Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 391



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 391

Chapter 92. Under the shade of mercy

“… … So, what is hidden in the palace?”

“I don’t know what it is. I just guessed what it might be.”

Arendt answered the rider’s question coldly.

“Because I couldn’t rule out even a small possibility, I sent the royal family out for now. If I left them alone and they were taken hostage, it would be a hassle… … .”

“Explain it in order, you punk. I don’t understand a single thing you’re saying.”

Arendt glanced at the rider who was giving a slap and continued speaking.

“Because you are dull and foolish. At first, you tried to start a rebellion. You shook up the common people, and eventually you infiltrated the royal palace and turned His Majesty into a ghoul.”

Although it was unclear what measures had been taken, public sentiment was already shaking everywhere.

“Perhaps he would have incited the people by showing them the ghoul-turned-highness and saying that the god Chernion had cursed him. If the entire country did not want to end up like this, they should depose Crown Prince Viktor and put forward another successor. Well, this is just my guess… … . We will be able to know more accurately later when we interrogate the traitors within the royal family.”

Arendt took a deep breath and continued to explain.

“Anyway, after shaking up the people in that way, they would have started a civil war with ghouls and homunculi at the forefront. If we hadn’t come to help, the Kingdom of Lucain would have been swallowed up in an instant.”

Arendt frowned slightly.

“No one knew that the King had become a ghoul except the Chamberlain and the Duke of Middleton. It was a closely guarded secret even among them. However, separate from that, orders were actively exchanged among the chamberlains.”

“command?”

“Yes. It was said that it was delivered from outside the palace in the name of the Sword of the Broken Heart… … . Even the attendants said that they did not know who the original sender was. And unfortunately, those who directly carried out the order refused to confess, so they were all killed.”

The rider who had been listening quietly asked back in surprise.

“You killed him? You?”

“I took the initiative, but the procedure was fine. The execution was carried out by the Royal Knights under the presence of His Highness the Crown Prince. I didn’t think he would change his mind even if I kept him alive for a long time, so I took care of it before he got any more crazy.”

“… … .”

The rider gave Arendt a somewhat weary look.

Looking at the current situation, it was clearly the right choice.

But how far ahead did they have to plan to get everything sorted out before the fight even started?

“Anyway, I haven’t figured out exactly what order was being passed around among them… … There was no trace of them touching the nobles, and it didn’t seem like they were trying to proselytize recklessly either. So, there’s only one thing I can think of.”

“Searching the inside of the palace?”

“It seems you finally understand. Commander Rios and Lexion said they had the same opinion. However, I’m not sure, and it seems like the Commander hasn’t shared the information with his seniors… … .”

Arendt looked up at the translucent dome-shaped barrier.

“I tried to find out before the incident happened, but there wasn’t enough time or manpower to do that. Llewelyn might be useful, but it’s a bit much to leave him in the palace when you know there’s going to be a fight.”

“So, Salem?”

“Yes, that’s right. If it’s that guy who’s a spirit master, it’ll make the search a bit easier. I asked Lexion to bring Salem along too. I also wanted to get support from Ragnold and Shekinah. But I never thought things would turn out like this… … .”

Arendt grumbled displeasedly.

“If by any chance Lexion’s defenses break, those crazy bastards will rush in all at once. They haven’t achieved their goal yet.”

There was no way Salem could handle it alone.

“So now we need to join up with Salem and figure out what they’re looking for first, and then either destroy it or steal it first. That’s the only way we can stand a chance in this crazy mess.”

“You like winning.”

The rider grumbled briefly.

I was so worried that Salem, who had infiltrated alone, might get into trouble.

But I didn’t say it out loud. If I did, I’d definitely get cursed at by that damned apprentice.

“So, do you have any idea what they’re looking for?”

“Perhaps it’s not something like an object, but something that Nikephor is obsessed with… .”

Before Arendt could finish speaking, the rider who was ahead of her grabbed her by the back of the neck.

“Hey, get down!”

“… … !”

The two people instinctively lowered their bodies.

Kwaaang!

The next moment, a large fireball struck the roof of the building right next to it.

Debris flew everywhere and the entire building began to burn.

Arendt turned her back to the building with pitch-black smoke rising from it and looked around quickly.

Not far away, enemies wearing black robes were targeting them.

The rider crumpled his face.

“Crazy, aren’t those wizards?”

“Run for now! We don’t have time to deal with each and every one of those bastards.”

Arendt grabbed Ryder’s arm. Ryder, who suddenly came to his senses, nodded and followed him.

Arendt stopped for a moment at the fork in the road to check her surroundings, then walked to a dark place.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“You said we can’t go in from the front? Then we have to find another way. There’s a waterway underground.”

He had a rough idea of ​​the old map of the kingdom in his head, trying to figure out an escape route to get Victor out.

“There’s a sewer leading to that side of the back alley. Just follow me without saying a word.”

It might be a bit confusing, but there was no other way right now.

“You really are a worthless bastard… … . Okay, then take the lead.”

The rider grumbled but followed him obediently.

But soon after, an unfamiliar presence made its presence felt in front of the two. Arendt and Ryder instinctively stopped walking.

Right in front of their noses, darkness began to gather and bloom, and then a being appeared.

It was a large dog covered in pitch-black fur.

Arendt, who had been dazed for a moment, suddenly came to her senses and called him.

“Stel?”

Instead of answering, Stell spun around and looked back at Arendt, as if gesturing for her to follow him.

“Anyway, that dragon… … .”

Arendt muttered absurdly. Even though she herself was too busy fighting to have the strength, she had left Stell down there for them.

Arendt slapped the rider.

“Let’s go. It looks like he’s going to show you around.”

“Huh? Huh?”

The rider who had been standing there blankly nodded his head.

* * *

“If you fear death, you will never be a winner.”

A voice like thunder pierced into my head. It was the dragon language of Nikephor, who had abandoned his elf-like appearance.

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s your own death or someone else’s.”

Lexion also stopped imitating humans. Lexion answered ominously, emitting the aura characteristic of a dragon.

“It’s meaningless for those fools who don’t even know the value of life to claim victory.”

Red eyes glared at Lexion with hatred in the darkness.

“You still don’t realize why you were defeated in the past. This time, the result will be no different.”

Kkwarreung!

Thunder roared and an attack flew straight towards Lexion. However, Lexion changed the direction of the thunder with a wave of his hand.

His hands were blackened, but Lexion paid no attention.

A black darkness swept around Lexion. In an instant, the magical power transformed into the shape of a wolf and rushed to bite Nikepor.

The wolf that had clung to Nikephor’s two feet and shoulders bit his limbs.

Blood was splattered, but Nikephor easily tore the beings apart with his sharp claws.

“No, this time the world will change for sure. The merciful darkness will soon cover this world with a velvety night sky.”

A bright smile appeared in Nikepor’s bloodshot eyes.

“The perfect world of Chernion-nim is coming, Lexi. Isn’t it wonderful? What even your Luce-nim failed to do, the children of this generation will achieve. This time, will you block my path with a hero?”

Rumble, rumble.

Nikephor cried out in ecstasy amidst the flashing thunder.

“Or are you going to try something like a child out of the blue? Do you really think that little brat can do anything?”

“You’re hilarious. You crazy old lady.”

Lexion also burst out laughing.

“He’s still running wild and running wild, despite his deviating from the norm. There’s nothing we can do about him. How can we dare do anything about someone that neither Chernion nor Luce can do anything about?”

The dark magic swirled and created a huge typhoon.

Both dragons were becoming more and more bold in their restraint, considering the weaker beings below them.

In the aftermath of the battle, the rationality that had been based on the standards of the weak on earth was slowly becoming paralyzed.

“Neither side will win unless they get their hands on that damned kid. I guarantee it.”

Lexion burst into flames.

Urrrr. A huge storm blossomed from Lexion’s fingertips.

Crunch, crunch. With the sound of bones breaking, the wings of the two dragons grew larger.

Soon, the shapes that had been somewhat similar to those on Earth began to distort.

The thunder and magical storms sweeping across the night sky grew more intense.

* * *

In contrast to the commotion outside, the inside of the palace was strangely quiet.

Salem cautiously poked her head out of the canal.

‘That’s strange.’

It would have been normal for a fight to still be going on inside the palace.

But even though he tried his best to listen with his keen senses as an elf, his son-in-law was as quiet as a mouse.

Even if the Royal Knights had finished the battle, it couldn’t have been this quiet. They should be busy cleaning up by now.

Salem came out cautiously.

The two spirits also flew up after Salem.

“Look around you. Let me know if you see anything dangerous.”

From the underground passage leading to the waterway to the garden above ground, Salem felt no other presence besides herself.

Whether it was the effect of the barrier or the chaos caused by the dragons fighting, the night sky was simply peaceful.

“What the heck is this… … .”

Salem muttered quietly.

At that moment, the spirit Ray, who had been looking around a little earlier, returned to Salem’s side.

“Did you find anything?”

Salem began to walk behind the spirit, whose wings were flapping as if to bid her follow.

Not long after, the other spirit, Luna, also approached.

After a while, he suddenly realized that the smell of blood was getting stronger. He was getting closer to where the fierce battle was taking place.

Salem, whose heart was becoming impatient, hurried her steps even further.

And soon enough, Salem found herself covering her mouth without realizing it.

“… … .”

There were countless humans lying on the ground, tangled together, each holding a weapon.

The corpses scattered everywhere were still shedding fresh blood. It was not uncommon to see people who had died before they could even close their eyes.

Not a single one of them made a sound.

It was as if the shadow of death had swept over the entire palace.