Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 445



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 445

A tense dawn.

As the morning sun slowly rose, the priests of Chernion witnessed the allied forces of the God of Luce approaching with the sunlight.

Without showing any sign of surprise, the new battle priest’s captain spoke briefly.

“It’s a good practice.”

The vanguard was, of course, Laius de Winfrid.

There were also some of the 3rd Knights, elven warriors, and troops from the Kingdom of Everran.

The priests who discovered the hero hardened their faces.

No one forgot the prowess he had displayed in the battle the day before.

Laius’s strength even overwhelmed the protection of Chernion, which made him forget his fear.

His existence, like a disaster that surges forward with light, represented the strength of Luce, who had ruled this world all this time.

“… … .”

But the captain turned his eyes to find another being, not a hero.

Silver hair that stands out and a uniform of a slightly different color from the surrounding knights.

Originally, it was a dress code to let the allies know that they were trainees who needed to be protected first, but now its meaning has changed somewhat.

‘If the hero is the nemesis… … .’

Arendt von Eckhart was a stumbling block that had to be removed.

A foreign substance in this world that should not exist.

He was a being who was more harmful than the great heroes who followed the god Luce, who ruined the fight that should have been holy.

“Report to Jiklin. This is exactly the movement Jiklin expected.”

The enemy adopted the same tactic as when they recaptured the prisoners.

Laius was moving to attack the castle head-on, and Arendt was moving to exclude Sieglin.

But I didn’t want to fall for the same trick twice.

“Do not forget the orders of the Jiklin. Do not fear death. Even if we have to breathe our last, we can still fight for Chernion together with our comrades.”

As the captain quietly muttered his words, the priests gradually regained their composure.

The eyes that had been filled with fear gradually became clouded. Preserving humanity in front of a god who had suffered humiliation was nothing more than a luxury.

The black divine power surged and paralyzed their reason.

In the minds of the priests, only the murderous intent towards the enemies of the god remained.

“Even if it means we all die, we will definitely deal with that apprentice knight.”

The voice of the Battle Priest Captain was engraved ominously under the dimly rising sun.

“Prepare for the summoning. Let us grandly welcome the seeds of the dirty light.”

* * *

There were many other methods, such as a surprise attack when they were off guard or a night raid.

And what Arendt preferred were also quite lethal and vulgar methods that were quite far from God’s will in terms of chivalry and justice.

It was also Arendt who criticized the knights who were frightened by her dishonesty and ultimately led them as she wished.

But what Arendt proposed this time was a classic head-on confrontation.

‘That’s why I’m more anxious… … .’

Arthur looked at Arendt, who was walking ahead, with troubled eyes.

Despite having upset Prince Ludwin to the core, Arendt chose an unexpectedly straightforward approach.

Thanks to this, the operational meeting that followed went more smoothly than expected.

Ludwin, who had been badly beaten, still looked puzzled, but he could not help but nod silently at the unexpectedly sensible strategy.

‘Besides, the captain didn’t say anything either.’

Arthur’s expression became strange as he stared at Arendt who was walking ahead.

Behind them were quite a few troops. Although Arendt was clearly annoyed, Laius insisted that they be accompanied, saying that they would never be allowed to act alone.

Apart from that, Laius also did not express any particular objection.

‘In the end, it’s almost as if I didn’t hear anything about how to kill Jiklin… … .’

The meeting ended somehow, but it was still unknown how the problems Ludwin had raised would be resolved.

‘Other than saying he was going to kill me himself, he didn’t really tell me what to do or how to do it.’

Arendt was not the type of person to jump in blindly just because her judgment was distorted.

That guy was the one who became so meticulous that it was disgusting how he tried to feed me some shit the more he turned his head.

Even if other people were like that, there’s no way Leo could miss that point…

It would be more correct to assume that Laius also deliberately condoned it.

As my thoughts reached that point, I suddenly heard Licht’s voice from the side.

“What are you thinking about?”

“… … I don’t know about anything else, but I know one thing.”

Arthur answered blankly, looking straight ahead.

“As Arendt said, it is clear that you are dull, sir. Seeing that you ask me that question in this situation.”

“I don’t know why you’re suddenly picking a fight.”

Arthur replied without even looking at Licht as he frowned.

“That’s why you’re dull.”

“You should stop playing with Arendt. It seems like you’re becoming more and more like her by the day.”

“Isn’t that a bit harsh? No matter what, it’s crossing the line to say that you resemble that shameless guy.”

“I don’t know where the courtesy towards seniors goes and what kind of good deeds they are talking about.”

Arendt glanced at the two men arguing a few steps behind her.

“Are you arguing so petty when you’re both knights? If you’re going to fight, why don’t you just draw your sword?”

“At least I don’t want to hear it from you.”

“What are you talking about, you punk!”

Immediately, an irritated response came from both of them. But, as always, Arendt pretended not to hear.

There was absolutely no tension ahead of the fierce battle.

As the soldiers of the Everran Kingdom who were following behind looked at him in bewilderment, the elf warrior calmly answered.

“Don’t worry about them, they are just like that.”

“… … Yes.”

The soldiers nodded their heads hesitantly. At that moment, an elf warrior who had been looking ahead shouted in a loud voice.

“Enemies all around!”

As if they had anticipated their detour, the enemies who had been positioned in advance began to pour out of the back door.

Arendt opened her mouth to address the soldiers behind her.

“You’ve probably already heard the fighting tips. Avoid direct contact with them as much as possible, and only approach them when you need to cut off their airway, then plant the gunpowder.”

This was the method explorers used to deal with ghouls in the Duke of Middleton’s domain.

“When the gunpowder runs out, retreat. If you die here, you won’t get a funeral, you’ll just become a ghoul or become food for them.”

“Ha, but… … If we retreat, our troops… … .”

“You don’t understand what I’m saying. Or is it that you lack comprehension?”

The soldier who was about to cautiously refute the question closed his mouth at the nervous voice.

“Do you think I’m some kind of merciful person who orders you to retreat? I’m just telling you not to increase the enemy’s numbers.”

If you die here, you won’t even be able to get a funeral, and you will inevitably fall into the hands of your enemies and be reborn as a ghoul.

The soldiers who had thought that far became delusional.

“I’ll move first through those bastards, so only those who can follow can follow.”

Arendt drew her sword and quickened her pace.

“If you join clumsily and then get caught by my ankle, that person will be the first to fall into my hands, so know that.”

The voice that added this had an eerie chill. The moment the soldiers stopped, Arendt charged straight ahead without warning.

“Oh, really! Don’t go alone, you punk!”

“Please take care of the rest.”

Arthur and Licht followed him, picking up speed, and the elven warriors followed suit, kicking the ground with their accustomed footsteps.

“No, wait, wait a minute… … !”

The soldiers also had no choice but to quickly close the distance with the enemy.

As everyone prepared for battle and approached the battlefield, the three knights in the lead were already deep into enemy territory.

The sight of him slashing at his enemies with an expressionless face amidst the beautifully fluttering silver frost was so chilling it sent shivers down my spine.

That’s why I was able to make decisions faster.

“… … Don’t approach too forcefully! Only deal with them to the extent possible!”

The apprentice knight’s words were correct. I had a gut feeling that if I followed them foolishly, I would end up dying a dog’s death.

“Thank goodness there are no idiots.”

Arendt spoke indifferently after hearing the shout from behind. Then Arthur burst into laughter.

“You warned me so fiercely, and I told you not to listen?”

“Still, it’s admirable that you’re thinking of preventing damage.”

Licht, who had responded briefly, cut the frozen enemy to pieces with a single stroke. Instead of responding, Arendt diligently killed the enemies blocking her way.

Crunch!

Arthur cut off the ghoul’s head in one stroke and then cut its body in half as it lunged at him again.

Arthur asked as the enemy fell to the ground and he had a moment of free time.

“By the way, can I really leave it to you? If even a homunculus shows up, those people won’t be able to handle it on their own.”

“I guess it’ll be okay. I don’t think they’ll use homunculi to wipe out those sloppy guys… … .”

Phew!

Next to Arendt, who was responding calmly, an arrow flew from a place that could not be seen with the naked eye and pierced the enemy.

It was fired by elf archers commanded by Shekinah.

“If anything happens, Lady Sekina will do something about it. She will give them enough time to escape.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the arrow that had penetrated the priest’s head exploded.

Kwaaang!

Even after the head exploded, sending pieces of flesh flying everywhere, the priest continued to swing his sword.

But that was only for a moment, as the enraged priest was torn to pieces by Licht’s sword and fell down in vain.

Arendt shrugged, brushing away the flesh clinging to her sword.

“If you’re really worried, you can just stay here.”

“I refuse, you punk. I don’t want to die for the captain.”

Following Arthur’s irritated reply, Richt also spat out annoyedly.

“This is the same class.”

“Then do whatever you want.”

There were also a few elf warriors around her. But Arendt charged forward even more boldly, as if she didn’t see them at all.

“Tsk. Did I really eat something wrong?”

Arthur had no choice but to diligently follow behind her, muttering to himself so as not to reach Arendt.

As expected, his expression was somewhat different than usual.

The tip of the sword, which was always clean and unadorned, was somewhat rough, and unlike his usual way of treating his enemies as objects, he even felt a subtle murderous intent.

It was a change that was difficult to notice just by looking at it, but Arthur, who had always watched him closely, could clearly feel it.

‘At least give me some hints on how to move.’

The most frustrating thing was that I couldn’t figure out whether this was Arendt’s intention or whether she was genuinely angry.

“Keeeeeek!”

As the giant insect-shaped ghoul charged at him, Arthur clicked his tongue inwardly and swung his sword sharply.

Crunch!

“Keeek! Keeeeeeek!”

A ghoul with its torso cleanly cut off in the middle flailed its legs and let out a horrible scream.

The severed parts wiggled toward each other, trying to regenerate the wounds. But before a few seconds had passed, a silvery frost swept over and enveloped the massive ghoul.

Clang!

The body, unable to overcome the cold, turned into frost and shattered.

Arendt was focused on moving forward without even checking what had happened to the enemies she had dealt with.

“What a real pain in the ass!”

Even as he chewed on the curse, Arthur decided to just give up on the idea.

There’s no way that a guy who’s a perfectionist to the extreme would come up with a half-baked plan…

Even the captain has no right to investigate the parts that he just passed over.

‘The captain must know something.’

It wasn’t Laius who would push them into the battlefield without any countermeasures.

So, the ‘role’ they had to perform now was, as Arendt said, to just follow them to their deaths.