I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With - I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With chapter 149

149 – A Midsummer Night’s Dream – (4)

What’s what’s what’s inside the bakery.

Millia, who sat across from her, shoveled her almond cake into her mouth with a pleased expression. She seems to savor it for a moment, then she smiles.

I stared at Millia’s face, resting my chin on her chin, because it was so cute.

She noticed my gaze and tilted her head.

“Why, why?”

“No, I just thought you liked sweets more than I thought.”

“What did Sir Fried think of me?”

Milia closed her eyes and pulled her chin.

She said, and she was a little ostentatious.

“I am always a fresh woman.”

“Yes. Jiji is a young woman who slammed her spear between the eyebrows of the fallen person and roasted her fellow knights whole.”

“… ….”

“Sorry.”

Millia glared at her with her unnerving eyes, and she quickly apologized.

I can’t play around, after all.

I decided to tell a different story instead.

“Then did you enjoy eating like this when you were in High Linx?”

“…… Not really.”

“You like it this much?”

“To eat just because you like it, you have to pay attention. Besides, by the time her hair gets thicker…… I didn’t want to be sick with my family.”

Milia’s expression darkened noticeably.

She missed seeing that figure. Come to think of it, she didn’t think it was a good idea to bring up the story of her hometown in front of her.

“You said something useless. Sorry.”

“No. Because it’s gone now. I am a proud guardian knight of the Empire. She has always been, and always will be.”

“Yes.”

A series of disturbances in High Linx.

It is said that Leonard Lean Tour sent her letter to Milia while trying to settle the matter. Perhaps it was a letter telling her that she could continue working as a guardian knight.

I brought her glass to my mouth to quench her thirst. Fruit flavor spreads in the mouth with the smell of spicy alcohol.

This is her name Sangria.

“Don’t you eat Sir Fried? Is it the best cake in the empire?”

“Um.”

Is that enough? I followed her and put her cake in her mouth, but I didn’t appreciate her other than her sweetness and freshness.

Perhaps it’s obvious, I’m used to the strong seasonings and spices of modern Korea, and spicy food.

“As expected, sweet things don’t really go well with my mouth.”

“Is that so? That’s too bad.”

“Anyway, something tastes familiar.”

I ate the cake again. It also tasted familiar.

Where did you eat it? I searched my memory, and then I realized.

“Ah, when Lautrec was bored, she used to buy food for Yuria.”

“…… Sir Lautrec?”

“It was when I was interrogating Yuria. They kept putting cakes in the luxurious room. Traditionally, women can’t eat sweets, that was Guy’s theory. In fact, that was true only for YuRia.”

“Um.”

At those words, Millia looked down at her plate as if slightly stabbed.

There was a cake that had already been placed more than half way.

A subtle reaction. I made a hasty excuse.

“No, no, I didn’t say it specifically aimed at you.”

“I know. I know…….”

Milia grumbles like that.

As she pondered over how to get her words out, Milia’s expression as she was looking at me gradually hardened.

Seeing someone behind her shoulder, Milia hurriedly lowered her head and crawled under her table.

“Why, why is that?”

Let’s quickly turn around.

“Ugh.”

A man and woman are walking along the roadside outside the store’s window, and a little girl advances.

I heard that even a tiger will come if you tell me.

“Lautrec and Yuria? And…… Saira?”

Lautrec and Yuria were walking side by side, and Seira was toddling in front of them with a triumphant expression.

Why are they here?

I thought about it, but the answer came quickly.

Well, today was a holiday. It was only natural that Milia and I were leisurely slicing cakes at the bakery right now.

They were walking down the street, checked the signboard of the bakery, and started laughing brightly. It was poised to come in soon.

If it gets caught, it will take a year to explain. Lautrec and Yuria would be fine, but if something happened to Seira.

“…… Ph, Sir Fried.”

It seemed I wasn’t the only one who thought so.

Millia grabbed the hem of my coat with her terrified face.

“Should I run away?”

“I’ll run away.”

It was unanimous.

*

After hurriedly paying the bill, I followed the waiter’s guidance and exited through the back door of the store and walked down the back alley for a while.

Unlike the luxurious and beautiful streets, the back alleys were not maintained at all. The puddles caused by the rain the day before gave off a foul stench everywhere, and a clothesline was strewn across the alley overhead.

“It was a mistake.”

Millia mumbled with a sullen expression as she gently bit her thumb nail.

“I overlooked that it was a holiday. I couldn’t believe my sister would stop by here.”

“Because the prom just ended.”

“I haven’t eaten yet… …. There are many things to pack…….”

Millia grunted for a while, then let her shoulders droop.

It was strangely like a child.

“You can come back next time.”

“… ….”

At those words, Milia slightly raised her head.

The twinkling blue eyes somehow remind me of a kitten with delicious food in front of it.

“Next…… That is.”

“Yes. It means that we will come together one more time later.”

Anyway, the store was located on the street right in front of the imperial palace, so accessibility was good. It took less than an hour to walk from the castle to here.

It is a perfect location to take a walk every holiday.

“So, can I come next month?”

“Of course not.”

“Everything, next week?”

“That’s fine too.”

“In three days?”

“Is it the Sabbath? It doesn’t matter, then.”

Milia heard me and her eyes widened. Then she smiles softly and she nods her head vigorously.

“So, can I promise you now?”

“Why ask something obvious? Of course.”

“Then…… On the very next Sabbath…….”

Just as she was about to continue her speech in her stutter, she was suddenly interrupted by an uninvited guest.

“Sorry for the good mood.”

A gruff voice, as if it were full of phlegm.

Looking back at her, there were three or four men in rags standing at the end of her alley.

They were looking at me with tearing smiles, some of their eyes licking Milia’s body.

“What are you?”

I asked with a frown, and the ragged man in the lead answered in a gruff tone.

“You don’t have to know that. All he needs to know is that he stepped into our territory.”

“…… Hmm.”

I tilted my head.

“You look like you have a lot, but I will patronize you. You just have to put down your wallet and leave.”

“… ….”

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“However, I will leave the woman over there.”

Once I heard that, I understood.

“Are you guys bullies?”

“Brother, I don’t think you understand the situation.”

The man in rags widened his eyes.

He punched his fist and made a bone clatter.

“If you refuse, you will die. Do you understand now?”

I was dumbfounded and laughed out loud.

I never imagined that something like this would happen.

Mere beggars attempting to rob the Empire’s guardian knights? Isn’t that crazy

Since I possessed this world, or to be precise, since I had the body of Freed, I’ve never had an apostle or a bully fight against me.

Because ordinary people’s blunt blades could never hurt them. To that extent, Fried’s body was superhuman itself.

That’s why I didn’t expect to encounter such an unexpected event.

“Aha.”

After thinking for a while, I realized.

The suit I’m wearing, and the dark blue dress Milia is wearing. Don’t they just look like a pair of wealthy aristocratic lovers who don’t know the world?

Besides, this is a dark back alley. Unlike our enhanced vision, beggars cannot see our faces. You’d think he was just a fledgling aristocrat with a big physique.

How should I do this?

It’s annoying to cause a commotion for no reason.

Looking at their behavior, it looked like they had no ties to the afterlife. In other words, they are the scum of society that has no ties to the thieves’ guild and other organizations in the underground canal.

“Milia, you said that? What do you want to do?”

I said that and turned around.

I saw Millia with her bloody expression on her face and swallowed her saliva.

“…… Leave it to me.”

Millia stepped in front of her with her fists clenched.

Looking at her back, I asked cautiously.

“Milia, are you angry?”

“Of course I was angry.”

She muttered in a low voice, holding her breath.

“It was time to make an appointment. It was a perfect development. Those trash…….”

“That Milia?”

“Yes.”

“Can’t you kill me?”

“I will try.”

While muttering that, Milia approached her and her shoulders trembled.

It seems that the thugs had a different idea when they saw Milia like that. She giggled and made strange noises with her mouth, or made obscene gestures with her hands.

“My lady, I will treat you kindly, so don’t worry. We’ll do better than that coward over there.”

“Noisy, scum of society.”

With that, Milia put her hand inside her dress.

It seemed like she was trying to take off her clothes, but the beggars laughed with their mouths ripped open.

Sureureung.

They’s laughter changed to astonishment as the silver blade of the sword protruded from within.

Runes engraved in gold on the blade. Soon, the blade of the sword began to be enveloped in golden mana.

A sword made from a meteorite that Leonard gave me as a gift.

Couldn’t you have put that inside your dress?

“This is a f*cking article!”

The thugs who grasped the situation began to run away in a panic, but when Milia reached out her hand, a man running ahead bounced back with a scream of despair as if he had hit a transparent wall.

Screams heard in succession. All of them were blocked by the magic barrier that Millia had cast, and they were all trapped.

Another one.

The sound of shoes echoes through the alley.

“Now, I was wrong! I was wrong! I didn’t know you were a knight! You really didn’t know?! No, I didn’t know!”

The thug who had been trying to extort money and goods with great vigor until earlier begged her by begging her forehead in her gutter, but Millia didn’t blink an eye.

She raised her sword in front of his eyes.

I hit it straight down.

With the back of a knife, of course.

Bagak.

With the sound of something breaking, the thug fell unconscious without even being able to scream.

Millia muttered with her head bowed.

“It was a good atmosphere after all.”

“…… Hee, hee hee!”

“Because of the insignificant garbage.”

After that, Milia seemed to disappear from sight, and the commotion ended with a few screams.

Around her standing tall in her place, men with her arms and legs grotesquely bent were lying around.

A scene from a horror movie.

I cautiously approached Millia and said.

“Hey, Millia.”

“Yes.”

“The place I wanted to go…… Shall we go?”

At that, Millia paused her words for a moment, then turned her body around with her sword intact in her arms.

Her face was not bright as if she had always been like that.

“Yes. Great!”

“… ….”

Seeing this, I could clearly feel it.

Sister Liantour.

They definitely resemble each other.