I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With - I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With chapter 131

131 – Lautrek Pendrin – (4)

Koo Goo Goo!

Overdrinking.

And the cool sensation that touches the nape of the neck.

Milia gritted her teeth and tilted her head back.

“Huh!”

Suddenly.

Lautrec’s sharp blade of sword passed right in front of Millia’s eyes.

Shortly after, Milia’s hair in the front was cut into clumps and fell off again.

“Ugh.”

Seeing her golden hair fluttering around, Milia moaned softly.

I had been working hard on my hair for about four months after I was cut by Anden, but all my efforts so far had been in vain.

It couldn’t have been more lamentable.

“My sister will make fun of me again.”

Millia smiled and fixed her sword.

I can’t help it. Already spilled water on her bangs. Even though she wasn’t hurt, she was sensible.

Catching her spirits, Millia lowered her stance almost to the ground.

She prepared for the attack after she flew in and she did.

“You sure are strong.”

Nodding.

Eina, who was holding out her sword in the same way at Millia’s words, nodded her head.

The only allies here are Eina and Millia. Yuri Erd and his knights had left for the purpose of escorting Harzfeld and supporting the outer guard.

In other words, it was a mission entrusted to only two people, Eina and Milia, to stop the enemy in front of them, Lautrek Fendrin.

“How to… ….”

The enemy in front of me, Lautrek Fendrin, was strong.

He has been fighting with him for dozens of minutes. But so far no resolution has been reached. Rather, unlike Lautrec, who looked brisk, or rather grew stronger as time passed, Milia was already in a situation where her stamina was showing the bottom.

He did not use spirit magic as usual, but as much as he received the power of foreign gods, his sword skills were unseen by any other knight.

Every time I exchanged a sum, my grip seemed to be torn apart, and the moment I accidentally allowed an attack, her armor tore like a piece of paper and sliced through her flesh.

Now Milia had also thrown off her tattered armor. Armor had no meaning in front of his power.

“…… Ugh.”

Milia thought hard while she was at a distance.

The current power difference is hopeless. No matter how fast it was, it did not possess the power that covered Lautrek’s entire body, his armor, or the destructive power that pierced his skin.

It was the same with Eina, who stood next to Milia.

She is not as strong as she was in her prime, having had her prosthetic hand in place of her amputated arm.

“If you continue like this, you will become stronger.”

Lautrec is still getting stronger every moment.

Indeed, a black mist formed in the air and disappeared as if it were melting into his body.

The fog I saw during the battle with Arwen. Of course, it was clear that it was the power of foreign media.

“Knock it out as fast as you can.”

Nodding.

In the end, it ends with a quick fight. That was Millia’s conclusion.

Even she, who had been fighting her on equal footing until just now, is now in a situation where her stamina is exhausted. Will she be able to compete one or two more times in the future? No matter how much time she dragged on, she was left with only gloomy results.

In fact, she had to risk her life on this attack.

That’s why.

‘What would I have done if I was an older sister?’

And it was not strange that she thought about it casually.

She thought that she had run away from home and had been living on the pretense of living with her family ever since she left High Linx, but when Milia encounters her difficult problem, she naturally falls in love with her older sister Seira Lian. I used to look for tours.

As much as he once harbored vain hopes of pursuing her, the great mage Seira was a role model for Milia as a mage.

On the other hand, her role model as a knight is…….

“If Sir Fried…… , Ah.”

Milia muttered that, then realized what she was saying and quickly held her breath, covering her mouth.

But the long elf ears of Eina, the female knight standing right next to her, pricked up.

She noticed Millia’s words and glanced at her, then she started laughing. He seemed to understand the context.

“Oh, no, this…… ! Do not speak! For my sister! Not even Sir Fried! Never say…… Oh, you can’t talk.”

“… ….”

“I’m sorry.”

A solemn atmosphere flowed for a while, and Millia slapped her cheek.

Anyway, I had no choice but to borrow their experience.

Milia searched for her memory. Ten years ago, from the day Seira put the poisonous spider she made with her magic into her bed, to the day when Freed kicked her as if she were a dog.

“… ….”

Milia sighed.

“How…… It’s just painful memories.”

Milia wrinkled her face as she chewed on her pain.

What they have in common is that they don’t know where they will bounce. And it was that there was stronger conviction and confidence than anyone else in such an absurd mindset.

She was the complete opposite of Milia, who was upright, but it was also true that she admired her because of that.

Millia finished her thoughts and looked up. A small smile hung on the corners of her lips.

“Sir Eina.”

“…… *Giggles*?”

Horse dung Horse dung At Eina, who was looking at Milia with her eyes open, she gave her a smile of repentance.

“There is one way. Will you listen?”

Nodding.

“It might be a bit eccentric. But, I think it’s worth a try.”

Milia raised one hand. As she gathered her mana, her mana gradually condensed into her scarred hand, and she became a blazing flame.

“Take it down.”

“…… ?”

Eina twisted her head, not knowing what she meant.

Millia shrugged her shoulders.

“Remember? You burned down the forest last time.”

“… ….”

When she went to Lumen El’s Iscobal estate, Milia burned the forest through her forbidden magic.

“This time we are burning the castle. That’s tearing it down Everyone around here would have evacuated anyway, so wouldn’t it be okay?”

Perhaps Seira or Freed would have done this.

There is no answer in the open field. If so, she just needs to break her ground by force.

The fact that there is a closed underground waterway down here, I had realized through Aranion’s attack not too long ago.

And the narrow and complex battlefield was perfect for using Millia’s magic and speed.

Eina listened to Milia’s story and nodded her head with a satisfied expression. In response to her fierce reaction, Milia also strangely raised her shoulders.

“Okay, let’s try.”

Millia poured all her mana and chanted her great magic.

Forbidden magic, solar explosion.

“One more thing to brag about to her sister.”

Right after that, her eyes brightened.

According to the report of Correl de Heggins, the administrative officer in charge of the investigation after the incident, it appeared that a mushroom cloud had risen outside her.

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Chang!

Wields a sword. There was a tremendous roar, but Lautrec’s sword bounced back.

There were no scratches on the wall he swung.

“As expected, isn’t it okay?”

Guardian Knight Lautrek Fendrin muttered that and took a few steps back.

The situation is still surrounded by pure white walls.

Inner prison.

In the middle of it, Lautrec caught his breath and raised his sword again.

“… ….”

How long had it been since you swung the sword? He tried to search his memory, but nothing came to mind.

My consciousness was hazy. It felt like it was not a normal accident.

Even his memory was fuzzy, and it took him a lot of effort to remember why he was here.

“…… Could it be that the initiative of the soul is being taken away?”

Lautrec soon realized the identity of this sensation.

It seemed that the power of the foreign press that had taken over the body was now trying to take over the initiative of the ceremony.

It was grating, but he was trapped here and there was nothing he could do about it.

“Sylphy.”

Still, the spirit didn’t answer either.

Lautrec bit his lower lip hard.

Then he sat down and started muttering.

“Lautrec Pendrin. Is twenty-nine. The second son of Count Fedrin. And… ….”

Among the fading memories, even the memories of his childhood are beginning to fade.

The painful memories of being persecuted for seeing spirits, the learning of spirit magic with the help of the Duke of Liantour of Highlings, and the memories of being captivated by a woman named Seira Liantour.

Lastly, the memories with Yuria, the priest of the church.

“Kuh.”

Lautrec felt his spirits soar.

He hurriedly stood up and raised his sword. He had to do something. He had to hold on, keeping his consciousness as straight as possible.

Sure.

Lautrec slit the back of my arm with the blade of his sword.

Blood flows and pain overwhelms me. His mind was relatively clear.

Chang!

With that momentum, he swung his sword in succession. His hands were blistered and sore, but he didn’t show it.

He swung it dozens of times in a row.

And.

Damn it.

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“…… What?”

As if they had waited, Lautrec’s desperate swordsman’s sword began to crack the white wall.

“It’s not me. Then… ….”

It means that the Empress and her party in Highlings did something.

In fact, in the next moment, the crack began to grow even though Lautrec had not swung the sword.

“… ….”

Damn it.

Soon, light began to seep in through the cracks in the cracked white wall.

Intense heat began to fill the room.

For Lautrec, who can’t use elemental magic, he just stands there with mana wrapped around him.

Kwaguawang!

Then the wall collapsed, and golden sparks began to entwine the room.

The whole body felt like it was being burned.

“…… This.”

Meanwhile, Lautrec blinked.

He also knew this light.

“…… Are you Seira? No, Millia?”

Forbidden magic, sunburst, attacked Lautrec.