Betrayal Knight’s Joyful Faith - Chapter 448



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The Cheerful God of Betrayal Chapter 448

Chapter 106. The original meaning of life

Lyus advanced forward without hesitation.

As the battle continued, the number of corpses killed by the holy sword increased.

Even the knights following the captain’s momentum were a little discouraged.

“You seem to be in a really bad mood today… … .”

Glenn let out an awkward laugh. After cutting down the priest he was confronting in one fell swoop, Glenn looked at Leos with concern.

As we advanced, it became more and more difficult to take each step forward.

However, Laius was still single-handedly wiping out as many enemies as he could, fearing that his men would suffer even the slightest harm.

‘This is true.’

Glen clicked his tongue inwardly and started moving faster.

Kkwaduk!

The ghoul screamed along with the sound of bones breaking.

“Keeeeeek!”

However, Glenn completely tore his enemy apart with a blank expression and moved forward to find his next opponent.

As if swept up in Lyos’s enthusiasm, the other knights were also moving more boldly than usual.

The knights, fiercely advancing through the enemy, looked like exploding bombs.

As they advanced, the elven archers and Shekinah also moved their positions and steadily kept the enemies in check.

The enemies the knights left behind were being dealt with by soldiers led by Ludwin.

Literally everyone on this battlefield was giving their all to wiping out the enemy.

But the enemies were also giving their all.

“Everyone, stand back! The miracle soldier is coming!”

At the end of someone’s shout, a familiar red light burst out from a point some distance from the front lines.

Homunculi began to be summoned.

The rider who had quickly cut down the priest blocking his way turned towards the direction where the light was bursting out.

“Damn it, those kids!”

The Homunculus was a formidable opponent. The only way to prevent damage to our allies was to somehow block its summoning.

The knights began to advance towards the summoning circle, cutting down their enemies without hesitation.

however.

“Don’t worry about it and just focus on the enemies in front of you!”

The shout of Lyos caught the knights off guard.

The moment the rider stopped, Leos shot past him.

Kuuuung!

As Raius jumped high and landed with a heavy sound, the red light from the summoning circle also faded.

“Kueeeeek!”

The giant homunculus that had just been summoned let out a sharp cry towards the sky.

It was a monster that looked like a giant fox.

It had countless sharp, numerous legs attached to its long torso, and its mouth was open at the top of its head and full of sharp teeth.

Despite his hideous appearance, the hero was not at all intimidated. Glenn shouted at Lyos, who flew at him without a moment’s hesitation.

“Captain! Don’t overdo it! You need to conserve your energy!”

Since I didn’t know how much longer the fight would last, if I started to use up my energy too much now, I could be in trouble later.

But Laius gave the order once again.

“Don’t worry and open the way! We will definitely reclaim this territory and castle today!”

Glenn, who had been keeping his mouth shut for a moment, expressed his discontent.

“… … Oh, really! Do whatever you want!”

Other articles also had no choice but to focus on the leftovers again.

“Keeeeeek!”

The homunculus opened its mouth wide and rushed towards Laius.

Instead of dodging, Laius raised his sword and defended himself head-on.

Kwaaaaang!

For a moment, an enormous weight pressed down on his entire body, but Lyos stood firm on both legs.

The homunculus, unable to close its mouth or retreat, was trapped by the holy sword and twisted its long body.

“Keep on… … . Keeeeeeek!”

A sticky liquid came out of the monster’s mouth, dripping down onto the hands and arms of the standing Lion.

Profit.

The uniform that came into contact with the liquid began to burn, and clear burn marks began to appear on Lyos’ arms.

But Laius calmly glared at his enemy without even blinking.

“… … It doesn’t matter how many there are in the future.”

A voice flowed out without a single waver.

It was a word directed at Jiklin, who was watching everything from behind the homunculus.

“I’ll take care of everything.”

There was no way the homunculus could understand those words. With its mouth wide open, filled with sharp teeth, the homunculus pressed even harder.

“Keep on… … . Keeeeeeek!”

Knock knock.

Laius’s two feet were pushed back and dug into the ground. Even then, Laius glared at the homunculus, or more precisely, at Giklin beyond it, with his straight eyes.

“These are the cursed things, I will not bring them to rest.”

The holy sword began to glow white. Then, the wounds all over Laius’ body and the burns on his arm that had just occurred began to heal, emitting a soft glow.

“So, I want you to pay the price for your sins against these beings. I want you to suffer and writhe in regret even after you die.”

The homunculus stopped, perhaps sensing an eerie murderous aura.

It was a curse that was completely unbecoming of a righteous hero. It was also something he would never have said to his enemies in the past.

But now, Laius decided not to bother pretending to be polite.

It had long been realized that in a fight to the death, appearances were meaningless.

‘and…….’

At least for now, it would be better to let your hatred out.

That would also be helpful to Arendt.

Laius, who had been tightening his grip on his sword, activated the Shadow of the Strong One.

A strong magical force enveloped his body, enough to cause a gust of wind to blow around him.

Lyos braced himself and then used all his might to strike the homunculus blocking his way.

Kwaaaaang!

“Keeeeeeeek!”

The head that had been thrown away for a moment lost its direction and wandered around. Lyos did not miss the gap and swung his sword once more.

Crunch!

The holy sword flashed and cut off the fox’s thick head with a single stroke.

The fight was just beginning.

* * *

“……ha.”

White vapor rose from the corners of Arendt’s mouth as she took short breaths.

Arendt stood with her sword planted in the ground as a support, trying to even out her breathing, which was puffing up to her chin.

The ice cubes scattered on the floor were sparkling in the sunlight.

It was the remains of a homunculus that had just died.

‘How long has it been?’

Looking at the position of the sun, it didn’t seem like much time had passed since the battle began.

It wasn’t time to get tired yet.

“after…….”

Arendt took a deep breath to calm her breathing and straightened her posture.

“You’re not tired already, are you?”

At this point, having just won against the Homunculus, it would be a bit of a stretch to say already.

But that one word was enough to irritate the seniors.

“Who said they were tired?”

Arthur straightened up, responding annoyedly. Richt also answered, roughly wiping away the blood flowing down his chin.

“This much is no problem.”

It wasn’t a very convincing argument.

Because it was full of filth and was a mess.

Arendt also looked unsightly.

Perhaps because I had used too many artifacts in a short period of time, I was already feeling an eerie chill.

Because his body temperature had dropped, even his fingertips outside his gloves were pale.

“Well, that’s fortunate. You were acting like you were dying from exhaustion, so I thought you were about to give up.”

But Arendt brushed aside the cold air with a simple sweep of her sword.

While they were dealing with the homunculus, they had advanced quite a bit forward.

Moreover, thanks to the elf warriors clearing the way by dealing with the enemies around them, the destination, the lord’s castle, seemed much closer.

Arendt took a moment to catch her breath and look around.

Ghouls were swarming in from all directions. In comparison, the number of priests seemed to have decreased significantly.

‘So you’re trying to drain my strength somehow.’

After a long fight, it seemed like they were planning to kill Arendt, who was exhausted, with a priest or homunculus stronger than the ghouls.

There were many obstacles to overcome in the future.

‘Honestly, it’s half a gamble.’

They talked about the operation and all sorts of things, but the fact remained that they had to penetrate the enemy themselves.

Because it was a battlefield, if you let your guard down even for a little bit, you could get hurt by a bunch of idiots.

But now, Arendt was betting everything on the belief that those with her would not be left behind by mere ghouls or priests.

‘It’s not really like me, though.’

At the same time, it was something that didn’t really suit the role of ‘Arendt’.

On this stage, I thought that it might be meaningless to dwell on such things any longer.

‘Those stupid knights will treat me like a troublemaker no matter what I do.’

At the end of this story, I couldn’t tell what would happen.

Arendt shook off her thoughts by clenching and unclenching her fist and then focusing on her role again.

“What are you doing? You said you weren’t tired. Then let’s get moving. Let’s go cut that elf brat’s throat.”

Licht and Arthur sighed deeply at the blunt lines that came out naturally.

Arendt, who moved first and overtook them, jumped back into the battlefield.

At the sound of Arthur and Richt following behind her, muttering something, a small smile that no one could see crossed Arendt’s lips and then disappeared.

* * *

The moment the homunculus sent towards Arendt von Eckhart died, Sieglin could not help but hit his forehead.

“… … Did these kids eat something weird as a group?”

Following the homunculus machine being defeated by Captain Lyos, the miracle soldier sent towards Arendt was also defeated in vain.

“Oh, really!”

Although he tried to suppress it somehow, Jiklin could not control his anger and burst out in screams.

“This child was personally touched by Master Chernion! How can he fall so meaninglessly?”

There was also a hint of fear in the sharp voice.

After hearing the curse of Lyos de Winfrid, Gicline was once again seized with extreme anger and anxiety.

“At that time, I could clearly feel his will! With the power of the miracle soldier, he tried to kill Arendt von Eckhart! Even if the intruder had not intervened!”

The third eye that opened at that time was clearly a small miracle caused by Chernyon.

As she watched her eyes growing wider and wider during the night, Jiklin trembled with pleasure.

The eyes that were densely packed into the black body undoubtedly represented Chernion’s will.

“You can’t fail! It’s Chernion’s job!”

Jiklin shouted in frustration, her hair all messed up.

Then Rita, who had been watching quietly from a corner, opened her mouth.

“The child must have been too weak to accept all of Chernion’s wishes.”

“… … .”

It was a calm tone, no different from usual. Thanks to this, Jiklin was also able to calm down a little.

“… … My work was lacking?”

“Of course, all of Jin’s creations are wonderful.”

Rita responded to Jiklin’s irritated remark.

“But the might of Lord Chernion is something that cannot be surpassed. The child was certainly a great soldier, but he would have been a bit of a burden to become Lord Chernion’s vessel.”

Rita slowly approached her and began to straighten her messy hair with her hands.

Jiklin accepted the touch obediently, even though her face was pouty.

“Your Majesty Jin’s purpose has been achieved. They must have been quite tired from fighting the Miracle Soldiers.”

“… … Of course. As long as you’re human.”

Jiklin replied bluntly to Rita’s words.

“Don’t worry, Jin-nim. Chernion-nim will definitely raise his hand. And if there is no one who can carry out Chernion-nim and Jin-nim’s wishes… … ”

Rita continued speaking slowly, braiding Jiklin’s hair with her skillful hands.

“I will personally make your wish come true.”

Her long blonde hair, which had been a mess, was quickly straightened into a single braid.

Jiklin, who had been keeping his mouth shut for a while, nodded his head blankly like a child.