Episode 124: Second Son Hunt (5)
Hugo Les Baskerville asked.
“… … son What are you doing there?”
dead pan. A very casual tone.
It is like a father coming out of a drink and facing his son on the roadside.
Hugo’s everyday tone was so calm that Andromalius unwittingly continued to imitate Set.
[Ah, Father! He came here as a fisherman… … !?]
Andromalius put on a bright expression, but suddenly realized the situation again.
He is now in the form of a demon.
Anyone can see that it is the evil spirit itself that took over Set’s body.
got caught got caught up
It was even discovered right away on the spot, so there is no point in imitating it anymore.
However, the gaze Hugo looked down on Andromalius was consistent, as in the past and now.
trash.
It doesn’t matter if it’s Set or Andromalius, whether it’s Andromalius who stole Set’s body or Andromalius whose soul remains.
Unpleasant objects are arranged to disappear from view at some point.
Hugo was looking down at Andromalius with that gaze.
“You don’t look like a horse, son.”
Hugo said one word, still, terribly indifferent.
In an instant, Andromalius gnashed his teeth.
[Son, don’t be a son. Who do you dare to mock on a human subject!]
Andromalius exploded his anger at Hugo, who knew everything but openly used the title of son.
… … That moment.
[…] … !?]
Andromalius felt the snake on his left arm stiffen as he tried to reach Hugo.
‘what?’
Andromalius surged out of the cavity and stopped.
It was because even my feet felt numb as if they had cramps.
When I put Hugo in front of me, I couldn’t move for some reason.
‘Why are you stiff? Why?’
Andromalius is the king of the underworld. Ten demons who crossed over to the human world to open the era of destruction.
But why did you say that your body stiffened against someone like that in front of you?
‘fear? It can’t be. Even if you’re a sword master, you’re just a human after all!’
Nevertheless, Andromalius could not move his body.
I hate to admit it, but it was obvious that this uncontrollable feeling rising inside me was fear.
Andromalius was then able to understand this phenomenon.
It’s not scary, but it’s scary? It sounds strange, but it is possible.
Andromalius is clearly not afraid of Hugo.
The problem was the body.
Set Les Baskervilles.
His body is afraid of Hugo.
Andromalius half-opened his mouth in amazement.
A dog is a beast that cannot move in front of its owner.
It is the dog’s destiny to go when the owner calls, even though he knows he will die if he does.
‘But he died a long time ago?’
Andromalius thought.
However, the fear Set felt for Hugo was beyond his imagination.
Fear imprinted in the bone. A fear that will never be forgotten even after death.
That is affecting the next user of the body, Andromalius.
‘Oh, my! This is beyond calculation! Dad, move quickly… … !’
Andromalius’ face finally showed impatience.
If you turn your head, you can see the river in the distance.
All you have to do is burst the dam in front of it and bring the water into this cave, and everything is over.
However, the feet of the already frozen corpse do not move at all.
He even shivered so much that it was difficult to stand on the ramp.
When Andromalius was just rolling his eyes.
“… … sorry.”
An unfamiliar voice rang out.
Where Andromalius raised his head was Osiris.
He is shaking his head with an expression he has never seen before.
“I’m sorry, brother. I didn’t expect you to be so crowded.”
Hearing this, Andromalius called for joy inwardly.
So he changed his face to Seth’s and cried out in a mournful way.
[I became like this because of you! If only my brother would acknowledge me! If only my older brother had guided me to the right path, I wouldn’t have become like this! I didn’t even sell my soul to the devil!]
“… … .”
At those words, Osiris lowered his head with a more sorrowful expression.
Andromalius, who decided that the direction Osiris was standing in was the only way out, was about to move his body.
… F*ck!
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There was a single slash that pierced his back and came out of his chest.
[Ok!? But this kid again… … !]
Andromalius shouted, spitting out black blood from his mouth.
Vikir approached silently from behind and pierced Andromalius’ vertebrae with a knife.
“I’m used to it when it comes to rock climbing.”
On the way to raid Madame’s nest, I climbed for days and days, so I’m good at it.
Bikir looked up to see Osiris above.
Osiris, who was once thought to be a cold-blooded man without blood or tears, but when he gets older and sees him again, he sees his true self.
Bikir said.
“You don’t have to pay attention to what Iza says, bro.”
“… … !”
Osiris raises his head.
Bikir said briefly.
“Brother Set died at an early age, and this demon has just been hiding in his hide and acting.”
Half of it was a lie, but there was no way to prove it, so what to know?
Given the circumstances, it is difficult to explain further.
While Vikir consoled Osiris, he stabbed Andromalius three or four more times.
It wasn’t until Andromalius stretched out the snake on his left arm to counterattack that Vikir, who had fallen back, kicked off the rock wall and climbed up to the ceiling.
Before long, the gazes of Vikir and Hugo met.
nod-
Hugo nodded.
He is the head of Baskerville, the iron-blooded sword, but he currently does not have the authority to manage the dogs of Baskerville.
half day.
For half a day Bikir is their master.
It was what Hugo had promised when he brought the Pomeranian back.
Bikir turned his head away.
The moon was slowly sinking in the dark clouds.
Until the moonlight disappears and the light of dawn rises, everything in the iron-blooded sword and military authority belongs to Vikir.
Soon after, the owner gave the first command to the hounds.
“Bite and kill.”
The target is self-evident without any explanation.
“Heh heh heh… … You’re cutting all the demons like that in my life.”
“A Demon King-class demon. It will be a good experience.”
The Earl of Boston Terrier and Great Dane drew their swords.
All the seven counts, who were just gathering at the family to see Bikir, draw their swords at once, and terrifying killing spews out.
seureung-
Osiris Le Baskerville, the iron-blooded sword master, also drew his sword.
A brotherly love that has never been shown because it is clumsy in expressing emotions.
When it touches Osiris’s sword, it spreads to a pale bloody color.
flutter –
yet. The black bloody robes swayed in the wind.
Seven hundred graduates, led by the seven counts, each raised their swords.
Per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-per-
Andromalius’ whole body began to explode.
cut and cut again stab and stab again
Countless fierce dog teeth gnawed through Andromalius’ entire body.
Andromalius was immobilized by Madame’s venom and by the fear of his body’s original owner.
[Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!]
Andromalius exerted all his strength to exert the power of the demon king.
Innumerable bloodsucking flies are infested.
Gastropods at the tomb. The massive worms that once ruled the world soared high into the air.
However, they did not rise very high because they were pickled in the water flowing along the walls of the cave and the groundwater contaminated with spider poison.
Plenty-
Even more so after Osiris’s sword split Andromalius’ spirit body and Set’s body in half at the same time.
[…] … Huh!?]
At the same time that Set’s head flew into the air, Andromalius’s neck was also separated.
It was a very pointless end for a mastermind who drove the continent to the brink of destruction before returning.
yet. The situation was sorted out.
Each Knights infiltrated into the training wing where Set stayed.
Anyone could easily enter during the training period when the barriers disappeared.
The terrible magic and poison, the corpses of flies, and the bones of children strewn about were enough to astonish everyone.
“You hit the ball again.”
“He’s my nephew, but he’s really great. proud.”
A Boston Terrier and a Great Dane show off their face with Bikir and come over and stroke her hair.
The other seven counts also secretly pretended to know Bikir and gave compliments and compliments.
“… … .”
Meanwhile. Hugo and Osiris are silent as they look deep inside the training hall.
Countless strewn bones, strewn miasma, the rotten and twisted interior of the cave.
“… … Is this the inside of the Baskerville family?”
Hugo’s voice came from the depths of his lungs.
He didn’t show it, but he seemed shocked too.
Is it because of the corruption and death of the second son, or is it about a mighty demon hiding nearby, or both?
I don’t know what else is inside him. No, maybe even himself.
On the other hand, Osiris’ mind was a little easier to understand than Hugo’s.
“… … set.”
Osiris looked at the deep pool where Set supposedly stayed.
A cold, narrow, solitary den. Has Set been sharpening his sword and harboring poison for such a long time?
Osiris recalled the long years when Set had entered the closed corps training.
Where the heck did it go wrong?
at that time.
Bikir stepped forward.
“You don’t have to blame yourself, brother. This is all the work of the devil.”
But Osiris shook his head.
“no. Giving the devil an excuse is also wrong. It’s my fault. Set has followed me very much since he was a child.”
The confession that came out of his mouth was rather surprising. Bikir opened his eyes a little wide, but he didn’t express his feelings.
Osiris said with a hint of sadness in his expressionless expression.
“It is the second thing to feel sorry for the corruption and death of flesh and blood. Prior to that, the people of Baskerville, the children who would become the future of the territory, had been sacrificed so many times… … And I regret that I have been neglecting it until now.”
“… … .”
On that point, Vikir couldn’t help but nod her head.
But this happened even before the regression. It wasn’t something that could be stopped.
… … Right then.
“What!?”
In the distance, one of the Pit Bull Knights screamed.
Baskerville, Staffordshire. The knight who once assisted Bikir stretched out his sword and shouted.
“enemy! The enemy is alive! Run away!”
At those words, more than seven hundred gazes turned to one place at once.
It was the mask that underestimated the phenomenal vitality unique to monsters.
[Ha ha ha ha ha! Foolish hounds! Get rid of it!]
Andromalius was running away with only his head left.
He extends his winged snake’s tail down the cut of his neck and flies at great speed. towards the river in the distance.
[The time to open the gate will be delayed, but it can’t be helped! That’s what the other brothers will do! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-]
Andromalius cursed the Baskervilles and rushed straight to the embankment.
… … .
… … No, I was trying to run away.
seureung-
It would have happened if Hugo hadn’t pulled out the longsword at his waist.
… Flash!
A sound like explosives, a slash faster than lightning.
In that brief moment, all the knights of the Baskervilles saw it.
Seven dark red thunders powerful enough to split the sky into seven pieces.
It evaporated the thick layer of dark clouds in an instant and aimed at Andromalius beyond.
[Ha ha ha ha ha… … under?]
Andromalius couldn’t even finish laughing.
digig-
He disintegrated in mid-air without leaving a single piece of meat behind.
Even the soul was torn to shreds.
“… … .”
All the swordsmen of the Baskerville family became solemn at Hugo’s phenomenal power.
Seven Counts and even Osiris, the owner of the small house, look at Hugo’s back with trembling pupils.
Meanwhile. Hugo muttered as he looked up at the sky split into seven pieces.
“… … mustache. Shall I push it?”
It seemed that he was remembering the only traces of Roxana and Penelope, who had parted a long time ago, and who met again.
