Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 379



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The 379th episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

A few hours later, the Lucain Palace began to stir.

It was because the crown prince, who rarely showed his presence in normal times, suddenly gave the order to assemble.

“What brings you here all of a sudden?”

“I heard that Your Majesty has some health problems… … . Could that be the reason?”

Those who gathered in the conference room continued to chatter, unable to hide their curiosity, even after each of them had taken their seats.

The largest conference room was instantly filled with people, as if all the nobles within the palace had been summoned.

The nobles waited with some anxiety for the king and crown prince to appear.

But they couldn’t help but be surprised once more.

The Queen, the Crown Princess, Prince Louis and Princess Rieta appeared.

“… … .”

They even forgot to make a fuss at the unexpected appearance of these people.

The Queen, Lady Violetta, the Prince, and the Princess also looked bewildered. It seemed that they too had not received the Crown Prince’s message.

“What the heck is this… … .”

The old nobleman muttered something like a groan, but there was no one who could answer him.

After a while.

At last the Crown Prince entered the conference room. Behind him was Prince Llewelyn, who had been staying in the kingdom for a few days.

All the nobles who were seated stood up.

“Everyone may sit down.”

The crown prince who said so sat in the highest seat.

Prince Llewelyn did not enter the conference room, but stood guard at the door as if he were guarding it.

Although they did not understand everything about the situation, the nobles sat down for the time being.

When his son-in-law became quiet, Victor spoke again.

“… … I have asked you to gather here so urgently because of a very important matter.”

His voice was shaking a little.

The crown prince’s complexion was also paler than usual. Finally, the young nobleman, unable to bear to watch, asked cautiously.

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Your face looks gloomy. I’m worried that there may be something wrong with you.”

“are you okay.”

But Victor only spoke bluntly. Even that was not like the usual crown prince, so the nobles couldn’t help but feel nervous.

“Speaking in a nutshell.”

Victor swallowed hard and opened his mouth.

“There is someone inside the palace who is causing harm to His Majesty the King’s safety.”

Before entering the conference room, Arendt had a few requests.

First of all, everything should be attributed to Victor himself.

To do that, in this conference room, on this stage, you had to be the main character.

“These wicked villains dared to harm Your Majesty and overthrow the Kingdom of Lucain. I will never forgive them.”

An eerie atmosphere hung in the conference room.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden statement.

“… … Please wait a moment, Your Majesty! Are you saying that there is a traitor in this palace?”

“How on earth has Your Majesty been harmed… … Is Your Majesty safe?”

Soon, voices of dismay burst out from all sides. Victor raised his hand to silence them.

“Prince. Bring him here. And tell your uncle to bring His Majesty here.”

“Understood, Your Majesty.”

Llewelyn, who had been waiting at the door, bowed his head politely.

A moment later, the door opened again and Otis was dragged in, his limbs bound and gagged.

The faces of the nobles who saw his face turned pale again.

“The chief of the watch?”

“Could it be that Chief Chamberlain Otis is here?”

A roar of voices erupted from all directions. Otis, dragged in by the knights’ hands, was forced to kneel in the middle of the conference room.

“This man was instigated by the evil cult and helped to harm His Majesty. It wasn’t just Chamberlain Otis. Those who moved with him were also arrested and confessed.”

“… … .”

The noisy nobles suddenly became quiet. They were at a loss for words at the mention of the evil cult.

Otis took a deep breath and looked straight at the crown prince.

Victor unconsciously gripped the end of the armrest tightly.

My hands were shaking.

He was afraid of the betrayal of Otis, whom he had trusted and followed since childhood, and the reality that there was a mastermind among the family he loved.

My stomach was turning and I felt like I was going to vomit at any moment.

But Victor remembered Arendt’s second request.

‘The more scared you are, the more indifferent you should act.’

The role he was given was not that of a weak crown prince, but that of a true successor to the kingdom who set out to avenge his father.

Victor took a deep breath and opened his mouth again.

“However, the real mastermind has not yet been uncovered. And His Majesty is no longer in a state to take care of state affairs.”

“… … Brother, what do you mean?”

Louis, who had been blankly staring, asked urgently.

“Are you badly injured?”

“You will know when you see him in person. Prince Llewelyn, is your uncle here?”

Victor answered stiffly and looked at Llewelyn.

“Yes. Should I have some?”

“please.”

Llewelyn nodded and opened the door himself.

And the Duke of Middleton slowly entered the conference room, supporting the King.

Victor just shut his eyes tightly.

There were gasps here and there. Finally, the door closed again and the conference room became as quiet as a mouse.

“… … .”

It would have been better to just be killed. The Duke of Middleton dressed him up, but even that seemed pointless.

The once handsome king had become a completely emaciated corpse.

The outstretched hand shook as if it would snap at any moment, and beneath the flowing skin, dried blood vessels and bones were clearly visible.

Even a walking corpse would seem to be more at peace than the current king.

“… … Ugh.”

Someone retched, but no one was blamed.

The king, who had lost his wits, could only stare into space with empty eyes. Not even saliva flowed out of his gaping mouth.

“… … As you can see, this is what happened. He was affected by the magic of the evil cult, and there is no chance of recovery. He is also no longer able to take care of state affairs.”

Although his throat tightened at the sight of the King’s miserable appearance, Victor forced his voice out.

No one could refute Crown Prince Victor’s words, because it seemed impossible for the King to return to his original form.

Victor bit his lips once and then opened his mouth again.

“Right here and now, I declare that I, the rightful successor to the Kingdom of Lucain, will carry out Your Majesty’s will.”

A clearer voice filled the otherwise silent conference room.

“I will give you just one day to end it. There are still sects of evil spirits within the palace. If you turn yourself in, I will show you mercy and let you atone for your sins with your own life… … .”

Viktor slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, declaring coldly.

“If you are discovered later, three generations will be destroyed. Tell that to those who are not here.”

“… … .”

Unable to bear to look at his family sitting on one side, Victor simply looked at the miserable King.

“Uh, uh uh… … . Uh… … .”

An indescribable sound flowed from the king’s twisted throat.

That’s it.

Silence still reigned in the conference room.

* * *

“There is no such thing as a market street.”

Arendt blurted out while standing by the window.

It was already quite late at night.

A procession was seen hastily leaving the palace from the castle gate.

There were a group of nobles returning to their estates, officials who had taken a quick vacation, and servants.

Llewelyn, who had been watching Arendt from behind, added a word.

“If you have any sense, you will try to run away. It is obvious that a storm will break out.”

“It seems like His Highness the Crown Prince has treated you quite well?”

Arendt looked away from the window and turned away. Llewelyn pouted.

“Are you stupid? You threatened and yelled at me like that.”

“I’m doing this hard work for you, so of course you have to treat me well.”

Arendt shrugged her shoulders, looking no different than usual. Only then did Llewelyn relax a little.

“You are truly… … an unknown person.”

“What are you talking about out of the blue? I’ve always been great.”

“Not that, kid.”

Llewelyn opened his eyes wide and glared at Arendt, then let out a short sigh.

“By the way, how long are you going to stay like that?”

“As much as I can. It’s not my time to step forward yet.”

Llewelyn nodded vaguely at the plain response.

“What… … . I can understand why you insisted on putting your older brother forward.”

At least in matters involving the Czerny Order, Arendt was bound to receive more attention than the crown prince of a country.

In that case, there might have been confusion even among the allies within the Kingdom of Lucain.

‘Anyway, it was known that Captain Leos was nearby… … .’

If it became known that Arendt was in the palace, her enemies would also be on edge.

Arendt turned her gaze out the window again.

“As expected, Your Majesty has been very unlucky. The king has become like that, and instead of taking revenge, there is an endless line of people running away.”

“I knew it would turn out like that. Why are you bringing it up again?”

Llewelyn grumbled.

It was a measure to save at least one more person, but still, I felt uneasy watching the procession.

The kind-hearted crown prince seemed hurt by the new reality he had to face, but he still did not blame those who ran away.

Even now, he must be swallowing his bitter heart just looking at that sight.

After they had all left, the servants and servants who had been filtered out were also scheduled to be sent out.

The Duke of Middleton objected, saying that remnants of the evil cult might escape, but Arendt dismissed it.

“Why don’t you get out of here? He’ll soon come back here with a weapon. Then you can kill him then. If he was just going to run away in fear, there’s no need to chase him down and kill him. That’s probably the extent of his devotion to Chernion.”

And anyway, since everyone who entered and exited the palace had to leave a list, they could just reveal it later after the situation calmed down.

‘Is it like a knife, or is it mercy…?’

I had no idea.

But Llewelyn could not refute Arendt’s claim, knowing that her goal was to minimize the damage.

But there was still something that had not been resolved.

The dark secrets within the royal family had not been revealed.

‘You seem to have something in mind.’

Llewelyn’s eyes became complicated as he looked at Arendt’s back. It seemed as if he had some kind of conversation with Victor, but Llewelyn had not yet heard the content.

Then, as if reading his thoughts, Arendt opened her mouth.

“You have something to do too.”

Llewelyn suddenly snapped out of his thoughts.

“Huh? Aside from assisting your brother?”

In a situation where no one can trust him and there is a shortage of manpower, Llewelyn is performing a supporting role by the Crown Prince’s side.

“Once the fight starts, you won’t be able to do that.”

“Huh? Oh. Right.”

Llewelyn, who was answering in a bewildered manner, only then realized that Arendt’s gaze was directed in a strange direction.

Llewelyn, who had been dazed for a moment, realized a beat later what was reflecting in his eyes.

“Spirit? Is Salem here too?”

“It seems like the little one is doing his part well. It’ll probably take some time, but whatever. I’m sure it’ll work out somehow.”

Arendt, muttering to herself, turned to Llewelyn.

“The Chernion Church main branch must have noticed that the plan was amiss. That’s why they’ll probably come flocking here too.”

That is why Arendt gathered as many people as possible who could be of help.

Arendt met Llewelyn’s eyes and asked in a quiet voice.

“You know what I’m going to say, right?”

“… … .”

Llewelyn kept his mouth shut.

I always think about it, but it was hard to go against Arendt when she spoke like that.