Bloodhound’s Regression Instinct

Chapter 52

Vila looked at the situation from the top of the wall.

The tribesmen he had brought with him were pushing back the forces of the Beowulf Duke.

He should have been happy, but his expression was cold as ice.

“It doesn’t matter anyway. Once the Beowulf Duke arrives, it’s all over.”

He was one of the peaks of the empire, a four-star duke.

No matter how many tens of thousands of troops and brave chiefs they had.

In front of the Beowulf Duke, one of the four-star dukes, they were nothing but scarecrows.

No.

They might not even be scarecrows.

They would die without being able to withstand his aura.

As he was thinking that, something caught his keen senses.

He saw mana that was very similar to the Beowulf Duke’s temperament, which he had seen a long time ago.

“The ducal palace… I was hoping for a blood relative of Beowulf, but what a disappointment.”

The knights and the people of the domain were fighting for their lives, but the person himself was hiding in the ducal palace.

Vila walked towards the spire of the wall.

Then he hugged the spire with both arms.

Crack. Boom.

Flash!

With a loud noise, Vila lifted the spire that was ten times bigger than his body.

Just like that.

He lifted the spire up.

Crash!

Bang!

He threw it at the ducal palace.

The spire that tore through the air like a ballista bolt slammed into the ducal palace.

His eyes showed a hint of interest.

“Who is that?”

Right in front of where the spire hit.

A young man who was looking at him without flinching or showing fear.

It wasn’t because of his appearance that he was interested.

“Why do I feel my energy from him?”

He felt his own energy faintly from the young man.

Zing.

Vila’s large eyes changed.

His brown pupils turned red and a mysterious pattern appeared in them.

“Ho!”

Vila exclaimed and stomped his foot on the wall.

* * *

Boom.

Yan frowned as he looked at Vila.

“This crazy!”

As Vila rolled his foot, the wall began to collapse like a tower made of cards.

That wasn’t all.

Vila’s figure disappeared from Yan’s sight.

Yan grabbed Lorena’s arm and tried to get out of his place.

“What, what are you doing…!”

“We have to get out of here right now!”

“Kid.”

Yan turned his head at the thick voice coming from next to him.

Red hair that reminded him of an ogre, a huge body with well-developed muscles that filled it.

And red pupils with strange patterns engraved on them.

‘Damn it.’

Yan knew what those eyes were.

Divine Eye.

The eye that can see mana.

Unlike ordinary people, those who have learned mana can feel mana.

But they can’t see it.

That was a common feature of everyone from the ninth-grade knights to the four-star dukes, who were superhumans among superhumans.

If they could see mana, there would be no such word as secret transmission.

How can they pass it on secretly?

They just have to watch how they use it.

‘That’s why Vila was the nemesis of those who learned mana.’

Being able to see mana means you can do a lot more than you think.

You can tell how the opponent will attack, like predicting.

You can easily break down swordsmanship or magic by digging into the parts where mana is lacking.

Not only that, but you can also easily steal the opponent’s secret transmission.

In a word, an impossible monster.

“…Are you the chief?”

Lorena asked in a stiff voice next to him.

“You seem to know me.”

Vila laughed fiercely, unlike his gentle tone.

“Then there’s no need to say anything else.”

Vila walked forward, thinking that Lorena and Yan had lost their momentum.

Yan broke out in a cold sweat at his pace.

He had overcome many hardships so far, but this was the first time he encountered such a huge barrier.

[Hmm, what a great body. And those strange eyes. Hmm, I’m sure I’ve seen them somewhere…]

Momon was just admiring Vila, not thinking of getting out of this situation.

“Wait…!”

“What do you mean, wait?”

Before Yan could finish his sentence, Vila snorted briefly.

Then he lightly shook his hand at Yan and Lorena.

But Yan, who noticed the force in it, blocked Lorena’s front.

In that state, he clenched both arms with the sword facing outward.

Bang!

Lorena’s eyes widened at the explosion from Yan’s sword.

She couldn’t see Vila’s attack in her eyes.

Yan shook his trembling arm hard.

“Listen to me first.”

“What? Hahaha! You’re a funny guy! You’re different from the other empire bastards, you’re using weird mana!”

Vila looked at Yan, who blocked his attack, with an interested expression.

Unlike the knights who gathered mana below their navel, Yan was stacking mana in his heart.

It was a way that was similar to the magician he had met before, but completely different.

Yan ignored Vila’s curiosity and took something out of his pocket.

Vila’s face twisted when he saw it.

“Why do you have that?”

“I got it from a nomadic chief named Habur.”

What Yan took out was a bone bracelet he received from the battle with Habur.

Vila’s eyes were filled with conflict when he saw it.

‘Does it work?’

Yan knew that Vila was merciless to his enemies, but he cared terribly for his family.

Of course, it was a bit different from the concept of ‘caring’ for ordinary people, due to the nature of the barbarians.

“Hmm.”

Vila walked up to Yan and grabbed the bone bracelet he was holding.

A faint emotion came into his eyes.

“Habur, he was a good guy. Hmm. He was definitely one of the best chiefs. I vaguely remember his fierce eyes that looked at me straight even when he was starving to death ten years ago. His legacy.”

“Then…”

Vila’s face hardened.

“If I had met you somewhere on the plateau, I wouldn’t have minded. But unfortunately, this is a battlefield.”

Yan’s face twisted.

‘Damn it!’

Vila said, looking at Yan’s face.

“But since Habur entrusted you with my token, I won’t kill you. I’ll just break your arms and legs and leave. But I’ll take the one behind you.”

With that, a different momentum from before rose from Vila’s body.

It was an oppressive force that made Yan, who had met all kinds of monsters, freeze and dry his mouth.

[You’ll die like that. Wake up. If you, who survived in my lair, lose to that muscle idiot, I can’t hold my head up.]

Momon licked his tongue in his head and woke Yan up.

‘Thanks.’

Yan glanced at Lorena, who was stiff as a rock behind him.

‘Damn it, I can barely take care of myself!’

One of Yan’s hypotheses.

To lift Ascalon, which only the Beowulf Duke had lifted, he needed ‘Soul Fusion’.

And to steal the ‘Soul Fusion’, he had to save Lorena somehow.

Yan grabbed Lorena’s waist and slammed the ground.

“!”

A faint magic circle was drawn on Yan’s legs. That wasn’t all.

The Mana Heart rotated violently inside his body.

The mana went around and around the blood vessels and headed towards the legs affected by the magic of Haste.

“Black Dragon Attack – Rising Dragon”

Yan, who took care of Lorena, drew a black line with his figure and went to a place where Vila’s body was hard to enter.

Vila lifted his lips at the speed that even the ordinary chiefs couldn’t follow.

At that age, that much.

“Interesting.”

Boom.

Vila’s right foot dug into the ground like mud.

Dust flew and splashed around him.

Just like that, Vila bent his right knee and smiled.

He slammed the ground.

Bang!

Bang!

The ground of the castle broke and Vila sprang forward.

Bang!

Bang!

The king of the barbarians broke through every wall and started chasing after Yan.

* * *

Yan sweated coldly as he saw Vila breaking the stone floor of the castle and rushing roughly behind him.

It felt like a tidal wave was about to swallow him.

Then Vila slashed the air fiercely behind him.

Crash!

A huge beast-like scratch mark appeared on the wall next to Yan.

He felt a chill in his heart, thinking that if it had hit him, he would have been cut into five pieces from head to toe.

‘What do I do?’

If he could have resisted Vilaeven once, he wouldn’t have thought of such things.

Didn’t he block it earlier?

‘That was nothing compared to Vilas power.’

If he really wanted to kill him, he would have been a handful of blood by now.

[Did you learn magic for nothing?]

Yan’s eyes flashed at Momon’s words.

He remembered a scene from the past.

The fight between the crown prince and Momon.

Except for the fact that his and Momon’s magic skills were worlds apart, it was the same situation.

Yan, who had been running straight without looking back, let go of Lorena he was holding.

“From now on, you run with all your strength!”

In that state, Yan casually shoved his sword into his waist and turned his body around.

Thump. Thump.

The heartbeat of the Mana Heart that he felt for the first time in a long time.

Yan recalled what Momon had done in the battle with the crown prince and shook his hand.

“!”

At his shout, a magic circle was engraved on the ground below and began to spin vigorously.

And then.

Boom.

An iron wall bigger than Yan’s body filled the space.

That wasn’t the end.

Yan felt Vila’s presence approaching threateningly and cast the next magic.

“!”

A magic circle appeared next to Yan and began to rotate slowly.

At that moment.

Bang!

Vila broke through the iron wall stupidly.

Iron dust scattered around, and the ‘Iron Wall’ that lost its mana supply was about to disappear.

Whiz!

Yan shook his hand towards Vila’s direction.

Then the magic circle that was slowly rotating spun faster and then.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

Five fire arrows made of fire flew towards Vila, who was rushing fiercely.

“Hmph, trivial magic.”

Vila sneered at the approaching fire arrows.

Most magic couldn’t even scratch his body, and he wanted to buy time with those arrow-like things?

Vila didn’t stop, thinking of taking the fire arrows with his body like he did when he broke through the iron wall.

When the fire arrows reached near Vila.

His eyes widened slightly. He sensed something strange.

Boom.

It started with a small explosion sound. But soon the explosions started to happen in succession.

Boom!

Bang!

A fierce firestorm erupted where Vila had been running.

Yan also flew away weakly from the strong pressure of the storm.

“How can you use magic!”

Lorena, who was running ahead, spat out perplexity at Yan’s appearance of using magic.

But Yan didn’t answer and just entrusted his body to the pressure.

Even then, his eyes were still fixed.

‘Dust explosion.’

When flammable particles, such as iron dust, are spread evenly in the air and touch fire, they explode.

The important thing is, the space has to be sealed for the explosion to occur.

Yan had laid the iron wall for that.

[Wow. That’s why you laid the iron wall in advance.]

Momon, who didn’t know the urgent situation, admired it.

[But do you think you can shake off that muscle idiot with that explosion?]

He thought he could block Villai’s sight for a moment with the explosions, but…

A huge figure pierced through the dark smoke and came forward.

“Damn it!”

If he could do triple casting, or even double casting like Momon, the situation would have been better.

[Ah, I remember. Those strange eyes. The guy who bragged about killing dragons had natural eyes.]

Momon seemed to know the divine eye too.

And then he told Yan something that would help him.

[Kid, even if that guy has eyes that can see mana, don’t you trust his eyes too much?]

Yan felt like he was struck by lightning at Momon’s words.

Divine Eye.

The eye that can see mana.

Maybe Vila cared more about the mana that the opponent had than the sight.

It was the first time he was grateful to Momon.

[Ahem, then hurry up and find a suitable vessel for my body.]

Yan stimulated the Mana Heart more and drew out mana.

In that state, he used all the remaining mana to unfold one magic.

“.”

At his shout, magic circles were laid around him, and things that looked exactly like Yan started to come out and scattered in all directions.

Cruel would have scoffed at what he was doing.

A magic that only makes scarecrows.

A trivial magic that has no offensive power and only makes the eyes dizzy for a moment.

“Tsk.”

Vila bit his tongue as he faced it.