Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 443



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 443

“That’s a good thing to do.”

At Arthur’s absurd remark, Licht once again averted his gaze.

“The two people with the most serious injuries were completely exposed to the night dew? Were they delirious because they wanted to die?”

“… … I’m sorry.”

As his junior continued to nag, Licht’s head lowered more and more.

In the middle of the night, Arthur suddenly woke up and realized that Arendt, who was supposed to be in the same room as him, had not returned yet.

As he looked around the dark barracks with a worried mind, he soon realized that Licht was also not there.

As soon as I realized that the two of them had disappeared side by side, I felt the hairs on my body stand on end.

Even before this incident, we were already avoiding each other, so it couldn’t be helped.

“I almost searched the entire barracks since dawn looking for you. Do you know that? Arendt is usually like that, but why are you doing this to me, senior?”

But Arendt, who had no way of knowing Arthur’s mind and didn’t care even if she did, was still shameless.

“You’re not a lost dog. Why are you looking for it? You should just sleep more instead of doing something useless like that.”

“It’s because of you, you punk!”

In the end, Arthur ended up blowing up his costume.

“If you’re going to leave, at least say something! There’s no way a fight could break out again, and of course I’d be scared if you suddenly disappeared all tattered and worn out!”

“It’s so noisy I could die. Where is that senior barking from?”

Even Arendt, who was picking at Arthur’s ears while he was yelling, was becoming more and more of a challenge.

“Listen to what your senior says, you brat! Please, please, eat some sleeping pills at night and get some sleep!”

“I don’t like it. No matter what others do. In the first place, I’m not a weakling like my senior, so I don’t mind staying up for a few nights.”

“I don’t care. Do you want to get beaten up by a dumb weakling?”

“If you can, try it.”

Licht, who had been watching his two juniors with a complicated look on his face for a moment, made up his mind.

Let’s take this opportunity to get out of here.

Just as he was about to take action, he took a step back.

dripping.

A sudden knock brought the commotion to a halt.

“Is Arendt there?”

Then Llewelyn’s voice was heard, and the door opened with a click.

“… … .”

Llewelyn, who witnessed the scene in the room, was momentarily speechless.

Arthur, who slightly pulled back as if he was going to run away at any moment, grabbed Richt and Arendt by the collar, and even Arendt, who was being held by Arthur, was picking her ears as if she was dying of annoyance.

Llewelyn, who had been quiet for a while, commented briefly.

“It’s a sight to behold.”

As Arthur, who was embarrassed, slowly let go of her collar, Arendt grumbled something and started to adjust her clothes.

Llewelyn was left even more dumbfounded by the sight.

“Why does it seem like everyone is breaking down more and more? Will it be like this even for Lord Richt?”

“… … I’m sorry for showing you my ugly side. What’s wrong, Your Highness?”

Licht gave up and changed the subject.

“I came to tell you some news from the Explorers’ Association. Should I come back later? Do you want to finish it?”

“Don’t even bother. Tell me.”

With just a few gestures, Arendt was back to her presentable state in an instant.

Llewelyn said, looking at the knights with pity.

“As for the Kingdom of Nephele. The Duke of Middleton is going to battle, so Prince Louis and Princess Rieta are returning to the palace.”

Even at his advanced age, the Duke personally went to the front lines to protect his kingdom and his nephews.

“I told the explorers there to just watch until they can safely return to the palace, and then withdraw. What about Warren?”

“If you return to the palace, His Majesty Victor will take care of it. Tell Warren to return to the Empire as well.”

Arendt, who had said that far, thought for a moment and then added:

“Go to the top of Neumann and ask the Lord of the Top to help you out.”

“Why the top prize? Ah.”

Llewelyn nodded, asking absentmindedly.

“He could be a target. He is actively working in connection with the palace. Above all, he is close to you.”

“There is a one-in-a-million chance. If there is a problem at the top, this side will also be in trouble.”

Neumann’s upper echelons played a major role in this war, including supplying materials and obtaining information.

The status of the upper ranks would already be well known to the enemies, so there was no harm in being careful.

“What’s it like on the enemy side?”

Llewelyn spoke in an absurd way to Arendt, who asked naturally.

“I can tell you, but… … . Is it right for me to report this to you? Isn’t it usually the opposite?”

“If you feel wronged, you are better than me.”

“This really pisses me off.”

Llewelyn grumbled briefly and continued.

“There’s nothing particularly unusual, but the corpses around the castle disappeared overnight.”

“… … Are you talking about the fragments of the ghouls?”

When Licht, who had been listening quietly, intervened, he nodded.

“You guys completely destroyed them, so you can’t really call them corpses. Anyway, the area around the walls was cleaned up overnight. My brother was talking to Captain Lyos about that.”

“Most of them are so badly damaged that they can’t be reused. Why?”

Arthur frowned. Arendt, who had been thinking deeply, opened her mouth.

“I can’t use them as soldiers again, but maybe I can use them as food for those who are still alive?”

“… … .”

The three people who were listening suddenly became flustered.

Arendt furrowed her eyebrows as the reproachful gaze turned to her.

“Why. What.”

“Please don’t say such horrible things so casually. It makes me feel bad.”

“The prince of a country is so weak.”

Arendt shrugged again, ignoring Llewelyn’s reluctant remark.

“Then there’s a high chance that Jiklin is still in that castle. I thought he might have escaped in the meantime.”

The once peaceful voice slowly began to take on a lifelike quality.

“That’s good. You’ll be gritting your teeth, too, so you won’t be able to give up easily.”

“… … .”

Arthur looked at Licht again with reproachful eyes, and Licht just looked down.

Llewelyn, who heard the general story of what happened, just smiled awkwardly.

Arendt spat out briefly.

“Let’s leave this as the topic for today’s meeting.”

I didn’t want to let her run wild on this stage.

“This will be his grave.”

A colder chill than the frosty touch seemed to flow from his golden eyes.

Because the momentum was so fierce, no one could bring themselves to say anything else.

* * *

And then, a little later, during the meeting, Arendt made her argument as she had predicted.

“While Jiklin is still here, we have a chance. We must kill him when we retake the castle.”

The trainee’s unusually clear voice filled the conference room.

“Jiklin is not the type to fight directly, so if he achieves his goal, he won’t show up on the battlefield for a while. It might have been different in the past, but now he has Rita, who treats him like his own servant.”

Rita will now take over the tasks that Jiklin had to handle on site.

Lyos also nodded and added a word.

“I agree with Arendt. If we let her go now, we will create more bizarre soldiers who will cause great harm to our troops.”

Thanks to her research, Chernion’s soldiers were growing stronger by the day. To prevent further damage, they had to stop Ziklin now.

Ludwin, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth.

“But isn’t there a chance that Jiklin could escape during the battle? I know that the Chernion Church leaders can teleport freely thanks to the dragon’s power.”

Besides, Jiklin was not the kind of person who would risk his life to remain on the battlefield, so it was clear that he would run away the moment he realized that he was in danger.

“It seems a bit reckless to make killing her your top priority. You might end up in chaos if you try to chase her. Isn’t that too big of a risk to take?”

“You are right. But… … .”

Laius looked at Arendt, who was standing behind him, his voice trailing off.

As always, no emotion could be read from the indifferent face, but Leo could tell.

The guy was already ready to open his mouth.

‘Three, two.’

one.

“It’s confusing… … .”

As soon as I finished counting the numbers in my head, the jaws of disaster opened.

“If you want to avoid some confusion and bring in the hero of the Holy Sword to just cut down the scarecrows made by stitching together pieces of corpses… … then go ahead and do that.”

For a moment, Ludwin blinked blankly as if he was hearing something.

But Arendt was not kind enough to wait until he understood.

“They say that a lion does his best even when catching a rabbit. If we only chase rabbits, it would be easy and good for us. The captain would sweep away the enemies while taking a nap.”

“… … .”

“If things get even a little bit unfavorable, Jiklin will run away, so I can’t cause any more trouble here.

“After you’ve roughly chased them out like that, why don’t you just take the heads of the lord and the knights hanging on the wall and give them a grand funeral? They’ll be so happy to have their castle back.”

“No, what I mean is… … .”

Ludwin tried to argue back, but Arendt didn’t give him the chance.

“Meanwhile, the angry elf child will hide in a safe place and create strange monsters from the people the dragon has kidnapped. And the enemies will become stronger with each passing day. But that is not for the prince to worry about. The hero Laius de Winfrid will take care of it.”

“… … Your speech is a bit harsh, Lord Arendt.”

Ludwin warned, his face hard.

But Arendt did not stop complaining.

“You said we should move cautiously to avoid confusion? This place is already a mess. It’s already a mess because you, a trainee knight, are talking rudely to the prince. Why are you looking for a safe path again? This is ridiculous.”

“Then Kyung-eun, are you confident that you can deal with Jiklin here?”

Finally, Ludwin’s tone became sharp.

“Of course, I know that someone has to do it. I also agree that this may be the last chance. But I want to discuss the practical part, Arendt.”

His voice, restrained in its anger, revealed a coolness quite different from Llewelyn’s.

“You know better than I do that they are beings that cannot be persuaded or threatened. Of course, the area around Jiklin will be guarded by the strongest ghouls.”

In order to attack Jiklin, we had to eliminate them first.

“The moment we seize the opportunity, that woman will evaporate. The moment your sword is aimed, Jiklin will surely escape by teleporting… …. The enemy will be summoned endlessly.”

Arendt listened quietly without offering any objections.

As if his attitude was making him more and more irritated, Ludwin’s voice became increasingly angry.

“Jiklin will miss, and those who eventually rush to target her will surely fall into a trap and be in danger. Am I wrong, Lord Arendt?”

“Tsk.”

Arendt clicked her tongue briefly.

The moment when his impudent eyes turned straight towards the prince and Ludwin met his gaze, he frowned.

“That’s why those who grew up well can’t do it. Why do they cling so tightly to the orthodoxy?”

A very ‘Arendt-like’ line flowed out.

Llewelyn, who had been watching absentmindedly, licked his lips.

“Why is that kid’s judgment so twisted… …?”

It was several times more provocative than usual.

The victim was Ludwin, who had to bear the brunt of that temper.

“It seems like you still haven’t quite figured out who’s here.”

Arendt nodded to Laius, who was sitting in front of her.

“This person is the one who was chosen by the Great Swordsman of the Empire, the son of a great god… … .”

At the moment when Ludwin was frozen in a state of blasphemy beyond imagination, Arendt added:

“I am a very capable person who dares to say such things to the prince. As I said before, Jiklin will not leave unless she achieves her goal. That is why now is the opportunity.”

Zicklin’s goal was to take revenge on Arendt.

She had been drugged several times and was still drunk from not being able to kill him.

“I’ve endured as much as I can. Just breathing the same oxygen as that bastard is making me feel sick.”

“… … .”

“It’s my job to hold that kid back. So… … .”

Arendt, with a faint smile on her face, continued to drive wedges into the prince, who was looking at her in bewilderment.

“It is not something for the prince to worry about.”