I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

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Vomiting blood? Suddenly?

While Ian blinked his eyes, the divine power evaporated, and Maeve disappeared beyond the darkness.

Sir, Sir?! Sir, please wait! Im coming! Sirrrrr

Almost simultaneously, Philip screamed, threw the reins, and rushed away.

What the hell is with the bus in my horoscope?!

Finally understanding the situation, Ian turned his gaze.

Capture the horse he left. Miguel.

Huh? Oh, I see!

Miguel moved reflexively.

He reached out and caught the reins of the horse that was trying to escape and turned to look at Ian.

I caught him! And?

Ian remembered the origin of the contamination that tainted the forest, deep in the center of the woods.

The one that killed his character ten times and made him throw the mouse away during the game.

He knew from the beginning what to do to avoid feeling frustrated like back then.

Take the oil out of the saddlebags. A lot of it.

Miguel, who had stuck the torch next to the saddle, started rummaging through the bag.

Meanwhile, Ian approached and retrieved his sword.

You go after Philip.

Understood Can I go alone?

Miguel, who had just placed a leather pouch filled with oil down, raised his head.

He blinked his eyes and added.

What do you want to use so much oil for?

Ian, who picked up the torch hanging on the saddle, looked down at him.

Where do you think Ill use it?

Of course but even if its your place, you wouldnt do such crazy things.

Well, who knows.

Ian, who twitched his head, said.

Tell Philip to guard the lady. Dont do anything else. Of course, you too.

But thats easier said than done Ugh, damn it. Are you really not going?

Then would you like me to fight in your place?

Miguel, who stood up like he was bouncing, pulled the reins of the horse with both hands.

Ill definitely convey the message. Please come back alive.

He walked away without looking back.

Can I entrust Maeve to them?

Ian lifted his head and picked up the leather pouch of oil one by one.

After leaving the last one in the subspace, he slowly poured the oil from the bag onto the torch and looked away.

The darkness beyond the forest. The surviving hosts were running towards Maeve.

The numbers had decreased considerably, but it was only a matter of time before they increased again.

Since the group had already set foot in the contaminated forest.

Evil creatures that established their own territories never forgave intruders regardless of the reason.

Those that used humans as prey were worse, and the culprit who contaminated this forest was of that sort.

They would probably start attacking again soon.

So, before returning to the group, Ian intended to eliminate that culprit.

He would have to fight alone, but it would be much better to fight all night protecting the group.

For now, draw the aggro away from me Ouch, its hot.

Ian, who was muttering, quickly released his hand holding the pouch.

The torch had caught fire all the way to the handle.

Why does it burn so well like this?

He almost got burned while trying to save magic.

Throwing away the pouch, Ian drew his sword and conjured magic.

His pupils turned ashy, and the mountain breeze enveloped his whole body.

Intermediate gray magic, Wind Blade.

Swoosh-!

The torch that was falling down soared through the wind.

One hand held a sword, and the other hand resembled a flaming mace.

This should be visible even if you dont want to see it.

Ian swung both wrists and struck the ground.

Swish-!

In an instant, a host that had been approaching rapidly pierced the darkness and was suddenly close.

Crunch!

He maintained the momentum of the charge and split the hosts head from its skull with his swinging sword.

Ian, whose speed was slowed by the impact, struck the host next to him with the torch in his left hand and leaped back.

There was no need to confirm life and death.

They were creatures that didnt give any experience points anyway.

If he could just immobilize them, they wouldnt be able to reach the group.

Kiyak-! Kiyayk-!

A few more were torn apart and burned before the nearby hosts reacted.

However, Ian was passing them by and was currently in the process of dismembering another host that was leading the pack.

Ssseuk- Squish!

Almost simultaneously, the beak of a carnivorous tree fell, but Ian dodged it with a simple movement of his body.

Thanks to Wind Blades added ability, his movement and perception had become much sharper, making everything seem a bit slower.

Jjwoeok! Kwarruk-!

The hosts were being sliced and burned in succession.

How many had he fought, occasionally tearing apart even the beak of a carnivorous tree?

Kwaduk-!

Ian, who had just killed one host and was reflexively turning his body, stopped.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Haa Haa

The only thing that resounded was the sound of his own breathing.

Ian finally retrieved his sword and turned his gaze.

It was a half-trance fight, but it served its purpose admirably.

Hosts were flying everywhere and flinching.

Hatred towards him, even the wave of magic and the corrupted roots that contained madness.

Eliminate all the enemies who were aiming for the party, and they definitely drew their attention.

Before long, Ians gaze stopped beyond the darkness of the forest.

Darkness oozing out with viscous malice.

Its so annoying.

Its starting now. sadly

Proudly holding up his torch, Ian leapt into the darkness.

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Ippotranslation

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Torches shot through the forest like meteors.

Kiek-! Kiek-!

An eerie cry echoed behind Ian as he ran.

It was the sound of the hosts waking up after he passed by and pursuing him.

But Ian did not stop.

just rushing forward.

Skip is the national rule for miscellaneous mobs.

This, in fact, was the strategy he was trying to use when he returned to this place alone.

Aiming at only the boss in the shortest time, commonly known as speed run.

I didnt expect this to happen even after coming with Maeve, but the fact that it was efficient did not change.

Its a problem to follow up. Im sure it will work somehow.

I dont think its going to show that its getting more messy here.

The area had become completely different from what it had been a while ago.

As if to prove that he was getting closer to the center.

Tat- Woak-!

The monstrous form that blocked his way also appeared, revealing itself.

Tat-! Woak-!

Dispelling the giant hosts attack, Ian jumped up. The image of a fusion of several goblins wrapped around a vine slowly entered his eyes.

Stepping on his shoulder, Ian leaped again.

Thats-!

Shouts and gongs immediately followed.

Reaction speed at the level of carnivore trees.

!

Its a name given to it.

Ian turned and turned like a windmill. A forearm entwined with vines narrowly passed him.

Crackle-!

Instead, the torch in his hand was swept away and broke, sending embers flying in all directions.

Ian threw the handle without hesitation and landed rolling on the floor.

The flashing vision darkened.

At the same time, a chill went down his spine, and his nerves tensed.

Definitely not because of the gigantic host.

Translator; ippo

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