I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With - I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With chapter 153

153 – The Mouse King – (complete)

“A lot of information has been exchanged. The Cult of the Moon and the Apostle’s Attack. And to think that the daughter of Count Iscobal, whom I thought was dead, would be revered as a saint.”

After Guardian Knight Fried Iscoval left the basement, Hilda, who had been standing there leaning against the wall in silence, opened her mouth.

The thin tent separating the rooms had disappeared. That’s why Hilda was able to clearly see the real face of the Mouse King.

“Is it okay as it is?”

Hilda let out a light sigh and said.

The wind hasn’t been good lately.

Invasion of the apostles and priests into the underground water, and Aranion’s attack. All of them were cases that could overthrow the empire’s underworld. According to him, even the Blood Relatives and the Church of the Moon are attacking the capital. The future was bleak.

All of this started when Fried’s eyes changed. Hilda had no intention of blaming him, but she couldn’t help feeling a little resentful.

“So, shall we continue the investigation? I don’t know if it could be dangerous. Other branches are also complaining about this.”

Cult of Blood and Moon. As long as all these things were related to the foreign church, it was dangerous to step in further. Because it was something I didn’t know if there might be a spark.

The mouse king, who had been silent at Hilda’s question, opened his mouth.

But his voice wasn’t that of an old man with cracks like it used to be.

“It’s not up to us to decide if it’ll be okay, Hilda. It’s up to the circumstances and needs to judge.”

“I guess so.”

What resonated was a woman’s voice.

Hilda looks up and sees the mouse king. And instead of the old man, a woman with wine-red hair was sitting there. Her purple eyes twinkled in the light through her hair, which covered half of her face.

This is the real face of the Mouse King. Externally, he was wearing a mask, but the real Mouse King was just a crippled woman who couldn’t move her legs.

“Above all, it is too risky to remain neutral. You know that. We have always lived by cheating strong ropes.”

“I did.”

“In that sense, how does the article called Fried look? Are you someone we can stand up for?”

“…… Well.”

Hilda groaned softly.

In the meantime, she thought she knew Fried well, but these days, all of his behavior was unpredictable.

It’s like he’s become a different person, and Hilda is having a hard time getting to know him too.

“If you like my personal opinion…… I think you can walk.”

“Why?”

“Yes, he is strong. It’s not a bit eccentric, even if it is…… That’s why I think it’s more reliable.”

Fried Iscobal.

At one time, he was notorious for being a mad dog, but now that he has become a protector of the border, he seems to be more famous with the nickname of Apostle Slayer. In fact, the fact that he had defeated Arwen, the apostle of corruption, and put an end to Atral, the apostle of stinginess, and Phedras, the apostle of the abyss, had spread throughout the continent.

“Above all, it seems that he has a connection with the Archmage, so he has a strong backing.”

Hilda explained that, but the mouse king stared at her face with interest.

Looks like you can see through the floor. Hilda’s gaze was a little burdensome.

Then the Mouse King spoke.

“Does Hilda like Freed?”

The mouse king suddenly asked, and she frowned.

No matter how much you joke, this is kind of offensive.

“Are you crazy? Who likes something like that? I don’t like bad boys in the first place, and I don’t like rude guys like that.”

“Well, I guess.”

As Hilda opened her eyes, the Mouse King smiled and nodded. And there was a little displeasure in her purple eyes.

“That’s rude.”

I wondered if he was muttering like that, but then he sighed. The fan she was holding is thrown down.

“How safe! I! Still in the underworld! You are higher than the emperor!”

The mouse king writhed and writhed, but he couldn’t do anything because he couldn’t move his legs.

“What? What about a mouse? Mouse grandpa?! Do you think that makes sense?”

“I can’t.”

“Yes! No way!”

In the end, the mouse king caught his breath and poured out gossip about Fried. Then he picked up a fan that had fallen to the ground.

Then she slightly bowed her head to Hilda.

“Sorry, I looked bad.”

“It’s okay. I know you won’t be like that someday.”

“… ….”

“It’s true.”

Hilda said that and glanced at the mouse king.

By all appearances, she looks nothing but the daughter of a well-bred aristocratic family. However, her lineage has ruled the underworld here for generations.

Several years ago, after the previous king’s death, his crippled daughter succeeded him and inherited the title of Mouse King.

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Externally, the setting is that the previous mouse king is still sitting in his seat.

“…… It shouldn’t be known.”

A very big thing will happen.

The big names in the underworld of the Empire won’t admit that this insignificant woman is their leader.

“But! That bastard was rude earlier!”

“Yes. You must be.”

Of course, Hilda agreed with that.

*

I headed straight for the Royal Guard that way.

Unsurprisingly, the captain of the guard, Yuriad Elbaek, was sitting cross-legged and sipping a cup of tea.

“What, again. Wasn’t it sparring with Lord Eina?”

“It’s over. And…… I have a business for this and that.”

I pulled the chair across from me and sat down, and it seemed that Uriad also had a hunch that there was a serious problem with me.

He untied his legs and put his hands together on the table.

“So, what happened?”

“Arwen, the Apostle of Corruption, will attack soon.”

“… ….”

At those words, Yuriard froze.

“Tell me in detail.”

At Uriah’s urging, I explained the information I knew and the new news I had obtained from the Thieves Guild.

The story didn’t take long.

When he even delivered the news that Cleta was revered as the leader of the Church of the Moon, Yuri Erd nodded as if he understood everything.

Perhaps it is because he was also the person who was at the center of the tragedy 20 years ago, so the story is really fast.

“In addition to blood relatives…… Emerging denomination. In addition, Cleta is on the move, so……. The situation is urgent.”

“Yes. That’s why I’m here to come up with a solution.”

“Huh.”

Uriard wiped his forehead and sighed.

Well, I felt the same way.

Because it meant that the remaining enemies would open fire.

“First of all, the organization of the Capital Defense Forces must be reformed. I don’t know if they’ll understand.”

“About the Cult of the Moon case.”

“Yes. Let’s seek cooperation from Elvendel in advance. I don’t know if it will turn out well.”

After saying that, Uriard looked at me with narrowed eyes.

“It would have been easier if someone somewhere hadn’t broken the chin of the council chairman of Elvendel.”

“…… hahahaha.”

Act 1, was it during the council of elders?

It seemed that the councilor who suddenly got dirty and slapped him was actually the council president of Elvendel. In fact, it seemed that they were treating me like a traitor there.

“Talking to the State Church… ….”

“It won’t work. These guys are so savvy. Besides, since the distance is far away, it is impossible for their breath to reach them.”

“Is that so?”

“First of all, it seems that the church has no problems externally.”

In the end, it means that there is nothing you can do right now.

No matter how much Yuri Erd was in charge of guarding the imperial palace, he could not control the forces of the entire empire. Because this was the responsibility of the Supreme Commander. And, of course, they move according to the Emperor’s words.

The problem is that Lynchia’s current position is not very good.

There would be a huge backlash from the initiative, and it was unknown whether they would follow through even if they gave orders without even dissuading them from the administrators or officials.

Besides, the local nobles are going to go wild, so we’ll have to come up with a countermeasure.

That is.

“It’s a total mess.”

“Yes.”

Yuri Erd nodded.

I let out a deep sigh.

“Nothing works.”

Well, that was roughly what I expected. I didn’t think it would go well.

Actually, the reason I came to talk to Uriard was for another reason.

Now it was time to get to the point. I leaned in and opened my mouth.

“So, I want to ask you one favor.”

“What is it?”

“I want to meet my mother.”

“…… That she is a mother.”

“I am referring to the ‘mother’ who will be here in the basement of the imperial palace.”

At those words, Yuriard’s eyes widened.

Then it opened slowly in his mouth. There was considerable embarrassment in that expression.

“How did you know that?”

“Yeah…… There are ways.”

Uriard, who seemed to be thinking for a while, hit the table with a bang.

“Did you ask those guys in the gutter again?”

“…… hahahaha.”

“Didn’t I tell you! There’s nothing good about hanging out with them.”

Uriad expresses passion.

I shrugged.

It seemed that such a calm attitude gave more heat, but Yuriard soon regained his composure and said.

“What…… Good night. Since the head of the clan is targeting us anyway, there will be nothing to hide or hide.”

“Thank you.”

“What?”

Just do it.

The teacup Yuriard was holding hit me on the top of my head.

“Awesome.”

It hurts, but I endured it.

When I looked up, he was already standing up.

“Where are you going?”

“Why do you ask when you know?”

Yuri Erd sighed and took a key from his chest.

The key to drawing streamlines. Bloody mana was swaying around.

Perhaps it is the door leading to the basement of the castle.

“We are going to meet ‘Mother’ from now on.”

At those words of Uriard, I smiled in repentance.

“Yes.”

From now on, the person I am going to meet is a being known collectively as “Mother.”

As described in the game, ‘Ema, the mother of blood relatives’.

In other words, it was a woman who had taken the position of the leader of the clan in the past.