Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 422



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 422

Ain slowly opened his eyes, feeling a severe headache. His vision was not clear due to the light pouring in from all directions.

As he absentmindedly tried to move his body, he soon realized that he was firmly tied to the chair.

Even the tendons seemed to have been cut, as he could not seem to exert any strength at the tips of his hands and feet.

Only then did the situation that had left me on the verge of fainting slowly come to mind.

‘Are you possessed…?’

Then, soon, the breath of darkness will caress you.

Since I have devoted myself and been loyal to the church until now, it would certainly be better to rest and become an ignorant fool.

Ain, who had thought that even in the midst of his haze, closed his eyes again.

But then.

Choaack!

I suddenly came back to reality as ice water was splashed on my face.

“If you’re awake, you should open your eyes quickly. Why bother me?”

“… … Arendt. Please. We are not thugs or villains.”

The annoyed voice was followed by a calm voice.

Ain blinked in a daze, water dripping from his chin.

“… … .”

Only then did the surrounding scenery begin to come into view.

He was locked in a hexagonal room.

Moreover, sitting in front of him was an unforgettable face, the hero of the Holy Sword.

And behind her was Arendt von Eckhart.

“Are you coming to your senses now?”

Laius met Ain’s eyes and spoke coldly.

Ain, who had been blankly staring, muttered without realizing it.

“What the… … . What the heck… … .”

I didn’t lose my memory.

Did not receive Chernion’s blessing.

That one fact alone made my mind go blank.

“I didn’t know you were a real half-dark elf. Isn’t this a pretty good blackmail? If your elder knew, he’d be frothed and go overboard.”

“You get out. Or just stay quiet.”

Finally, only after Laius warned her in a low voice did Arendt shut up.

Even though he couldn’t hear the apprentice knight’s chattering voice, Ain couldn’t hide his confusion.

It was because he didn’t understand why he could still be ‘Ain’.

Lyos let out a short sigh and started crying again.

“You are now a prisoner of the Kalion Empire. I won’t go into detail, but we have found a way to nullify the Saint’s artifact. So you will not be able to escape with amnesia or insanity.”

“……under.”

Ain, who had been listening blankly, burst into laughter.

Just like Salem’s, her bright yellow amber eyes began to glow with an unmistakable murderous intent.

“How dare you mock the warrior of God.”

“If you’re a fool and a swindler, if you’re caught, you’re just a prisoner. Or some kind of warrior of God… .”

puck.

Lyos’ elbow struck Arendt’s side, who was standing behind him.

Ignoring Arendt’s flustered expression, Laius asked the question again.

“In the past, the Shadow Race followed the god Chernion. Are you one of their descendants?”

“… … .”

Ain did not answer.

But it was easy to guess that it was true just by looking at Ain’s appearance.

As the elven blood thinned over the generations, their characteristically beautiful appearance was barely there.

But his copper-colored skin, amber eyes, and ears that looked very different from those of a human were proof of his lineage.

“As expected, it seems that he has been hiding somewhere and continuing his faith. Just like the spy who was hiding in the second elf kingdom.”

It seemed like a similar case to that of Celtan, who was Jiklin’s teacher.

Celtan believed that his ancestors had served Chernion and that it was because of Luce that they had lost their lives in vain.

So, he worked as a spy in the two kingdoms for a long time, and even raised a monster called Jiklin.

“… … .”

Ain didn’t say anything.

Laius’ face hardened as he faced him.

‘It won’t be easy.’

His tightly shut mouth and eyes filled with hatred indirectly showed that he would not easily cooperate.

“I already know full well that threats and torture won’t work on you.”

At that moment, Arendt, who had been watching quietly, opened her mouth.

“So let’s not do such annoying things to each other. We don’t have to stand up to each other, right?”

“… … What are you planning?”

The bound Ain growled fiercely. Arendt met his gaze and continued speaking leisurely.

“As I said before, I won’t torture you or threaten you. But I won’t kill you easily either. You know full well that attempting suicide is meaningless.”

I noticed a dragon watching me closely from outside the barrier.

Ain’s face hardened.

“So there’s no need to waste time. If you don’t want to open your mouth until the end, you’ll just live as the Count’s test subject. Just breathing without meaning.”

Arendt added, tilting her head.

“Rather than that, wouldn’t it be better to struggle to somehow be of help to your god until the end?”

“Don’t wag your tongue so recklessly. For such shallow tricks… … .”

“Luce, you want to fuck that kid, don’t you?”

For a moment, a cold silence fell over the laboratory.

Those watching from outside held their breaths briefly, and Arthur let out a short sigh.

Even Ain opened his eyes slightly wider.

There was only one person who was calm at that moment: Arendt.

“I think you and I have the same goal in that regard. Of course, the captain here… … .”

Arendt gestured outside with her chin.

“Those people may have different intentions, but at least I do. Don’t think that my purpose is only to kill the Chernionite bastards.”

“… … .”

“You’ve already lost your usefulness as a servant of God. So rather than just sitting there waiting for death, wouldn’t it be better to do something?”

Arendt, lowering her posture, looked straight into Ain’s bright yellow eyes.

“I’m probably the only lifeline you can hold on to right now.”

“… … .”

Ain asked absurdly.

“… … Are you serious?”

“Of course. Well, if you insist on keeping your mouth shut, then there’s nothing I can do. I don’t want to waste my energy unnecessarily either.”

Those waiting outside couldn’t help but make strange expressions as they watched him shrug his shoulders nonchalantly.

“… … This seems like a rather dangerous statement.”

Diana muttered as if she was moaning.

“Even if it’s to appease the enemy, it seems like it’s going too far.”

“Well, are you really saying that just for that purpose?”

Kendrick, who had been watching quietly from her side, muttered.

It was just a few words, but it was enough to get the gist of it.

The blasphemy of that apprentice knight was not merely a part of a scheme or a childish rebellion.

Now they too knew better.

His behavior was such that he would joke about not praying to God and would engage in all sorts of ridiculous antics…

That he had always truly hated Luce.

‘Rather, the creepy part is that I haven’t shown it until now.’

Kendrick’s face hardened for a moment.

Arendt, too, was well aware that others were watching from the outside.

But the reason I don’t hold back on speaking is because I think I’ve reached the limit of pretending to be calm…

‘Or is it that there is no need to hold back anymore?’

He’s a guy who’s really good at hiding his mask, so you wouldn’t know until he reveals his true intentions.

But Kendrick wasn’t all that happy about the change.

‘Diana was right.’

That kind of attitude was too dangerous.

To Arendt herself, and to others living within Luce’s enclosure.

“Arendt. Stop.”

Perhaps conscious of the gaze of others, Laius stopped him. Arendt, who had already been talking enough, shrugged her shoulders and went back behind Laius.

Ain followed Arendt with bewildered eyes.

His scarred face was clearly showing half suspicion and half confusion.

Laius let out a short sigh and rose from his chair.

“… … Let’s talk again tomorrow. I think you need some time to think too.”

“What the heck… … . In order to stop Chernion, you even hired such a blasphemous and insane person as an ally?”

Ain, who had been licking her lips a few times, glared at Arendt with poisonous eyes.

“Has the God of Light gone mad? To bestow his grace upon such a man.”

“That sounds like a blessing.”

Arendt tilted her head to the side and replied.

“Wouldn’t it be better to use a different term than that disgusting word? Like, “The biggest mistake of a lifetime that Luce Shin made.”

“What the hell are you… … .”

“I will make it so soon. God probably thought it was just a plaything. He will realize it soon enough.”

Arendt added, looking straight at Ain.

“What a big mistake it was to let me live.”

“… … .”

Ain, who was about to say something else, closed his mouth.

Laius, who couldn’t hear any more, cautioned him once more.

“Arendt. I would have told you to stop.”

“Wake up. When have I ever listened to you properly?”

Arendt shrugged her shoulders and quickly walked out of the barrier.

Laius, who let out a short sigh, had no choice but to follow Ain outside, leaving him alone.

* * *

After all of their subordinates were defeated, the leaders gathered again in the conference room set up in the laboratory.

The first one to speak was Laius.

“I don’t think he’ll open his mouth easily.”

“You must have already expected that it wouldn’t be that easy. You must have devoted quite a few years to the evil spirits.”

Kendrick nodded.

Although he appeared to be a human in his mid-to-late 30s, Ain was of half-elf blood.

They may have been working for the devil for much longer than they anticipated.

“For now, we must return to the Imperial Palace. Leave this place to Count Stadler. I am satisfied that the experiment was successful.”

“We should also hurry up with the preparations for supply. The sooner the supply, the better.”

When Diana spoke, Laius spoke.

“Arthur and Arendt will continue the interrogation here. I have ordered you to report back immediately whatever you find out.”

“… … As Arendt said.”

Kendrick, who had been silent for a moment, smiled bitterly.

“Those two are trustworthy enough… … I want to say that, but the circumstances don’t seem to allow it.”

“… … .”

Instead of answering, Leo simply bowed his head slightly.

This time, Diana asked with a worried face.

“Is Arendt sincere? Or is he just using his signature acting skills to elicit testimony from Ain?”

“… … I don’t know about that part either.”

Lyos, who had been silent for a moment, answered slowly. Then Kendrick shook his head.

“It is just as His Highness the Crown Prince said. The lies have really piled up.”

“What is important now is dealing with the enemies that threaten the Empire and Lady Luce.”

Leo continued speaking slowly.

“Although Arendt may not pray to God, she has been working too hard on the front lines. She seems to be feeling psychological pressure these days, so please be generous with your harsh words.”

“Psychological pressure… … .”

Kendrick nodded with a bitter smile.

“Let’s just accept it that way for now. It’ll be much better for Arendt, too.”

“thank you.”

Diana stared at him, who was greeting her expressionlessly, with somewhat complicated feelings.

‘I didn’t bother to stop Arendt.’

It was understandable because it was a surprise at first.

But before he could even start talking about God’s mistake or anything like that, he could have shut his mouth.

No matter what, Arendt doesn’t do anything that goes against Laius’ wishes.

‘But it didn’t happen.’

After Arendt was on the verge of death, Laius became sensitive to her condition.

Conflicts with the Chernion Church have become more frequent and have seemed to be getting worse recently.

But Laius only pretended to stop her a couple of times, and did nothing to stop Arendt’s dangerous remarks.

It was quite contradictory to always be concerned about his well-being.

‘What on earth are you thinking… … .’

Arendt, who dares to commit blasphemy in the middle of the Holy Empire, and Laius, who was chosen by Luce to succeed the first emperor.

I couldn’t read their minds at all.

One thing was certain: they both looked terribly unstable.

‘And then there are the ancient evidences that keep appearing.’

Diana shook off her thoughts with a short sigh.

It was because I realized that this was not a problem that I could figure out the answer to right away.