Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 378



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The 378th episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

Chapter 89. The more fearful you are, the more indifferent you become.

“Have you completed the operational communication?”

Arendt asked Victor. Victor answered with a pale and tired face.

“I just got a report from Captain Edgar. He said that the personnel distribution is complete and that they plan to depart tonight.”

“Okay, I’ll leave that to you.”

Arendt nodded blandly.

Victor’s eyes, staring at him, flashed with fear.

After handing over the initiative, things were progressing at a frighteningly fast pace.

Arendt said blandly.

“First, tell them to beat up the guys who’ve come to the designated location and lock them up behind a fan. They’ll be interrogated separately later. As for the guys who remain near the summoning circle, ask them to surrender separately, and if they resist, clean them up right away.”

The word ‘clean up’ meant ‘kill and destroy’.

Every order Arendt utters will be given to the knights in Victor’s name.

“… … .”

Victor now seemed to understand the real reason why Arendt had left the choice up to him.

He needed the Crown Prince’s right to speak.

I also understood why Arendt likened all of this to theater.

Because now Victor was nothing more than an actor performing a scenario created by Arendt.

“Okay, I’ll tell you that.”

Victor nodded silently. Arendt confirmed this and turned her head again to look at the Duke of Middleton.

“What about the chief of the court?”

“I got it. And the aide is already out of the house.”

The Duke of Middleton provided the answer.

Ever since he found out that he was not Llewelyn’s attendant but a famous apprentice knight of the Carlyon Empire, he had been following his orders without question.

It seemed that he had decided that it would be shameful to be proud of a subject that could not resolve internal affairs of the kingdom with his own hands.

No matter how extreme that sense of inferiority might be, it was none of Arendt’s concern.

“I guess he joined the main unit the moment he left on vacation.”

“I’m so embarrassed. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have let you out of the palace so easily.”

The Duke of Middleton offered a brief apology, but Arendt only glanced at him and made no reply.

After a while.

The Duke’s soldiers dragged the chamberlain into the dungeon.

It was exactly one hour after the wind blew in.

Boom! The bound chamberlain was forced to kneel in a pool of blood.

“What the heck is this… … .”

Still unable to grasp the situation, he looked around, and froze when he saw the corpses piled on one side, others kneeling and bound, and finally the crown prince sitting quietly in front of him.

Victor met his gaze and opened his mouth.

“I trusted you, Otis.”

The deep, hushed voice was filled with anguish that could not be completely hidden. The chamberlain, Otis, groaned.

“lowering…….”

“If you have something to say, say it now. Atonement is fine, and you can even tell me. If you just give up resisting, I’ll spare your life.”

This time, it was Victor who brought up the words that Arendt had been repeating until now.

Otis bit his lip.

“… … I don’t quite understand what you are saying, Your Majesty.”

“You don’t know?”

“I don’t know what misunderstanding Your Majesty has made.”

The old attendant raised his head and looked straight at Victor.

“I have always done what I had to do. I am a loyal servant of the Lucain royal family, and I have always worked for the kingdom. This old man has done nothing wrong. I dare to swear before your Majesty.”

“… … .”

Victor was speechless. He was shocked by the audacity of not even blinking an eye in the blood-soaked dungeon, where the bodies of his comrades lay before his eyes.

“You guys tell me.”

At that moment, Llewelyn opened his mouth in a subdued voice. His gaze fell on the survivors gathered on one side.

“That guy really didn’t do anything?”

“… … was instructed by the chief of the guard.”

At that moment, the young servant who had been kneeling muttered. Llewelyn spoke coldly.

“Speak straight.”

“The chief chamberlain… … has ordered that the pillowcase used by His Majesty be changed.”

Only then did the young servant answer in a slightly clearer voice.

“He said that if we use it, it will help His Majesty change his mind.”

The attendant sighed and closed his eyes tightly at the young voice. Victor’s brow furrowed.

“Do you know what has become of His Majesty?”

“… … No, well. Well. I heard that you were a little unwell. I just, out of curiosity… … and because they offered me money, I joined. I’m really sorry.”

The attendant bowed his head again. Victor felt his blood run cold.

But before the crown prince could even begin to feel it, another testimony followed.

“I was given that order to deliver the message to the other servants… … . I was in charge of cleaning, so I was given the task of delivering the note. I don’t know what it says.”

“Who received the note?”

This time Arendt asked. Then the attendant, who had just opened his mouth, raised his head in fear and looked at the pile of corpses on the other side.

It meant that everyone was dead.

“That’s right, Chief Otis.”

“… … .”

The chamberlain opened his eyes again at Arendt’s cold voice. Arendt stood in front of Otis.

“Do you still want to claim that you are innocent?”

“… …Who are you?”

The chamberlain, who had been staring blankly at Arendt for a moment, spoke up.

“I heard that you were a servant accompanying Prince Llewelyn. But it seems that isn’t true.”

Looking at him with cold eyes, Arendt answered plainly.

“Arendt von Eckhart.”

“Huh, as expected.”

Then the attendant burst into laughter.

“I never thought I would hear that cursed name here.”

“I guess you heard the rumor from your higher-ups.”

Arendt tilted her head.

“How do you feel about meeting him in person? It’s a bit disappointing that he looks like this. The original was better looking.”

“… … .”

After a while, Otis spoke again.

“I can’t think of much to say. But there’s just one thing.”

Hatred gradually began to fill the eyes of the attendant who had been filled with resignation.

“I pray that the curse of Cernion will be with Sir Arendt for the rest of her life.”

The moment he finished speaking, the chamberlain bit his tongue hard. No, he tried to bite it.

But Arendt was faster.

Phaaaak!

The moment he finished speaking, Arendt kicked him in the face.

The attempt to commit suicide also failed, and the attendant collapsed without even being able to scream.

“That’s too bad. There’s no need to pray.”

Because it is already in progress.

But unfortunately, the person who was supposed to hear the answer had already fainted. Arendt turned her back on the fainted chamberlain without any hesitation.

“I’ll borrow this person for a bit. And those people… … .”

“You want me to move you to a prison outside the palace? I know that very well.”

As the Duke answered, Arendt looked back at Victor and Llewelyn.

“Your Majesty. We are done with our business here. Let’s move.”

This was just the beginning.

Victor steeled himself and stood up from his seat.

I almost staggered for a moment because of the strong smell of blood that was coming at me, but Llewelyn, who was waiting next to me, quickly caught me.

“Your Majesty. Let’s gather everyone into the conference room. As I said before, summon as many as possible. All the nobles currently inside the palace must be summoned.”

But Arendt was merciless.

“Before you go in, you’d better get rid of the smell of blood. And change your clothes. You too, Llewelyn.”

“Oh, oh, oh. Okay, I understand.”

Llewelyn nodded quickly. Arendt looked back at her attire and clicked her tongue.

“I should change my clothes too. There’s blood all over the place. Oh, by the way, Your Majesty. The Queen, the concubines, the prince and princess must be present. Please do whatever it takes to have them sit down.”

“… … .”

“Do you understand?”

When Victor hesitated, Arendt asked again. Only then did Victor answer with a stern face.

“Don’t do that.”

“Okay. Then let’s get started right now.”

“Yeah.”

Llewelyn, who was trying to help Victor out of the prison, glanced at Arendt before he could even take a few steps.

He was originally a guy who smiled a lot, so even if he died and woke up he wouldn’t be able to say anything.

However, Arendt could not be said to be a tough person.

but…….

‘It’s a bit scary because it lacks playfulness.’

Feeling a little creepy, Llewelyn swept the back of his neck for no reason.

Two days from now.

At that time, the fate of the Kingdom of Lucain will be decided.

* * *

“It’s been a while, Lexion.”

Jakar lowered his head towards Lexion, who had suddenly appeared in the garrison.

Lexion was not alone. Beside him were Shekinah, Ragnold, and Salem, who looked like they had no idea what was going on.

“They use people as if they were some kind of convenient means of transportation.”

Lexion grumbled as he dissipated his remaining magical power in the aftermath of the teleportation. Salem quickly bowed his head toward Jakar.

“I’m glad you’re okay.”

“By the way, I didn’t know you would suddenly call us.”

Then, when Shekinah opened her mouth, Zakhar answered.

“That must mean the situation is serious.”

“Because the forces of the Kingdom of Lucain will be of no use.”

Lexion clicked his tongue with a displeased expression.

“By the way, why did you bring this brat here and why is he of any help?”

What he was referring to, of course, was Salem. Salem lowered her head as if embarrassed.

“Choi, I will do my best.”

“Haven’t you already thought about it?”

Lexion responded angrily to Jakar’s question.

“Not me, but that little brat is.”

“Is Lord Arendt okay?”

Salem asked cautiously. Lexion nodded dryly.

“It seems like the judging is quite skewed, but not yet. What about Captain Leos?”

“He is coming now.”

As soon as Jakar finished speaking, Laius walked towards them from among the knights who were busy preparing their camp.

“Lexion. And are the others here too?”

“Since everyone is here, let’s get to the point. I’m sure you’ve all heard the general situation.”

The commanders quickly nodded at Lexion’s words.

“The summoning spell will be activated in two or three days. Probably one homunculus each, and a legion of ghouls will be summoned. You take care of three of the five locations. I’ll take care of two.”

“Understood. Jakar and I will each take one place, and Shekinah and Ragnald will each take one place.”

As Leo answered, Lexion continued.

“Tonight, the ones guarding the summoning circle will leave the city. The remaining ones will be dealt with by the knights of the Kingdom of Lucain, and the city’s people will be evacuated. So, until the summoning begins, you must stay away from the area. If anyone with magical power approaches, it will explode.”

“All right.”

Lyos nodded with a stern face.

“Aesong said she would protect the crown prince inside the palace. Right now, she’s cleaning the palace… … . It seems impossible to wipe it out in a short period of time.”

Once the summoning began, the reactionaries who had been holding their breath would surely start to run wild.

Lexion then turned his gaze to Salem.

“And you, little shaman, come with me. Instructor of the Fog Forest, I’ll borrow a few of your archers.”

“Yes, yes! I understand.”

“Take whatever you want.”

Salem nodded quickly, and Jakar answered without hesitation.

Then, Laius opened his mouth.

“Lord Lexion. If you don’t mind, could I ask you a favor?”

“say.”

“First of all… … I would appreciate it if you could return Arthur to his original form. The damage is rather severe… … .”

For a moment, Lexion’s face turned pale.

“… … That makes sense. I should dispel the spell before I leave.”

It was also a problem that the knights’ morale was low before the battle.

“And I have one more thing to ask you.”

“what?”

Leos added one more word to Lexion’s question.

And after a while, Lexion, who had been listening quietly, nodded readily.

“Okay. It’s a bit annoying though.”

Only then did a faint smile appear on Laius’ blunt lips.

“thank you.”