Chapter 66 – Chapter 66 the King of Slaves-3
The entrance to the Blue Seal’s barracks.
The broken iron gate, the bodies of normal rank soldiers were lying around.
“I made an ignorant accident…”
Well, the more you do this, the easier it is to recover after the fact.
The basement approached towards the sound of the commotion heard in the night wind.
In front of the orphanage.
Familiar faces, commons surrounded the elves in a circle.
Everyone was holding a torch to ensure visibility.
“Drop your weapon right now!”
“If you don’t throw it away, I will shoot you!”
It was a crossbow in the hands of the commons surrounding the thirty elves.
The bow is a tricky weapon and takes a lot of training to get used to.
However, the crossbow was easy to handle and had excellent destructive power.
There is a range problem, but this kind of siege is an easy win.
“Did everything go according to plan?”
As the underground approached, the commons paused, then quickly looked ahead.
Uben, who was in command, reported.
“It worked almost as planned. But…”
“If you don’t let us out, we will kill this guy!”
Damod Galak shouted from the center of the beleaguered Elves.
The sword in his hand was pressed against the kobold’s neck.
“Your leader is already dead! If we get even one wound, Purple will never stand still!”
Debang, while trying to get him out of the detention center, was caught in a trap by the Commons.
“They’re holding hostages.”
“What should I do?”
Thirty elves couldn’t move carelessly.
Even if 5 rare ranks avoid crossbows, other normal ranks cannot survive.
However, if the rarity grade is outrageous, the damage to the commons will be severe. In addition, DeVang was held hostage.
Neither side can move easily.
Uben said lowly.
“As planned, I sent someone to the Dark Elf Enlil. It should arrive in about 10 minutes.”
“Then I’ll have to sort things out before then.”
Underground took a torch and stepped forward.
Galak, who recognized the approaching underground, seemed to have seen a ghost.
“How are you here…”
“I’m here to organize you guys.”
“… Was it all a trap?”
Galak gritted his teeth.
The other elves were also visibly agitated. Some even lowered their swords without realizing it.
After the death of the subterranean was confirmed, any hope that the commons would give up was shattered.
The basement was calmly recommended.
“Lay down your weapons and surrender? Now, everyone can go inside the lockup.”
“Garak…”
“Now stop…”
The other elves were speechless.
Being besieged in the Blue Seal’s stronghold, procrastinating time only made things worse.
“… Open the way!”
Galak screamed and pressed the neck of the debang he was holding with his sword.
“If you don’t want to see this guy die, open the road right away!!”
“…”
Underground looked at a familiar face among the elves.
Jadrun, the insider who provided all this information, hurriedly stopped Galak.
“Garak, don’t do that. They won’t let us go because of that.”
Mathematically, there’s no way a common’s life could cost more than 30 elves, right?
Taking Common as a hostage in the first place was an objectively absurd situation.
However, Galak’s hostage-taking had an unintended effect on the part of the party.
A sense of fellowship developed among the commoners while following the basement as the leader.
From a guy who might die tomorrow to a friend with the same dream.
The Commons did not know that DeVang had in fact betrayed the Underground.
“Leader…”
Garaon called anxiously.
Other commons also glanced underground.
“Galac! Do not do that!”
Even when Jadrun and other elves urged him to surrender, Galak did not give up.
If he lays down his weapon here, even if his life is saved, he will be a complete loser.
The plan to surpass Pamine and jump to the next runner has turned into a pit that completely destroys him.
Galak could never accept this reality.
“Come on, open the way! Do you think I can’t kill one of these commons!”
“…”
Ji-ha sighed as she watched Galak quietly.
“Everyone lower your weapons.”
At the command of the underground, the Commons lowered their crossbows in relief.
The elves also tried to lower their swords unintentionally, but quickly fixed them.
But the underground didn’t mean to let them go.
“You guys drop your weapons.”
“Don’t throw it away!”
Galak screamed, but he was already losing control of the elves.
The plan was read and they were on the verge of annihilation, taking lowly commons and taking hostages, so the elves’ trust in Garak had completely disappeared.
Garak’s face twisted unsightly as he heard the sound of his weapons being thrown away.
“The method is simple. Garak, beat me and I’ll let you go. That is all.”
“Damn it…”
Galak bit his lip, but the place was already occupied by the underground.
Even the elves were silently pressuring Galak.
“I’m keeping an eye on you…”
Galak pushed Devang, who was holding him hostage, to Zadrun next to him.
Zadroon brought the knife to DeVang’s throat with an anguished face.
Galak untied his arm and made his way towards the underworld.
“This trash common bastard, dare to play tricks? You know who I am!”
“The second son of Galak. He is the one whose family name precedes his own.”
“…”
Galak, who was stabbed in the painful part, grabbed his sword and attacked.
The purple magic eluded his young sword, reminding him of his thoughts about magic underground.
The total amount of magic power and the speed of magic recovery are incomparable between the rare grade and the unique grade.
And there is a difference in application power.
For example, Enlil was able to use the shadows for various applications and to make wine cold with magical powers.
‘Even within the rare grade, there is a difference in this application power…’
Galak’s ability is to strengthen his weapon while strengthening his body.
I had already figured it out with Zadrun’s information, but Jiha avoided it moderately and made sure that Galak didn’t hide anything.
“You bastard! Are you just going to keep dodging it!”
As the underground continued to dodge, Galak began to regain his confidence.
He hopes that if he kills only the Underworld, he will be able to achieve his goal and restore his dominion.
“I’m not going to avoid it anymore.”
“Haha!! I already know that!”
As Jiha aimed for the leg with his shadow hand, Galak quickly retreated and swept his sword across the floor.
However, Jiha walked slowly and continuously threatened Galak’s leg with her shadow hand.
Like a viper hissing his tongue, as the shadows continued to threaten, Galak continued to retreat.
“This can’t be…”
Garak was taken aback as the Shadow Hand continued to attack.
Even though it’s a common with magical powers, it’s normal to use such advanced special abilities one after another.
Jiha continued to push Galak with his arms crossed, lengthening and shortening the shadows.
Garak ran awkwardly here and there at the constant threat, trying to avoid Shadow Hand somehow.
Underground, which only walks leisurely with arms folded, on the contrary, Garak, who is hesitant and busy avoiding.
It was a scene that made it clear who was the strongest in this position.
Disappointed laments for Galak flowed among the elves.
It was the acknowledgment that the basement was a strong force that they should not be overtaken, and the disgust for Galak, who behaved awkwardly despite the obvious difference in skills.
Knowing that the mood of the elves had completely changed, Jiha relaxedly clenched her fists.
“Let’s finish.”
Underground rushed towards Galak, who had run out of stamina while avoiding Shadow Hand.
“This, you bastard!!”
Galak belatedly swung his sword, but the underground had already attacked.
As Galak’s arm, which was trying to decapitate the underground, bounced off, the sword flew up.
Wow!
A bare fist hit Galak squarely in the face.
Galak fell to his knees as his nose bleed.
“Ah… My, my nose…”
Even though the enemy was in front of him, Jiha clicked his tongue at the sight of him pressing his nose.
“This is really sick…”
Isn’t it a child who has never risked his life to fight?
A tearing voice was heard from the underground who looked down in contempt at the one who had lost his will to fight with a nosebleed.
“Stop!!”
Zadrun pressed Debang’s neck with his sword.
Zadroon hurriedly shouted as the basement turned around.
“Let him go!”
“That’s not what you need to say.”
Underground snatched Galak’s bloody hair and held it up to the elves.
“All you have to do is beg for your life. Don’t you know?”
Zadrun’s arms trembled at the ugly look of the one he fell in love with.
The sword that had pressed down on Debang’s neck also swayed.
“Don’t do anything stupid.”
Underground warning was low, but Zadrun did not let go of his sword.
It was a posture that he would never stop biting his lips.
‘You must have become needlessly emotional.’
Her galak, which she longed for, was beaten in front of her and turned into a disgrace, and it was she herself who made her situation this way.
There was also a sense of betrayal and anger in the gaze looking at the underground.
‘It seems complicated.’
Underground wasn’t about breaking his promise with Zadrun.
Galak is really a good guy, is there a need to kill such a small fish?
In the silent confrontation situation, Zadrun’s breathing became rough because he couldn’t stand the tension.
Dundee Bang, who had been held hostage all along and was swinging here and there, opened his eyes.
DeVang’s eyes, looking around at the other commons anxiously and anxiously watching, stayed on the basement.
It was a determined face.
“Hey…”
The basement called without my knowledge.
“Captain.”
Kobold DeVang answered with a trembling voice.
“I was trapped and regretted my last choice a lot. And now I don’t want to regret it.”
It wasn’t a life begging.
It was the face a man would see when he was ready.
“I will not die as a slave! Please give us freedom!!”
Chow ah!!
DeVang cut himself with the sword that was pressing down on his throat.
DeVang’s body disintegrated as the blood fountain erupted.
“Ah…”
Zadrun blinked in surprise when the kobold he was holding hostage volunteered.
“Debang!!”
Commons vomited bloody voices.
Without being told, everyone lifted their crossbows in unison.
Everyone was angry with one heart.
“… Oh no.”
“Sah, save me…”
The elves who had already abandoned their weapons fell to their knees.
The Garak is broken, the hostage is dead, and the Commons are outraged.
If he did not want to be exterminated, he had to beg for his life.
“I will surrender!”
“Please save your life!!”
“…”
Underground silently watched the elves.
I looked at the corpse of debang lying in the dust.
He was the one who betrayed him.
“Leader!”
“Captain!!”
“Command!!!”
Other ignorant subordinates were looking for revenge.
He wanted to wash the blood of his comrades with blood.
Enraged commons and elves begging for their lives, they knew nothing that could decide their fate.
“… What is this situation?”
A low sigh was heard, and a silver-haired beauty appeared.
Seeing the Commons with crossbows, the Elves kneeling down and abandoning their weapons under siege, and the underground standing silently, Enlil came straight ahead.
“Stop.”
Enlil spoke briefly but firmly.
As the underground turned around, Enlil hurriedly persuaded.
“I understand the situation, but there are 30 elves. Are you sure you want to kill all of this? I can’t fix it!”
“Leader!!”
Karaon exclaimed indignantly, and Enlil glared coldly.
Despite the bloody stares of the unique level, Garaon did not stop his mouth.
“I can’t stand it like this!”
“Leader!!”
The Commons were begging for orders.
As the underground remained silent, Enlil seized his arm and begged earnestly.
“Please, just stop here… After all, I’ll try to do something…”
“…”
The basement was decided.
He flung the galak in his hand at the elves.
The elves on his knees reflexively accepted the galak and were relieved.
Enlil also breathed in relief, and the Commons looked down on the ground gloomily.
The silence was broken by the underground.
“Kill without exception.”
The Elves’ faces turned pale and the Commons raised their crossbows in glee.
The Dark Elf screamed.
“No!!”
The string of the crossbow, which had been waiting for it to fly, was pulled.
Countless blood splattered, and Commons with outstanding physical abilities scrambled at the elves who did not die instantly.
Ji-ha silently watched those who charged ahead of anyone else to avenge their comrades.
He was their king.
They wanted blood.
King too.
