Elf Slave Knight 144

Chapter 144 – 144. Athlete’s Entry (1)

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The crown prince of the Kingdom of Valois, Luan, regarded the militia as a great threat as it constantly lit up the flames of resistance no matter how much they trampled on them.

He ordered the Roxfield family to go out.
After that, he dispatched even the seven swords of the kingdom to protect the capital Lute Mine.

He tried to quell the civil rebellion occurring simultaneously in various parts of the kingdom by sortieing out the renowned knights and elite corps one after another. However, in the process, the industrial base of the kingdom was destroyed and even local lords were killed by angry militias, making the situation worse.

“We need well-trained knights to suppress the rebels with minimal damage!”
“However, no more dispatches are allowed! You don’t know, if even the remaining knights in the capital are dispatched, who the hell will protect Lutemine?”
“It’s as if you don’t know death… ! No matter how many times I kill you, you keep running….”

The nobles who attended the military meeting spoke passionately about the power shortage, which was like an endemic disease, while talking about the difficulty of the situation.

The kingdom army was unable to escape the uprising of the citizens’ army, which flowed like a tide. To make matters worse, the Royal Army soldiers who had not been paid for half a year were stoking the collapse of the Kingdom Army by deserting without permission or joining the citizen army.

“Where is the Earl of Roxfield?”

Asked Luan.
An aristocrat answered him.

“We should be putting down the rebellion in the South by now.”

The kingdom’s hounds, the Roxfield family, were still showing unwavering loyalty to the Valois royal family.

The valiant knights of the Roxfield family managed to prevent the division of the kingdom by repeating a series of victories against the raging militia. If it had not been for the Roxfield family, the capital, Ruthemine, would have had to experience the wrath of the citizen army firsthand.

“Where did the kingdom’s first sword go in a situation where the fortunes of the country were at stake!”

The nobleman in charge of commanding the troops shouted out loud and poured out his anger at the kingdom’s first sword, which suddenly disappeared without any sign.

Heinkel disappeared.
As if foretelling the destruction of the kingdom of Valois.

After transferring all the property he had accumulated so far to the servants who worked in the mansion, he sent them back to their hometown. And as Heinkel, the owner of the mansion, also disappeared, the mansion of the first sword in the kingdom became an empty space.

‘Sir Heinkel, did you finally abandon the kingdom… !!’

The crown prince of the kingdom, with a handsome face, distorted his face as he slammed the table.

Ruan was a crown prince with a gentle side and arrogance like Anhamuin, but he sincerely respected Heinkel, the first sword in the kingdom.

I respected him even before I grew up.
He longed for the strength of the kingdom’s first sword. Even in the flow of time, he made him his ideal with unchanging strength. So Luan even had the idea of ​​wanting to be recognized by Heinkel by reviving the kingdom of Valois, which was on the decline.

“What happened to the news sent to the Holy Empire!”

Louan shouted loudly.

He requested help from the Holy Empire with the authority of the Crown Prince, who was acting as the King’s representative.

Bring in foreign troops to suppress the militia.
Realizing that there was no sharp way out, Luan decided to bring the Holy Empire’s army into the country and have them suppress the militia.

“Please reconsider! No matter how friendly the Holy Empire is… , You cannot bring foreign troops into the country!”

Most nobles opposed Luan’s plan.

Although it is said that it is in a desperate situation, it is a decision to bring foreign troops into the country after careful consideration. It was only natural for the nobles to look embarrassed.

At that, Luan shouted again.

“Then what do you mean? Would you regret it if an angry mob ever entered Rutemine? If that happens, all of us gathered here, as well as our families and families, will be torn apart by the hands of an angry mob! Do you really want to do that?”

The crown prince glared at the nobles.

At that sharp gaze, the nobles had to shut their mouths like dumb people who drank honey.

‘When the rebellion is suppressed and the country calms down again, Lord Heinkel will come back… ! There was no way Lord Heinkel would abandon the kingdom he had been in for hundreds of years so easily. This time, I will prove my worth to Lord Heinkel.’

Ruan bit her lip and looked at the military map on the table.

The kingdom army spread all over the kingdom.
And the militia that raised an uprising from all sides as if besieging the kingdom army.

A new force needed to intervene in the worsening war situation. Luan knew that it was impossible to suppress the militia with the current kingdom army, so he requested military support from his ally, the Holy Empire.

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Druin, a descendant of Agares who refused to be ruled by the vampire queen and became a wanderer, had to deal with pursuers who were blinded by the bounty while wandering aimlessly.

Each time he piled up a mountain of corpses.

He cut off the heads of knights with a sense of justice, and killed soldiers blinded by success.
And as he slaughtered even the hunters who had been burning with desire at the thought of claiming his fortune, he showed the Holy Empire and the 66 kingdoms that his knife skills were still intact.

‘What kind of situation is this… ?’

A small country on the outskirts located between the Holy Empire and the Kingdom of Valua.

Druin, who escaped the pursuit and hid in an unknown country, was caught up in an unexpected incident while walking on a deserted trail.

“Damn it, where did you send him from!”
“I’m afraid the pursuit team is already coming!”

A carriage passing through the trail.
And the mercenaries who surrounded the wagon as if escorting it.

The mercenaries glared at Druin and shouted.

Did something sting
They started blowing unsolicited information as they pointed their sharp weapons at Druin.

These guys are obviously newbies. He couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of the mercenaries threatening him with sloppy workmanship. It’s ridiculous to be threatened. He would be astonished if he knew that the person in front of him was the worst criminal who had been ordered to be summarily punished by the Holy Empire and the 66 kingdoms.

“The cart must be full of valuables. Otherwise, there would be no way dozens of mercenaries were attached to just one wagon. Put down the carts and get out. I don’t have any spare money because I’m being chased like crazy.”

Druin said.

He hung two longswords.
And he took a step towards more than 20 mercenaries.

At Druin’s threat, the mercenaries looked at each other and then laughed. Perhaps he thought that the enemy who suddenly stood in his way was just a thief seeking wealth, and threatened Druin with the intention of scaring him away.

“These days, thieves are fearless.”
“Did you think we would get scared if we threatened?”
“Even so, I was in trouble because of the damn princess of the kingdom of Valois…. First of all, I have to vent my anger with you.”

Druin, who was confronted by the menacing looking mercenaries approaching with arms raised, said with a smile.

“A situation surrounded by a large number of men. I’m not the humiliated heroine from some manga…. Sorry, but I’m not gay, so I’m not interested in male gangbangs.”

What are you talking about, you bastard?

Due to Druin’s incomprehensible remark, the mercenaries thought he was a madman suffering from mental illness.

“Kill!!”

The moment the chief mercenary shouted,
A sharp sonic boom swept away the mercenaries.

Red paint splattered. Pieces presumably made of flesh fell and rolled on the floor. Eventually, a large fountain poured out, creating a puddle of blood.

“Die, gays. I hope that next time I will be born as a heterosexual who eats women normally.”

After kicking the owner’s lost head,
Druin went through the pile of his corpses with his blood-soaked blade dangling.

Rummaged in his pockets. Then he put a cigarette in his mouth and headed towards the drivers guarding his carriage.

“Ah, the devil! How can you recruit so many mercenaries at once… !!”
“Not the devil. He’s just a fucking bad ass.”

Druin, who called himself like that, passed by the trembling and fearful coachman,

With a swing of his sword, he split the tent around his chariot. As he cut through the unpleasantly dark tent, he saw an overstocked supply of supplies in the wagon.

There were several items in the box. Fruit, wine and cigarettes were the most popular items. Druin, who opened the boxes one by one and checked the goods, tried to rob his entire wagon.

“Hey, wait! No, please wait!”

The coachman hurriedly ran and blocked Druin’s way.

Even though he was trembling, he tried to stretch out his arms to block him, and he looked pitiful.

“If this wagon is taken away, I am dead! So please… ! I, please give me your acknowledgment!”
“Well, that much….”

Would someone’s life be taken just because the wagon was lost to a thief?

At Druin’s words, the coachman put on a frustrated expression.

There is a reason, but I cannot tell you why.
The sharp-eyed Druin knew that the coachman was hiding something.

What you are hiding. Druin must have noticed something in the coachman’s reaction and started throwing the supplies inside the wagon outside. The coachman, who saw the supplies in the crates collapsing, had to look as if he would lose his mind at any moment.

“Elf?”

I found a woman in a narrow space that was covered by piles of supplies.

A gag in her mouth,
She has handcuffs on her hands and shackles on her feet.

There was an elf woman in the narrow space inside the wagon, which seemed difficult to breathe. It must have been a way to evade the surveillance of the checkpoint. The 20 or so mercenaries were put in to secretly transport the elven women, not the goods in the wagon.

“It wasn’t a product trade, it was a people trade.”

Druin giggled and looked at the coachman, who was trying to avoid looking at him.

She stretched out her hand in front of her.
He forcibly pulled the elf woman crouched in the wagon and threw it to the dirt floor.

“I changed my mind. You take those things. I only take this elf. You know, I was bored, but it turned out well.”
“Oh, no! You better take those things!”
“I know who is sick…. You don’t know that even if there are ten wagons, one elf is worth more?”

Elf slaves are very rare.

Many elves who were distributed on the continent crossed over to the Liberia Peninsula, and most of the elves who remained on the continent without crossing over to the peninsula were treated like playthings by humans and then sacrificed.

There are very few elves who still exist on the continent.
That’s why calling an elven slave was worth it.

“Looks like someone already bought it.”

There was a yellow mark on the elf’s elongated ears.

Ears were forcibly pierced and earrings were put on.
And a yellow mark was hanging from the earring.

It was a token engraved on slaves.
This slave had an owner who had already purchased it, and it meant that it was officially awarded in the slave market.

“Who bought it?”

Druin asked.

When I asked a question while tapping the hilt, the coachman, who hesitated to answer, opened his mouth.

“Bar, of the kingdom of Valois… , To transport to the capital…. But right now, the kingdom of Valois is in the middle of a civil war, so they were transporting through the side roads….”
“If you are a king, then you are a member of the royal family. Some kind of perverted royalty bought it to fuck an elf cunt.”
“According to rumors, the princess… , They say they’re buying up elven women….”

It was a story that could not be said to be particularly secret among slave traders.

Princess Catherine of the Kingdom of Valois.
It was because the news that she was buying elves and beautiful elven women had spread through the mouths of slave traders.

“A bitch called the princess of the kingdom of Valois…. Is she going to do a bobim with the elven beauties? Then she has no choice but to make a male intrusion into the bobim.”

Muttering her incomprehensible words, Druin glanced at the elven woman and pondered over her treatment.