I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

Chapter 59 (1)

Chapter 59 (1)

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Damn it! Miguel hastily stopped the carriage as he was going down the winding road.

It was because the view beyond the trees, most of whose leaves had fallen, was revealed on the hill.

He jumped out of the drivers seat and cautiously went up the hill to look over it.

Soldiers were setting up camp.

A temporary checkpoint.

At a glance, there were more than ten soldiers between the lined-up fences. A commander who looked like a knight was leaning obliquely.

Looks like those guys were waiting for us. Miguel clicked his tongue as he returned to the drivers seat.

Ians voice followed. Did they notice our location?

Not yet. But once we go forward from here, no matter where we go, well eventually be spotted.

Then theres no choice. Wait.

Rustling sounds followed

Miguel looked back.

The baggage carriage they were riding had changed a little over the past few days.

The partitions on both sides and the rear were raised by one section.

It was a shield made by dismantling and adding parts from an abandoned carriage they had discovered while passing by.

It was to not only guard against any projectiles but also to keep the interior invisible.

Thanks to it, the form had become more conspicuous than before in many ways, but they assumed that the soldiers and mercenaries in this area already knew about them anyway, so it didnt matter.

Hmm

Ian finished his preparations.

His face was hidden under the deeply pressed ashen robe. The lining of the cloak was also turned inside out and worn, and he was holding a magic wand.

Even someone who knows you wouldnt think its the same person. Miguel muttered indifferently.

As he moved over to the drivers seat, Ian shrugged his shoulders. You dont have much to do, Miguel.

Sitting on the backrest of the drivers seat, he added.No matter what happens, just keep running down the road.

Cant you give me a hint of what youre going to do in advance?

It probably wont help much. Just dont panic and run. If you hesitate and the carriage overturns, we all fail.

In Ians left hand was suddenly a magic stone as small as to roll between his fingers, unlike the one he had used before.

Miguel didnt know, but it was an unavoidably necessary item.

The sorcerer commanders baton greatly increased skill damage, but in return, it tripled the magic consumption, incurring tremendous minus options.

It was a conditional penalty that disappeared only when a magic stone was attached to the end.

Of course, the minus options were not the only thing

Ha I understand.

Ian clicked his tongue as he tightly grasped the magic stone. Then, lets go.

How on earth did I end up like this argh!

Miguel whipped the reins as if to say, let whatever happens happen.

Clip-clop, clip-clop, clippity-clop-clippity-clop

The sound of the war horses hooves going up the hill grew faster and faster.

A speed that didnt feel like an uphill at all.

The light embedded in the horses armor grew brighter and brighter.

What, what the hell?

The soldiers who discovered the rushing carriage grew noisy.

The commander who had been leaning loosely hurried out to the front.

Stop the carriage at once! Or Ill shoot!

The soldiers with crossbows took aim at the carriage.

Knowing Luci was there, they would never actually shoot, but still Miguel clenched his eyes shut.

I mustnt pull on the reins. Dont panic. Dont panic damn it!

The thought of how he had ended up in this situation crossed his mind again.

If they had followed quietly instead of those stupid Agellan knights, they wouldnt have been in this damn situation.

Dont slow down. Keep going. Ians words pierced his ears.

The booming voice was proof that magic power was contained within.

I said it again! Stop the carriage at once!

The commanders desperate shout followed.

It was then that Ian abruptly stood up.

He spread out both arms as if to show off.

The robes and cloak fluttered unnaturally, and ripples of magic power spread out from his whole body.

He was clearly deliberately unleashing magic power.

It was very successful at least in focusing attention.

A mage? I didnt hear anything about a mage being here?

The flustered voice reached Miguels ears, carried by the wind.

It was immediately after that Ian held out his magic wand.

Kwarururur-!

!

As an enormous fiery barrier rose dazzlingly over the hill, Miguels mouth hung open blankly.

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Kraaaaaaa-

Woohhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

Oh, fuck.!

The guard post became a mayhem.

The soldiers swarmed in so intensely that the ground writhed.

The commander, head tilted back, stared blankly at the wall of fire, only belatedly shutting his gaping mouth.

Everyone back away- urk?!

Cooooo-

His shout could not reach its end.

It was an earthquake.

The staggering commander fell to the floor.

The surrounding earth was caving in deeply.

No, to be precise, the dirt was gathering towards one point.

The ground in the middle of the outpost was rising straight up.

The standing soldiers tumbled down, the fences collapsed messily.

The commander who was smacking his lips somehow found his voice again.

E-everyone back off! Get back!

It was a desperate shout but almost none of the soldiers took his voice to heart.

Oh Luo Sola Watch over us

Save me. Please save me

Most were either lying face down on the floor praying or trembling as they clawed the earth.

Whoosh-!

Following the gust, a hole burst open amidst the flames the next moment.

The carriage that flashed through it rode the magically made hill as if flying.

We have to stop it!

The gaze of the commander instinctively murmuring and chasing the carriage froze.

The giant fireballs continuously rising around the retreating carriage.

It was a sight that made even the last bit of his sense of duty disappear.

Boom-! Kwang! Boom-!

The pouring fireballs exploded, turning the middle of the hill into a field of flames.

Behind the commander rolling on the floor with the soldiers, the wall of fire had already considerably weakened.

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Ugh uha ha! We did it!

It was then that Miguel finally let out a laugh. Seemingly excitement hit him late, even his face was flushing red.

Good job, brat.

Muttering inwardly, Ian heavily sat down on the drivers seat backrest.

A headache and dizziness assaulted him.

At some point, the magic stone he gripped had emptied.

Not killing is much more difficult than killing. How absurd.

Letting out a dry chuckle, he sheathed the sorcerers baton into the spatial gap.

The screeching from in his ears has faded.

It was the curse of the souls residing within the baton.

Thanks to his high mental strength and resistance, it had no effect but was annoyingly noisy.

You were amazing, Sir! It wasnt just mimicking an archmage, it really felt like an archmage!

Quiet down. My head hurts.

Taking off the hood and stretching his stiff neck this way and that, Ian soon clicked his tongue.

Go at a suitable speed and reduce the speed too. It wastes the magic stones.

Ah, right. Yes, I understand.

Great White mage! It was then that Luci blurted.

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