obtain by killing one or two people.

“Hey, master. “Would you like to show me something rare before I kill you?”

One of the bodyguards held a blade in front of his face.

A blue aura covered the blade. The bodyguard bragged, waving his sword in front of Damien.

“Do you see this? This is an auror. Lana Might have just looked around… … .”

Damian swung his sword. He drew a diagonal line, pulling it up from the bottom.

The long sword cut off the bodyguard’s neck. His head fell to the ground.

Even after losing his head, his torso remained standing for some time. Soon it collapsed to the floor.

No one realized what was happening.

Even the dead bodyguard.

“If you let your guard down when the enemy is right in front of you, it can be used.”

Damian swung his long sword in the air. Blood stains were scattered on the ground.

“Hey, you bastard!”

Another security guard exploded with anger as if he understood the situation.

“Lord, I will kill you!”

The bodyguard rushed in with his sword raised high.

It seemed like he was planning to split the top of Damian’s head in one fell swoop.

Damian waved the knife indifferently.

First, the two arms raised upward were amputated. Soon after, he cut his chest. Finally, he cut off his waist.

Three knife cuts.

The bodyguard died without seeing a single one of them.

“You’re slow and slow.”

Damian turned to look at the last remaining bodyguard.

The bodyguard’s eyes were shaking wildly.

“Ugh, wow!”

The bodyguard threw away his sword and turned around. He tried to throw himself through the window.

But before that, Damien kicked the ground. He brushed past the security guard.

A blood line was drawn on the bodyguard’s neck. His head fell to the ground.

“If you’re a coward, you shouldn’t have picked up the sword at all.”

As Damian said that, he looked back at Orlan Demisi.

Orland Demisch was completely entranced.

“W-that’s ridiculous… … Oh, how could Viscount Haksen’s devil, such a bastard…? … This kind of skill… … .”

Damian approached Orlan Demisi.

Only then did Orlan Demisi come to his senses and scream.

“Ugh, ugh! Argh!”

Orland Demisi struggled while sitting in his chair. The wind caused him to fall over the backrest.

Orlan Demisi was struggling on the floor. He barely managed to raise his body with his hands on the ground.

At that moment, a long sword fell towards my wrist. The blade cut my wrist.

“… … ah.”

Orland Demisi looked at his shrunken wrist with an expression of disbelief.

“Ahh! Ouch! My, my hand! My Soo… … “Wow!”

Damien kicked Orlan Demisch in the chin.

The scream stopped as the mouth closed. Orland Demisi held his mouth and moaned.

“Shut up. noisy.”

Damien held the blade close to Orland Demisch’s neck.

Orland Demisy’s face became thoughtful.

“D-Damian ha, Haxen! “No, no, Damien!”

The fear of death suppressed the pain. Orlan Demisi knelt down in front of Damian.

“I didn’t know that this lowly thing was worth my life, so I was talking carelessly!”

At this moment, the only thought that came to Orland Demisy’s mind was that he had to survive.

“Please, please spare my life! “I will beg you like this!”

“No. “If you want to live, you have to say something different.”

Damian brought the blade closer. His skin was cut and blood flowed.

Orland Demisi shook his head desperately.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of thoughts passed through my mind.

“… … “I will do my best to serve you, even the dukedom!”

Orland Demisch shouted desperately.

“Smart guy.”

Only then did Damian take away the knife.

* * *

After sending Damian away, Viscount Haxen could not sit still for even a moment.

I walked around the room and just sighed.

It was not only Viscount Haxen. Her youngest son, Abel, was also behaving just like his father.

“ha.”

“ha.”

The two father and son sighed equally. Their expressions were the same, as if they were parents and children.

“Honey, just sit down and rest. “Then the ground will disappear.”

“Abel, come and sit here too.”

Mrs. Haxen and her eldest daughter Louise said.

Unlike the father and son, the mother and daughter were enjoying tea time with a relaxed attitude.

“Madam, how can I sit and rest? “The family may fall.”

“Sister, that’s right. “How can I remain silent when my family’s fate is at stake?”

In response to the two people’s protests, Mrs. Haxen and Louise spoke with calm faces.

“Damian said he would take care of it.”

“that’s right. “For now, let’s trust Damian and wait.”

Viscount Haksen and Abel looked puzzled.

“How can you be so relaxed?”

“Sister, do you believe what you said?”

Mrs. Haxen took a sip of tea. After enjoying the scent, she opened her mouth.

“Has Damian ever stepped forward and failed? “There wasn’t one.”

“That was possible because Damian had extraordinary swordsmanship skills. But swordsmanship and negotiation skills are two different things.”

Damian clearly has tremendous skills.

But that only worked in practice.

In a negotiation where tact and speaking skills were important, it was of no use.

“Father, let’s go see my brother right now.”

Viscount Haksen was moved by Abel’s words.

Yes, it’s better to go and help Damian right now… … .

“You said you would trust Damian, but you’re going to help him?”

“Father, I think you’d better not do that.”

Viscount Haksen was shocked by the mother and daughter’s comments.

You said you would trust me and leave it to you, but suddenly you intervene?

It was an act of complete disregard for Damian.

It was a time when Viscount Haksen was unable to do either this or that.

The door burst open and Damian came in.

“Father, I’m back.”

The entire family was delighted with Damien’s appearance.

In particular, my father could run away in one step.

“Damian! What happened? Was it resolved well?”

“Yes, it is resolved. “I even received confirmation from them that they would no longer inquire about the debt.”

A bright smile appeared on Viscount Haxen’s face.

Then I suddenly felt something strange. Even though the negotiation results were good, it was too good.

Rather than delaying the repayment date or receiving a debt reduction, you won’t ask at all?

“Is that true?”

“Yes, I thought you wouldn’t believe me already, so I brought you here myself.”

Damien gestured. A man walked in from beyond the door.

Although he was well dressed, his clothes were disheveled and his hair was matted, making him look shabby.

“You can tell me yourself.”

“Yes, yes!”

The man trembled at Damian’s words and nodded.

“Ha, you are Viscount Haxen, right? Hello, nice to meet you. “My name is Orlan Demisch, and I am the western branch manager of Dash & Cash.”

“Yeah, that’s right… … .”

Viscount Haxen was greatly embarrassed. Something about him was very different from what he expected.

“I said I wouldn’t ask about the debt… … “Is that true?”

“Really! From today onwards, there will be no need to bother Viscount Haksen with money issues! “Yes, no!”

Orland Demisch shouted loudly. Viscount Haxen’s embarrassment grew even greater.

“What on earth did Damian say… … “Did you allow that?”

“A knightly duel will soon begin between the duke and marquis! Instead of paying back his debt, Damian Haxen decided to participate in the duel!”

As for the duel taking place between the duke and the marquis, Viscount Haksen had heard of it before.

It was an important duel that even a duke could never lose, as the family’s honor was at stake in the gold mine.

“I never thought they would put such a condition on it… … .”

In other words, Damian was trying to pay off his debt by selling his military power.

If this was the case, Viscount Haksen had no choice but to accept it.

“Damian… … “You really solved it on your own, as promised.”

“I told you. “Please believe me.”

Viscount Haksen looked embarrassed. In fact, it was because he did not completely trust Damian.

“Thank you for your hard work. Let’s just go in and rest… … .”

At that time, something strange came into Viscount Haksen’s field of vision.

Orland Demisy’s wrist was wrapped in a bandage. The bandage was stained red because his blood had leaked out.

“… … Damien?”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I’m asking just in case… … “Is that your wrist?”

“There was some disagreement during the negotiations, so we had no choice.”

I suddenly felt dizzy. Viscount Haxen placed his hand on his forehead.

“Oh, and I think you should send the servants to clean the parlor.”

“Why why? “What is going on again?”

“In the process of resolving a conflict of opinion, I ran into these damn bodyguards.”

Damien pretended to slit his throat with the blade of his hand.

“I ended up making the living room a little dirty.”

Viscount Haxen swept his face with both palms.

I took a deep breath and shouted.

“Demiaaaan! “What have you done again?”

* * *

Damian explained the details to Viscount Haxen.

Viscount Haxen was angry at first, but his reaction completely changed when he heard that Orland Demisy had harassed Louise.

-Have you seen this killer!

The family stopped Viscount Haksen from going on a rampage. Thanks to this, Orlan Demisi was able to stay safe.

-Then the debt is not gone yet.

Orlan Demisch was only a branch manager. The real person Damian would be negotiating with was the Duke.

-Your skills are outstanding, without a doubt… … I don’t know if the Duke will deal with you.

It was natural for Viscount Haxen to be worried.

It was clear that powerful knights would be gathered by the duke’s side.

In order to participate in the duel, you had to jump over them.

-Are you confident?

In response to Viscount Haxen’s question, Damian nodded without hesitation.

* * *

So the next day came.

Damian came out ready to go on a trip.

Agnes and his family were waiting for Damian at the entrance to the estate.

“Agnes, thank you for your help in many ways.”

Damian first thanked Agnes.

Agnes not only prevented the war with the marquis, but also cured Victor.

Thanks to the holy method used by the priest who was part of the investigation team, Victor was able to recover from his serious injuries.

“It was something that had to be done.”

Agnes said indifferently in response to Damian’s gratitude.

“The investigation is roughly over, so we plan to return the day after tomorrow.”

Damian is leaving today. Today was the last time the two met.

“I hope Damian’s journey will be blessed.”

Agnes made the sign of the cross. Damien did the same.

“Oh, and if you change your mind… … .”

“I have no intention of becoming a Holy Knight.”

It seemed like that sound was going to come out already, so Damian cut it off like a knife.

Agnes’ face naturally became glum.

“Then I will have a nice trip.”

Next, Damien said hello to his family.

“Damian, take this.”

His mother held something out to Damian. It was a potion with a gold frame around it.

“It’s a high-level potion that I got lucky with some time ago. It is said that wounds that are life-threatening can be healed quickly. “Hold it carefully and use it when it becomes dangerous.”

My mother’s explanation continued at length.

But nothing reached Damian’s ears.

I had seen this potion when I killed my younger brother under the orders of Acrich Dorgo.

Her mother poured this potion while holding her brother’s decapitated body.

My mother’s screams and complaints were still loud in my ears.

“… … ,”

Emotions that had been buried in unpleasant memories came to mind.

Hatred for Dorgo, anger at myself for being powerless, and despair at the terrible reality.

It slowly took over Damian’s mind.

“Damian?”

Damian suddenly came to his senses at the sound of his mother’s voice. He said as he carefully placed the potion bottle in his arms.

“… … thank you “I will make sure to return this potion when I return.”

Damian looked back at Louise and Abel one last time.

My sister had a worried expression on her face. Abel was avoiding Damian’s gaze.

“Damian, you must take care of yourself. Understand?”

Damian nodded and then looked at his brother.

The younger brother tried to avoid Damian’s gaze.

“Abel.”

“… … why.”

“When we get back, let’s practice archery.”

A question appeared on Abel’s face at the sudden remark.

Damian whispered in Abel’s ear.

“Doesn’t the daughter of the Copperhead family like hunting? “If you want to go and look good, you have to know how to shoot a bow well.”

Abel’s face turned red at those words.

“Huh, how did you know that… … .”

While working as a mercenary in his previous life, Damian continued to gather information about Viscount Haxen.

Among them, there was also a story about Abel’s failed proposal to the daughter of Count Copperhead.

I even heard that he was greatly insulted by the count because he had no money and was of low status.

“There is a way to know everything.”

Damien approached the carriage, leaving Abel in confusion.

“Oh, are you here?”

Orland Demisch opened the carriage door with his only free hand.

“The carriage is quite spacious.”

Damian said as he looked inside the carriage.

“Well, I can’t stand being in an uncomfortable position, so I bought something expensive on purpose.”

“With a carriage like this, you can look forward to traveling. yes?”

“Of course! “We will take special care to ensure that there are no inconveniences other than horse carriages.”

Orlan Demisi said with a smile.

“It’s a good attitude.”

Damian patted Orland Demisi on the head and got into the carriage.

Victor quickly followed Damian onto the carriage.

The carriage ran down the street.

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