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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Night Walkers (3)

Bianca Usher.

The future Empress of the Divine Bow, the person who was supposed to be the next head of the Usher House.

She is the only daughter of Roderick Usher, the current head of the Usher House.

Therefore, it is only right that she should inherit the Divine Bow lineage.

But reality is often harsh.

Roderick Usher, who was so strong that he earned the nickname “Bow Demon,” collapsed due to a mysterious illness, and his eldest daughter, Bianca, was still young then.

While she was at the Colosseo Academy, her family was turned upside down.

Madeline Usher. The only sister of Roderick Usher.

She had been sickly since childhood and hadn’t participated in family affairs, but suddenly, she started taking control.

Madeline began overseeing all family matters directly, as if she had been waiting for Roderick to fall ill.

When Bianca returned home after hearing about her father’s condition, she was met with indescribable neglect and mistreatment.

She didn’t even get to see her father’s face once. She tried to gather support from her maternal family and other branches of the family to counter Madeline’s influence.

But it was in vain.

Madeline had already co-opted all of Bianca’s maternal and branch family supporters early on, maybe around the time Bianca first entered the Colosseo Academy.

She ended up being betrayed by those she trusted.

She realized that her family could no longer be her support.

In fact, they had become her biggest enemies.

From then on, Bianca turned her back on her family and ventured out into the world.

She sought refuge with her childhood friend and soul rival, Tudor, from Donquixote Clan, but Tudor was in a similar situation.

‘Lion King Cervantes’, like Bow Demon Roderick, was suddenly struck by a mysterious illness, and his brother Monte took control.

Unlike Bianca, Tudor openly fought against his entire family.

So Bianca fled with Tudor.

They were pursued by two of the strongest military forces on earth: the invincible cavalry of the Donquixote Clan and the god-slaying archers of the Usher House.

The journey was long and arduous, but they managed to endure.

Her childhood friend Tudor, whom she had always thought of as just a kid, had grown into a man she could trust and rely on.

At times, she even wanted to lean on him.

And at some point, Bianca found herself watching Tudor a little more closely.

A person who shared her childhood. Someone who had been with her through foolish and reckless times. And someone who was now enduring these painful times with her.

…Is that why? Bianca was unusually angry right now.

“Click-click-click- This bitch is really vicious.”

Pedro Donquixote. Monte’s lieutenant. The very person who escorted Vikir to Nouvellebag long ago.

He should have been imprisoned in a dungeon with his limbs cut off, but somehow he was leading the cavalry in perfect health.

Bianca ground her teeth.

The very people who had driven Tudor to his current state were right in front of her, so it was only natural.

“You really are a demon.”

“That’s old news.”

Pedro shrugged. Then, with a sneering attitude, he said,

“Isotrope of the Usher House is desperate to capture you. This works out well. Selling you to him would be quite profitable. We came out to catch that cowardly rat Tudor, but this is an unexpected bonus.”

In an instant, a vein bulged on Bianca’s forehead.

“Cowardly rat? Isn’t that a fitting term for someone like you who crawled under a demon’s belly along with your parents, and unleashed such monsters upon the world?”

Risking one’s life for honor and reputation is the Donquixote way.

Pedro’s eyes rolled back as soon as he heard Bianca’s words.

“How dare you insult me!”

Bianca didn’t miss the opportunity and shot an arrow at him.

Bang!

Bianca had honed her skills while trapped in the Abyss tree.

After that she trained relentlessly at the academy based on her experience back then.

The liquid aura unique to a Graduator was contained in the arrow and shot out.

And its power was immense.

Squelch-

The arrow pierced Pedro’s hand and went straight into his heart.

But.

“Hahaha! If there’s no opening, you make one? Usher’s archery is truly remarkable.”

Pedro’s eyes flickered with a hazy aura.

He brushed off the arrow and new flesh covered the spot.

Bianca looked at it and confirmed that Pedro and his master, Monte, were undoubtedly demons.

But there was something strange.

“Why aren’t any of the other knights reacting?”

Bianca cautiously turned her gaze to the rear.

The “Invincible Cavalry” of Donquixote.

They, along with the “Invincible Fleet,” were the true backbone of Donquixote’s military power.

Why were they all now seemingly under the control of demons?

“…!”

With keen eyesight, Bianca soon found the answer.

The faces inside the helmets, the expressions of the members of the Invincible Cavalry hidden behind iron masks.

They all had vacant expressions, unlike knights of their caliber.

Some had a cloudy gaze, and some even had saliva dripping from their mouths.

“They’re being manipulated by the damn demons!”

There was no other explanation.

Likely, Usher’s knights were in a similar state.

Bianca also had a rough idea of how Madeline had co-opted her supporters.

“Then there’s no other choice.”

Bianca gritted her teeth.

She didn’t want to kill the innocent knights of Donquixote, but if she stayed like this, she would likely die herself.

It was a situation where they had to fight with all their might.

Thud-

Bianca shot arrows as she spurred her horse forward.

Fortunately, a steep rocky terrain appeared just a little further.

The cavalry wouldn’t be able to advance there.

…But that was a mistake, she underestimated Donquixote’s Invincible Cavalry.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom-

Surprisingly, Donquixote’s cavalry dashed through the steep slope, almost a cliff.

“Damn. Why are these monstrous knights being controlled by demons?”

Bianca continued to shoot arrows.

Targeting each and every member of the cavalry wasn’t her aim.

Kwak! Kurrrrung-

Bianca’s arrows targeted weak spots in the rocky cliffs.

As the traps made of ropes and ivy were destroyed by the arrows, a massive amount of soil and rocks started pouring down.

However, amidst a situation where most of the cavalry should have already been wiped out, Donquixote’s Invincible Cavalry started pushing forward aggressively.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

At the tips of the spears wielded by the charging knights, the aura symbolizing a graduator was present.

Truly a formidable unit.

Bianca unwittingly swallowed a gulp of air.

It was a daunting task to think that humans like these, who could tear apart mountains with their bare hands, roamed the battlefield under the control of demons.

What sort of encirclement could withstand them and hold out?

Just as Bianca realized she couldn’t escape, and that she would have to face the brute force head-on, she tightly closed her eyes.

“Biancaaaaa!”

A thunderous shout echoed from above.

Kwak!

A diagonal shot sent one of the knights flying backward.

Tudor.

He appeared, brandishing his spear, shielding Bianca.

“Get up!”

Tudor extended his spear and urged.

Bianca felt a bit shocked, but soon got up and got ready to fight..

“Tudor! They’re aiming for you…!”

“I know! Let’s focus on retreating for now!”

Tudor swung his spear, causing nearby rocks to tumble down.

“Tudor! Bianca!”

Dolores, Sancho, and Figgy’s voices came from behind.

But the Donquixote knights, led by Pedro, were much quicker in their response.

“Surround them!”

At Pedro’s command, the knights quickly turned around, blocking Dolores and the reinforcements.

Meanwhile, the rest of the troops all aimed their spears at Tudor.

Thud!

One spear pierced Tudor’s thigh and pinned him to the ground.

“…!”

Tudor gritted his teeth, but he couldn’t block the onslaught of flying spears that followed.

However.

“Get back.”

He simply positioned Bianca behind him and stood firm, blocking all the incoming spears.

Thud, thud, thud, thud!

Spears piercing through arms, thighs, shoulders, and legs.

“Tudor!”

Bianca screamed as if she were being torn apart, but Tudor didn’t move an inch, protecting Bianca with his own body.

“Such a tearful knight, indeed. What a sight to behold in their final moments.”

Pedro raised his spear, tears welling up in his eyes.

And then.

Boom!

Pedro’s spear spat out a shimmering aura like a laser beam.

…Thunk!

The spear that had been protecting Tudor all this while broke in half.

Covered in blood, Tudor collapsed.

Bianca, who was behind him, hastily caught Tudor.

“Tudor?!”

He suffered a severe wound to his chest. If not attended to immediately, he would surely die.

But Dolores and the others, including Sancho, were unable to breach the wall formed by Donquixote’s knights.

Pedro muttered.

“What will you do now? If you surrender quietly, we might take Tudor back to our family for treatment. Of course, you’ll have to come along too.”

For some reason, Pedro wasn’t attempting to kill Tudor outright.

“….”

Bianca bit her lip.

There was no need to think twice.

“Fine. I want to save Tudor.”

“Alright! Excellent choice..”

Pedro chuckled, turning his head.

He was about to withdraw the cavalry, but…

“Hey! That’s enough! Withdraw now…!?”

However, Pedro couldn’t finish his sentence.

Thunk!

A hefty fist smashed into his face, shattering it.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

Soon, golden fists protruding from the ground began to pummel Donquixote’s knights, sending them flying.

Boom! Thud! Clang!

Rings made of earth rose from the ground, tripping the galloping hooves of the cavalry.

“Ugh! What is this….”

Pedro shouted with broken teeth.

A girl with black robe, hat, and short white hair landed before him.

Despite her mediocre height, her face remained without any impurities, with eyes shining like diamonds.

“Sorry. I’m a bit late.”

Tick-tock, the busy ticking of a pocket watch.

Sinclaire extended her hand towards Bianca.