The Third Son of a Medieval Knight Family Chapter 90 - Knight of Ascension (25)

“Urgh…”

Viktor relaxed his clenched fist and looked around.

So many guards had swarmed in that despite the mansion being fairly large, it felt packed full of people.

Though now they were all sprawled on the floor.

Tumen muttered from behind with a disgusted expression.

“Still, Lord Viktor going out alone was a bit…”

“I caught them all, didn’t I.”

“Well, that’s true, but…”

Tumen had thought that after securing Bohdan’s location, they would naturally call the soldiers to slowly surround and then enter.

What did he mean by recklessly charging in without knowing what might be inside?

But Viktor had casually walked into the mansion with his bare body.

Tumen, who had been following behind, worried several times whether he was getting too overconfident from all the victories so far.

It was undoubtedly true that he was a great knight, but he was still human in the end.

If he got hit by a blind blade, falling would be the same.

Of course, in the end Tumen’s worries had been meaningless.

Even without any particular help, he had crushed Bohdan’s guard alone.

Partway through, seeing him put away even his axe as it was cumbersome and knock down warriors with his bare fists was enough to give one goosebumps.

It felt surreal how he dropped elite warriors who seemed like they wouldn’t lose to anyone anywhere with strange and odd-looking movements.

‘Do they teach such techniques in the principality too…’

Tumen was lost in thought for a moment before snapping to attention in shock.

He had been spacing out watching him easily handle warriors even in this narrow space by himself, but at this rate, wouldn’t he just be following along without achieving any particular merit!

Tumen felt anxious and shouted.

“Lord Viktor! From now on, I’ll take the lead!”

“You’re in the way, so stay behind.”

“…Yes.”

Viktor hadn’t missed one person running urgently somewhere during the fight.

He looked at the large door that was firmly closed and drew his axe again.

“I should check that place.”

“Um… Lord Viktor, there might be traps set up. Since there doesn’t seem to be anywhere to escape anyway, perhaps it would be better to wait for the others first…”

“No. There might be secret passages to escape through other places. I don’t want to miss even a single possibility.”

“Uh…”

While Tumen gaped blankly, Viktor approached the door with his axe.

“Ah, or at least let me check! Just give me a moment!”

“It’s fine, don’t worry Tumen.”

Tumen’s words were valid, but Viktor shook his head.

He also had no intention of stupidly stepping into a place where there might be traps.

‘At times like this…’

Viktor slightly moved his body diagonally, then swung his axe horizontally like a woodcutter chopping trees.

Crack!

The thick-looking wooden door shattered and split in half.

After waiting a moment in that state, Viktor soon nodded.

“Good, there don’t seem to be any other traps. Let’s go, Tumen.”

“What kind of crude method is this…”

“What did you say?”

“Ah, nothing! I’m coming right now!”

The two soon pushed their bodies into the passage where darkness had fallen.

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“…”

The room inside was fairly spacious.

Though it was dim and dark with almost no light sources, it wasn’t so bad that they couldn’t walk around at all.

Viktor silently looked at the man sitting in a chair at the end of the room.

Along with a thick rancid smell, shabby attire caught his eye.

It was hard to think this was the appearance of the slaughterer who had once plunged the entire eastern region into terror.

“…You’ve finally come this far.”

The man, Bohdan, opened his mouth with a growling sound.

“It wasn’t particularly intentional.”

At Viktor’s calm words, Bohdan’s eyes widened.

“Knight bastard, are you trying to mock me now?”

“When setting out on the expedition, I was planning to clean up your supply bases in the area first. Who would have thought you’d be stupidly hiding in such a close place.”

“…This bastard…”

“Well, it wasn’t intended, but Bohdan, I won’t let you escape twice. Give up any thoughts of being able to run away.”

At his words, Bohdan struck the armrest with an angry expression.

Bang!

“Hmph, you act like I’m completely in your hands. But can you still act so leisurely after seeing this?”

“…?”

As soon as Bohdan spoke as if he had prepared something, Viktor drew his axe without hesitation and charged forward.

He didn’t know what the opponent was trying to do, but there was no need to bother watching.

When Viktor brought down his axe, Bohdan rolled on the floor with a horrified face.

Crash!

The chair he had been sitting in until just now shattered with a loud noise.

“You crazy knight bastard! Listen to what I have to say!”

“I refuse.”

Without listening, Viktor swung his axe again, and Bohdan gritted his teeth while barely dodging.

“Impatient bastard! Kulak, show him that thing! Quickly!”

Despite staggering with one arm missing, the sight of Bohdan dodging the axe strikes at amazing speed made Viktor pause his actions momentarily.

It seemed he hadn’t reached that position through mere luck.

Viktor looked at the old beastman who was glaring at him while coming with several guards carrying a sack.

“It’s a familiar face.”

“…It’s been a while since we met, Knight Viktor. I was indebted to you last time.”

“Ah, I remember. The warrior who knows honor, Kulak.”

The two men who had once promised to meet again on the battlefield now faced each other again in a narrow mansion.

Kulak bitterly bared his teeth and said.

“Those are generous words for me. I should have caught you no matter what happened then.”

“Kulak, do you have the strength for that?”

When Tumen, who had been standing behind Viktor, sneered, Kulak furrowed his brow.

“Tumen… aren’t you ashamed, calling yourself the Grand Chief’s son? You’ve shamelessly survived.”

“You should worry about your own safety first, you old wolf bastard!”

As the wolf beastman and deer beastman growled at each other, Viktor struck his axe into the ground.

Thud!

“I’m glad to see you again on the battlefield, Kulak. I’ll allow you to meet an honorable death as we promised each other.”

“…I’m sorry, but will you be able to say such things after seeing this?”

Kulak, who had withdrawn his gaze from Tumen, drew a dagger from his waist and cut open the mouth of the sack.

Then a man with bound hands and feet tumbled out and sprawled helplessly.

“Gasp… gasp…”

When Kulak removed the gag from the man’s mouth, he barely exhaled and panted.

Viktor looked at the dirty, wounded man and twitched his eyebrows.

“…Brother?”

“Gasp… gasp… Vi, Viktor…”

Igor Kobarov.

He was Sir Kobarov’s next heir, and his brother who had been the object of fear among the village people was alive without having lost his life.

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Viktor quietly looked at his brother.

‘I was sure he was dead.’

His brother who had always been wary of him subtly.

Compared to the ignorant warrior Nikita or the young youngest Ramil, he was someone who at least knew how to use his head, so Viktor had also been reluctant to get on his bad side.

In that village, to the one who had the highest possibility of becoming the next heir, it was hard to imagine an illegitimate younger brother with no foundation opposing him.

Though his wounded and emaciated appearance, seemingly not having received proper treatment, was completely different from his previously well-built figure, he could still be recognized.

After all, they had grown up together for quite a long time, and the physical characteristics matched.

Igor groaned continuously and barely managed to speak.

“Vi, Viktor…”

“Brother, you’re alive.”

“…Help me… th-these bastards… urgh!”

When a guard grabbed his hair and held a blade to his throat, Igor swallowed and trembled.

Bohdan calmly opened his mouth.

“Your brother was captured as a prisoner. It would be better not to move carelessly, Viktor. If you want to save your brother’s life, that is.”

“…”

When Viktor looked at him without saying anything particular, Bohdan put on a smug expression and shouted.

“Now, if you want to save your family member, withdraw your army even now! Then I’ll release your brother!”

When Viktor tilted his head at those words, cold sweat ran down Bohdan’s back.

‘As expected, it doesn’t work?’

Well, he would have done the same.

No matter how much he cherished a brother, he couldn’t ruin great undertakings for the sake of one life.

While Bohdan was constantly turning his head and pondering how to speak, it happened.

“I have something I’m curious about.”

“…What, you arrogant knight bastard! Do you understand your position!”

Contrary to his thoughts, Bohdan shouted while acting even more arrogant for no reason.

Probably according to his thinking, now that knight would surely try to kill him, saying such things didn’t matter at all.

‘Then, I’ll act pathetic and servile while pretending to be flustered.’

And while the knight before him felt superiority at his sudden change and let his guard down.

‘A dagger in the darkness will aim for you… I’ll be the one laughing in the end!’

Fortunately, Viktor had come with only one person.

It was another piece of evidence that he was letting his guard down with all his might.

Bohdan swallowed his saliva while doing his best to make use of the last opportunity given to him.

And finally, Viktor’s mouth opened.

“Why is he so injured? Did you torture him or something?”

Slightly unexpected calm words.

Bohdan replied with slight anger while being flustered.

“Hmph, I threw him as a target for my daughter’s venting. Considering what your family did to my daughter, even that much would be far from enough!”

“Your daughter? Ah, that woman who was kidnapped then. Did brother do something?”

At Viktor’s calm words, Bohdan momentarily forgot even his acting and got angry.

“This damned bastard… don’t act like you know nothing! When we raised an army to get my daughter back, have you forgotten all the things your family bastards did!”

When Viktor said nothing, Bohdan shouted even more fiercely.

“Because of that incident, my daughter, who was a proud warrior, suffered wounds that can never be washed away. The wolf’s blood was defiled, you shameless bastard!”

“Is that so, then he’s reaped what he sowed.”

“…What?”

Viktor looked at his brother.

He looked quite haggard as if he had suffered considerably, but he seemed to have his wits about him after hearing the story, as he was looking at him with surprised eyes.

“Having laid hands on your daughter and then being captured as a prisoner, being tortured can’t be helped. Rather, it’s surprising you didn’t kill him.”

Bohdan lost his words and looked at Viktor.

His words weren’t finished yet.

“All things in the world are like that, Bohdan. Just as brother suffered due to his own wrongdoing, so will you.”

“Th-this bastard, what are you saying now…”

“How many people died and suffered because of your ambition? To someone, you’re the same kind of bastard as my brother. If your daughter was so precious, was it easy to peel off other people’s faces?”

“…”

“I don’t resent you, Bohdan. My brother only paid the price for what he did wrong. And now, you’ll be the same.”

“…Arrogant knight bastard… do you think you’re different! Is that what your stuffy blind god you serve says? How dare you preach to me!”

When the excited Bohdan shouted loudly, Viktor gripped his axe properly.

“That time might come for me someday too.”

And then he naturally swung his axe.

Thwack!

This time, the axe embedded into Bohdan’s face, who couldn’t dodge in time.

He could no longer say anything more.

The ambitious man who had shaken the principality died without leaving even a single last word.

Viktor pulled out his axe and shook it left and right to shake off the blood.

“You wouldn’t die quietly though. I had already seen through your petty thoughts.”

When he turned around, he saw Tumen trampling a woman while pointing a weapon at her.

“Well, what should we do now.”

Viktor muttered calmly while alternately looking at the woman lying on the floor glaring at him, the screaming guards, and his brother who was sending grateful looks with his eyes among them.