Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 398



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The 398th episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

A surprised voice came from across the hall.

“Salem? Are you Salem?”

At the entrance across the large hall, two people were standing as the door opened and they came in.

Salem, who had been dazed, suddenly came to his senses at the voice calling him.

“Sir Rider! Sir Arendt! There are two of you, right?”

“Salem, I’m glad you’re safe. Are you hurt anywhere…?”

The rider tried to stride towards the voice in front of him. However, before he could even take a single step, a rather rough hand grabbed the rider’s arm.

“Just wait a minute.”

It was Arendt. The rider looked back in confusion at the cold voice.

“Huh, huh?”

“… … .”

But instead of saying anything else, Arendt stared at Salem and the mysterious woman standing next to him with cold eyes.

“Who are you?”

Arendt’s cold voice echoed through the empty space. Salem flinched and quickly looked up at Iris.

Iris was staring at Arendt with her eyes hidden behind her eyelids, smiling slightly.

“Where are you, you idiot… … .”

Arendt pushed the rider back and took his place, striding forward.

In the deep darkness, the golden eyes stood out and sparkled particularly brightly.

“Are you taking someone else’s child with you without permission?”

“Oh my. You’re a piece of shit.”

Iris, who had been listening quietly, let out a short exclamation of admiration.

“I knew that he had a bad habit of speaking, but I never thought I would hear something like that when we first met.”

“……what?”

Only then did Rider realize something was strange. He realized belatedly that the person next to Salem was not an elf warrior.

Arendt stopped standing tall in the center of the hall and gave the order.

“Salem, come here now.”

“yes……?”

As Salem asked in bewilderment, Arendt’s voice became colder.

“I clearly told you to come here right now.”

Arendt was still glaring at Iris.

Uncharacteristic of him who always maintained his composure, there was an overt murderous look in his gaze towards her.

“Yes, yes! Right now… … .”

Salem, who suddenly came to his senses, quickly took a step toward Arendt.

But, the next moment.

All the strength suddenly left Salem’s body.

“… … !”

Arendt opened her eyes wide as she noticed the change. However, before she could do anything, Salem collapsed limply next to Iris.

Almost at the same time, a thud was heard from behind.

Arendt’s face hardened as she looked back absentmindedly.

Even the riders waiting behind had lost consciousness and collapsed.

Salem was still young, but she was an elf, and Rider was by no means an easy opponent. Iris subdued the two of them in an instant without much effort.

“……ha.”

Arendt sighed slowly and looked back at Iris.

A beautiful face with a gentle smile was revealed under the light of the spirits hovering around her.

“Nice to meet you, Herr Arendt von Eckhart.”

When their eyes met, Iris smiled and slowly bowed her head in greeting.

“My name is Iris. I am the first servant to follow Master Chernion.”

Her black hair flowed down with her movements and then returned to its original position.

“Salem County will be immobilized for the time being, so Lord Arendt will have to come this way.”

Arendt’s eyebrows furrowed slightly at the smiling voice.

A soft, gentle, and kind voice continued.

“Or maybe it wouldn’t be bad for me to go that way. What would you like to do? Whatever you prefer, Arendt… .”

“Shut up and tell me your purpose.”

Arendt cut her off mid-sentence.

“What are you trying to do now?”

“I would like to chat for a moment, but it seems that Lord Arendt, who is very busy with work, will not be able to make time for me. I apologize.”

But Iris didn’t show any sign of displeasure, and just smiled brightly as if she was watching a child’s antics.

“But I have not harmed you two at all yet. I can swear to Master Chernion that I have.”

Arendt’s face crumpled at the strangely jarring word.

“Not yet?”

“Yes. For now. I’m just comfortably sleeping in the embrace of darkness. But what happens after that… … .”

Iris, who had been silent for a moment, once again showed a beautiful smile on her face.

“I guess that depends on you, Arendt. What do you think?”

The golden eyes staring straight at her gave off even more chills.

“Didn’t I just ask you what your purpose is?”

“I have clearly answered your question, Lord Arendt. I came here for another purpose, keeping it a secret from my subordinates, but thanks to the guidance of Master Czernyon, I was able to meet Lord Arendt.”

But Iris paid no attention and continued to answer in a soft tone.

“I just didn’t want to miss out on such a great opportunity. Is that enough of an explanation?”

“… … .”

Arendt didn’t respond for a while, just staring at her. Iris also didn’t avoid that gaze, but accepted it quietly.

After a while, Arendt clicked her tongue and opened her mouth.

“Well, okay. I was also curious about the leader of the pervert masked brats.”

Arendt tilted her head to the side and blurted out, standing awkwardly.

“You come here. Don’t be so presumptuous and tell people to come and go.”

“… … This is true.”

Iris let out a small laugh.

“There was a reason why Lord Nikepor said that. Okay. I’ll go over there.”

Iris, who answered like that, really started to move herself and slowly approach Arendt.

Swish.

The regular sound of footsteps was followed by the sound of long robes dragging on the floor.

As we got closer, her unrealistic appearance became more apparent.

The immediately visible features told her she was human, but everything else about her was out of the ordinary.

‘I can’t even hear you breathing.’

I strained my senses, but I felt nothing but the sound of footsteps.

I felt like I had encountered a ghost because I could not see any traces of it or any unnecessary movements.

The spirits wandering around the fallen Salem felt more alive.

Iris stopped a few steps in front of Arendt.

The silvery eyes that had been hidden beneath the eyelids until now were slowly revealed, filling Arendt’s eyes with them.

Arendt soon realized that she had completely lost the sight in both of her eyes.

But for the saint who served the god of darkness, such things did not seem to be a problem at all.

Iris, who had been quietly observing Arendt for a while, opened her mouth.

“You are a beautiful woman, Lord Arendt.”

“I know. He’s so handsome.”

Iris paused at the sudden answer.

Arendt, with her hands deep in her pockets, continued speaking absentmindedly.

“That’s true. I can tell because you put pervert masks on your subordinates. You must be pretty ugly to hide it, right?”

“… … .”

“I should at least see their faces before I kill those bastards. I haven’t had time to do that until now.”

Arendt had a sharp arsenic in her mouth.

“Their names were Vincent and Blake. Now I can’t even tell if they’re real names or aliases. I’m not really interested in the names of the guys who died.”

“… … .”

Despite Arendt’s sharp words, Iris remained silent for a while and just stared at Arendt.

However, he did not seem to be upset like other enemies had been. He just looked at Arendt quietly as if he was looking at a strange object.

After a few moments of eerie silence, Iris spoke again.

“That’s an interesting story. Are you serious about what you just said? Or… … .”

Iris opened her mouth again.

When Arendt felt uncomfortable with the strange tone, she added briefly.

“Is that even acting?”

Arendt paused.

* * *

“Back off! Back off!”

Ragnald, who was yelling at his subordinates, cut down one of the ghouls that was persistently following him.

I agreed with Jacquard’s suggestion to retreat, but it wasn’t easy to retreat right away on the front lines.

“shit…….”

The air was filled with the smell of blood and acrid smoke. It was just beginning to dawn, but the dark clouds and magical power covering the sky made it difficult to tell the time.

“Lord Ragnald! Reinforcements have arrived from the 3rd Division!”

At that moment, the warrior who was fighting right next to him shouted urgently. Ragnold immediately raised his head and checked the situation.

Among the warriors fighting against the ghouls and the priests of the evil cult, knights in blue uniforms came into view.

“We’ll take this opportunity to retreat! We’ll take care of the rear, so retreat!”

“Get back! We’ll take the rear!”

Following this, Shekinah, who had been keeping an eye on the enemies not far away, also followed suit and shouted. Even in such a chaotic situation, Zakhar quickly looked around.

It was to find one person.

Before long, he was able to find the person he was looking for.

From a distance, Lyos was slaughtering his enemies with a stern look on his face.

‘The fact that Captain Lyos is there… … .’

Jacquard felt a sense of relief inside.

‘It turns out my judgment was not wrong.’

In an emergency, Leo would rather send his comrades to safety first, but he himself was not the type of person to back down easily in the face of an enemy.

But he came here himself to help the elves who were retreating and letting Roger go.

That meant that Laius had also made the same decision as Jakar.

“Swap with the Imperial Knights! Pull back the front lines!”

Jakar shouted, swinging his sword.

Phew!

The priest, whose throat was cut with a single stroke of the sword, fell down without even being able to scream. However, the ghouls that surged in quickly filled the space.

The retreat went more smoothly thanks to the help of Laius and the Knights. However, the army led by Giklin had no intention of letting them go easily.

“Hang on and hang on till the end! Don’t let go!”

Jiklin’s angry command was passed down to the priests and the ghouls. Then the enemies began to pursue them more fiercely.

Just as the fight was about to become more intense, lightning struck from the cloudy sky.

Kwaaaaang!

In an instant, my vision went completely white, and then an incomparable explosion followed, shaking the black sky.

Jakar, who had reflexively covered his vision, quickly raised his head and checked the place where the lightning had made a direct hit.

Chijik, Chik.

Electricity was flowing through the Lexion shield surrounding the palace.

Nikepor’s attack was completely absorbed by Lexion’s defensive shield.

And after a while.

Oh my.

A clear crack was engraved on the shield, which had become noticeably more opaque than before.

“this.”

Jakar let out a sigh. Ragnold and Shekinah, who had discovered the same thing, also hardened their faces.

“… … Hurry up!”

Ragnold, who had been keeping his mouth shut for a moment, was the first to shout. The hands of those cutting down the enemies became busier.