Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 382



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The 382nd episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

Chapter 90. On the distorted stage

Kuung!

The group’s steps stopped at a heavy noise heard from above. Llewelyn, who was in the front, urged them on.

“There’s no time. Keep moving.”

“Yes, yes, Prince. I understand.”

Victor nodded hurriedly and looked back at his family.

“Just try a little harder. And watch your step.”

“It’s so wet that it’s hard to walk… … Are you okay, Mom?”

Louis looked back at the queen and the concubine. They both nodded.

“Don’t worry about it and go, Prince. I’m following you well.”

Louis looked slightly worried at the queen’s words.

Victor was holding little Lieta’s hand tightly.

“Be careful not to fall.”

“Yes, brother.”

Llewelyn glanced at the group and then hurried on. The Duke of Middleton, who was following behind, also began walking while keeping a close eye on the rear.

They were now moving through the old underground waterways of the palace.

The ground beneath their feet was slick with stagnant water and mud, and the air was murky.

However, it was undeniable that this route was the safest.

Because it was a passage that had been neglected for a long time, no one knew of its existence.

“By the way, Mr. Llewelyn, how did you know there was a road like this?”

Llewelyn smiled and playfully answered Lietta’s question as she walked cautiously.

“There is nothing an explorer does not know, Princess. I stumbled upon this while searching for a way to escape.”

“wow…….”

There was pure admiration in the princess’s eyes. But this was a lie.

Because it was none other than Salem and his spirits who discovered this passage.

Those following behind did not notice, but traces left by Salem’s spirit were engraved on the walls and ceiling at certain sections.

Llewelyn’s mission was to follow it and keep Victor safe.

“You mustn’t lose me. You’ll be in trouble if you get lost here.”

Llewelyn warned, holding up his torch to light the way.

In the midst of all this, the sound of cold blades clashing could be heard overhead. A fierce battle had already broken out above.

“… …Is it okay?”

Victor asked cautiously.

The royal family still did not know that Arendt was in the palace.

Although he was too busy worrying about it to bring up the subject, Llewelyn could easily tell that he was worried about Arendt.

“Well, it’ll be okay. Probably.”

Llewelyn answered vaguely. He was such a monster that there was no need to worry about buying him.

But one thing that concerns me is… … .

‘That guy looked pretty uncomfortable, man.’

For the sake of Chief Edgar, who would be with her, I hoped Arendt would do something appropriate.

* * *

Laius de Winfrid gazed into the darkness with calm eyes. His gaze fell upon a small barn across the empty street.

“Everyone, get ready.”

“yes!”

At Laius’ command, the knights drew their swords one by one.

An ominous flow of magic was felt in the shabby barn. Something was stirring within the barn, like a baby bird struggling just before it hatches.

Lyos quietly reached for his sword. The holy sword imbued with Luce’s power was quietly waiting for his touch.

‘Three, two… … .’

one.

As soon as Leo finished counting the numbers, a concentrated magical power exploded from the small barn.

In an instant, the surroundings became as bright as day. The moment the knights realized this fact.

Kwaaang!

A huge explosion swept through the surrounding area.

“Huh!”

A violent storm devastated the surrounding area, sending debris flying in all directions.

While the other knights reflexively ducked down, Lyos kept his back straight and did not take his eyes off the point of explosion.

Before long, the barn had collapsed without a trace, and in its place was a blood-red summoning circle.

And then Laius discovered a crouching being in the middle of a red light that dyed the deep darkness.

“… … .”

A giant resembling a shadow cast at dusk.

Although it had the same form as the homunculus that first appeared, it was not difficult to tell that it was a slightly different being.

Unlike the one whose upper body was fixed to the ground and unable to move, the giant had fully developed limbs and was curled up like a newborn baby.

The moment it opens its eyes and becomes active, everything nearby will be destroyed in an instant.

“Grrrr… … .”

“Growl… … .”

The first to move were the ghouls that surrounded the homunculus as if they were escorting it.

The wolf-like ghouls made a sound as blood boiled from their rotting necks. Their bright red eyes began to turn towards the knights one by one.

visor!

Laius drew his sword. The holy sword glowed with white light and was imbued with divine power. Instead of issuing many commands, Laius only uttered one word.

“Don’t get hurt.”

“yes!”

* * *

It seems like a distant past now, but he once enjoyed things like sipping a cup of coffee and reading a book.

The unknown actor, who was looking for a little rest by flipping through a bookshelf or scrolling down in a studio apartment with not even a single piece of furniture, had just killed his third enemy.

‘I don’t think he had a particularly aggressive personality.’

But now that I was acting out the life of Arendt, walking between the sharp blades didn’t seem so bad.

At least during the fighting moment, you can focus on wiping out the enemy in front of you.

However, that does not mean that I will neglect my duties as ‘Arendt’.

Crunch!

The enemy, whose neck was cleanly cut, fell to the ground.

“I thought it would be a piece of crap, but it’s even crappier than I imagined.”

Arendt grumbled in annoyance, brushing away the gore clinging to her sword.

“What good is having a large number of people? It’s useless.”

Even as he spoke, a soldier wearing the protective gear of the Kingdom of Lucain was rushing towards him.

“Die!”

But the shocking blow he delivered was easily undone by Arendt taking a slight step back.

Crunch!

Arendt lightly turned her body and easily cut open the enemy’s heart. The soldier, who had been spitting out blood, fell to the ground.

“How on earth did you train him? How can you say he’s no match for a mere apprentice?”

“… … .”

“Oh, right. I guess you can tell the level. Judging from the fact that almost half of them betrayed.”

Edgar couldn’t make any excuses for the rude voices flying towards him.

If we look at it one by one, it wasn’t a wrong statement after all.

‘What a crazy guy.’

It wasn’t even funny to see him talking like that while cutting down the endless waves of enemies.

Edgar cut down the soldier who was rushing at Arendt and spat out the words as politely as possible, but with a sense of humor.

“I’m so glad Sir Arendt isn’t my subordinate.”

“Right? It’s quite difficult if your subordinates are too good. In that sense, our seniors and Captain Rios are somewhat regrettable.”

“This is going to be really crazy.”

“Thank you for the compliment. I hear that a lot.”

“… … .”

Edgar realized that the more he talked, the more he would lose.

He gave up everything and began to silently focus on cutting down his enemies.

The same was true for other articles around him.

‘The articles seem pretty useful.’

Thanks to this, Arendt got a brief moment to take a step back and check her surroundings.

Fortunately, none of the defectors were members of the Royal Knights.

Unfortunately, however, the common soldiers and guards seemed to be quite seriously contaminated.

‘What on earth happened… … .’

Arendt’s brow furrowed slightly.

There were far more enemies than expected.

Clearly, the Kingdom of Lucain was also not letting down its guard against the evil religion.

However, the fact that so many turncoats emerged must have meant that there was some kind of incident that could have been a trigger.

“… … !”

But he didn’t have much time to think about anything else. A guard approached him from behind and stabbed his spear straight at him.

But the attack aimed at the torso merely cut through the air.

“No matter how much I think about it, it’s still strange.”

Muttering to herself, Arendt swung her sword with a smooth movement.

Crunch!

The guard, whose head was cleanly decapitated, fell down without even screaming.

“The royal family did not commit tyranny. Why is this chaos happening all of a sudden? If they were dissatisfied, they should have risen up sooner.”

It also bothered me that most of them weren’t even brainwashed.

Whoosh! Arendt easily dodged the sword flying right over her head and activated her frosty hand.

A cold chill enveloped the sword.

“… … !”

The enemy who noticed the cool air reflexively took a step back.

But the hand holding the sword was already frozen white.

“What, what is this!”

“What? It means you’re dead.”

Arendt, speaking plainly, left him alone and stepped forward to face another enemy.

“Ahhhhh! What is this! Aah!”

The screams of the enemy as they froze behind her were heard. It was strangely jarring, but Arendt just ignored it.

Because all directions were already filled with enemies advancing one after another.

“Lord Arendt, don’t go too far alone! The enemies are after you, it’s too dangerous!”

“Please don’t order me around. Isn’t it fortunate that I’m not your subordinate?”

Edgar shouted, but Arendt paid no attention and charged into the middle of the enemy lines.

Since it was not easy to tell who was friend and foe, it was necessary to properly play the role of bait.

With each step he took, pure white ice flowers bloomed on the battlefield.

Arendt screamed and ran wild, holding onto her freezing body, but she didn’t look back.

‘It really bothers me.’

Since they were the kind of people who would soon become quiet anyway, it didn’t really matter if they survived for a little while…

Still, something didn’t seem to suit me.

‘ah.’

Arendt soon realized why.

There were usually people who would cleanly deal with the guys who were freezing to death a few steps behind.

But today, I have no one to leave the aftercare to, so I feel empty for no reason.

“Tsk.”

Arendt further increased the power of the artifact. A white frost settled around the ground he stood on.

“Get rid of that kid! He’s a monster!”

“A monster? Have you ever seen such a handsome monster?”

While babbling her usual nonsense, Arendt swung her sword sharply at the enemies who were rushing at her at once.

A silvery frost wind blew, instantly freezing the enemies in the exact same position they were in when they charged at them.

Oh my.

The frozen surface cracked open, and soon the enemies turned into pure white shards of ice and scattered into the air.

A white, unseasonable breath rose from the corners of Arendt’s mouth.

Just as he was about to charge towards his enemies again.

An unfamiliar scream erupted from quite a distance away.

“What, what is it? Where did that suddenly come from?”

Arendt paused. A moment later, a cry of mixed joy and sorrow followed.

“Reinforcements! Follow them!”

“The grace of Luce is with us!”

It meant that someone had intervened in the battlefield. Arendt looked up to see where the sound had come from.

And after a while, an absurd laugh burst out of his mouth.

“Anyway, I’m telling you, those people aren’t nobles.”

Among the soldiers of the Kingdom of Lucain who were mixed up in a chaotic manner, two knights in bright blue uniforms stood out.