Bloodhound’s Regression Instinct

Chapter 51

The barbarians’ attack was so fierce that it was terrifying.

It was as if they would break through the North Wall, which had never been breached before.

Roar!

Huff! Huff!

“Stop them! Don’t let them get behind the castle!”

“Die! You barbarian bastards!”

The battle on the wall was more than fierce, it was gruesome.

The knights and soldiers were barely holding back the barbarians who entered through the broken wall.

The current knight order defending the wall was one of the three knight orders of Beowulf, the White Night Knight Order.

They were in charge of protecting the territory, unlike the Ironclad Knight Order that hunted down the barbarians and the Frost Knight Order that escorted the duke.

The White Night Knight Commander was furious at the sight of his dying knights and soldiers.

“How did such a large army get so close to us? What were the rangers doing?”

“According to the report, the barbarian chiefs targeted the rangers who were scouting first!”

“That’s why I suggested that we need someone with strong combat skills among the rangers! Scouting is not everything!”

“Si, sir, there are too many of them.”

“We, we’re doomed!”

The defense line was pushed back by the wave of barbarians that crashed like a storm.

And then.

“Come out, you cowards! Come out!”

“Brother’s. Revenge.”

The giants who had a hard time being seen as human joined the fray, and the knights lost their minds.

“They are the chiefs! Everyone, fire the signal flares!”

“We can stop them! We are Beowulf of the North Wall!”

“Hold on until the duke arrives! Think of your families behind you!”

“Fight to the death!”

The knights who had filled their eyes with rage faced the chiefs, but.

Clang!

Thud. Thud thud thud.

They were not enough to stop the chiefs who had monstrous strength.

The knights gritted their teeth and raised their sword aura, but the chiefs became more berserk as they got wounded.

Whoosh! Boom!

“Aaah!”

“Sa, save me!”

The chiefs swung their fists and maces, and dozens of soldiers died each time.

The one who was commanding the knights and soldiers at the back of the wall shouted.

“White Night Knight Order, focus on killing the chiefs!”

The White Night Knight Order, which was in charge of protecting the territory, was one of the three swords of Beowulf.

They were not weak by any means.

“Ha ha! Die. Die!”

But the chiefs were not the only problem. The tide of barbarian warriors that poured in was too much to handle.

It was not a matter of strength.

It was impossible to stop ten hands with one hand. In this situation, one knight had to stop hundreds, thousands of barbarians.

And that was not all.

“Aaah! Sa, save me, sir knight!”

“Kyaa!”

The barbarian warriors who crossed the defense line were slaughtering the people of the territory.

They looked like they wanted to pay back everything they had suffered.

The knights’ swords wavered as they heard the dying screams of the people behind them.

“Ugh.”

“Huuk, huuk. You damn barbarians.”

The White Night Knight Commander stabbed his sword into the forehead of a chief and gasped for breath.

Shiver.

Then he felt a killing intent and quickly threw his sword and rolled on the ground.

Clang!

A barbarian who had approached from behind smashed the place where he had been.

The White Night Knight Commander smiled bitterly.

Even if the reinforcements arrived, it would be too late. And another chief…

“Damn. There’s no hope.”

His eyes saw past the chief and the houses that were burning behind him.

Squeeze.

The White Night Knight Commander clenched his fist.

“Hold on! Even if your head breaks and your limbs are cut off, delay their advance!”

“Kheuk!”

The chief in front of him twisted his face as if he did not understand what he said.

The White Night Knight Commander smiled weakly.

“I don’t know if we can delay them, but.”

* * *

The Ironclad Knight Order, which hunted down the barbarians, and the Frost Knight Order, which protected the duke’s side, left Beowulf Castle heavily armed after receiving the rangers’ report.

The one who led them was Hans, the butler of the Beowulf family, wearing armor.

But no one was displeased with his orders.

“Why do you listen to the butler so well?”

Cruel seemed to not understand that.

Lorena, who was leading the horse with a stern face, answered.

“The butler is the former Frost Knight Commander.”

“What?”

Cruel opened his eyes wide as if he had just found out.

But that was only for a moment, and he nodded as if he agreed.

He thought it was strange that the Beowulf Duke had given the butler a count title, but it was not strange if he was a former knight commander.

“From now on, the commander-level and vice-commander-level personnel will quickly deal with the chiefs, and the rest of the personnel will protect the people of the territory!”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

Hans gave orders with a cold face he had never seen before and immediately jumped into the wave of barbarians.

Yan admired him a little as he left his horse behind.

‘He retired quite a while ago, but his skills are not rusty at all.’

Despite having increased his eyesight, he missed Hans’ movements.

Clang! Bang!

Thud! Squeak!

Hans pulled out the sword of the superhuman artifact, the Sword of the Moon, and flew around slaughtering the barbarians.

Before long, he was stabbing his sword into the neck of a chief who was about to strike a knight’s head.

By the way.

‘How did this happen in such a large-scale war? I should have known.’

In his previous life, the barbarians often targeted Beowulf, but they never attacked on such a large scale.

But he soon realized the reason.

‘Did history change again because of me?’

The reason was one when he saw that even Vila, who had been silent until now, came out.

‘He knows that Lorena has returned.’

Vila was a cunning man who had a huge body and a predatory temperament, but a mind that reminded him of a fox.

He probably wanted to take Lorena hostage and tie the Beowulf Duke’s feet.

‘But why?’

Why would Vila, who was busy uniting the tribes, bother to attack the Beowulf territory?

He had not yet united all the barbarians.

What would he gain by risking the lives of the tribes he had united so far?

Yan’s face suddenly frowned as he thought of the reason.

“This rotten bear is after my stuff!”

The Dragon Slayer Sword, Ascalon.

That was the only explanation.

That is.

Vila already knew about Ascalon. And Lorena, who could be called the Beowulf Duke’s weakness, showed up.

Beowulf’s weakness and Ascalon.

So Vila started this war to get both of them.

And if he gave the barbarians a chance to vent their deep-rooted hatred for Beowulf, their loyalty would be stronger!

And Vila had broken through the wall, but he was nowhere to be seen right now.

He was looking for an opportunity.

“This fox-like bastard.”

Yan looked around.

Everyone except him was rushing towards the barbarians.

The knights were protecting the people of the territory with a desperate determination, and the barbarians were eyeing the lives of the people and the knights until their necks fell off.

It was hell.

Instead of the blizzard that always hit, blood spurted everywhere, and the fluffy and white snowfield was dyed red.

“Lorena!”

Yan quickly dealt with a barbarian who was attacking him and called Lorena.

She turned her head after killing the barbarians she was holding.

“We’re going back to the castle right now.”

“…?”

“No, now?”

“Do you say that after seeing this situation?”

Lorena frowned at his words.

She must have thought that this situation was the worst.

He understood.

No matter how much she fought with the Beowulf Duke and ran away, how could she stay still when the land where she was born and raised was trampled on?

But.

“The enemy’s target is you. You’re doomed if you get caught.”

“Me, me?”

Cruel, who had cut off a barbarian next to him, widened his eyes and pointed at himself.

Yan ignored Cruel and continued.

“The chief hasn’t come out yet, so we can hold on, but if he comes out, the defense line and everything else are meaningless.”

Lorena frowned as if she didn’t understand.

“Then what is the chief doing now?”

“I told you, he’s bloodthirsty to catch you. He’s hiding somewhere and looking to see who’s Beowulf’s daughter.”

“Me?”

“Even if he’s the chief, he’ll be reluctant to face the Beowulf Duke.”

Vila couldn’t win against the Beowulf Duke even if he flew or crawled at this point.

But there was a way.

“You’re the Beowulf Duke’s weakness. You can’t get caught even if you die here. That way, the Beowulf Duke can move freely later.”

Yan’s words made Lorena’s eyes conflicted.

She turned her head and looked at the wall that reminded her of hell.

Even now, countless knights and soldiers, and the people of the territory, were dying.

Lorena bit her lip.

That’s not the worst?

The knight who secretly gave her candy when she was young was dying.

The uncle-like knight who secretly gave her a wooden sword in the training ground also died.

The soldier who gave her a ripe apple was screaming and begging for help.

Lorena clenched her fist. Her nails dug into her palm, but that was not painful.

“Quick!”

Yan called urgently, and Lorena finally bowed her head.

And he was right.

Lorena answered weakly.

“…Let’s go.”

“Mr. Hans, the butler! We’re going back to the castle!”

Yan shouted and Hans turned around and waved his sword.

He understood.

* * *

Yan and Lorena, who ran with all their strength, soon reached the duke’s castle.

Yan looked at Lorena and asked.

“Do you know where the children have evacuated?”

“…Yes.”

“Is it safe there? Or do we have to get out of this castle right now?”

“It’s a shelter that the duke made with care for emergencies. He said that even superhumans can’t make a sound there, so it should be safe.”

“Lead me there.”

Lorena frowned at Yan’s tone of command, but she nodded without a word, knowing the urgency of the situation.

It was when Yan was about to take a step.

Boom!

With a huge explosion, the castle shook from side to side.

A shock that felt like an earthquake.

Something was stuck in the wall of the training ground next to Yan.

Yan and Lorena’s pupils widened as they confirmed the identity of that thing.

“A spire?”

It was a ‘spire’ with a pointed end.

It looked the same as the spire they had seen on the wall.

The spire, a building, was something that a hundred adult men couldn’t move even if they tried.

‘Did he cut it off and throw it?’

He threw it like a spear or a ballista.

There were few people who could do that.

And in this frozen land, there were only two people who could do that.

One was the Beowulf Duke.

The other was.

The chief, the king of the barbarians, Vila.

Yan hardened his expression and tried to get away from the spire with Lorena.

This meant that the chief had identified Lorena next to him.

So he had to hurry, even if it was a minute.

Shiver.

Yan felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He slowly turned his head.

He saw someone huge looking at him from beyond the spire stuck in the castle.

A red-haired man with eyes as big as a king’s ball.

Hee.

His teeth, which grew in any way, were clenched and he gave a terrifying smile.

It was Vila, the one he had been wary of.

He seemed to already be aware of his existence.

“This is really fucked up.”

Yan raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

“When will the duke arrive?”

Before that.

Could he survive?