Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 238

Leica was smart. Even if I didn’t have to tell them not to kill me, I ran amok with the goal of thoroughly incapacitating them.

Considering that not only the guild leader, but also the person behind them, such as the Baron Vicks or whatever, should be dealt with and post-processed, it was more useful to keep them alive, so I swung my sword for the purpose of incapacitating rather than killing them after a long time. Of course, the horse was incapacitated, but the limbs flew around. If you stop bleeding, you live, if you don’t, you die. There is no loyalty to fight with only fists.

“He fights better than I thought.”

Since he was a guy who could withstand sword attacks with magical powers, those who couldn’t even handle Aura properly had no way to stop Laika. If you don’t avoid the spear knife that stabs you and bite your leg and slash it, people fly around like a bear brandishing it. It’s like a broken physics engine in a 3D game. It’s a horror for the person involved and a ridiculous yet funny scene for a third person.

After amicably playing around, it took less than 3 minutes to subdue about 20 enlisted soldiers and mercenary-like guys who had rushed in and made them crawl on the floor. I was thinking of getting ready to grab a guy and break into a human mansion called Vyx or whatever, but I had a sudden flash of thought and asked, stroking Laika’s head.

“Leica. Can you smell it?”

To be honest, it looked like a dog on the outside, but it was actually a demonic sword, so I asked with dubious doubt, but surprisingly, the guy’s reaction was positive.

[Sniff the Leica!]

“Good. Let’s sniff and track someone here.”

[It’s hard to tell because of the smell of blood!]

“Ah…”

Damn. I’ll have to wait for the next opportunity. In the end, I had to roughly capture one soldier whose limbs could have been intact because he was caught up in Laika, not me.

“Ah, let me guide you!”

Fortunately, he was not the kind of friend who had a sense of duty or loyalty to that extent. While I was leading him out, the guild I looked around was a mess. The receptionists were busy looking for guards and priests, and they also treated the wounded with the help of some adventurers.

Of course, it wasn’t my business, so I dragged the guy who was grabbed by me and came out.

Now is the time to really kill.

?

As soon as he saw Eldmia and Laika’s ruckus, a private who ran away without looking back ran like crazy and returned to Baron Bycks’s mansion. .

“I said I was annihilated…?”

To be precise, he only ran away as soon as he had a hunch that he would be annihilated, but the soldier wrapped up his escape beautifully and delivered the information. Ironically, the lie became a lie that benefited both Baron Bycks and the private. Because he had run away even a little earlier, it gave Baron Bücks a little more time and the lie of the private was no longer a lie.

Of course, that didn’t mean they escaped the crisis they were in now, so Gronds El and Baron Bycks had to wrap their heads in a cold sweat.

In fact, Gronds-El is in a situation where he doesn’t even have the energy to worry. In his mind, only the last advice Abnam had left lingered.

‘If this person returns after completing the request, he will die unconditionally.’

He was not good at escaping reality to the point of blaming Abnam for saying that his words had become seeds, so there was nothing he could do except tremble in fear as he waited for the approaching death. From the moment he ignored Abnam’s advice, Gronzeel tore his hair out, belatedly regretting that the only option left was destruction.

Baron Bücks breaks into a cold sweat in a slightly different way. The talk of the city’s bureaucrats, wealthy people, and other high-ranking officials was not a rumor. His back stomach, which had fed him for years, had been shattered a few weeks ago, and he was more on the precipice than he seemed.

He must have been the same, because his back boat was Count Envelde da Bossa.

Envelde has put a lot of effort into instilling optimistic thinking in those who will write it as a throwaway. It was because it was easier for stupid people than half-smart people to be blinded by the benefits that success in treason would bring, which was no different from an empty check, and in fact, the method worked amazingly well for Baron Bücks, who had only inherited the family wealth.

That’s how he lived fearlessly, trusting only the empty checks that Envelde distributed without any anxiety about the future.

While spending a lot of money for Envelde’s treason.

So, when I heard the story that Envelde’s head had been blown off by someone called Levien’s guillotine in the capital, I thought it was all over. However, even after a few weeks, the royal troops did not approach him, and while Baron Bücks was puzzled by the fact, he began to feel relieved, ‘Is it okay?’

It was entirely the result of optimistic thinking given by Envelde. The investigation is only being delayed because the key figures in the treason were decapitated earlier than planned due to an unexpected accident. If he had stayed still, he would have disappeared in the dew of the execution ground before the end of this week. was relieved that he had survived. Scary to do so, Gronzell suddenly visited for a ‘favor’.

Like Baron Bücks, who did not have the eyes to see the harbingers of his own death, he regarded this as an opportunity and readily accepted it.

Recalling the memory of the past, when great generosity was given back, only about five mercenaries were left, and twenty enlisted men and all ten mercenaries were sent out. Now, the only remaining people in the mansion were ten or so servants who did not know how to fight.

Baron Bücks wasn’t stupid enough to believe that a man who had killed more than thirty men would not be able to defeat one private who ran away with only five mercenaries.

“I, baron. W, shouldn’t I speak to the lord?”

Gronds El’s words weren’t particularly wrong, but Baron Bycks couldn’t discuss that option. It was because the sense of reality, which was usually weighed down by an optimistic way of thinking, slowly raised its head and clearly presented the relationship between itself and the lord.

Those who are loyal to the royal family and plotters of treason.

While he was hesitant to express his intention to refuse, he heard something breaking and breaking from outside, and suddenly it started to become noisy.

“Ah…”

No one had noticed what that meant in this situation. As their despair subsided and filled the room, the door was violently opened with an urgent squeak, and a servant appeared and shouted as if to confirm and kill.

“Lord, master! Suddenly, a madman comes running and is tearing the mansion apart!”

It is unfair. If I had to question who deserved to feel that way, there would have been only one servant, but Baron Bycks and Gronsiel felt resentment toward the end of their lives.

“What the hell did I do wrong?”

“Why is that guy… a low-level adventurer…”

Looking at the typical result of blaming others and lacking self-reflection, the servant, frowning, turned around thinking that he had to live on.

Then, in an instant, he screamed silently as he saw the intruder and the dog.

“Gronzell and Vicks. Are you there?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Go away. If you don’t want to end up.”

Eldmia leaned on the open doorframe and looked into the room without even giving a glance to the servant who ran amok.

“Huh, huh?!”

It was truly pitiful to see Byex and Gronds-El screaming without anyone saying it first. As if they were looking for a mouse hole, the two of them jumped over the sofa and scratched the floor, struggling in an ugly way. In a room where the only way to escape was a door and a window, they somehow spread their distance to get away from Eldmia.

Baron Bycks shouted as he tossed the book in his hand at Eldmia, who was staring at the two in a crooked position with arms crossed.

“What the hell are you doing wrong? Aaah!”

Already aware of himself as a traitor, Baron Bycks, who fell into a state no different from despair, could not even think of begging for his life. Even though it was just a connection, it felt like Eldmia was originally arranged to kill himself.

Whether that was true or not didn’t matter. Because no one was watching, he didn’t even whistle, and the needle from Eldmia flew through the flying book and blew a hole between Baron Bycks’ forehead.

“It’s a very poor will… In a way, it’s like a will that penetrates a life near death. Isn’t it?”

Grondzel could not answer. He couldn’t even understand the life of Bücks, who screamed once and ended.

did it really end like this? Is this the form of death of a person who accumulated wealth from his ancestors and leads to one of the best retainers in Englem? Just by messing with one crazy adventurer?

“I-I can’t do this.”

While trying to somehow understand the reality that was difficult for him to accept with his common sense, Gronzuel eventually lost his mind half way due to fear.

“what?”

“This is unjust! It’s ridiculous! I mean, to have to die like this just because you did one wrong trick? Do you think this makes sense! I’m Gronnzel, the leader of the Englem adventurer’s guild! Just like raising an adventurer’s guild in this city. One Gronzuel! How could anyone treat me like this… Kkeok?!”

Feeling the sudden pressure on his neck suffocate him, Gronzell’s eyes widened. In the short time he understood that Eldmia had grabbed him by the collar, who had suddenly run into him at a speed that was difficult for the eyes to follow, he was forced to bang his head against the wall.

-bang! bang! bang!

As if swinging a wooden stick, the relentless motion and the crushing impact were by no means light. After only three swings, Grond’el’s forehead was ripped open, leaving his white bones visible. That alone must have been painful, but before Gronds El had time to gasp in the agony, Eldmia swung his body and even broke the window.

The shards of glass flew with a clanging sound, but Gronzuel couldn’t even feel it properly because of the pain he was already experiencing.

“Those things don’t matter. I wanted to ask you something because you were so stupid, but now even that doesn’t matter.”

While barely feeling the sudden rush of the cold winter wind, Eldmia tilted her head and made eye contact with an extremely cold gaze and muttered.

“The important thing is that you fucked me for your own self-interest, and that bastard who fucked me like that must die.”

“Now, wait…!”

Grond’el’s body was thrown into the sky.