Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 393



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The 393rd episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

The smell of blood made her stomach turn sick, but Salem did not give up.

He sorted through the dead to find the injured, and began treating the wounds of those who seemed to have some chance of survival.

It was a moment when the medical skills I had learned while living as a successor to a healing shaman in the elven kingdom came in handy.

But it was more difficult than I thought.

Salem, who was trying to concentrate on the treatment somehow, suddenly looked down at his bloody hands.

Now, my hands, which were just beginning to develop calluses, were covered in sticky, slippery blood.

“eww…….”

For a moment, Salem felt like vomiting, but he managed to suppress it. Tears filled his large eyes, but Salem roughly wiped them away with his sleeve.

It was his choice, so I didn’t want to be stupid.

Even though a considerable number of injured people were being treated, no one woke up.

As time passed, there were those who let go of the thread of life they had been holding on to, however shallowly. However, they remained in a comfortable state of slumber until the very end.

‘Wake up.’

Salem pulled herself together, grabbed the severed arm, and stopped the bleeding from the sleeping man’s wound.

The tears that I had held back began to well up again at the pungent scent of blood.

The cool sensation of the corpse that occasionally touched my hand, the eyes that had lost focus forever, and those who were soundly sleeping were all frightening.

“Ugh… … . Ugh… … .”

But Salem didn’t stop moving, even as she shed tears like chicken poop.

Because saving them was something only he could do right now.

After some time had passed, one of the spirits that had been sent out to explore approached from afar, flapping its wings.

“Luna?”

As Salem looked up, Luna landed gently on a nearby body, using it as a torch.

“Did you find anything? Ray?”

Luna tilted her head, locking eyes with Salem. Salem could easily read Luna’s intentions.

“… … Are you looking around a little more? Did you come to pick me up first?”

The little bird nodded as if to say yes, then flew up again and grabbed Salem’s collar as if to urge him on.

Salem, who had gotten up awkwardly, followed Luna with heavy steps.

But he couldn’t go very far before he could look back with regretful eyes.

“… … .”

There were still many people who had not been treated.

If I left this place like this, there was a high chance that I would die.

Luna didn’t urge Salem any further and just waited quietly.

As if to say that all choices are up to Salem.

After a moment of hesitation, Salem bit her lip and turned around to walk away.

“Where should I go?”

Rescuing the wounded was not his only mission. He had come to the palace for another reason in the first place.

Luna began to lead the way, flapping her wings lightly.

Stepping over corpses and occasionally ignoring the wounded who could not be treated, Salem followed Luna’s lead across the battlefield.

The spirit led him to a palace located in a secluded place.

Even after they were a considerable distance from the battlefield and set foot in a well-manicured garden, the son-in-law remained as quiet as a mouse.

“Where is this place?”

Salem looked around, but was not yet fully accustomed to human civilization, so she could not immediately judge the purpose of this building.

Luna, of course, just shook her head as if she didn’t know.

“It doesn’t look like a place to work… … Is this a place where a high-ranking person would stay?”

Salem guessed as she looked at the ornate sculptures that decorated various parts of the garden.

The beautiful statue of Luce surrounded by well-manicured garden trees stood out.

But I couldn’t look away for long.

As the moving speed slowed down, Luna pulled on his collar again and urged him on.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry.”

Salem hurried her steps.

Luna led him into the quiet palace.

As she walked down the empty hallway, Salem kept looking around nervously.

It was because I couldn’t relax even though I knew there was no sign of life.

The unfamiliar silence made him even more uneasy.

“… … Luna, where are you going?”

The spirit showed no sign of stopping and led him further and further in. Eventually, Salem reached a section that seemed to have been seldom visited by anyone.

Unlike other places that were decorated extravagantly, it was a rather bleak place.

The carpet on the floor was faded, as if it had not been maintained well, and the sculptures and decorations of the god Luce that were often seen were barely visible.

It seemed like they had cleaned it to some extent, but even that wasn’t thorough enough, as there was still a bit of dust settled between the windowsills.

‘But it doesn’t seem like we’ve completely lost touch… … .’

Luna led Salem down a set of stairs in a corner. The cool, underground air and the musty smell hit her all at once.

Even the light that was streaming in from outside was completely blocked out, and darkness gathered all around. The only being that held light in this area was the spirit Luna.

‘You found the right one.’

Salem swallowed dry saliva at that intuition.

As they descended, their strides became more and more cautious, and finally Salem was able to reach a space that looked like an old warehouse.

But other than being old and dusty, there wasn’t anything particularly special about it.

Because there was just old furniture and stuff piled up haphazardly.

“What is here?”

At Salem’s question, Luna flew further in. The light contained in her small body faintly illuminated the front.

Salem followed Luna forward, little by little, not forgetting to look around carefully, her nerves tense.

But before I could even take a few steps.

Oh my.

An ominous sound came from the rotten floor.

“uh?”

Salem looked down without realizing it. There was a large crack right under her feet.

The amber eyes widened.

But there was no time to properly assess the situation.

A string.

“ah……!”

The wooden floor was completely shattered.

I instinctively tried to swing my arms back and forth as my body felt sucked down, but I was helpless.

“Wow!”

Boom! With the pieces of broken wood, Salem fell into pitch-black darkness.

* * *

“Don’t you think it’s a little cold?”

The rider who had been walking for a while muttered to himself. Then, a hateful reply came back from the junior guy who was walking right in front of him.

“It’s all a lack of mental strength.”

“I knew you’d say that, you punk.”

As Arendt spoke, the tips of her nose and ears were also dyed red.

But Arendt either didn’t notice it or just ignored it, and just went ahead with an indifferent expression.

After walking for some time, the muddy ground had dried up.

Perhaps because we had reached a well-ventilated area, the stuffy air had become lighter. The bricks surrounding the area had also changed in material.

The biggest change was that the ominous explosions that had been erupting every few steps suddenly stopped.

“Have you entered Lexion’s barrier?”

“Yes. It’s probably somewhere deep underground in the palace. Ah.”

Arendt, who had been answering indifferently, stopped walking first.

The rider also noticed something similar and stopped dead in his tracks.

The two of them had already reached a dead end.

“What? It’s blocked?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Arendt answered without showing any sign of embarrassment and strode towards the wall again.

“What are you doing?”

“There’s no way Stelle would have taken us to the wrong place, and it’s not like we would have taken a wrong turn along the way.”

The proof was that he had safely entered Lexion’s barrier.

“This is a story that seniors who have no interest in cultural life would not know… … .”

Arendt lifted one foot and kicked the wall in front of her.

Kuuung. A heavy echo filled the air. It meant that the other side of the wall was empty.

Arendt added simply to the wide-eyed rider.

“This kind of thing is more common than you might think. It often appears in adventure novels.”

“No, let’s put everything else aside. Do you have ten bodies? When did you read something like that when you were so busy that you didn’t even have time to breathe?”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

Arendt nodded, dismissing the rider’s absurd question.

“Just break through the wall. It looks pretty thick, so do your best.”

“… … Hey. Let me ask you one thing. Do you know that I’m your senior?”

“So what? It’s good that you’re older. I grew up well, so I can’t do such a bad thing.”

“… … .”

In the end, the rider who couldn’t even find the principal had no choice but to sigh deeply and draw his sword.

With a few swings of his sword, the solid wall was cut down in an instant.

Kuuung!

The wall collapsed behind her, raising a heavy sound and a cloud of dust. Arendt frowned and took a step back.

“Anyway, you gloomy kids.”

Perhaps because it was a closed space, the dust did not clear away easily.

But even in the haze, I could clearly see that the scenery before my eyes was completely different from before.

“and…….”

A gasp burst from the rider’s mouth.

This was because, unlike the dark and dirty waterways, a well-cleaned corridor was spread out before my eyes.

It was a space that had been hidden underground in the palace for a long time and no one knew of its existence.

“I guess this is what the fanatics were desperately trying to get their hands on.”

Arendt, muttering softly, stepped into the dark hallway first.

There was a terrible darkness, but the two were able to move forward without hesitation thanks to their training in magic.

The rider who had been looking around let out a tired voice.

“What the heck is all this?”

“We’ll have to go in to see for ourselves, but it’ll probably be an ancient temple. It’ll probably be similar to the one Nikephor blew up along with a fief from the Kingdom of Nephele.”

Arendt took a short breath and continued.

“They said that almost all traces from before the Great War had been erased, but… … there were still a few left.”

“And its existence was only passed down to the Chernion Order?”

“That could be true, but there is another possibility.”

The rider frowned at Arendt’s response.

“Another possibility?”

“It’s too long to explain now. I’ll tell you later if you feel like it.”

Arendt responded dryly.

The rider felt a little annoyed, but just kept his mouth shut.

It was because I knew full well that once that damn junior decided to keep his mouth shut, no matter what I did, he wouldn’t change his mind.

“Once things settle down, we should have Llewelyn investigate. He’s an expert, so he’d know better than the rest of us.”

“You are probably the only person who can control the prince of a country at your fingertips.”

Arendt shrugged at the grumbling.

“It was something I did on my own. I asked to be your friend first, so I should do this much for you.”

“… … Do you know the exact meaning of the word friend?”

“One thing is for sure: That guy is a sucker.”

“The prince will cry if he hears this.”

The two of them exchanged useless words as they advanced deeper and deeper into the darkness.

Step by step. The sound of parallel footsteps was engraved into the thick darkness.