Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 407



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The 407th episode of The Merry God of Betrayal

Chapter 96. I don’t know anything.

Upon hearing the news of Arendt’s return, Victor called a meeting late that evening.

Actually, I wanted to call you right away and ask you a few questions, but I decided to give you some more time to rest.

Thanks to that, Arendt was able to eat a hearty meal and even grab a handful of snacks before entering the conference room.

But it wasn’t all good for Victor.

This was because Arendt, who was in peak physical condition, was acting even more arrogant than when we first met.

“… … .”

At first, I had him sit on the sofa because he was injured, but I never expected that he would leisurely cross his legs and munch on snacks.

Victor opened his mouth, trying to maintain his dignity as crown prince.

“… … Well, for now. I’m glad you seem to have recovered a lot, Sir Arendt. Thanks to you, we were able to defend the palace. Thank you for your consideration.”

“If you’re not going to give me money, you don’t have to do the formalities. I really hate being bothered.”

But the effort ended up in vain.

Yes, that’s what it was. I had forgotten for a moment.

Victor’s gaze began to wander into the air. Behind him, Knight Commander Edgar also tried to avoid eye contact and coughed a couple of times.

Lyos, who had been watching quietly, calmly pointed out.

“Arendt. How many times have I told you to be careful about your speech in formal settings?”

“What did I do? Who the hell called a person who was resting and made him sit down and started talking nonsense?”

Be that as it may, Arendt was just elegantly sipping tea or coffee.

Licht and Arthur, who were guarding the door as escorts, didn’t seem particularly surprised.

Laius let out a short sigh and simply changed the subject.

“… … First of all, I have a question to ask. What exactly are the relief supplies that were delivered in my name and in His Highness the Crown Prince’s name?”

“What could it be? I just worked in place of the manager who has no sense of detail.”

Arendt added, putting down her teacup.

“Don’t you know how to appease the people?”

“Of course I know, but it was too much. It was something His Highness the Crown Prince would have done on his own, and there was no need to attach my name to it.”

“The more extreme this is, the better. After all, people have no choice but to focus on what they see.”

Just yesterday, when Arendt was in a deep sleep, a large amount of relief supplies and personnel to help with the reconstruction arrived at the temporary shelter for those who had lost their homes due to the war.

It was a request from Victor and Leos, and someone was sent from Neumann’s upper management.

They quickly renovated the shabby temporary shelter into a sturdy one, and filled it with plenty of food and daily necessities to ensure a comfortable living environment.

Since these were items airlifted by the Neumann Group, which mainly dealt with nobles, they were naturally each and every item of the highest quality.

Thanks to this, people were living comfortably and enjoying luxury at an unexpected time.

“I heard there’s a peddler heading to the Neumann Tower nearby. He asked me to supply him with goods and manpower.”

Arendt continued indifferently.

“Since the Lucain Palace is now in ruins, there will be limitations to obtaining goods and manpower within the kingdom. Asking for help from neighboring countries now would obviously take too long. That’s why I took it easy.”

“lightly…….”

Edgar muttered dumbly, his mind blank.

It was admirable that he had the audacity to express this situation with just those few words.

“Now that the kingdom is in shambles, public opinion toward His Highness the Crown Prince, who has been neglecting the matter until now, may not be so positive. However, there is one more name to sell… … .”

Arendt’s gaze briefly fell on Laius.

“If you spread the rumor that I am the next king recognized by the Hero of the Holy Sword, it will at least be a little more stable. You can handle the rest. Even if your pride is a little hurt, it can’t be helped. Right now, your position is at its best… … . Sob.”

Just before he finished speaking, Llewelyn picked up a piece of candy and stuffed it into Arendt’s mouth.

“I’m sorry, brother. Let me apologize on your behalf.”

“… … Yes? No, no, no. It’s okay.”

Victor, who had been sitting there dumbfounded, answered with a start.

“Honestly, what Arendt said was right. And I was suspicious of my uncle for nothing.”

“… … I’m not saying anything wrong. I’m just calling someone who’s like a piece of scrap metal scrap metal, yuck.”

Llewelyn stuffed another piece of candy into the mouth of the apprentice knight who was stubbornly talking about what he wanted to say.

“I’m sorry, sincerely.”

Lyos bowed his head, but it was already too late.

Victor’s pupils, who were trying hard to appear calm, were shaking without mercy.

And, disloyally, instead of scolding the apprentice knight, Commander Edgar chose to quietly turn away from him.

It was because I had already learned while fighting together that he was not an opponent that I could just talk to.

Victor, who had finally come to his senses, pressed his temples and spoke.

“… … I understand what you mean. I appreciate you taking care of things I hadn’t even considered. I’ll bill you for the expenses later. The royal family will pay as soon as the situation is sorted out.”

“Okay. I’ll get it from His Highness the Crown Prince later. I think he’ll charge a bit more.”

“… … .”

“I’m planning on adding some extra fees. His Highness the Crown Prince of the Kalion Empire is a bit richer than the Lucain Royal Family. This is also my own business, so please don’t interfere.”

I was really speechless.

Victor just gave up on the idea.

Arthur whispered in disgust.

“Didn’t that kid just say ‘dumpster’?”

“Leave it alone. It’s not for a day or two.”

Licht also licked his lips with a tired expression.

Either way, Arendt continued.

“If you really want to show your appreciation, then give a big congratulations to Commander Lyos for coming all the way here and defeating the villains. You can throw a victory banquet or something.”

Even though he dared to speak to the crown prince in an orderly manner, he showed no sign of discomfort whatsoever.

“I’m going to tell you in advance because you seem to be quite clueless. The moment my name is mentioned, you’ll turn everything upside down, so just know that. I really hate being annoyed.”

Dalgrak, Arendt put down her teacup.

“And publicly punish those sinners who have joined the evil religion.”

“… … .”

Victor, who had been listening dumbfounded, stopped.

Somehow, it was because I felt the bone in that one word.

Among those sinners was his own mother.

‘No.’

It couldn’t be explained by the mere fact that she was included. She was a key traitor who murdered the king.

Victor’s face darkened in an instant. Llewelyn also began to look around furtively.

Arendt, who had just seen the crown prince, said nonchalantly.

“Oh, by the way, there’s something I didn’t tell you. I’ve assigned a guard to the place where Prince Louis and Princess Rieta are headed.”

“what?”

Victor suddenly came to his senses at the unexpected words.

“Guards? Louis and Lieta are with your uncle right now. Your uncle’s knights are also with them.”

The Duke of Middleton was currently away from the palace with Prince Louis and Princess Lieta.

It was because they were worried that the royal family would become even more confused due to the issue of the king’s succession.

“So, I think it’s okay for Arendt to not have to go through all that trouble.”

“That’s why I said it won’t work.”

Arendt clicked her tongue and leaned back on the sofa.

“Let’s say the Duke and Duchess of Middleton and the Prince and Princess are innocent. But what if there are any sectarians of the Cernion Church among those who accompany them?”

“… … .”

Victor was speechless. Arendt shrugged as if she had expected that.

“I’ve attached a trustworthy guy to you. If anything happens, he’ll contact you right away.”

“Who is someone you can trust?”

When Llewelyn asked curiously, Arendt gave a simple answer.

“One frozen wolf. That’s a hundred-man army, incomparable to those shabby knights.”

“Frozen wolf?”

Victor asked, bewildered by the unknown word.

But for others besides the Crown Prince and Edgar, that one word was enough.

Llewelyn muttered as if he was groaning.

“I told you Warren has a hard time too.”

“He is a fast runner, so he will depart from the Kalion Empire, but he will be able to join us within a week.”

Arendt added plainly.

Victor pressed his temples as his headache grew increasingly more intense.

“I… I understand. I should tell my uncle in advance so he doesn’t get surprised.”

“Anyway, he seems like a very thorough guy to the point of being annoying.”

There was a brief silence in the conference room as Llewelyn grumbled.

The commotion that had occurred during the post-war recovery effort had now been fully explained. All that remained was to discuss what had happened in the underground ruins.

“… … .”

Up until now, they had been chatting in a relaxed atmosphere, but somehow Victor felt like his mouth was dry again.

The crown prince, who had been drinking tea, began to speak with difficulty.

“And the next matter… … is about the underground ruins of the palace.”

Then Llewelyn, who had been pretending not to notice, also glanced at Arendt.

“Prince Llewelyn himself came forward and investigated. He concluded that it was an ancient temple of a style never before discovered, but the most important part was damaged, so its exact identity could not be determined.”

Victor asked, pretending to be calm, but also cautious.

“Can you tell me what happened?”

It was funny that someone who was the crown prince would speak to a mere apprentice knight in such a way.

But the crown prince decided not to worry about such details.

From the time Arendt entered the kingdom until now, not a single thing has happened within the bounds of common sense.

“… … .”

Silence fell in the conference room.

Somewhat nervous glances were focused on Arendt.

Instead of giving an answer right away, Arendt stared blankly at those who were waiting for her to open her mouth.

‘Objectively speaking, it’s a pretty difficult situation.’

In any case, it was a sufficiently shameful thing to have destroyed important evidence.

But it was possible to receive this level of treatment because of the things I’ve done so far.

‘I can’t explain it right now.’

Even at this moment, the silenced darkness in the shadows of the room was watching him.

It was a situation where it was difficult to predict what kind of repercussions would arise if the contract with the saint was broken.

So, it might not be a good idea to just talk carelessly.

In the end, it was a terrible trap where you couldn’t do anything.

Arendt looked down for a moment, then slowly wiped her face and let out a shallow sigh.

After a while.

“……I am.”

A calm, soothing voice came from him.

“I don’t know anything.”

“what?”

When Victor asked again, doubting his ears, Arendt repeated it again, point by point.

“I told you I don’t know anything. There’s nothing more I can explain here.”

He was still bold, but his voice cracked a bit as he continued to speak.

As if he were someone who was very anxious.

“We encountered the enemy and fought a battle, and in the process, the space was somewhat damaged. There was nothing there originally.”

Arendt’s golden eyes, which had always been leisurely, suddenly began to reveal a sense of alertness.

It looked like a wild dog that was cornered and paralyzed with fear, as if it would bite you if you stretched out your hand.

Victor and Edgar couldn’t help but stiffen their faces at the sudden change in atmosphere.

It was because I had a gut feeling that I had really hit his sweet spot.

“… … .”

A cold air flowed through the conference room, as if cold water had been poured over it.

And outside of Victor’s field of vision, which was focused on Arendt.

“oh my…….”

Arthur let out a small sigh.

Licht shook his head quietly, and Llewelyn’s eyes widened as if he had caught the feeling.

And then, as if he had seen something unbearable, Laius shut his eyes tightly and placed his hand on his forehead.

“… … I should have told you in advance to prepare some stomach medicine.”

Arthur muttered with his lips moving, and Richt responded in a whisper.

“Have it airlifted right after the meeting is over. I think Your Majesty will need it more urgently than the Commander.”

“yep.”

Now that Arendt’s mouth has opened, all we can do is watch.