Chapter 159 – For a Precious Person (3)
The moonlight permeates the armor that is full of scratches. Beinan, who had been watching the watermen close the distance, let out a sigh of relief. Thinking that maybe her today might be her her last day, her old memories her came to mind.
‘I miss you…….’
It’s a thing of the distant past. What happened when I was a mercenary commander, Falaire, not a knight, Beenan.
Ruined in the last war, having lost all of his men and fleeing to the county of Pelgarin, Vaynon sat down on the street, realizing his death.
People indifferently didn’t care about Bainen. Maybe he is right He must have felt that giving attention to the bloodied mercenary with his back against the wall was an obstacle in itself.
While everyone hated and feared Bainen, a nobleman dressed in silk approached him.
At first, he wondered if he was trying to yell at him to stop damaging the appearance of the city, but the aristocrat just sat on his knees and examined Bainen’s condition his.
─ Look! What are you doing here! Come to your senses!
At first, he tried to ignore it, but the nobleman confirmed that he was alive by slapping him on the cheek. Bainen, who felt it hurt more from being slapped by a nobleman than from a stab wound on his body his, grew nervously.
— Oh, shit. What are you doing?
– I’m alive. But why are you pretending to be dead?
– Plague. Don’t worry, I’ll die soon.
─ I’ll die at the foot of the mountain if I want you to turn off my nerves! Even if you come all the way to the city and say such a thing, there is no credibility whatsoever! Isn’t it! Don’t build your pride and say you want to live if you want to live!
The nobleman, who had been angry for a long time, wrapped his arms around Bainen. He was a Beinun that he wanted to refuse, but he couldn’t get rid of the nobleman because his body he had no power. In the end, the aristocrat carrying Beinun did not let go of his hand and his holding Beinun’s leg, even as his silk clothes his were stained with blood.
─There is a family wagon nearby, so I’ll go there! I know a good doctor, so the wound can be healed in no time!
Bainen wondered if this man was sane. Would you put a fallen mercenary on the street in my family’s wagon and call a doctor? Bainen, who was so dumbfounded, asked a question.
─ There is nothing that can be given just because you saved it. If you want something in return, let it go.
─ It seems that the mercenary was right. If you look at the world crookedly.
─Are you saying you don’t want anything in return?
The nobleman who glanced at Bainen looked straight ahead again.
─ If it’s a price…… When he recovers later, tell my son how great he is. I want to be a great father
Laughter comes out at the humble request.
– There’s nothing you can’t do if you want to. What’s your name
Bainen grunted as if he was heavy, but the noble answered calmly.
—Wellian. Wellian Deharm.
That was the first meeting with Wellian Deharm, the father of Theorade and the ancestor of the Deharm family.
Recalling her past her, Beinan laughed bitterly, looking up at the sky and shouting loudly.
“Are you watching!? At that time, I owed you my life once, so this time I will definitely pay it back with interest!”
Naturally, there was no answer. The nearest sprayer just kicked off the ground and jumped in. Bainen, who changed his expression and straightened his sword, looked at the movement of the killer. A longsword gently lifted. The angle of the twisted handle makes you anticipate the next attack.
Just before Salsu could swing his sword, Bainan pulled back his left foot and snapped his left humerus back. Whiing! An attack swung diagonally cuts through the air. Disappointment lingers on the killer’s face when the attack misses. Bainun thrust his fist into the killer’s jaw and threw it away, swinging his sword lightly.
Fuhak!
Salsu’s throat cracks and blood pours out. Bainun immediately turned around and kicked the water from behind her in the stomach. Water sprayed the floor with a dull noise. I wanted to kill him for confirmation, but now was not the time. Bainun swung her sword at her side her without pause.
Visor!
The sound of metal friction. The dagger stabbed by the killer is spinning in the air. Quickly reversed the sword, Bainen slashed the sword with all his might. Kwajik! The blade of the sword slit the shoulder blades and vomited blood. Quickly pulling out his sword, Bainen found the killer trying to strike the sword in the blind spot. The skin was cold, and the action was spontaneous.
Kang!
Bainen, who had blocked the killer’s sword with his cross guard, raised his sword while shouting. Kikigi Geek—! Sparks fly and the salsu’s arm is lifted. Bainen rotated his sword and reversed the offense. Bainen, who placed the tip of the sword as the killer’s heart his, stabbed the sword without hesitation.
Hooked!
The water that pierced the heart drops the weapon. Immediately pulling out the sword and trying to deal with the next enemy, Bainen hesitated. He had n’t thought of getting the sword caught in his ribs to come out. After a couple more attempts, Bainun gave up his sword and charged at the next opponent.
The murderer, who had been hesitant at the successive deaths of his comrades, stabbed him with a dagger belatedly. Bainun twisted hastily, but the blade of his dagger his tore his side apart. The pain was overwhelming, but Bainen didn’t stop and grabbed the killer and knocked him over.
Courage! Before the fallen killer could even come to his senses His, Bainen, who had snatched the dagger, slashed the killer’s neck in anger. Once, twice, three times. Quickly lowering his neck his, Beinan felt a noise behind his back his and threw himself to the side.
Thud!
A huge double-edged ax was stamped in the place where Bainen had been before. The entrails of the watering can burst and his blood gushed out. Give that hulking another chance and I’ll die. Instinctively feeling threatened, Bainen kicked off the ground and slashed the hulking through the neck with his dagger.
“——!”
The hulking roared and struggled, but Bainen clung tenaciously. His stature his thrust the dagger under his chin his, dodging his reckless fists his. Having been attacked twice in the neck, the hunk collapsed with a boiling sound.
Bainen, who immediately pulled out a double-edged ax, approached the killer who had been hit in the stomach and was rolling on the floor. Possibly because his intestines had ruptured, Bainen slammed the ax down on the back of the watering can who was crawling on the floor unable to get up.
Bang!
A bloody scream. The body of the salsu, who had been trembling like a convulsion, droops. Bainen, who was breathing heavily while looking down at the death of the killer, looked around. Except for Tolask, there are now three killers. However, he seemed to be frightened and couldn’t get closer to Bainen.
“Why are you so nervous…….”
Heart beats like it’s about to burst You need to take some time to calm down your body. In the space where the scent of her blood Her smelled fishy, Beinun squirmed resolutely.
“Did you only think about killing, and not think about dying?”
Sick bastards. Vainun muttered weakly and picked up a longsword lying on her floor her. At that moment, as if it was an opportunity, three killers rushed in at once. Despite the assassins’ assault, Bainun hastily straightened his stance and raised his sword to strike.
Kang! Caang! Kang-!
Block, stab, kick, grab, hit, hit. In a space similar to hell, Bainun became Sura and stabbed her angler to death. Killing them both after a scuffle, Bainun swung a sword clinging to her flesh. The last surviving killer also took a blow as if he couldn’t die.
Each other’s swords aimed at the head and fell down. The one difference is that Bainun twisted his head back and Salsu didn’t. Knock! In the end, Salsu’s head was split and Bainen was stabbed in the eye. The torn eyes his ooze pale fluid along with blood. The stabbed eyes were hot as if they were on fire.
“Damn it…….”
Bainnon, groaning in pain as she clutched at her torn eyes her, brought her to one knee. It’s a physical limit. Her blood her oozes from her torn side her, and she loses her eyes in the end because of her carelessness her. Every time she inhales and exhales, the blood that flows through her heart she flows out.
There is no strength in the body Her to the point of wanting to give up everything right away. One Tolask was left before her eyes her. That was why Beinun would n’t let go of her sword.
“That’s strange.”
Tolask, who was puzzled by that, muttered in a low voice.
“For refusing money is not enough, to fight a fight in which you may die. I know that the mercenary commander Falair I know wasn’t such a great man.”
“…… Do you know me?”
“Everyone knows. When he was young, he used to listen to your biography with interest. The leader of a legendary mercenary corps that renews the undefeated record. After being defeated for the first time at the Battle of Crete Basin, he died bravely. Isn’t he the perfect subject for a conversation? Although the fact that the main character of the story is still alive is a flaw.”
“…….”
“I even remember your mannerisms. Know how to fear death, know how to be afraid of enemies, and do not despise survival. Wasn’t it a famous proverb that was still talked about among mercenaries? But why….”
I hate to hear it.
“I am a knight—!”
A loud cry echoes through the heavens. The blood-clad Bey Nun lowered his sword to the ground and rose from his seat using a walking stick. It was not a horse, but its spirit his was not damaged. After taking a deep breath, Bainen shouted in succession.
“A knight must not fear death for the sake of his lord his! You don’t know how to be afraid of enemies! Survival should be viewed with disgrace!”
Only then can he protect the young master and Theorad. A knight that no one can protect is not a knight. Reaffirming his convictions his, Vaynon drew his sword and glared at Tolask. It had only one eye, but it had enough momentum to intimidate the opponent.
“The mercenary commander Falair died that day in the Basin of Crete! What makes my heart beat now is the grace of my lord, Viscount Wellion!”
The damn nobleman asked to protect his son his. That was the only will that Wellion left as he died. He repeatedly asked for help for his son to survive in this harsh world, even with tears streaming down his face.
Because Bainen was a knight, he could not refuse his lord’s command. So, he was prepared to lay down his life like a grass dog for the sake of his benefactor and lord Wellian’s son, Theo Rad. Even if no one knows about today’s battle…… Bainen was to protect Theorard.
“So…”
The blood that flowed through his eyes formed on his chin and dripped down. However, Bainen didn’t care. All I could do was hold him in position and force his loose grip. A warrior’s smile formed on the corner of Bainen’s mouth as he shed tears of blood.
“Until I see your body, I cannot die.”
Do you still have the strength to fight? The moment Tolask, who was very impressed, drew his weapon his, Baenon vomited and charged.
“——!”
Not as the mercenary commander of the Sky Hawk, but as a vassal knight of the Deharm family.
