Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 438



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 438

“I didn’t know that such a mess would be made while I was looking away for a moment.”

The sound of Jiklin grumbling irritably sounded somewhat unrealistic.

The empty eyes seemed to be binding him.

In the form of the homunculus, a being of enormous size was reflected, incomparable to that monster.

‘I can’t breathe.’

The hand that had gone up absentmindedly scratched his neck hard.

A gaze that follows you persistently wherever you go.

Thanks to Nereis, I was somewhat free from nightmares, but I could feel their eyes everywhere in this world. That was reality.

but…….

That didn’t change the fact that he was an actor on stage.

‘After all, it’s just a stage prop.’

As my fingernails dug into my delicate flesh, I felt a stinging pain. Then, my breathing, which had been disturbed, slowly became stable.

‘Tilt your head slightly… … .’

The world that had seemed like a stage set made of plywood regained its color.

Arendt lowered her hands, relaxed her shoulders, and stood slouched in a relaxed posture.

A cheeky smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes showed a sneer that only a villain would be able to express.

“Long time no see, you sloppy brat.”

The play began again with one word that scratched people’s hearts.

“You’re still so cheap, Arendt von Eckhart.”

Jiklin wrinkled his face and smiled crookedly.

Meanwhile, people who had suddenly come to their senses quickly helped the injured people up and dragged them behind Arendt.

Licht and Arthur, who had also been shaking, took up a fighting stance again and approached Arendt.

Zicklin glared at Arendt with hateful eyes.

“I knew it would be you. When it comes to thinking up stupid things to take advantage of, there’s no one better than you.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

Arendt answered leisurely and slowly began to think.

‘They must have figured out the situation outside as well.’

Once the walls are destroyed, Salem can join in and help evacuate the people outside.

Until then, they had to protect the people from that monster.

‘Whether it’s death or food, as long as the corpses don’t increase, that’s all that matters.’

A disturbing voice was heard from behind me.

“Oh, sir… … .”

“Do you see that wall over there?”

Sling.

Arendt drew her sword and gave a short order.

“When I give the signal, run without stopping until you get there. Take everyone with you. Can you do it?”

“… … .”

“Once the walls are destroyed, escape immediately. The soldiers outside will guard you. Until then, we will hold off that monster.”

Even in the midst of the chaos, the trainee’s voice was heard unusually clearly.

People who had been frozen in fear nodded.

Then Jiklin burst into laughter.

“Are you trying to steal my precious ingredients so cheekily?”

The green eyes characteristic of the Misty Forest Elves moved silently and reached out to the people.

“I was trying to keep everything alive and use it, but I guess that’s not really necessary.”

An innocent smile appeared on his young face.

“There’s nothing wrong with using it after tearing it to pieces in front of these noble knights. I think it’d be more fun that way.”

“It seems like I went through puberty all wrong.”

Arendt, holding her sword, said nonchalantly.

“When you look back later, you’ll definitely regret it. Why did you open your mouth like that? You should have just kept your mouth shut.”

A chill began to swarm around the apprentice knight. His sword froze white, and a white frost formed on the ground he stood on.

“I’m giving you some advice as an adult, you sloppy brat.”

“You little brat, who dares to treat me like a child since last time?”

Zicklin’s face was distorted, but Arendt remained indifferent as always.

“What’s wrong with treating a kid like a kid? Well, you’ll never have a chance to grow up. You’ll be killed by me before you do.”

“You seem quite confident… … .”

Glancing straight at the apprentice knight, Jiklin snapped back sharply.

“I will keep you alive especially long, Arendt von Eckhart. I think I will feel better if I see your face twisted in despair.”

“That’s good to hear. I plan on surviving for a long time anyway, so don’t worry.”

Arendt responded indifferently and blurted out:

“song.”

It was a single word that touched the backs of those who were hiding behind me.

People carrying the wounded began to run toward the wall.

I could also feel Licht and Arthur standing right next to me, drawing up their magical power and getting into a fighting stance.

Thud, wooooong.

The shaking of the ground became more frequent. It was the aftereffect of Salem’s successive detonations of explosives.

“I will never die until I see that stupid god you guys are sucking and biting is buried in the ground.”

“Rita!”

Jin, unable to contain his anger, shouted angrily. Then, the woman standing right next to Jin slightly lowered her head, then kicked the ground and flew towards the fleeing people.

At the same time, the shadow homunculus also began to move.

“Arthur!”

“yes!”

At Licht’s shout, Arthur immediately chased after Rita.

The homunculus extended a sharp stem towards Arthur, but it was easily blocked by Licht.

Kaaaaang!

Sparks flew from Licht’s sword with a sharp crack.

Licht groaned inwardly at the tremendous force pressing down on his entire body.

‘It’s much stronger than the last one.’

I had a gut feeling that if I let my guard down even for a little bit, I would be turned to dust in an instant.

Arendt moved quickly and cut off the black line that was pressing down on Licht.

The part where the sword touched froze white, then soon shattered into pieces with a clear sound.

Clang!

Licht shouted as he saw the fragments scattering away, turning into silver frost powder.

“Don’t overuse your magic power!”

“I’ll take care of it.”

But Arendt only responded with a single, irritated word.

Instead of nagging anymore, Licht just hardened his expression.

He also knew very well that this was not a situation in which he could afford to be carefree and take it easy.

Meanwhile, Arthur, who had managed to catch up with Rita, blocked her path.

“Where!”

Rita, who had been expressionless, slightly frowned and waved her hand in the air. Then, a pitch-black sword appeared as if it had bloomed from the tip of her finger.

Rita, holding her sword familiarly, swung it at Arthur.

Kaaaaang!

A harsh clang shook the blue sky.

Contrary to her delicate appearance, the strength felt from the tip of her sword was beyond imagination.

Rita spoke calmly, her expression not changing at all.

“I hope you don’t interfere with Jin’s work.”

“Were you a spirit?”

Arthur forced the corners of his lips to rise.

“You must have a hard time taking care of a child. A crazy elf and a crazy spirit, what a wonderful combination.”

“… … .”

Rita showed no reaction to his taunts.

Rita, who had struck Arthur down, quickly distanced herself and ran towards Arthur, who had retreated.

But before she could swing her sword again, a blast of golden magic struck Rita, disrupting her.

Luna and Ray got involved in the fight under Salem’s instructions.

Only then did Rita’s eyebrows furrow slightly.

Kwaaaaang!

The sound of explosives exploding again was heard near the wall.

As Ray joined them, the black smoke and explosive noise that had been blocked until now were fully revealed.

People were desperately running towards the direction from which the smoke was rising.

“Never forget what your purpose is.”

Richt responded annoyedly to Arendt’s casual remark.

“I know, too.”

It had to be a barrier so people could escape safely.

* * *

“Faster! Speed ​​up!”

Salem shouted in a hurry. Even without saying that, the soldiers and elf warriors were moving very anxiously.

Kuuung.

A soldier moving gunpowder stopped in his tracks at the ominous noise coming from inside.

Strange, writhing shadows could be glimpsed beyond the high walls.

The faces of those who witnessed it turned pale.

“earthly…….”

Someone licked their lips in fear.

“What’s going on inside?”

“Sir Arendt, Sir Richt, and Sir Arthur are fighting tooth and nail. That’s all that matters, no matter what kind of monster they are up against. So… … .”

Salem shouted in an urgent voice.

“If you have time, move now!”

“Yes, yes!”

Kwaaaaang!

As explosives exploded one after another, cracks began to appear in the once sturdy wall.

‘Just a little more… … .’

Salem clenched his fists to calm his nerves.

‘Ray, Luna.’

Every time Ray and Luna moved, they felt their magical power draining quickly.

At that moment, kuuung.

Once again a loud noise was heard from beyond the walls.

“… … !”

For a moment, his vision became dizzy and he felt faint. But Salem clenched his fists and forced himself to hold on.

‘It’s still okay.’

He still had some magic left, and he had brought several magic stones with him just in case.

Salem took a slow breath and repeated to himself over and over again.

‘I can handle it.’

If only he could help them with the power of the spirits, he would be willing to collapse from exhaustion.

* * *

Kkwadduk!

A black stem shot up through the ground. It was where Arendt had been standing just moments ago.

He barely managed to retreat and avoid having his entire body torn apart, but he couldn’t avoid having his side cut long by the repeated attacks.

“… … !”

Hot blood spurted out and the light blue uniform quickly turned red.

Even as she crumpled her face, Arendt cut off a large piece of the stem that the homunculus had not yet gathered.

Crunch!

The cleanly cut stems were instantly covered in ice, and soon shattered into pieces, unable to withstand the extreme cold.

Arendt landed in the midst of scattered silver frost and had to move again without even a moment to catch her breath.

It was because the homunculus attacked the people who were running away.

Kwaaang!

The attack, which had been flying with fierce momentum, collided head-on with Arendt’s sword.

“Ugh… … !”

Arendt’s face naturally distorted under the tremendous pressure.

The two feet, unable to withstand the homunculus’s force, slipped backwards.

“Arendt!”

Licht, who noticed the situation, tried to go to help, but had to quickly change direction due to an attack targeting him.

Kkwaduk!

A large hole opened up where Licht had been standing. Licht kicked off the ground and jumped up, spinning around and striking down with his sword.

Crunch!

The black stem was cut off with a single stroke of the sword.

In the short time that passed, people had already hidden behind the building.

Only after ensuring their safety did Arendt manage to shake off the pressure that was pressing upon her.

Kwaaang!

The black line, which had been forcibly twisted, completely destroyed an empty house nearby before returning to the main body.

“… … .”

Arendt wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared calmly at the homunculus.

The monster, imitating the broken god, was still staring at Arendt with unfocused eyes.

‘They definitely look alike.’

It was so similar to Chernion that it made me freeze like an idiot the moment I saw it.

Since Ziklin could not know the true nature of God, it was probably because he had been granted so much power by Chernion.

But the longer the confrontation lasted, the more I felt that it was something that could not even be compared to the real thing.

“You’re just being stupid and using your strength… … .”

It was somewhat embarrassing to compare it to that damn god who had a presence that couldn’t be expressed in words.

“It’s still a poorly written, sloppy piece of work.”

As Arendt spat out briefly, Sieglin, who had been watching, frowned.

“what?”

“Hey, you haven’t heard of that on the elf topic?”

He met Jiklin’s gaze and smiled faintly.

“If you’re curious, I’ll tell you again.”

Looking straight at the young elf, Arendt spoke with emphasis, engraving each letter.

“Your playthings are so flimsy, you punk.”