Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 396



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The 396th episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

Shekinah, who had been standing there dumbfounded for a while, asked back.

“… … What did you just say?”

“I told you that it would be best to step back. If we continue like this, we might get caught up in a fight between dragons and be wiped out.”

Shekinah asked in a bewildered tone at the calm reply.

“No, but didn’t the instructor just say that there are still three people inside? If they do something wrong… … . I don’t want to weigh life and death, but isn’t Lord Arendt one of His Highness’s closest aides?”

“But I can’t gamble with my men’s lives in a place like this.”

But Jacquard did not give in.

“More than anything, the damage here is the result that Arendt does not want. Do you remember what he always says?”

“… … .”

“It is inefficient to keep one’s position solely for the sake of loyalty or righteousness. It is impossible to survive among angry dragons.”

Shekinah was speechless for a moment.

“Jiklin and the priests will surely have a means of escape. And the ghouls will be remade, so they won’t bother to save their lives. But we are different. Each and every life is precious.”

Jakar continued, looking up at the increasingly rough sky.

“In a situation where nothing can be guaranteed, it is not a bad choice to step down. I am sure it will be okay for Arendt and her group. They are more tenacious than any of us.”

“That’s true, but… … .”

A strong conflict appeared on Shekinah’s face.

Jakart faced her again and smiled faintly.

“To be honest, it’s more because I don’t want to get scolded by Lord Arendt later than anything else. Once Lord Arendt opens his mouth, not even His Highness the Crown Prince or Commander Laius can stop him.”

“… … .”

Shekinah, who was about to say something, closed her mouth.

“I trust Lord Arendt. He may be a bit reckless, but he is not stupid enough to risk his life in a place like this. And now that Salem and Lord Ryder are with us… … .”

Jacquard added emphatically.

“I’m sure he’ll return safely with the other two.”

“… … .”

Shekinah, who had been looking at Jakhar with a complicated expression for a moment, lowered her head with a look of distress.

And after a while, she raised her face again.

The decision has been made.

“I understand what Instructor Jakar means. Then, what we must do has been decided.”

“Yes.”

Jacquard adjusted his grip on his sword.

With a fierce battle raging, retreating would not be easy.

To minimize damage, someone had to stand guard behind them and buy time.

That role was clearly assigned to Jakar, Shekinah, and Ragnold.

* * *

Even though the surroundings were completely devastated, Lyos and Roger were completely focused on each other.

Occasionally, lightning would strike, destroying the ground and buildings, and the wind would become stronger and stronger, making it difficult for an ordinary person to stand upright.

However, Roger and Laius continued to attack each other, persistently trying to take each other’s lives.

Kkwadduk!

The sword strike from Leos narrowly missed Roger and split the ground right next to him.

Realizing that he had missed, Leos tried to locate Roger for his next attack, but he had already disappeared from sight.

The next moment, an ominous sound was felt right behind me.

The moment Lyos reflexively rolled away, a large explosion occurred where he had just been standing.

Kwaaaaang!

Bright red flames and black magic rushed in at once, aiming for Leos.

“… … !”

Raising his body in a hurry, Laius drew forth the full power of his divine power and the shadow of the strong.

The holy sword vibrated and emitted a sacred light. Lyos twisted the blade and warded off the flames pouring down on him.

Kwaaang!

The flames that collided head-on with the Holy Sword scattered in all directions. During the gap, Roger approached Laius closely.

Lyos frowned and responded immediately.

Kaaaaang!

The two men’s swords clashed head-on. A contest of strength ensued.

The swords rubbed against each other, making an unpleasant squeaking noise that scratched my ears.

Soon, Lyos’s arms began to tremble slightly. The excessive force was starting to take its toll on his body.

But Leos didn’t even blink an eye and just glared at Roger in front of him.

“… … .”

Roger clicked his tongue and struck Leo with great force.

Lyos, who had taken a step back, quickly charged forward again and swung his sword.

Crunch!

The tip of the sword cut into Roger’s chest, and blood began to spurt out. After glancing at his wound, Roger grabbed his sword again.

At that moment, Kwarrurung!

A tremendous thunderclap echoed through the sky again, and the magical storm grew even stronger.

‘Mr. Nikepor.’

Roger’s face hardened beneath his mask.

The fight between Lexion and Nikephor was becoming increasingly fierce.

It was a situation where the entire kingdom could have been blown away by an angry dragon.

Roger looked again at Leos approaching him.

There was a lot of bleeding from the scars here and there, and his hair, which was always neatly styled, was in disarray due to the continuous battles and magical storms.

But the hero still stood strong.

As if the dragon’s presence, which was like a natural disaster, had nothing to do with him, Rios was still focused solely on Roger.

At this moment, it seemed as if the only goal was to eliminate him.

Roger let out a tired voice without realizing it.

“… … You’re really out of your mind.”

The sparkle in his blue eyes seemed closer to refined madness than anger.

‘Surely he wasn’t like that at first.’

Humans do not change easily.

This was especially true for someone as solid as Leo. However, it seemed that his foundation had been severely twisted in the process of being chosen by the Holy Sword.

There was no time to dwell on other thoughts for long.

Lyos grabbed his sword and strode towards Roger again.

Roger also increased the power of the artifact to respond to it.

‘The only thing that is certain is… … .’

The point was that Laius had become an even more dangerous figure due to a change that even the god Luce could not have predicted.

The strong storm caused the mask to flutter. The hems of the long robes fluttered and the flying debris tore at the collars.

I had a feeling that if I delayed any longer, I would get caught up in the dragons’ fight and have my limbs torn off.

But Roger could not leave Lyus behind.

It was because I had a vague premonition that the hero, who had realized the emotion called hatred, would somehow catch up and trample the Chernion Church camp.

‘This is getting tricky.’

The premonition he felt could be called fear by another name.

Kieeeek!

An indescribable roar came from just above my head.

The huge magical vortex created by the dragons gradually came closer to the ground.

Black and golden wings occasionally revealed their presence among the swirling vortices.

But even in the midst of all this, Leos was focused solely on his goal: Roger.

Eventually, Roger gave up on backing down and activated the artifact again.

‘Even if my body is torn apart right here… … .’

I had to go to hell with the author.

It would be better if the dragons’ powers would bite and hang on until they kill Leous.

As the murderous aura he felt from Leo grew stronger, Roger also tensed up his body.

But just before the hero rushes towards him.

“Captain!”

Someone’s urgent voice burst through the typhoon.

Lyos, who seemed about to rush at Roger at any moment, stopped and turned his head.

In the midst of the violent storm, Arthur was seen teetering precariously, but somehow maintaining his balance.

“… …Arthur?”

As if he had suddenly come to his senses, Laius absentmindedly said his name.

Arthur, with injuries hanging all over his body, was panting for breath as if he might collapse at any moment.

“We’ve sorted it out, ugh, sorted it out. And you too, Captain, this is not the time to be doing that! We need to step back now.”

Arthur stood stubbornly in the midst of the fierce storm and shouted at him.

Leo asked with a hardened face.

“Back off?”

“Gasp, gasp… … . Now the communication port isn’t working. The magic is surging like crazy!”

Despite Arthur’s persuasion, Laius was unable to make up his mind.

I knew the situation well.

If you get caught up in a dragon fight, your body will be torn apart even if you are protected by the holy sword.

“… … .”

Lexion and Nikephor were forbidden from directly touching those who had received the grace of the gods, but it seemed unlikely that this restriction would have any effect on the two dragons whose eyes had already turned.

But there was still a hateful enemy before his eyes that had not yet been resolved.

“You go first, Arthur.”

Laius looked away from Arthur and back at Roger.

Strength entered the grip holding the holy sword again.

“Captain! I told you it wasn’t the time for that!”

Arthur, seeing that sight, shouted again as if he was frustrated. But Laius remained unmoved.

“I still have work to do. So go ahead. Retreat to the safe zone with the others. That’s an order.”

“Captain!”

Arthur also began to grow increasingly irritated by Laius’s stubbornness.

Arthur clenched his fists, clenching his teeth.

“If you keep doing that… … .”

He added, glaring at Leo with poisonous eyes.

“You’ll get a lot of flak from Arendt later.”

“… … !”

Laius, who had been standing stubbornly, hesitated.

* * *

The further inside they went, the darker it became. The continuous downhill slope gradually led the rider and Arendt downward.

“That’s ridiculous, really… … .”

The rider sighed without realizing it.

It was on a huge scale.

It had been quite a while since I had walked, but the corridor still seemed endless. Even though I was deep underground, I could still breathe without any difficulty, so I thought there must have been a ventilation system that I couldn’t see with my naked eye.

“What on earth is this place?”

“It must be similar to what was underground in Count Motier’s estate in the Kingdom of Nephele.”

Arendt, who was ahead, gave a candid answer.

“We’ll soon find out if it’s an underground temple or something else. It’s definitely not something trivial, considering that damned giant reptile was trying so hard to destroy it.”

“Why are you so calm even at a moment like this… …? It’s so unrealistic.”

The rider muttered in a weary voice, but Arendt ignored his words as if they were nothing more than a passing remark.

How much further did we walk?

Arendt, who had been leading the way, suddenly stopped walking.

“after…….”

A sigh escaped his lips, as if he was catching his breath. Rider noticed it and frowned.

“What’s wrong? Is something wrong? Are you having a hard time?”

“That’s none of your concern, senior.”

But as if nothing had happened, Arendt gave a blunt answer and then stepped aside.

It was to allow the rider to see what he was facing.

“Why should I care, you punk. If you pass out in a place like this, I’ll be the one who suffers in the end… … .”

The rider who had been grumbling irritably realized something a beat later and naturally shut his mouth.

In the thick darkness, a huge wall blocked the path of the two people.

“What, another dead end?”

“Anyway, with your keen eye, look closely. How is that a wall?”

“what?”

The rider frowned at the annoying bump and examined it more closely.

And after a while, he realized that what was blocking his way was a tightly shut iron door.

“I guess I came to the right place?”

Beside her, Arendt shrugged her shoulders slightly.