Episode 438: Dreaming the impossible dream (2)
Straight red hair that flutters like flames.
Straight height and curves that convey maturity.
When I met Camus again four years later, a lot of breast fat had disappeared from her face.
"Yours appears!"
As soon as she saw Bikir, her eyes lit up and she started waving her hands.
"Aaaah! boyfriend! "How long has it been since this!"
When Camus waved his hand, dark clouds gathered around him.
Pood-duk- pud-duk- pud-duk-
When I looked closely, I saw that they were birds with black feathers.
Countless crows and magpies were gathering together to build a bridge.
Camus crossed the Ojakgyo Bridge, which was probably a few hundred meters away, and walked towards Bikir.
With a gentle gait as if watching a model's runway.
"… … ."
Bikir was silent for a moment.
A slight tremor appeared in the emotionless expression.
Soon, Camus embraces Bikir.
"You've grown a lot taller! "You grew up well, hmm!"
Camus, who had been staring at Bikir for a long time, finally turned his head and looked at the people behind him.
"… … Uh, whatever. Hello to you too."
It was a relatively more grumpy greeting.
Dolores, Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, Bianca, and Sinclair also exchanged greetings with Camus.
Camus was also a member of the Nightwalkers, and although he was only with the group for a few months, he was also a member of the Colosseo Academy.
'Why should I go here when there is no Bikir?'
The legend of Camus, who dropped out as soon as he was transferred, remained a legend at Colosseo Academy for a while thereafter.
Dolores greeted Camus in a calm voice.
"It's been a while. 'Queen of the Night'."
"uh. It's been a while since you too. But doesn't it make you cringe to be called by that nickname?"
"The name comes from 'Night Hound,' which was Vikir's working name."
"Aaaah! Of course our night hounds are cool!"
Camus again grabbed the arm of Bikir who was next to him.
When Dolores and Sinclair saw this, the veins on their foreheads appeared faintly.
Sinclair asked, stepping between Vikir and Camus.
"So, was the matter of the Morg's Hermitage handled well? They said they were bringing reinforcements... … ."
"Of course. "I am a representative of the secret party."
Camus answered with shining eyes.
Camus had previously promised generous support to those who walk the night as the head of the secret party of the House of Morgue.
… … step!
It was stated that the support would only be for one task, which was to track Bikir's whereabouts, confirm his safety, and safely deliver him to a specific location.
This is where Camus himself is!
"I heard that you escaped from prison. Of course I thought that would be the case. Of course, the method of prison escape was completely unexpected... … Well, anyway. Since then, we have released all of Morgga's forces to search all the islands and coasts of the continent where you might drift, so it's a bit late!"
After finishing speaking, she turned her head and held something up to Tudor, who was standing awkwardly.
It's an iron skewer. It was a small, simple, yet deadly tool that blocked the invincible cavalry's charge.
"You don't have this at home, right?"
"… … Of course not. "Why is there such a thing?"
"Be thankful. I could have just stuck this in without bending it. "Stop me."
If Camus had done that, Don Quixote's cavalry would have been in a disastrous situation.
Should I say it's fortunate that the horses and drivers haven't turned into sausages and rice cakes on skewers?
Tudor looked at the chaos beyond the horizon with mixed feelings.
If it was a normal invincible cavalry unit, it would have been able to avoid such a trap, but it was impossible while it was blindly going straight ahead due to Cimmeries' brainwashing.
Soon, everyone's eyes turn to the culprit of this incident.
Cimmeries. The fourth protagonist who led the era of destruction.
He ground his sharp teeth into the gaping hole in the center of his face.
[As expected, there was an ambush. Is this a dark magician who absorbed Seere?]Cimmeries seemed to sense the energy of Seere felt in Camus.
But the devil is indeed the devil. Chimeries was relaxed, as if he had already prepared for even just one variable.
[I thought you humans would definitely struggle to restore the true nature of Don Quixote. Do you think I didn't expect this?]Finally, Cimmeries lifted Passamonte's face, which was buried in the horse's chest.
Its gaze was focused on Bianca, who was standing next to Tudor.
[Usher for Bianca. I'll tell you why I tried to capture you.]As soon as the words were finished, something strange happened on the outer castle and walls surrounding the spire.
Every step of the way!
I saw snipers wearing gray cloaks all raising their bows and arrows and aiming in this direction.
Bianca's face became pale when she saw that.
"… … "Godslayer sniper team."
A group of snipers comprised entirely of enemies of the Usher family.
They are a fearsome group that specializes solely in assassination, especially assassination through sniping at extremely long distances, and in fact, Usher is a monster that accounts for more than 90% of their strength.
Their presence here signifies a united front between the devil who swallowed up the Don Quixote family and the devil who swallowed up the Usher family.
'Why are you trying to capture me and Tudor alive? If the goal is to eliminate static, it would be okay to just carry the head, right? 'Isn't it much easier that way?'
Now I can fully understand why Pedro tried to capture Bianca as well as Tudor.
Bianca looked back at Bikir with an urgent expression.
"It's a big deal! The Usher family's snipers have arrived! "Dad said that if they all get together, they could even kill God!"
"… … ."
Bikir also agreed.
Although Queen Usher had the smallest number of members among the seven major families of the empire, the reason she was not bowed down to by other families at all was precisely because of the existence of this new assassin sniper team.
Cimmeries opened his mouth and laughed.
[Once the Usher family's new assassin sniper team is caught in an ambush, annihilation cannot be avoided even if all the elites of the remaining six major families gather together! There's no one who doesn't know, right?]There were many obstacles blocking my view, so I couldn't see the entire ambush of the Shinsal sniper team.
However, the sharp sense of death felt everywhere meant that this place was already completely under siege.
Obstacles have no meaning.
You can't avoid the sniping of the Shinsal sniper team by hiding, as they can easily pierce even several centimeters of armor.
Cimmeries shouted loudly so that all the assassins of the New Sniper Team in ambush could hear.
[Shoot! Kill them all!]Cimmeries, whose body was wrapped in iron armor, gave the order for concentrated fire without a moment of hesitation.
yet.
… pop!
The first sniper shot flew in.
A powerful weapon fired through several layers of wall penetrates even the floor and flies all the way down to the floor below.
After that, a shower of thick arrows began to fall.
Doo doo doo doo doo-
Just like the sound of the horse's hooves of the Invincible Cavalry hitting the ground, the sound of the Shinsal sniper team's arrow hitting the ground is also loud.
Jjiiing… …
Vikir infused all of his mana into Decarabia.
The red inverted pentagram shield was blocking the arrows of the Shinsal sniper team one after another.
All of the night walkers, including Camus, gathered around Vikir and protected themselves with Decarabia's shield.
Quack! bang! Pow-
Every time an arrow from the New Sniper Team hit the surface of Dekaravia, a loud vibration and an explosion of sound erupted.
Everyone who walked at night, watching the shower of sniping, had the same thought.
'… … what? 'Is it more bearable than I thought?'
The snipers of the Shinsal Sniper Team were fast, powerful, and accurate, but their numbers were too small.
The rate of fire was also slow, and the distance between arrows was also blurry... … No, it seemed like one person didn't use that many arrows in the first place.
I could see that the arrow did not fly again in the direction it had once flown.
The Godslayer Sniper Team, which made the Usher family the strongest family in the empire with only a very small number of people, is this weak?
When everyone has doubts in their hearts.
[…] … what is this?]Cimmeries was also thinking the same thing.
He craned his head and looked at the walls of the outer castle.
Sure enough, the number of people sniping with bows is noticeably small.
No matter how elite they may be, their numbers are so small that the power of ambush and concentrated fire is not there.
[This is not an elite group, it's just a minority! What! Where has everyone gone!]Seeing Ciméries confused, Dolores, Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, Bianca, and Sinclair were also confused.
at that time.
Everyone heard the sound of Camus hugging Bikir's waist tightly.
"But boyfriend- I really missed you a lot. So stop running away now. I'm tired of chasing after you. Well, it doesn't matter since I can always roughly predict where it will go... … ."
Everyone who heard that looked back at Bikir with a puzzled expression.
Tudor asked first.
"Bikir. Wasn't Camus the preparedness plan you were talking about? "From listening to the conversation, it seems like this is the first time we're meeting?"
"no. "He just came."
Bikir categorically denied it.
Camus also laughed and said, "Hehe."
"I've been searching only the coast and uninhabited islands. "I haven't prepared anything in particular."
Well, anyway. The secret preparedness plan that Bikir spoke of was not Camus.
'Then what is it?'
By the time the same question appeared in everyone's mind.
… Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
A loud explosion erupted from the outer castle walls.
A wave of aura that fluctuates like crazy.
Assassins from the new sniper team with the corner of the castle wall collapsing and the trees falling down.
There, a scenery unfolded that made Cimmeries' jaw drop.
"Pusssss – it's dusty. "Go away and play, old man."
"If you don't shut up, I'll arrest you again, you old, miserable escapee."
A thin old man holding a whip and laughing.
And next to him is a large old man holding a heavy club.
A total of two old men were walking on the castle wall, chatting trivially.
But the results they produced were by no means trivial.
Kwaaak-kwauk!
When the whip was swung once, the assassins of the Shinsal sniper team fell down, and when the club hit the ground once, the strong castle walls collapsed entirely.
"A lot of Shingungbi and Changhaechanga died. This is why the revolution at that time should have been successful."
"What kind of revolution is that? It's a civil unrest. "Just stop talking nonsense and do what you're asked to do."
"If anyone sees it, they'll think it was you who ordered it."
"I am different from you. "I don't pay for the meal."
Two old men walk towards us, blowing away the elites of the Usher family like reed leaves.
The Marquis de Sade, the main culprit of the 47-person unrest.
And Orca, the prison warden of the Nouvelle Vague.
The two were standing side by side, looking up at Bikir.