Chapter 415 – Tournament (2)
Hyosi, which soared to such a high place, began to fall again.
Beep-
The noisy sound of tearing up the sky has suddenly turned into a shallow and gloomy tone.
Doo doo doo doo-
Doo doo doo doo-
Two horses running towards each other at either end of a long jousting arena.
The eight legs move constantly – kicking up the soft dirt and moving forward.
The silver armor of the Lily Knights and the armor of the Golden Knights that Prince Anvil had provided to Seojun made the noise of metal clashing.
“Hey!”
“Run! You bastard-! Faster! Faster-!”
The two men shouted so loudly that the muzzle of the helmet covering their faces got wet, spurred them hard, and pounded the reins incessantly – making the horse run so hard that his heart exploded.
Two men put two long spears under their armpits and started aiming at each other.
We lowered our posture to avoid being hit by each other’s spears – and tightened our thighs and fastened our feet in the stirrups to avoid falling off our horses even if we got hit.
They got closer at such a fast pace that it soon became the moment when they passed each other.
The crowd, which had been cheering, becomes ghostly quiet. Everyone held their breath.
Now is the moment of clash…
Quad deuk-!
Long cone-shaped spears hit each other’s bodies. The wooden window made of ash wood broke and pieces of wood flew in all directions.
Seojun was hit by a spear in the shoulder, and the Lily Knight was hit in the head.
The two horses crossed, brushing their sides.
Toong- toong…!
The Lily Knight’s silver helmet comes off and falls on the dirt floor.
Seojun glanced back and clicked his tongue.
The moment the tip of Seojun’s spear pierced the guy’s head, his back was bent halfway as if he was going to fly behind him, but the guy braced his thighs and held on. It looks like he’s still in good condition as he takes his stance again, with his long, seaweed-like hair fluttering around.
The wooden spear used in horse jousting was not a very effective weapon because it had a hollow center that made it easy to break.
That’s why I had to fill it with mana.
Seojun’s wings were very tingly, as if that guy had also stabbed him with a considerable amount. I think there might have been a bruise.
Dagdakdakdakdak-
The two men each dragged their horses and stood back at the starting point.
“Window.”
Seojun throws the broken spear aside and holds out his hand, and the servant hands him a new spear.
On the other side of the plane, the Lily Knight was seen putting on his helmet again and holding a new spear.
I’ll finish it next time-.
I put the spear pole under my arm and lowered my posture.
And just as I was about to spur it on again, I saw a familiar silhouette on the face of the helmet – beyond the small eye sockets.
A blonde-haired woman who breaks into the competition venue and runs frantically towards the center of the jousting stadium.
“···Monica?”
It was definitely Monica.
Her hair fell down to her shoulders and her dress was torn and messy, but you could tell by looking at her bulging lower abdomen.
The problem was that everything below her waist was reddish, and even if you didn’t look closely, it was clearly a bloodstain.
And there was someone following behind her, and she was none other than the Knight of Dawn.
Her appearance was also similar to that of Monica.
He was holding one of her ears and chasing after her at a somewhat awkward pace.
A palm-length dagger held in one hand… The sleeves, which hung down extravagantly, were completely soaked in blood.
Towoong- bleeeeek-
The arrow fired by the pudgy torn through the sky again, and the other side was first! And he put spurs on the horse and started galloping.
It seems like they didn’t see the man and woman over there.
Seojun also spurred on. She slapped the reins and pushed her Charles.
“Run! Run, you bastard, run!”
Charles spits out foam and flutters her nostrils incessantly.
And at the moment when there were only two steps left until the collision, Seojun pulled his hand holding the reins to the side.
Charles’ legs seemed to twist at the sudden change of direction, but he regained his balance and maintained his speed.
Doo doo doo doo-
The direction he was running towards was where Monica and the Knight of Dawn were.
The strong winter wind entered through the eye sockets of his helmet and escaped backwards, brushing against the back of his neck.
Sssssfttally – The sound of the armor clattering became increasingly muffled due to the sound of the wind leaking in. The more he spurred and swung the reins, the faster and more forcefully Charles struck.
Seojun aimed the spear.
Monica, who had been running while looking behind her while pressing her lower abdomen with her blue face, looks in surprise at the sound of her horse’s hooves running towards her.
Eyes wide open. Dilated blue pupils. I see all the muscles in my body become stiff and my breathing stops.
Like an elk that encountered her car’s headlights while trying to cross the road in the dark of dawn – Monica didn’t move.
Panting – Philimonde, who was following closely behind her as she was breathing heavily, stretched out her hand and grabbed her hair.
It’s okay to have a deep smile on his face.
Haha…! This bitch- I finally got it…! You bitch, how dare you rip my balls off…? They even ate one of my ears! You can never get over this easily…!”
Philimonde Erndt, the famous Knight of the Dawn, had wide eyes.
If it was originally, he would have been scared of the belly of two years.
The bedsheets were all stained a wine-red color. He was struggling to live on top of it, and he was diping a woman who swims-while watching the new life is going out before he was born.
But the moment he stabbed her, she pushed him away with all her might.
Even though she was a dirty commoner, she knew how to use mana.
I immediately got up from my seat and summoned mana. What is this…? Mana hardly moved. It felt like her blood flow was blocked, and she felt like she couldn’t breathe.
It was clear that that bitch had done something.
Only then did her head start spinning
It was obvious even without looking at it, I approached him with the intention of keeping him in the first place so that my colleague could win the jousting tournament. She’s like a mean and mean girl-.
“Where is this bitch running away-!’
Philimonde firmly held on to the girl who had been stabbed in the lower abdomen as she tried to run away from the room.
Puff-punch- I stabbed my lower abdomen again.
The bitch, shaking like a dolphin hit by a harpoon, suddenly summons up mana and pushes him away again, causing him to roll around on the floor.
As if stamped with blood stains – he tries to escape, even if it means crawling on the floor.
Seeing that ungainly appearance, my lower body naturally erected a stiff erection.
Philimonde laughed and rushed at the girl who was holding her stomach to protect her child even as tears streamed down her face.
However, since mana could not be used, the situation gradually worsened.
In the struggle, Philimonde’s right ear was bitten off and one of his ribs was broken. Not only that, he even squeezed his balls. At that time, the sky really turned yellow.
“I will absolutely kill this bastard bitch…! I will definitely kill you…! “I’ll rip the baby into pieces, kill it, and put the flesh back in your mouth!”
He ran at me again, screaming like that.
The more he did this, the harder the erection became and the pre-cum flowed.
It was because adrenaline took over my entire body due to the rising anger, paralyzing the pain.
After that, the chase began.
The woman ran down the hallway of her mansion, screaming, and the man chased after her, giggling like a madman.
If the woman steps on the hem of her dress and falls, the man bursts into laughter and swings his dagger at her.
Each time, the wounds on the woman’s body increased. On her arms and legs, on her shoulders and back, on her thighs and on the backs of her hands.
Nevertheless, it seems as if he will protect Aiman at all costs – he does not loosen his grip on her lower abdomen.
That made Philimond even crazier.
Ah – how beautiful is a woman’s heart for her child. How abnormal is she?
All humans prioritize their own lives above all else.
Nevertheless, once Ira is placed in the woman’s stomach, her unknown emotions begin to dominate the woman’s heart.
That is what maternal love is.
Those unidentified emotions tended to take priority over any other physiological desires.
So, if you put the life of your child and your life on the scale, what would a woman choose?
Is it you, or is it still a child?
Philimond has been curious about that since he was young.
And when that curiosity reached the point where it took over all his nerves and blocked his mind, he put on a dirty coat and headed towards a dark slum.
And there he found a woman begging, patting her swollen lower abdomen with her hands.
Philimonde asked.
‘Are you hungry?’
The woman became angry and answered.
‘Yes···! I’m sorry! I must have been hungry for several days already… Furthermore, I even had to eat my child’s share…’
Philimonde asked again.
‘If you could only eat one of the two, what would it be? Then who do you think would be better to eat?’
The woman closed her mouth. She then rolled her eyes back and forth, seemingly not understanding her context.
So Philimonde asked softly again.
‘Do you come first, or does the child come first?’
After thinking for a moment, the woman answered.
‘Oh, the child comes first. ‘Nari.’
Was it an intention to gain sympathy? Or was it sincere?
It didn’t matter to either one.
Philimonde took out a sword on the spot, stabbed it into the woman’s stomach, and cut it open.
Then he took the child out and fed him oatmeal.
The child’s mouth was covered in red blood – she continued to pour the oatmeal until her child drowned.
And then he asked the dying woman.
‘Oh my, the child is dead. Are you sad? ‘Did you think it would be better for you to die?’
The woman only shed tears, but there was no answer – and Philimonde felt his penis becoming extremely hard. As if it would swell and burst at any moment.
There was nothing to endure.
He pushed the woman and got on top of her.
And on that day, Philimonde was able to break down the wall that had been frustratingly blocking his path and reach a higher level.
Knight of Dawn-.
It was the moment when a brilliant tinnitus was born, as if the colorful light was shining.
So now, this is also a process of moving forward.
Wasn’t it natural to sacrifice one or two insignificant lives for the birth of a great person?
“Hehe, hehe…!”
Pulling the hair of Monica, the blonde-haired woman, Philimonde tried to plunge the dagger into her lower abdomen.
Wood-duk…!
If only the wooden spear flying from afar hadn’t pierced the exact center of his chest…
“···Uh.”
With a short sigh – someone swung a sword and cut off his head.
