Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 437



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 437

Kwaaang!

Every time Homunculus and Laius clashed, a tremendous storm would sweep across the battlefield.

Laius, who warned them to keep their distance before starting the fight, began to fight the homunculus, literally burning everything around him to the ground.

The ghouls and priests who were unable to evade in time were turned into pieces of meat in the blink of an eye and scattered across the ground in the fight between the two monsters.

“It’s brutal.”

Glenn let out a tired voice without realizing it.

It was clear that the Homunculus had become stronger than before, but the unleashed Laius was an even greater monster.

The knights could not help but swallow dry saliva, even though they knew there was no time to think of anything else.

He was a captain who was more neat and dignified than anyone else, and could be called the epitome of knighthood… … .

Sometimes, when he would deal with his enemies in that manner, he would exude an eerie murderous aura that would make even the knights who were always face to face with him hesitate.

Kuuung!

The wolf’s massive forepaw and Leo’s holy sword clashed head-on.

“… … .”

Squeak. Squeak.

The holy sword and the giant claw began to struggle, pushing each other away.

Lyos glared at the wolf homunculus with bleak eyes.

In the enemy’s bloodshot eyes, nothing other than anger and hatred could be read.

As a creature created solely for the god Chernion, its sole purpose is to eliminate enemies.

‘I might not be any different from this.’

That day, which I didn’t even want to remember, came back to my mind.

The vision I had of embracing the dying apprentice knight was still vivid before my eyes.

Luce smiled compassionately at herself, who had been pouring resentment on herself.

The ‘just’ god whispered affectionately to Laius, who had lost his mind halfway.

I will give you the strength to protect others so that the same thing never happens again.

Even though he knew it was selfish of him, Laius could not refuse.

Luce, who had given him the holy sword along with the title of hero, readily gave him back the apprentice knight as if it were a compliment.

‘Arendt would never have wanted that.’

Becoming a being that proves the history of God, surviving in that way, and even further… … .

Even giving up one’s life to take the place of a stupid captain.

“… … .”

Uduk.

The solid ground cracked and Lyos’ feet began to sink little by little into the dirt.

The floor that supported him could not support the weight of the homunculus.

Lyos glanced down at his feet, put more strength into his sword, and powerfully activated the Shadow of the Strong.

The holy sword held tightly in his grasp glowed white, emitting even stronger divine power.

Just as the wolf’s face was about to crumble, Laius pushed the enemy away with his strong strength.

Kwaaaaang!

In an instant, the giant wolf lost his balance and was pushed back. Laius took advantage of the gap and kicked the ground hard.

A stick.

The moment the place where his feet touched split even wider, the new form of Lyos disappeared. Those who were watching the battle were also shocked at that moment.

As if he had fallen from the sky, Laius landed right in front of the homunculus’ nose.

Kuuuung.

“… … !”

The knights held their breath for a moment. The priests also froze in shock.

With everyone’s attention on him, Laius swung his sword powerfully.

Crunch!

The homunculus’s front leg, which had been reflexively trying to block the attack, was cleanly cut off.

Profit.

The cut wound began to burn, emitting white smoke. The holy sword’s divine power prevented the damaged area from regenerating.

“Keeeeeek!”

The wolf opened his big mouth and howled.

A roar echoed through the blue sky.

Lyos leaped backwards to gain some distance, then kicked the ground again and rushed at his enemy.

‘Even if I were no different from that monster.’

I didn’t want to quietly submit to whatever fate God told me to do.

That was the least he could do to those who believed in him.

‘The person I owe a favor to is… … .’

Her blue eyes sparkled like ice cubes.

* * *

The two knights, who had been stalling for time against their enemies, were finally able to hear the words they had been waiting for after quite some time.

“The materials have run away!”

It was a scream that erupted from the dungeon.

It was also a sign that Arendt had successfully gotten out of this area with her people.

“what?”

While the priest looked back in confusion, Arthur and Licht quickly exchanged glances.

Then he kicked the seat and started to quickly get away from there.

“Run away!”

“Half of you chase them, the rest of you go towards the prison! Don’t miss them!”

Behind them, the priests shouted loudly.

Arthur glanced at those pursuing them and said:

“What should we do?”

“Let’s put some distance between us and deal with the guys chasing us.”

Licht responded plainly.

“Then we’ll join Arendt. They should have left the castle by now.”

If she were to face the enemy while carrying prisoners, it would not be easy for even Arendt to handle it alone.

So it would be best to join as quickly as possible.

“Any objections? I will listen.”

“How could that be?”

Arthur burst into laughter at the senior’s one word, echoing the words of the damn junior.

“If you go with the luggage, you’ll only get cursed at, so it would be better to do something about those guys first.”

“That’s right.”

At some point, when they had gained some distance from their pursuers, the two men suddenly changed direction.

“… … !”

The moment the priests who had been pursuing them with weapons stopped.

Arthur and Licht rushed at them without giving them even a moment’s pause.

* * *

I felt like a hen leading her chicks.

‘Of course, it’s not such a relaxed situation.’

Arendt shook off the flesh that had become red ice and clung to the sword.

He could clearly feel the presence of those hiding quietly behind him.

Even though they must have seen the priests being treated terribly right before their eyes, they only looked at them with admiration rather than fear.

“It’s okay now. Let’s keep moving.”

Arendt smiled brightly, living up to their expectations.

“yes!”

The prisoners nodded hurriedly and began to move quickly. They crossed the deserted alley for a while.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of the group.

“… … !”

Arendt naturally stepped back and stopped walking.

Just as the prisoners were about to retreat in fear, Arendt spoke first.

“Did you leave the luggage behind?”

“Yeah, you little punk.”

Arthur answered curtly, shaking off his clothes. Richter also roughly wiped the blood off his cheek and spat out.

“There’s no tailing. Don’t worry.”

As always, I expected a blunt answer.

But Arendt just smiled and nodded.

“As expected, I believed that since they were my seniors, they would be safe.”

“… … .”

The two knights, who had maintained their composure even while facing numerous enemies, turned pale as if they were about to vomit blood.

“What, you were fighting and got hit in the head, ugh!”

Arthur, who had been talking absentmindedly, quickly shut his mouth. It was because Arendt had stepped on his foot.

Arendt, who had made her senior shut up, nodded to the people behind her.

With that alone, the two of them understood the whole situation.

Licht muttered, sounding fed up.

“That foxy guy… … .”

“Let’s move quickly. There’s no time to lose.”

In a tone most befitting of a knight-errant, Arendt spoke again to the crowd in detail.

“There’s not much time left. Our strong seniors have also come, so please hold on a little longer.”

And Arendt, who turned her gaze to her seniors again, returned with a sullen face as if nothing had happened.

“What are you doing? You’re not moving.”

Arthur and Licht both shared a bug-chewing look.

Regardless, Arendt passed the two men by and began to lead the way.

The two people who seemed to be muttering something also joined the group, following behind them. Ray could be seen moving busily not far away.

This meant that there wasn’t much left to reach the destination.

Everything went smoothly.

No, it seemed like everything was going smoothly.

Luna, who had been leading the way for a long time, suddenly stopped.

As the spirit abruptly changed direction and looked back, Arendt instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

“… … !”

Woodduck.

Just a few steps behind where Licht and Arthur were, the ground cracked open.

The moment the two people realized it.

Black vines shot up through the ground.

Kkwadduk!

As dust rose and debris flew in all directions, people in panic began to scream.

“Gyaaaah!”

“What, what is that!”

“Don’t move from that spot!”

Arendt quickly drew her sword and shouted.

“Luna!”

The spirit flapped its wings vigorously and scattered the dust in an instant. Only after a burst of golden magic did the vision become clear, and the blue sky once again appeared.

“… … .”

The sunlight that had disappeared for a moment and then returned felt unusually warm.

But the scene unfolding beneath it was like a hellish landscape.

The ground was in shambles, as if numerous explosives had been detonated at once.

People who fell in the sudden attack groaned and barely managed to raise their upper bodies.

Fortunately, no one seemed to be seriously injured, but Arthur and Licht were in a different situation.

“Cluck, cluck!”

Arthur coughed and staggered to his feet.

Not far away, Licht was also barely able to stand on his own two feet, using his sword as a support.

It could have easily been avoided, but it was blocked head-on so that no one would get hurt.

“… … .”

Arendt’s eyes, looking up at the enemy, froze.

Encountering homunculi on the battlefield was now quite common.

But the thing in front of me looked completely different from anything I had seen before.

Its bizarre appearance does not resemble any monster or beast on earth.

“… … .”

Under the blue sky, it seemed as if night had fallen only there.

The homunculus was squirming around like a child sculpting clay.

A shapeless monster that seemed to embody darkness itself looked down at Arendt with its unfocused, cloudy eyes.

It was so similar to the guy I used to see in my nightmares that it was tiresome.

The strange form that aroused the primal fears of humans made the captives forget to run away and just froze in place.

“… … I’m going crazy.”

Arendt’s lips twitched without her knowing it.

His heart began to beat somewhat faster, regardless of his will.

The scar on my wrist felt somehow ticklish.

The skin exposed beneath the frosty touch was still covered in scabs.

It was because I scratched and hurt myself again and again before the burns I had from Nikepor had even healed.

“Anyway, you’re as quick as a rat. I was going to kill you all at once.”

A lovely girl, like a fairy, popped her head out from next to the monster.

Licht gripped the hilt of his sword with his bruised hands.

“Jiklin… … .”

Her loyal attendant, Rita, was also by her side.

It was a nightmare that came with bright sunlight.