I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With - I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With chapter 162

162 – The Calm Before the Storm – (complete)

“… ….”

Yuria clenched her fists and looked at Emma, the former apostle of fresh blood, who was sitting in front of her. She pursed her lips to get her words out, but she couldn’t speak.

Afraid? Anger? Whatever she was, Yuria was visibly agitated now.

“I-I… ….”

Yuria Nruin has lived more than half of her life as a priest of the church. Since the sentences of the foreign press, which were like her shackles, were carved into her tongue, everything she had belonged to the church, and furthermore, to her foreign press.

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Her feelings for Sado, her spokesperson for the foreign press, were not favorable at all. There were exceptions like Seneca, but that was only a small part.

Above all, what is in front of her eyes is the fresh-blooded apostle Emma. At the time, she was one of the four apostles who captured and intimidated Yuria.

That’s why Yuria decided that if she met Emma, she would pour out all kinds of curse words just like Freed at the time.

But when she faced her directly, she couldn’t speak.

The reason is probably.

“…… Why, Yuria.”

Lautrec Pendrin, a knight gently stroking her own back, perhaps to ease her tension.

And Fried Iscobal, staring at him with an interesting gaze.

Finally, Sado Emma has a strangely sad look in her eyes, as if she will humbly accept whatever words come out of her own mouth.

“… ….”

Yuria sighed.

It must be that her hair has gone awry. It must be because he enjoyed a peaceful daily life for too long.

I was caught in the hands of the imperial guardian knight and archmage that I was so afraid of, and I went out to eat sweet dessert, to see the night view of the city, and on the night of the ball…….

“…… Alas, indeed! Worst!”

Yuria shouted, clutching her head. As soon as she flashes back her memories, her face all heats up.

Everyone looks at themselves with puzzled eyes. The most infuriating of all was Lautrec’s hearty smile.

She told me then to look at her as a woman, but isn’t she still treated as a child?

Adding to her strange sense of selfishness, shame, and finally anger, Yuria strode closer to her. Then, pretending to be her, she raised her index finger and pointed at her ema.

“You.”

“…… Okay.”

“This time…… No, I’m passing it on just this time.”

As soon as I said that, Emma’s eyes suddenly widened.

“Keep in mind. Never give up The knights here can slaughter them in an instant. Neither do I.”

“Yuria, I am.”

“Lautrec is out for a while.”

At that, Lautrec hardened his expression, but he didn’t care.

“So no more… ….”

They stop talking. The finger pointing to her ema was trembling slightly.

Perhaps she sensed this as well, her expression softened slightly.

In the end, YuRia closed her eyes and continued her words as if to spit them out.

“No more…… Please don’t take my life away From now on, never, no matter what!”

“… ….”

A moment of silence.

Then, Emma slowly nodded her head and took Yuria’s hand.

“Sure. Promise and…… As for the evil I had done before…….”

“I apologized. If you promised…… Because it happened.”

Yuria pursed her lips and turned her body as if to shake off her hand. Then Lautrec stared at him, unable to control her twitching lips.

As expected, I get pissed off.

“What, what are you looking at? Go, go.”

“Yes, yes.”

The sound of leggings creaking behind Yuria’s back as she strides forward.

When I glanced around, I saw Sylphy, the highest wind spirit riding on Lautrec’s shoulder, giggling.

She tried to scream because she was so feverish, but Lautrec placed her hand on Yuria’s shoulder.

“Yuria.”

“…… What, what is it?”

“Is there something you want to eat today? Isn’t it a day worth celebrating?”

“… ….”

Yuria blankly looked up at Lautrec, but he only shrugged her shoulders.

“As usual, that store?”

“…… Yes.”

She nodded with her head bowed.

In response, Sylphy, who was riding on her shoulder, started to laugh even louder.

“…… Worst.”

YuRia muttered softly as her face grew hot.

*

“Look at that. Not everyone hates you.”

After Yuria left, Emma was staring at the place where they had disappeared. She seemed to be in danger from that back, so she hinted at her words.

When Emma heard me, she dropped her shoulders and turned her head away. She had a somewhat careless expression on her face.

“Certainly, yes.”

“Yes. So don’t worry about when you will die, think about living.”

She is an insectivore in her own words, but Emma was an indispensable and valuable force in the battle against the cult.

It’s difficult for her to not be motivated.

Emma nodded her head in agreement with what I said.

“That’s right. In any case, in order to repay Jim, I will have to become the adversary of Kazimir.”

“Well, think for yourself.”

For a moment, Emma was silent.

Cora, who was looking between the two of us, twisted her legs around as if the long silence was awkward.

“About the oath.”

This is what Emma suddenly said.

“Did you think about it?”

“Not yet. To be honest, I can’t even get my bearings.”

“I guess so.”

“What comes to mind is…… I’m going to kill Cleta. Not by me, of course, but by someone else.”

I can’t kill Cleta. If that’s the case, I’ll have no choice but to borrow someone else’s hand to kill him. I won’t be able to intervene in the process at all.

But Cleta was on par with Arwen, no, by now it was highly likely that she would have become stronger than him.

Defeat the incarnation of the abyss by force. That was only possible if Lynxia, who had been steadily riding her performance tree until the 8th act, ran her raid with her numerous support.

Moreover, with Arwen, Kazimir, and Seneca’s aid added, it’s next to impossible to defeat Cleta.

As expected, it was an unrealistic method.

“Well, it might be difficult.”

“I guess so. Your sister is the biggest piece of foreign media at this point. Now that Atral and Phaedras are dead, you have potential that no other apostle can match.”

“So, is there any way?”

“I don’t have it, but I don’t want to say it out of my mouth right now. Besides, I don’t think you, kid, will understand.”

Emma brought her words out like that, but she gently closed her eyes.

“I don’t know what it is, but you don’t have to tell me if you don’t like it.”

“Yes.”

As if her story had ended here, she slowly rose from her seat and started down her slope.

Aren’t you going to tell me? His mysticism is the real problem.

In the end, I decided to take the sword from Cora and move on.

The destination was the steeple.

*

The steeple towering high in the imperial palace.

The place where Lyncia was imprisoned right after the National Day terror attack in the past.

I climbed up there and looked down at the panoramic view of the imperial palace with my hand on the balcony. You can also see the capital city beyond the long wall.

Soon this place will become a battlefield.

At that thought, a wry smile came out.

“Cora.”

“Huh?”

“How about you leave the capital even for a short while?”

“…… Me?”

Cora bobbed his head, seemingly contemplating, but then shook his head.

“No, I’m fine.”

“It will be dangerous.”

“I know. Because I just heard it. How many times have you already crossed the line? You can get over it this time too.”

Cora flirted like that before adding cautiously.

“Besides, if I fall into danger again, the driver will help me, right?”

“Yeah…… Yes.”

“Then I will stay here too. It’s three times your annual salary.”

Kora responds with strength to the word three times.

I laughed out loud.

“Yes…… You are a snob too.”

“Only anyone would do it.”

How many minutes must have passed as we gazed at the scenery while chatting like that. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps clattering from the round staircase under the spire began to be heard.

Turning around, there was a blonde haired female knight, Milia Lian Tour, who had just stepped onto the balcony.

She looked at me with her eyes wide open before opening her mouth.

“Huh?”

“Is it Millia?”

“Sir Fried, what happened here… ….”

Milia looked back and forth between me and Cora for a moment before she let out a sigh and bowed her head.

“I never expected to see you in a place like this.”

“I am. I thought she was going to a meeting with Yuri Erd.”

“It just ended. In the end, it wasn’t much different from what I said earlier. What is noteworthy is…… Is it about emphasizing military discipline? It will be of no use to Sir Fried.”

Milia trudged towards me.

“So what are you doing here?”

At Milia’s question, I stood back a little.

Then she naturally took up the space between me and Cora. I said to Millia, who was looking outside the imperial palace.

“It seems to be the same reason as yours.”

“Are you trying to clear your mind? Also, people think alike. It must be true that colleagues resemble each other.”

Milia chuckled and looked in my direction.

Blonde hair gleams brilliantly in the late summer sun.

Unlike Xia Lin, who matches her moonlight, her face, which resembles her sunlight, inadvertently loses her gaze.

Let’s wait for a while.

“Sir Fried.”

“Yes.”

She looked at my face for a moment, then hurriedly wiped her mouth looking at the scenery outside the palace, then glanced at Cora again.

And her quick-witted Cora had sprinted down her balcony as soon as she caught her gaze.

In the end, there are only two left. The only person eavesdropping on the story is that bright red sun high in the sky.

Milia took a deep breath as if she had gotten her mind together, and then she slowly opened her mouth.

“I have something I want to tell you when this job is over.”

“… ….”

“Will you listen?”

Millia’s eyes were visibly shaking as she looked closely.

She seemed to be so nervous right now that she couldn’t even pay attention to managing her expression.

Quivering lips, slightly flushed cheeks. And a meaningfully drawn out sentence.

I could easily guess what Milia wanted to convey.

Even though I was a bit squeamish, it wasn’t that I didn’t care at all.

“Yes.”

I thought about it, but the answer came sooner than that.

“I will listen, your confession.”

“…… Hey, it’s not a confession! I am! Something like that, nothing like that…… Called…… I think…….”

Her face went red and she was talking gibberish, but she eventually let her voice sink into her rathole and lowered her head.

Eventually, Milia raised her head and her face turned red like a carrot.

“No, think whatever you want. After all, you promised.”

“Yes.”

“…… Well, I’ll see you here when it’s all over.”

“However, never die.”

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“Yes. As promised that day, I will not die.”

“Okay.”

I could see Milia clenching her fists in response to her answer.

The look was a bit humorous, so I smiled.

It is also true that Lynxia’s face appeared in her mind. However, it was impossible to say anything that would disappoint her expectations in the current situation, with Milia Lian Tour ahead, and most of all, with her church facing a desperate battle.

Look at the panoramic view of the Imperial Palace again.

Milia and I, who took the last look at the beautiful scenery of the soon-to-be ruined imperial palace, just slowly watched the sun go down without anyone saying anything.

“… ….”

As expected, the taste was bitter.