Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 383



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The 383rd episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

After flapping his black wings a few times for the first time in a long while, his human-shaped body lightly flew up.

Lexion, who had gained some altitude, turned around and looked down at the area surrounding the Lucain Royal Palace.

I couldn’t find any of the vibrant nightlife typical of a downtown area, no matter how hard I looked.

The only lights that were occasionally visible were torches kept lit for battle.

“You are a minister.”

A hollow laugh burst out of Lexion’s mouth. The sight he was seeing at his feet was exactly the ‘stage’ that Arendt had wanted.

All civilians have been evacuated, and most of those who needed to be killed have already been dealt with.

There was nothing to hinder the Imperial Knights’ advances. All that was left was to show off the power of heroes by dealing with the enemies before them.

‘A disgusting little thing.’

In the process of identifying spies within the palace, Arendt gave those who surrendered another chance.

And given the risk that those who had joined the Chernion Church might escape, priority was given to the evacuation of civilians.

Thanks to this, no one would have been caught up in an unjust incident and killed, and those who would have been executed if they had been arrested publicly were able to save their lives.

At first glance, this may seem like a very merciful gesture, but… … .

Lexion knew better than anyone that that wasn’t all.

‘It would be a waste to waste the hero’s sword on a scoundrel like Heoseop.’

A bitter smile appeared on Lexion’s lips.

Any unnecessary sacrifice is not befitting of the perfect heroic path that Laius de Winfrid walks.

Arendt must have thought so.

So, he dealt with the troublemakers with his own hands in advance, and saved the ones that could be saved by wrapping them up with the mercy bestowed by the crown prince.

As a result, the stage that Arendt had wanted was unfolding beneath Lexion’s feet.

It was a battlefield for heroes, where only evildoers could be defeated.

“Anyway, you crazy kid.”

A heartfelt laugh escaped me.

‘Is he born crazy, or did he go crazy for some other reason?’

Even before the great ones got involved, that little brat must have been out of his mind.

‘So, I guess you can dare to show your claws even in front of the gods.’

With the existence of a crazy brat claiming to be a warder, Laius may be able to take a different path from the hero Khan.

That too in a rather hopeful direction.

‘But is that really the path a hero wants?’

Lexion was somewhat skeptical.

There was no way that Leo de Winfrid could just sit by and watch his little cub deteriorate further and further.

Besides, madness, like faith, is contagious.

“… … Well, at this point, I don’t even know which one is crazy.”

Perhaps Laius, who treated that kind of guy like an ordinary brat, was an extraordinary person.

‘I also accepted your request to bring your colleagues to the child’s side.’

Now it was time for him to fulfill the role that damn bastard had assigned him.

Before the saboteurs realize that the board has been completely taken away, they barge in.

Lexion relaxed his body and glided down.

The destination was the area he was in charge of, a place where homunculi that had just awakened were wriggling.

In the blink of an eye, Lexion moved and landed lightly in front of an old warehouse where ghouls were opening their eyes one by one.

The ghouls, noticing his presence, raised their heads one by one.

“Hmm.”

However, Lexion did not even glance at the ghouls and just stared at the homunculus that was slowly writhing.

The giant, curled up like a newborn baby, turned his head towards Lexion.

“You really are doing something dirty.”

The ‘miracle soldier’ ​​with his bright red eyes didn’t even seem to realize that what was in front of him was a dragon.

Lexion clicked his tongue and waved his hand once.

The next moment, the wings behind his shoulders disappeared and a huge spear made of pure magical power came into his grasp.

“Kruk, krururuk… … .”

The ghouls, who had even lost their instincts, began to slowly surround Lexion.

“I don’t want to directly touch anything that involves divine power.”

Lexion muttered absentmindedly.

“I guess it wouldn’t be a problem to just sweep away the results of dirty research.”

Lexion, who was holding the spear lightly, looked at the ghouls that were gradually closing in.

The black pupils turned red.

As Lexion swung his spear sharply, a magical power resembling darkness swept through the surroundings in an instant.

The ghouls that had been approaching threateningly suddenly stopped moving.

After a while.

Parsac.

Numerous ghouls were turned into black ash all at once and scattered into the air.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Only the black debris that floated in the air for a moment and then settled on the ground proved that a ghoul had once been there.

Now all that remained was a single giant homunculus.

“That’s the work of an old woman and a young elf.”

A cold smile appeared on Lexion’s lips.

“Shall I take it apart and take a look?”

There wasn’t much time to relax as there was one more place to clear out before the main force arrived, but a little bit of entertainment would be fine.

* * *

Arthur and Richt cut down their enemies and easily joined Arendt’s side.

Arendt grumbled after easily dealing with one of the soldiers who rushed at her.

“You seem to have quite a bit of free time? Even taking care of such trifles. This place is more than enough for you alone.”

“I think this would be much easier than dealing with those little monsters.”

Arthur replied curtly. Then Richt spoke.

“The captain sent you. Lexion brought you here. I think it would be difficult for you to go alone.”

“It may seem old, but there are royal knights over there, so I’m more than enough on my own.”

“… … Honestly, I was more worried about the Royal Knights than your safety.”

Richt, who had been giving a half-hearted answer, simply cut off the neck of the enemy rushing at Arendt.

The soldier fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, without even leaving a last word behind.

“It looks like they’ve already had their moment. The Knight Commander’s expression doesn’t look good.”

“Of course. They may be rebels now, but the troops that were once part of the royal palace are now so weak.”

Arthur looked disgusted at Arendt’s indifferent answer.

“You scratched the captain’s insides with that again?”

“I just called incompetent incompetent. What’s the problem?”

Arendt, drawing on the power of her frosty hands, stepped forward.

As Licht and Arthur naturally stepped aside, the soldiers who had come close froze all at once.

Before they could even realize their condition, Arthur and Licht’s swords struck the final blow, severing their breath.

Arendt chuckled with satisfaction.

“This is certainly efficient.”

“You’re probably the only apprentice who treats his senior like this.”

Arendt shrugged her shoulders at Richter’s grumbling.

“If you have any complaints, you should have taken action first. I am competent, so what can I do? You are a senior who has a lot of experience and knows the world better than anyone else… … .”

Arendt’s sword easily cut down the enemy who was rushing at her from the side.

The frozen soldier fell down and was shattered into pieces.

“What are you going to do with being so petty?”

“How long are you going to use that?”

Licht let out a groan of frustration as he shook off his bloody sword.

By fighting nonstop, the three quickly thinned out the enemy’s numbers.

And Edgar, fighting not far from them, happened to overhear their conversation.

As Edgar silently dealt with his enemies, one prejudice took hold in his mind.

‘The Knights of the Imperial Order of Kallion are all insane.’

* * *

The passage grew narrower and darker. Llewelyn turned around, shining the light further forward.

“Is everyone okay?”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it, Prince.”

Victor gave the answer. The Duke looked back with displeased eyes and muttered quietly.

“There is no pursuer.”

“It seems like the rest of the people are doing well.”

Llewelyn gave an answer without any particular reason. But the Duke of Middleton still looked uneasy.

“If that’s the case, then that’s fortunate… … .”

“We’re almost there. Let’s talk once we reach a safe place. Princess Lieta, are you okay? Should I hold your hand?”

Llewelyn naturally changed the subject. Fortunately, the Duke of Middleton didn’t say anything else either.

“No, it’s okay. I can go by myself.”

Lieta shook her head.

Llewelyn smiled at her, nodded, and then started walking again.

We were quite far from the battlefield, so the sound of weapons clashing could no longer be heard.

The gaps between the traces left by spirits on the ceiling and walls were gradually narrowing.

It meant that the exit was getting closer.

I was trying hard to control my expression, but I couldn’t help but feel my palms getting wetter and wetter.

‘Still, no way.’

Arendt, who was explaining, also said that the chances of this operation working were about 50/50.

So, he added that even after reaching a safe zone, people should not let their guard down and keep watching.

That was also why he obediently followed the order to leave the battlefield with Victor.

“… … .”

Llewelyn swallowed dryly.

It won’t be long before the verdict is reached.

About an hour had passed since I started wandering in the waterway.

In the distance, faint moonlight began to appear along with the sound of water.

“Is this the exit?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Llewelyn answered the queen’s questions calmly.

“But please follow me until I get out completely. There might be wild beasts or monsters.”

Llewelyn, leaving a word of warning, slowly advanced.

Victor, who had been following right behind, slowed down slightly, then soon closed the distance between himself and Llewelyn again.

They could finally escape the stale air of the underground sewers and encounter the fresh air of the mountains near the palace.

“under……!”

A look of relief crossed Princess Lieta’s face as she was struck by the cold wind. The others felt the same.

Queen Liliana staggered and sank to the ground, her legs suddenly giving out as she thought she had reached safety.

“ah…….”

“majesty!”

The Duke of Middleton quickly helped her up. Victor also approached the two with a surprised look on his face.

“Mom! Are you okay?”

“… … .”

But there was no answer.

“Mother, you must have had a hard time… … .”

Victor, who was about to reflexively take a step closer to her, suddenly stopped moving.

I felt an eerie presence behind me.

The Duke of Middleton opened his eyes wide in shock as he noticed something behind Victor.

“ah…….”

Victor looked back reflexively.

Immediately after, he met Violetta’s eyes as she took out the dagger she had hidden in her skirt and rushed toward him.

The dagger held in her slender hand gleamed unusually white in the darkness.

The queen, leaning against the duke’s chest, looked at her son coldly with an expressionless face.

It was a gaze colder than a blade aimed at the heart.

“Come here!”

Llewelyn quickly pulled Lietta into his arms, who had not yet assessed the situation.

“lowering!”

The duke, who had pushed the queen away, also hurriedly ran towards the crown prince.

But before the Duke of Middleton could take a few steps.

puck.

An arrow flew in from somewhere and pierced Violetta’s heart.