Punishments R18

Two young men sitting next to him tried to say something, but the baron raised his hand calling them to be silent.

- What did this robber say and why didn't you deliver him alive? - The baron asked in a cold voice.

Shrugging my shoulders at the second part of the question, I began to tell how the robber introduced himself as the son of a baron and that I would be punished if I killed him.

Continuing to talk about how, once on the ground, the robber tried to crawl and how I first broke his arms and then his legs with a shield.

The Baron and those sitting next to me began to blush more and more and no longer hid their anger towards me.

- You worthless half-elf took my brother's life! - The young man sitting on the left side of the baron shouted. - Or maybe you think that the academy will protect you here?!

Shifting my gaze from the baron to the speaking young man and examining him, I felt a weak magical power in him.

He had short red hair and black eyes like his father. His young face resembled mine before I became the chosen one, which meant he was about my age.

- Young man, I do not advise you to threaten stufon Trey, he is under the protection of the academy and mine. - The voice of Ni'Lim, who had been silent before, was heard.

The baron's son began to laugh without hiding his emotions and feelings; after laughing, he turned his gaze to the professor; in his gaze, I saw certain desires, which is why he rose from his seat.

- Under the protection of the academy and yours? - The baron's son addressed Ni'Lim in a gloating voice. - You are here alone and this stufon who killed my brother with cunning!

I heard laughter from the dark elf, I felt how weak fluctuationsof magic began to seep from her. The warriors who stood near the walls saw how their runes began to glow and they immediately drew their weapons and pointed them at us.

- Do you know what kind of attacks will happen on the professor and stufon of any of the academies? - The professor asked in a cheerful voice, stopping laughing and looking from the baron to his sons. - For such a crime, the perpetrators and their blood relatives will be killed in front of the whole world.

The Baron winced at these words, but as he looked around the room, a slight smile appeared.

- You are right, but there are situations in which it is very difficult to find the culprits. - The baron addressed us in a cold voice. - For example, after our conversation and returning to the city, you were attacked and even with your skill you were killed. I know about you the white death, but I don't believe the legends.

Raising his hand up, the baron and lowering it, the warriors began to immediately attack us, encircling us, neither I nor the professor did anything. Ni'Lim examined the advancing warriors with interest; I could see a smile on her face.

- Stufon Trey, if you get injured, our training will become even more strict. - The dark elf turned to me without taking her eyes off the warrior in her voice, I felt that she was amused by the situation. - Don't hold back and call the wyvern and order it to attack the castle.

From Ni'Lim's words that our classes would become even more strict, I felt a shiver run down my spine. Following her order and summoning the wyvern, my headache reappeared but immediately went away.

While giving orders to the wyvern, it was not possible for me to observe its actions, I felt how magic began to fill the room.

Turning my gaze in the direction where the magic was flowing, I saw an elderly magician dressed in a simple gray robe. The professor also felt the magic but only laughed as she pulled out her blade.

- Baron Falo, since you do not believe the legends, let me tell you that they do not reflect even a small part about me. - The professor shouted in a cheerful voice.

I could only see a white dot that moved faster than my gaze between the vigilantes. At first nothing happened, but then whoever the white dot passed by began to grab different parts of their body and the sounds of limbs and bodies falling to the floor were heard.

Screams and flowing blood began to fill the hall, I saw that Ni'Lim was heading towards the magician and those who were on the stairs above us.

Looking around, I saw the baron and his sons standing behind the guards and warriors, shouting something to them.

From their behavior it was clear to me that they still believed in their strength, grinning, I called the tormentors and ordered them to kill everyone except Professor Ni'Lim.

The appearance of my servants made the warriors who surrounded me freeze, but when they saw that the figure was not paying attention to them, a satisfied grin appeared on their faces.

I did not have a feeling of fear or, like a dark elf, joy, only anger, which was always with me after passing the last test.

Summoning the sword of darkness and squeezing it in my hand and raising it, pointing it towards one of the opponents, I made a sharp movement towards the first warrior who was closer to me.

The warrior I attacked felt nothing with a surprised look, he dropped his weapon and leaned his hand against his stomach from where blood began to drip faster and faster until his upper body separated and fell to the floor gathering itself.

I did not need to check the blade of darkness for blood, continuing to attack other warriors who tried to block or avoid my blows, but everything they did did not bring them the desired result and they fell one after another until the baron and his two sons were in front of me.

- How does a half-elf have the right to raise weapons against warriors and then point them at nobles?! - One of the baron's sons shouted angrily, pointing his blade at me. - Kneel down, half-elf, and ask for a quick death!

Since childhood, I was taught not to talk during battles and I had no desire to deviate from this rule. Stretching the blade point forward, the faces of the sons and the baron began to change; all self-respecting nobles knew the meaning of this action.

I offered them a one-on-one battle, allowing them to die the death of the noble they considered themselves to be.

- Do you dare offer us a fight on equal terms?! Are you a worthless half-elf from the village against us nobles? - He burst into an angry scream; I could see how their faces turned red with anger. - How dare you!

Without waiting, one of the baron's sons, confident that I would not have the opportunity to escape his blow, quickly tried to strike from above.

Watching his movements, which seemed very slow to me, and taking a step to the side, striking from top to bottom, the sword of darkness passed through the armor that went from the shoulder to the arm and a muffled scream was heard and the sound of metal falling along with something else. 

Despite one of the sons of Baron Falo, I continued to move forward, passing the sword of darkness through the armor of the Kray Empire, which began to glow.

Seeing that my sword did not penetrate his armor, a satisfied smile appeared on the face of the baron's son.

He did not try to escape my new blow; the baron's son, confident in his armor, saw my blade touching his shoulder and then, to his surprise, I changed the blow by pointing the blade under the shoulder.

I remembered the spells that protected the armor of the knights of the Kray Empire, but I also knew their weaknesses.

One of them was the part of the armor that ran along the inside of the armor; the second weakness was that after using protective spells the knight could only rely on his skill.

The baron's son either did not know about the weaknesses of the armor he was wearing or did not believe that my blade would penetrate the defense.

Shifting his disbelieving gaze from his shoulder to the part of his hand that lay on the floor of the hall.

The baron and the son, who had previously been wounded, tried together to attack me from behind, but to my surprise, wings of darkness appeared from my back and covered me from their blows.

I felt like the blades of the baron and his son were trying to break through the wings of darkness that did not miss the blow.

Turning to them, I saw different emotions flash in their eyes when their joint attack did not harm me. I had a desire to find out from my son, dressed in the armor of the Kray Empire, how he received it.

Remembering what the professor told me, I could only shake my head, intercepting the blade and striking it back, I felt the blade with difficulty penetrating through the armor.

The baron's son, dressed in the armor of the Cray Empire, was still immersed in what he saw and when the sword penetrated his armor, he saw with disbelief how my weapon came out of his body and armor and his armor began to become darker.

Not yet realizing his death, he looked up at his father, who was looking from the wound on his son to his eyes, in which they froze in place and the already dead one of his sons fell on his back, looking blankly at the ceiling.

The remaining father and son continued to look at the deceased when my sword of darkness pierced the armor of the second.

The Baron, seeing that his second son was dead, roared and, having lost the ability to think, tried to strike me with various blows, but not one of them reached me.

In delivering my blow, I deprived the baron first of one hand and then the second when his hand in which he was holding the sword fell Falo tried to say something, feeling that he could not say anything and looking down, he saw his body and neck from which blood was flowing.

Having made sure that all the nobles were dead, I turned my gaze to the hall where everything was now covered in blood and corpses lay on the floor, the torturers were finishing off the wounded who were trying to scream for mercy.

While looking for Professor Ni'Lim, I doubted that for her these nobles and their warriors and guards were a threat, confirming my thoughts, I saw the bored look of the dark elf who was looking around the hall. Traces of blood were visible on her, dripping from her clothes and hair.

- Cut off their heads and put them in your vault. - The dark elf turned to me in a serious voice. - We're heading back to the city.

I didn't need to ask why to cut off the head of the dead baron and his sons; I knew what they were needed for.

While I was busy with the bodies of the nobles, the professor walked through the castle killing everyone she came across, I heard screams and pleas for mercy, returning to me I saw that there was even more blood on her clothes.

Inspecting the corpses and making sure that everyone was killed, we headed to the exit from the castle.

Along the way, I saw corpses that were trying to escape from the professor's sword, approaching the exit, I heard the roar of a wyvern that continued to burn with darkness whatever it managed to reach.

Ordering her to stop attacking and looking through her gaze at what was happening outside, I saw the remains lying in armor who were apparently trying to hide from the wyvern's attack.

There were remnants who were not dressed in armor as I thought, they were servants and tried to escape when they heard the sounds of battle in the hall but fell under the attacks of the wyvern.

The animals lay in their remains near the carriage, and the carriage itself blurred out of the darkness that fell upon it during the wyvern's attacks.

Having made sure that there was no one alive, the dark elf and I went out into the yard, looking around, I noticed that the ground had become black, as well as the walls, which began to collapse under the weight of the wyvern, which was resting with its front paws and claws, leaving claw marks.

The professor, glancing at the carriage and the animals, shook her head and approached the wyvern with interest, which was following her with her gaze. Examining the wyvern Ni'Lim with interest and looking from me to her, the dark elf called me to her.

- Stufon Tray, I certainly don't know much about the wyvern genus. - Ni'Lim said thoughtfully while continuing to examine the wyvern. - But I think this is a royal wyvern.

I looked first at the wyvern and then at the dark elf. It was difficult for me to understand the difference between a royal wyvern and a simple wyvern.