I Alone Regress in a Hero Party That Was Annihilated - Chapter 82

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#82. The Fall of Purosange (2)

“Hohoho— I told you to stay still, but you just had to struggle and make this mess, didn’t you, Baron?”

Shedyoldis was entering the Star Tower.

She had just ripped out the heart of a Ranger who had been right in front of her.

Crunch— Crunch— Crunch—

Shedyoldis bit into the heart as if she were eating a luscious fruit.

Warshadow swung his dagger at her.

“Where do you think you’re going.”

Shedyoldis raised her arm to block Warshadow’s strike.

Clang—!

The blade-like scales protruding from her skin deflected the dagger.

…Bang!

A whip-like tail shot out from beneath Shedyoldis’s skirt and lashed across Warshadow’s abdomen.

“Guk!”

Warshadow staggered backward.

Behind him stood Baron Thoroughbred.

“Warshadow! Wh-what is the meaning of this!”

“…That woman devoured all the wounded in the backyard. She’s no ordinary monster.”

As if to prove his words true, Shedyoldis lifted up the body of another fallen Ranger.

The Ranger hung limp, not yet dead.

Squelch—

Shedyoldis ripped out his heart as well and swallowed it.

“Oh, sweet. Delicious. As expected, a skilled Knight’s Heart is so rich.”

Shedyoldis, with blood on her lips, raised her head and glared at Thoroughbred.

“So Baron, I told you to stay still. Why did you act up for no reason and waste such delicious Hearts like this? Hmm?”

Thoroughbred couldn’t give any answer with his pale face.

Warshadow stepped forward instead.

“As expected, you were a Mad Monster. I should have separated you from my Lord long ago. No, I should have killed you before that.”

“Hohoho— An incompetent old man with only his mouth alive.”

“Let’s see whether only my mouth is alive or my swordsmanship is alive too.”

Shedyoldis swung her Tail.

Warshadow also slashed upward while gripping his Dagger in Reverse Grip.

Pa-kang!

The Blade imbued with Mana cut off the tip of Shedyoldis’s Tail.

“!”

Shedyoldis frowned when she realized that the surface of Warshadow’s Dagger was made of Silver.

Pu-ook!

Warshadow’s Dagger dug deep into Shedyoldis’s left side.

“Kkeuk!? This old man…!”

Shedyoldis opened her mouth.

A pitch-black Tongue shot out and pierced through Warshadow’s chest.

Warshadow didn’t miss that moment and grabbed Shedyoldis’s Tongue.

“Baron, I cannot hold out for long. Please escape quickly.”

“…”

“Lord!”

At Warshadow’s shout, Thoroughbred snapped back to his senses.

But it was already too late.

Shedyoldis retracted her tongue.

Warshadow was being dragged toward Shedyoldis.

At that very moment.

Spin—

Warshadow twisted his body once in midair.

Then he kicked Shedyoldis’s side with all his might.

…Crack!

The silver dagger that had been embedded earlier was driven all the way to the sword handle by Warshadow’s kick.

“Kyaaaaaaak! This damned old man, to the very end!?”

Shedyoldis grabbed Warshadow’s neck with her hand.

In the final moment, Warshadow and Thoroughbred’s gazes met.

“Please survive, Lord.”

Those became Warshadow’s last words.

Snap!

Shedyoldis broke Warshadow’s neck with her greatly swollen grip.

Then with her other hand, she ripped out his heart and devoured it greedily.

“Grrrr… Damn old man. Causing trouble until the very end.”

Shedyoldis looked around at the ten corpses scattered nearby.

The Purosange Rangers, all fallen with their hearts ripped out.

She bared her sharp teeth and clicked her tongue.

“Damn it. Originally there was much more to eat, but they all burned to death during the night… This is all because of you, Baron. How are you going to take responsibility?”

Shedyoldis turned her head toward Thoroughbred.

Tremble tremble tremble tremble tremble…

Faced with Shedyoldis’s appearance that was clearly not human, Thoroughbred couldn’t even dare to resist.

A Lizardman, or perhaps this was what a Draconian from mythology looked like?

Shedyoldis had an appearance as if a lizard and a human woman had fused together.

She was struggling to pull out Warshadow’s Silver Dagger that was embedded in her side.

“Phew— It’s embedded damn deep. The blade has so many barbs that it won’t be easy to pull out. This is why I hate the daggers that Purosange Rangers use. Once they’re stuck in, you can’t pull them out without using magic.”

“What, what are you?”

Thoroughbred collapsed into his seat with a thud.

He pointed his finger at Shedyoldis.

“You’re not human… you weren’t human… Why are you doing this to me? Money? Is it because of power?”

“Hohoho— I quite like your attitude of asking questions and trying to find the answers yourself.”

Shedyoldis walks over.

Right at that moment.

“Spare me!”

Thoroughbred fell to his knees.

Shedyoldis pauses.

She let out a scoff as if she couldn’t believe it.

“Are you begging for your life from the monster that just devoured all your subordinates?”

“Y-yes. Just spare my life. I’ll do anything.”

“Oh my, how unsightly. For someone who holds the title of Head of Purosange…”

Shedyoldis laughed while covering her mouth with her hand.

But Thoroughbred kept his eyes tightly shut as he pressed his forehead to the ground.

‘I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Warshadow… And my Rangers.’

At an angle where Shedyoldis couldn’t see, Thoroughbred opened his eyes.

In his pupils, hot flames of hatred were blazing.

‘I regret not listening to your loyal counsel earlier and being played by that Demoness’s words. But what meaning is there in regretting now? I will definitely take that woman with me to you all. Only then will I have some face to lift my head when I meet you after death.’

Thoroughbred was conscious of the sword at his side.

Step— Step— Step—

The sound of Shedyoldis’s footsteps drew closer before his eyes.

‘Just a little more. Come just a little closer.’

Thoroughbred thought while kneeling.

Just a little more, one more step closer and he would swing the sword at his waist to cut that Monster’s neck.

…But.

Stop—

Shedyoldis stopped exactly one step away.

And.

Crack!

She extended her tail and pressed down on Thoroughbred’s back.

“Urgh!?”

Shedyoldis’s languid voice reached the ears of Thoroughbred, who was crushed against the floor.

“Good, Family Head. I’ll spare your life. But from now on, you must fight for me.”

“Fi, fight? Against whom?”

When Thoroughbred asked, Shedyoldis smiled brightly.

“You said it before, didn’t you? That you would kill that man, Featherback of Mörsolt, even if you had to sacrifice everything.”

“…!”

Thoroughbred’s pupils trembled.

Into Thoroughbred’s ears, Shedyoldis’s voice flowed like honey and pooled there.

“Don’t think about anything else now. Featherback will die by Baron Thoroughbred’s hands.”

* * *

Soleil, Family Head of the Mörsolt Family.

He had personally come all the way to this Vibuak Fortress to suppress the rebellion of the Purosange Family.

“I can’t believe it. Did Featherback really capture Tochika single-handedly?”

“Yes. He did have ten attendants, but aside from procuring provisions and drinking water or standing night watch, they didn’t do anything special. The fighting was done entirely by Young Master Featherback alone.”

Hounded was reporting the events to Soleil.

Until Mörsolt’s army first reached Tochika, Soleil hadn’t believed those reports.

What person in the world could capture that impregnable Iron Fortress single-handedly?

And against the renowned Purosange Family, no less.

But after encountering the refugee procession migrating from Tochika, and after seeing the devastated interior of Tochika with his own eyes, Soleil had no choice but to believe those words.

Moreover, what about the interior of this Vibuak Castle?

Faced with the ruins where everything had been burned away, Soleil was at a loss for words.

Everyone who saw the residential buildings reduced to bones, the ash piles stacked like mountains, and the countless cow bones was left speechless.

The interior of Vibuak Fortress was truly devastating.

As if saying ‘This is what happens when you rebel against Mörsolt.’

Soldiers murmured here and there.

“Lord Featherback must be a war god.”

“Otherwise, there’s no way he could have conquered that Tochika Fortress single-handedly.”

“There was a reason why the refugees from Tochika feared Lord Featherback, calling him a Wendigo.”

Just then.

Step— Step— Step—

A boy walked out from inside Vibuak Castle.

White hair and skin, and a white sword and shield held in both hands.

The identity of this boy with ruby-like glowing pupils was none other than Featherback.

“You’ve arrived.”

“I brought the army as you said. But what is this?”

Soleil continued with a hearty laugh.

“There was no need to bring an army, was there? You subjugated Purosange all by yourself.”

“I tried guerrilla tactics to minimize damage to the main force, and it was more effective than I thought.”

“I heard you fought for two weeks without eating or sleeping.”

“I dug into the snow here and there to take short naps. I also ate water and jerky whenever I could.”

“Amazing. That’s absolutely not something just anyone could do.”

Soleil was continuously amazed by Featherback’s answer.

Then.

“Can’t you see me either?”

Quinbits popped out from beside Soleil.

She looked at Featherback with a sullen expression and continued.

“When was it that you told us to come quickly because there was an unidentified mage in enemy territory, but now that we’re here, you’ve already ended the war.”

“Not yet. The identity of the Mage on Purosange’s side hasn’t been revealed. Your mission is still valid.”

At Featherback’s words, Quinbits turned her head to look at the dark clouds hanging over the Star Tower.

After staring at that place for a long while, Quinbits finally nodded her head.

“Shedyoldis, was it? Hmm, I think I might know something about that. I’ll look into it.”

“Hurry.”

Featherback nodded his head.

Soleil also commanded the Knights to reorganize their formation.

“Capture Baron Thoroughbred who’s hiding in the Star Tower. If he has an Old Ranger named Warshadow as his escort, be careful. It won’t be easy until the very end.”

“Do you know him?”

“I do. He’s quite a famous figure on the Northern Battlefield. I’ve even crossed swords with him once when I was young.”

Soleil smiled grimly as he touched the scar near his eye.

“I ended up owing him a debt unintentionally. I’ll repay it with this opportunity.”

“Before that, there’s one thing I’d like to request.”

“You? That’s unusual. What is it? If it’s something this Father can grant, I’ll grant you anything.”

At Featherback’s request, Soleil’s eyes showed interest.

This was a Son who had achieved tremendous feats one after another but had never once asked for recognition.

For such a Son to request something for the first time was not burdensome but rather delightful.

The Knights nearby also pretended not to, but were perking up their ears to hear what request Featherback would make.

Finally, Featherback spoke.

“Inside that Ash Pile over there, a Man’s Corpse is buried.”

People’s gazes gathered toward the place Featherback pointed to.

Indeed, there was a modest Burial Mound made by gathering Ash located there.

“Please gather that corpse and the cow bones scattered throughout this area in one place and hold a grand funeral for them.”

“That’s an easier request than I expected. Who is the owner of that tomb? One of our knights? Or a soldier?”

“….”

Featherback closed his mouth for a moment.

Then he answered in his usual calm voice, no different from normal.

“They are innocent weak ones.”

With those words, Featherback began to move.

Toward the Star Tower where the Purosange remnants remained.

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