The Count and the Maid

CHAPTER 52

Red blood splattered diagonally across the wall.

Huey cut off his foe’s arm as if it were tofu as the attacker rushed at him.

With an indifferent face, he stepped on a knife that had been lodged in the abdomen of a corpse, blood flowing water.

The vacant expression on his face, as if he was stepping on an ant, was more frightening than the sight of blood covering his entire body or the dead bodies that rolled at his feet.

He swirled and cut off the legs of adversaries who dashed to attack him, grabbed their hair, smashed them into the wall, and kicked them until bubbles of blood erupted out of their mouths.

As Huey wiped the blood-stained swords on the corpses’ clothes, his eyes looked down on those who had lost their fighting spirit. It was as if a golden beast was choosing it’s prey.

While slaughtering Shada’s assailants or bringing them to the brink of death, his sweetly beautiful face did not move. Occasionally, when blood spattered around his eyes, he had reflexively frowned.

Slash- He blew off the neck of the man who was screaming and begging for his life, and he staggered towards Marcelo, who was already bleeding with strangely twisted limbs. Huey shook off the blood clots on his sword as he approached.

The narrow alley was full of carcasses and fresh blood, making the ground slippery like mud after a storm. The dreadful bloody smell is as thick as a fog. Shada was dizzy.

“Co-Cou! C—Count Kirchner…….”

“You shouldn’t covet others’ belongings, not knowing your place. You should have known better. You lack the ability to learn, Sir Marcelo Palmer.”

A frightening vitality sprung out of Huey’s previously stony face. Soft lips twisted, white teeth exposed, and a cracking sound was heard.

Huey’s brutal smile hardened on his face and stepped on Marcelo’s wrist with a hook. There was a smashing noise and it looked like the bones had popped out.

As Marcelo struggled like a worm, Huey pulled his scabbard and slapped him. A broken tooth rolled on the floor. Due to the force his mouth quickly became bloody.

Huey frowned when all of his front teeth were gone, and threw his scabbard away.

It was the first time Shada, his personal maid, had seen her master mistreat one of his belongings. This man, whose wrath made his reason disappear, was not the Huey she knew.

Without a moment to spare, Huey threw away his sword and grabbed Marcelo’s collar, punching his face into rags with his bare fists.

Bash, bash— He pounded his face like a leather drum.

Marcelo, who was a little bigger than Huey, shuddered and tried to resist, but the force of his fists pushed him into a suffocating moan. With a face dripping with blood, Huey kept punching without letting go of the bear-sized man.

It looked like he was trying to kill him.

“Once, I let you go, now you should eat it, huh?”

By the time he couldn’t even scream anymore, Huey growled with well-refined harsh profanities—and stood up and picked up the hilt of his sword that was beside him.

As the blue day flashed in his sight, Marcelo fell flat on his back, with his open mouth because he had no front teeth.

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Red blood splattered diagonally across the wall.