How to Live as the Vampire Lord - Chapter 136
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Tututututututu!
βKieeeeeek~! Go, sir, go!β Mirian shouted excitedly while sticking her head out of her pocket as Silion began to run through the wind.
Clack! Clack!
Eugene hung Madarazika on the spear thrower before deploying the magic shield. The enemy knights took an offensive posture when they saw Eugene charging toward them.
βWithout any proper, customary introductions? Iβve never seen such an uncultured man!β
βHe knows not of honor and chivalry. Is he truly from the continent?β
βThat scoundrelβs head will be mine!β
The knights shouted with fury. However, they were inwardly overwhelmed with joy.
βA member of the Dark Clan foregoing the use of his powers? Iβm in luck today.β
βI will be victorious. A weak continent knight who relies solely on his equipment is no match for me.β
Three knights charged forward with such thoughts. A loss was unimaginable. The vampire was said to have defeated Baron Riwad with the mysterious powers of his race. As such, they judged that they could win unconditionally if the vampire was restricting his unique powers.
βI will win! I will take all the glory!β
βWhat are you talking about!? His horse and armor are mine!β
βStop your chattering and let me handle this!β
The knights competed to get ahead of each other while drawing their swords and spears. At that moment, Eugene drew himself back fully before whipping his arm like lightning. The Demon Spear tore through the air and shot forward.
Kwaaaaah!
The knight at the forefront held up his shield with shock. Although it was a wooden shield, it was durable and reliable. However, the knight didnβt know anything about Madarazika or how powerful its master truly was.
Boom!
The spear shattered the shield into a million pieces before piercing through the knightβs chest and exiting out his back. The knightβs body could not overcome the tremendous force of the spear. He was thrown off the saddle and thrown far away. Once he landed on the ground, he lay unmoving. He had been killed with one shot.
ββ¦!β
Lorraine Fransil and the other knights at her side hardened like statues after witnessing the unbelievable scene. The two remaining knights were appalled as their comrade fell lifeless.
βSpear! He doesnβt have his spear anymore!β
βTake this!β
At their current pace, they would reach him in about 4 or 5 seconds. As such, they didnβt slow down or stop. His throwing technique was great, but if it came to fighting with swords and spears on horseback, surely they wereβ¦
Thuck!
However, Madarazika immediately returned to Eugene upon his call and pierced the head of one of the remaining knights. Although he had been wearing a helmet, Brantiaβs knights didnβt use high-quality steel in their armor, which caused the spear to burst through his head without much effort.
βYou bastard!β the last remaining knight shouted angrily before stabbing with his spear.
Kwararark! Clang!
However, Eugeneβs shield wasnβt only effective against magic attacks. In fact, it provided overwhelming defense against regular, physical attacks as well. He deflected the knightβs attack without much effort.
In fact, the knightβs spearhead broke into two upon colliding with the shield. It was the result of an Originβs power combined with Eugeneβs superb technique, which he gained from Galfredik.
βWhat?!β the knight shouted in disbelief, and Madarazika whipped forward like a black snake.
Shuuack!
It wasnβt strictly a spear technique. It was closer to a simple slap on the opponentβs collarbone. The knight noticed the attack and attempted to defend using a small, round shield attached to his left gauntlet.
Boom!
βKuaagh!β
However, Madarazika was tens of times heavier than a regular spear, and Eugene possessed enormous strength as an Origin. The impact caused the knightβs left arm to shatterβit was torn to pieces from the elbow down.
And that wasnβt the endβ¦
The spear produced an unbelievably sharp shockwave and struck the knightβs chest, and the knight was thrown back like a kite with its strings broken.
Boom!
βHiek?!β Lorraine moaned with shock, which caused the two knights at her side to come to their senses.
Tututututututu!
Silion started to storm toward them.
βHeuk?!β
The knights realized Eugeneβs intentions when they saw him charge toward them like the devil.
βYou coward!β They felt flustered, but they had no time to criticize their opponent.
βMy lady! Hurry, you must fall back!β
βAttack! Everyone, attack!β
One of the knights hastily urged Lorraine to retreat, while the other shouted at the troops to advance. However, Eugeneβs troops had been prepared to attack since he killed the last knight. They were even faster than Lorraineβs troops.
βLetβs go!β Galfredik shouted.
Kwuooooooo!!
The beowulfs were the first to kick off the earth with deafening roars. Their blood was boiling violently from having watched Eugeneβs battles. Their eyes burned brilliantly with the flames of fighting spirit and fear. The beowulf warriors charged toward the enemy along with the Originβs vassal.
Tutututututututu!
Eugene continued toward Lorraine and the escaping knight as the earth started to tremble behind him.
βYou bastard!β
The remaining knight threw his flagged spear towards Eugene. However, Eugene maintained his speed and simply willed his magic shield to grow bigger.
Clang!
The spear bounced off the shield and fell to the ground.
βN-no!β the knight shouted.
βNo, my ass, you punk!β Galfredik roared before throwing a javelin at the knight, who was attempting to chase after Eugene.
Thuck!
βArgh!β The knight fell off his saddle with a scream as the projectile pierced through his shoulder.
Tututututututu!
Galfredik and the beowulf warriors ignored the sprawled knight and continued forward.
βKeugh!β The knight managed to raise his body and hurriedly turned toward his soldiers.
βUgh?!β His eyes were immediately filled with despair. Lorraine had been captured by the black knight, and the beowulfs were clawing their way through the army like a herd of demons.
***
As expected, the battle ended in less than ten minutes. This was rather normal in a battle between armies of such sizes. It wasnβt easy to turn the tides of a battle involving hundreds of soldiers once the momentum was lost. In addition, the Fransil familyβs army had lost four knights and even their commander, Lorraine, before the actual battle began.
Around thirty cavalries under Lorraine fought hard, but in the end, they werenβt as strong as knights. In the first place, the cavalrymen were only armed with simple chainmail and their horses were unarmed. They never stood a chance against the charge of beowulfs armed in solid armor, which was even sturdier than plate mail. And once the cavalry was swept away in a single collision, most of the foot soldiers gave up on the battle.
Although the mercenaries were following Lorraine Fransil out of vain expectations and greed, they werenβt cowards without courage. However, they werenβt idiots either. They would fight if they saw a chance, but there was nothing for them to do since their allied knights fell like autumn leaves during the first clash and the cavalry was completely smashed apart. In addition, Eugeneβs army wasnβt much smaller than their own, and most importantly, Eugene had engaged in the duel as a βknight.β He had battled against Fransilβs knights as an honorable knight. However, no one was naΓ―ve enough to believe that the same kind of respect would be shown toward the mercenaries as well.
In fact, although most knights practiced chivalry against their fellow knights, they did not show the same kind of tolerance and mercy to mercenaries and conscripted soldiers. Therefore, it was better to flee as quickly as possible in a losing battle or beg for their lives, even if they would become slaves. If they were really lucky, perhaps they would be taken in. As it turned out, the mercenaries made the right choice when they surrendered amidst their vain expectations and desperation.
βTell them. Same terms as you. One year of unpaid work. Loot and spoils will be divided fairly. One year later, I will give the choice to stay or fight,β Eugene said.
βYes, sir!β the mercenary captains responded before rushing over to the prisoners. They were the first ones to have sworn allegiance to Eugene. Eugene was quite satisfied that they had fulfilled their roles during the battle. Of course, he was most satisfied that he had captured several very valuable figures who were worth a lot of money.
βHieek!β Lorraine faltered back with a stifled scream when she met Eugeneβs gaze.
βSniff! This lady has pissed herself…β
βShe was hissinβ~ but now she be pissinβ~β
βOh? How did you come up with that, peabrain?β
The beowulfs started to giggle, and Lorraineβs face dyed with shame and humiliation.
βStop it. Sheβs still the direct descendant of a duke,β Eugene said.
βYes, yes.β The beowulfs awkwardly scratched their heads.
Eugene had been like the devil in battle, but it seemed like he was taking Lorraineβs side. She mustered up the courage and spoke, βExcuse me, sir, but are you really going to make me crawl beneath your crotch? I beg of you, please treat me honorably.β
βCrazy bastard,β Eugene muttered.
βWhat?β
βDishonorable savage. Madman. Thatβs what you and your knights referred to me as.β Eugene continued.
βAhβ¦β Lorraineβs expression turned pale.
Eugene spoke with a frigid expression, βItβs all true. I donβt know any honor. I am wicked.β
βT-thatβsβ¦β
βCrawl.β
ββ¦!β
Her face turned red, then a shade of brown then finally bleached white. Eugene glared at Lorraine before speaking again. βIf you wonβt crawl, I will strip you naked. I will take you back to Brighton naked.β
βUahβ¦β Lorraineβs eyes trembled and soon became damp.
βUahβ¦. Waaaahh!β The mature lady finally burst into tears.
βL-lady Lorraine!β
βSir! Show mercy! Show us your honor!β
βI will! I will crawl in her stead!β
The knights of Fransil begged Eugene. They were being kept alive for ransom.
Eugene responded coldly, βI donβt need it. You, crawl right now.β
He turned his gaze slightly. Noticing Eugeneβs gaze, Lanslo quickly wiped the smile off his face and stepped out with a mournful look. βSir! Please give me face and show them mercy.β
βWhat did you say?β Eugene responded.
βI beg of you! I am Lanslo Drak! Iβm afraid that this will damage your reputation, Sir Eugene! Please reconsider!β Lanslo shouted.
βD-drak?β
βA-a knight of the lake? What is he doing here?β
Fransilβs knights were startled. As expected, the Drak familyβs reputation in Brantia was great. Even Lorraine looked surprised.
βSir Drak. I keep my word. Thatβs my honor,β Eugene stated.
βYes, I know! But please, just this once, show me some face, and please reconsider!β Lanslo shouted.
βHmmβ¦β Eugene frowned and fell into contemplation.
Soon, he uttered coldly before turning away, βJust this once.β
βThank you, Sir Eugene!β Lanslo shouted in a desperate, pleading voice before turning to face Lorraine and her knights.
They rushed to express their gratitude. βT-thank you, Sir Drak.β
βWhat a merciful knightβ¦β
βI have witnessed the true honor of the Drak family today!β
The knights looked as if they would burst into tears as they shouted. Lanslo spoke with a mournful expression, βNow that youβve all seen it, you understand, right?β
β…What?β
βSir Eugene has no mercy on those who stand against him. However, he will always listen to the words of those who follow him. Please donβt get on his nerves before the negotiations. In particular, Lady Lorraine,β Lanslo said.
βY-yes?β she stuttered.
βPlease remember. After Sir Eugene arrived in Brantia, you are the only survivor among the nobles who fought him. Both the previous Count of Crawlmarine and Baron Riwad lost their lives under his blade.β Lanslo continued.
ββ¦!β Lorraine trembled.
Lanslo sighed deeply before slowly turning around. βPhew! If negotiations donβt take place as soon as possible, Iβm sure Sir Eugene will become furious again. What should I do about this?β Although Lanslo was muttering under his breath, everyone could hear his words.
βE-even a knight of the lake canβt do anything about it?β
βIs he the devil?β
βT-that man is the devil. He is a great demon.β
βI should have believed it when they said that he had mercilessly slaughtered the Half-Orc Baron without accepting his surrenderβ¦β
It was at this moment that the viciousness of the knight Jan Eugene was deeply imprinted in the minds and hearts of those who would soon be returned to their families for ransom.
βKi-ki-hehehehehe! Even Sir Elf is being tainted by Sir Eugene. How insidious. Kukekekekeke!β Mirian gave an evil laugh.
βItβs called βgood knight, bad knight.β Itβs working better than I thought. But itβs a shame. I was hoping to play the role of the good knight,β Galfredik explained.
βGal, have you ever looked in the mirror? I admit, maybe that might work if the plan is βbad knight, vicious knight.β If a completely vicious knight shows up after the bad knight, everyone might get scared and become obedient,β Mirian responded.
βHooh. Youβre pretty insidious as well, arenβt you? Well, I guess thatβs what I should expect from my masterβs spirit. Hehe.β Galfredik chuckled.
βDo you finally see it? Sir Eugene and I are perfect for each other. Kehehehe,β Mirian responded with the same cackle.
The frivolous spirit and the Originβs vassal conversed and laughed together while watching the scene play out from beginning to end.