Blood Knight(8)

Vigeil was looking down at the skeleton, and Morsan noticed that he seemed on the verge of tears. Morsan couldn't help but feel sympathy for him, imagining the pain he must be feeling as Vigeil thought about what his sister had gone through in the past week.

Morsan silently prayed that nothing bad had happened to her, hoping that she was safe and sound. As he looked around the basement, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. The chaos and evil that surrounded them seemed to have infected everyone in the area, leaving them all rotten to the core. The fact that so many people had died in this cold, dark place without anyone to help them made Morsan feel incredibly sad.

He wondered what the people who had died in this basement had been thinking in their final moments. Did they expect someone to come and save them? Or had they given up hope and started to hate the nobles and the country that had failed to protect them? Morsan knew that he would never know the answer to these questions, but he couldn't help but feel sad about their deaths.

Morsan vowed to grant these individuals the dignified funeral they merited. He resolved to gather their remains and locate a serene sanctuary, distant from the malevolence that had claimed their existence. It was his solemn duty to pay homage to their legacy and guarantee their perpetual remembrance.

As they ventured deeper into the premises, another distressing sight unfolded before their eyes. Each cell they passed was filled with numerous individuals, their bodies bearing the marks of brutal mistreatment - bruises and cuts adorned their skin.

The haunting emptiness in their eyes spoke volumes as if their spirits had been shattered beyond repair. Unfazed by the arrival of Morsan and Vigeil, these prisoners displayed no reaction, as if they had already resigned themselves to their grim fate.

Oblivious to the agonizing cries of the dying echoing from outside, they remained trapped in the delusion that the malevolent group still held control over them. Morsan also saw a lot of demi-humans captured there.

Undeterred, Chreg pressed on, leading Morsan and Vigeil unwaveringly towards the cell where Vigeil's sister was held captive.

"P-please... stop... I won't help anyone again... p-please..."

Trembling with fear and desperation, the distressed plea of a young girl echoed through the air, reaching the ears of Morsan and Vigeil as they drew closer to their intended destination.

The vulnerability in her voice tugged at Morsan's heartstrings, filling him with a sense of unease as he anticipated the unfolding of a dreaded scenario.

Reacting swiftly to the urgency in the girl's cries, Vigeil's determination propelled him forward, his footsteps quickening as he raced toward the source of that voice.

Vigeil's movements came to an abrupt halt as he stood frozen at the entrance of the cell. Morsan turned his eyes away from the distressing scene unfolding before him.

In front of them, a glimpse of a delicate young girl could be seen, her body bearing the marks of a brutal assault inflicted upon her by a stocky, unclothed man who wore a repulsive grin on his face.

However, his expression quickly changed to one of surprise as he realized that someone had entered the cell.

"Um... Hey, who on earth are you?!... How did you come here?! huh... Chreg? What brings you here?!"

As he asked Chreg about the unfamiliar faces, he went to put on his pants. However, Chreg didn't reply, leaving him feeling a little confused and uncertain. This caused his face to twist slightly, as he tried to make sense of the situation.

"S-Sister..!!"

As soon as Vigeil laid his eyes on the naked girl lying on the ground, his voice trembled with fear. Morsan who was standing beside him, recognized the girl as his sister.

Vigeil's face contorted into that of a beast, his eyes turning bloodshot with rage as he saw the condition of his sister.

"Sister?! W-who they are yo-"

Before the burly man had the chance to finish his words, Vigeil swiftly delivered a powerful blow to his face, causing tears to well up in his eyes. The impact of Vigeil's punch caused the burly man to stagger backward and ultimately fall onto his rear end.

As he glanced up, a sense of fear began to creep into his expression upon seeing Vigeil's bloodshot eyes. Without granting him a moment to defend himself or even utter a plea, Vigeil relentlessly unleashed a barrage of punches upon his face, one after another.

"WHY? WHY? WHY ARE YOU GOING TO THIS FAR?!! WHY ARE YOU ALL DOING THIS..?!"

Witnessing the tears pooling in Vigeil's eyes, Morsan couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow. With a voice filled with anguish, he inquired about the reason behind his sister enduring such torment.

Each blow he landed on the corpulent swine caused his own hands to shatter and bleed under the immense force.

However, despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body, he persisted in relentlessly pummeling the repugnant creature before him.

The impact of Vigeil's punches began to rip apart the facial muscles and skin of the robust man, resonating with the sickening sound of bones fracturing throughout the entire cell.

The man who was buried had lost consciousness a long time ago and was completely helpless, yet Vigeil continued to attack him without any regard for his condition.

Morgan, on the other hand, did not intervene and instead approached a young girl who was covered in scars and wounds. He wanted to check her condition and heal with his [Healing Magic].

Despite the chaos around her, the girl appeared to be unfazed as she was unable to hear anything. As Morgan drew closer, the girl caught sight of him through her blurry vision and began to tremble uncontrollably.

"N-noo... please... I won't help any demi-humans ever again... please... stop..."

At the sudden fearful voice of, Morsan stopped his steps with a saddened face. Vigeil also stopped his assault as he heard his sister.