Smith， a Black Company in Another World 221

Chapter 221 – Ep.221 King of the Desert

[On the castle wall]

After Siron and Smith went down, Ardella did not take her eyes off them without even blinking.

―Aang, ang, sssss♥

Every time Smith shook his body, the sad voice of Siron in his arms softly spread throughout the desert, and every time Ardella heard that sound, she boomed! I had to work hard to calm my pounding stomach.

Ardella, who had been watching everything, ignoring the cycle and suppressing the onset of heat, clenched her hands tightly as she saw the ungainly, skinny male king fall backwards.

‘You really did it… !!’

On the outside, she pretended to be calm, but on the inside, she cared about Smith more than anyone else.

No matter how much Smith has energy and sexual desire that is incomparable to other men, his opponent is not a human, but a monster. It is also a variant with the qualities of a king, born once every few decades.

The variant even went so far as to make the penis bigger by using an intermediate method. Ardella couldn’t help but feel worried because his enlarged manhood was cuter than that of his beloved lover.

An unfavorable match starting from the race. Smith faced such a battle head-on and won.

Ardella was as happy and proud of her lover’s victory as if it were her own.

But her joy was short-lived.

“… !!”

An unpleasant feeling came over her body that made the hair on her entire body stand up.

When I looked up to find the source, I could see Nam King, who had rolled on the floor ungainly, standing with bloodshot eyes and an ominous black energy surrounding his body.

Despite her aura of reluctance, which made her physiologically refuse to approach, Ardella leapt off her castle wall without a moment of hesitation.

“I don’t remember ordering you to step forward.”

She was stopped by her mother.

“Mother… !!”
“Shut up.”

Ardella turned her head, crying out for her mother in a voice full of urgency, but was forced to keep her mouth shut by her mother’s cold gaze that seemed to freeze even her blood flowing through her veins.

“You too. Elf. “If you get on my nerves one more time, I will kill you.”
“…”

I bit her lip as I looked at her frozen ankle.

When the two who were the most annoying became calm, Ardel rested her chin again and looked down at her.

An unpleasant black curtain eating away the surroundings.
Ardel had the experience of encountering her unpleasant aura several times.

‘Nuitism.’

It matched the energy emitted by the bishops of the Nuit Church, one of the three major cults designated by the temple, when they expressed grace.

I thought something was strange when the one that was supposed to stay hidden and focus on breeding suddenly showed itself proudly, but I never thought a cult might have intervened.

“… Things like trash.”

White energy flowed from the corner of Ardel’s mouth.

Ardel was truly angry that something else had interrupted his enjoyment. However, Ardel’s anger cooled down as quickly as the cold energy that flowed from his mouth.

Her eyes turned from the male king, who had a social aura, to Smith, who stood across from him.

It was only a split second, but the reason was that he sensed something changing in his body, and that reason soon turned into certainty.

That was the exact moment when Smith, who had been proudly holding his position in a situation where it would not have been strange to run away immediately, looked back. Ardel looked. The blue glow that bloomed in Smith’s eyes.

‘… ‘Kangshin.’

That blue light clearly contained divinity. A type of divinity that I have never encountered before.

Grumbling-!!

A different type of flame rises from the one seen on the castle wall.

Seeing that, Ardel was convinced.

That God resided in Smith’s body.

**

The black energy that was eating away at the surroundings threatens and rushes towards Smith.

Hwaaaaa!!

However, as soon as it entered the range of heat that distorted even space, the sharp energy that had been spreading out was twisted like a twisted twist, turning into pure white smoke and disappearing, leaving behind a little ash.

-Ooh, ooh ooh ooh!!

Namwang, who was glaring at the approaching Smith with bloodshot eyes, cannot hide his urgency and takes a step back.

The male king passed the throne he was sitting on and turned his head, chuckling his massively swollen male organ. There were females lying there, moaning in pain.

“Don’t bother me, come here. Then I will kill you comfortably.”

The male king completely turned around at the sound of a flat voice without pitch or pitch. Then, the energies that were attacking Smith run toward the fallen females.

A crack appeared on Smith’s face for the first time.

“… “It makes me run.”

System, who was walking because he didn’t like the feeling of shaking underneath, sighed and kicked the board at the sight of Namwang trying to do something troublesome.

The distance between him and the king, which had grown by more than twenty steps, narrowed at once.

Smith’s thick hand flew into the neck of the male king who turned as if to run away.

―Keueeeeek… !!

As soon as the male king’s legs fell off the board, the black energy that had been devouring the females stopped acting. And a desperate scream burst from the South King’s mouth.

―Kwaeeek! Kueh! Kuehhh!!

A terrible cry that makes you feel fear just by hearing it echoes across the cold desert.

Smith looked at the struggling male king with emotionless eyes and muttered softly.

“We are beginning to collect information.”

Soon, the bloodshot eyes of the male king, who was crying noisily, rolled up, and his struggling limbs became limp.

The glow in Smith’s eyes flickered. The emotionless gaze turned to the black energy that stopped after engulfing the females, and the soaring flames expanded in size as if exploding and shot toward the black energy.

―… !!

The black energy, which had stopped moving as if under control, hurriedly floated into the sky, spitting out the half-swallowed females as the flame with the energy to burn everything approached.

Grumbling-!!

The black energy was avoided by just grazing the oncoming flames.

The energy that escaped the fire disappeared somewhere in the night sky as if running away.

Smith looked in the direction where the black energy disappeared for a moment, then turned his attention to the male king, who was hanging like a corpse.

“… “I don’t think growing bigger here will help the employees’ activities.”

The system recalled Smith’s words before taking over the body and used the flames in his male organ to devour the male king’s body.

The king’s body, engulfed in flames, began to shrivel in an instant and completely disappeared into the flames, leaving behind not even a handful of bone dust.

Only after completely engulfing the male king’s body did the flames decrease in size and then disappear into Smith’s testicles as if hiding.

After everything was settled, Smith lightly glanced around.

The soldiers and knights who had been shooting lewd glances were looking at us with stiff faces.

The females, who were writhing in heat, are kneeling on both knees and bowing their heads in this direction.

Smith’s gaze once again turned to the castle walls.

My gaze collided with Ardel, whose white hair hung down like snow that looked mysterious in the moonlight.

“…”

The blue eye light flickered greatly.

Smith, who had been glaring at her for a while, calmly turned her body around and sat down on her buttocks on the flimsy chair her husband had sat on. Then, following her now glaring opponent, she leaned back against the backrest and crossed her legs haughtily.

At that moment, as if waiting, the clouds that had covered the moon passed by, and soft light came down below the throne where Smith was sitting, and the glow in Smith’s eyes reached its peak.

A naked man sitting on a crude chair.

It is a ridiculous sentence with dignity nowhere to be found.

But no one watching him from the castle wall smiled at the man.

The soldiers and knights all lowered their eyes at the indifferent eyes, as if looking at an insect that could be stepped on and killed at any time, and the blue eyes that contained an energy that could not be resisted.

The only person meeting Smith’s gaze was Ardel, who was also leaning on a chair.

Smith glared at Ardel and muttered softly, and his eyelids gradually began to droop.

“Until when… With that kind of gaze… Will I be able to look at him… I’m curious…”

As Smith’s eyelids lower, the voice gradually fades.

“… Him… Galgul can… What is there… Only… My own… Special… Volume…”

Smith’s eyelids closed completely.

The moonlight was still shining on him.

**

A room made of tan earthen walls.

A person with an androgynous appearance is lying in bed as if dead, breathing evenly.

At that time, something dark black seeped in through the slightly open window and melted into the body of the person lying on the bed.

-Blind!!

Eyes wide open without any sign.
At the same time, the person lying on the bed quickly got up.

“All… Right now… We need to let you know right away…”

When he woke up, his complexion was so pale that it was hard to believe that he had been sleeping peacefully just a moment ago, and his whole body was shaking like a prey facing a predator.

The man, who looked as if he was going to collapse at any moment, reached under the bed, took out a bottle containing a liquid that looked like red dye, and opened the tightly closed cap.

Then a fishy smell began to spread through the room.

The content inside was not dye, but the blood of a living thing.

Despite the fishy smell, he didn’t even flinch, and with his trembling hands, he dabbed the cold, slimy thing on his hand and began drawing a magic circle with a complicated technique on the floor.

“… Shit.”

The person who completed the magic circle pressed hard against the wall located at the head of the bed.

Grrr— With the sound of stones scraping, the wall went inward and a small space soon appeared.

The pale, exhausted person took out the small bundle he had packed beforehand and left the house without looking back.

“Calacus? Where are you going at this time of night? Why is your complexion like that… Ugh!!”

A female warrior who was patrolling for the safety of the tribe was instantly knocked down by the black energy shooting out from the body of the person she called Calakus.

“Shit… Shit… Shit… !!”

As he passed the body twisted like a withered old tree, Callacus continued to curse.

“What on earth was that… !! A plan prepared over twenty years… !!”

I spent twenty years melting into the midst of the barbaric and barbaric desert people for the sake of the great Mother of Night, but all of that was in vain by a being that appeared from nowhere.

“Damn…”

The moment Calacus, dissolved in darkness, crosses the tribal border.

―Quaaaaa!!

The floor shook violently with a deafening explosion sound.

Callacus continued his steps without looking back, turning his back on the rising fever.

Although the trust he had built so far was wasted, Callacus did not regret his current choice.

Those eerie eyes I saw last time.

‘If you continue to stay there, that man will definitely catch you.’

He was so sure that he chose to destroy everything.

‘The plan failed… It’s not like there’s no income.’

Since he discovered an entity early on that could become a major variable in the Great World, it may be seen as a benefit that outweighs the loss.

Therefore, we must inform this fact as quickly as possible.

‘The branch closest to here is…’ ‘Dietria.’

Because the plan failed and he had to cross a mountain range to avoid Count Philoria’s gaze, Callacus hurried his steps even further. I was afraid that the man might come after me.

But Callacus didn’t know.

The fact that the fire he thought he had narrowly avoided reached his grace… Callacus was unaware of the small change that small contact brought about.