My Wife the Empress is Becoming Frightening - My Wife the Empress is Becoming Frightening chapter 35

35. The identity of the sense of incongruity

Episode 35

A battle between hero-level strongmen, which is said to be a matter of luck if you see it at least once in your life as a warrior.

Garel and the Imperial Knights hurriedly backed away and widened their distance in order not to get in the way of the fight as well as to see it properly.

With Samuel, of course.

“Wow, I thought I was really dying after a long time.”

Samuel, who was confirmed to be Isaac’s younger brother, made a joke as he was carefully transported by Garel and the Imperial Knights.

However, contrary to his flirtatious tone, because he moved beyond the limit, his body suffered more serious damage than Garrel or the Imperial Knights.

Garrel cautiously asked Samuel, who politely dragged along but kept his eyes on Isaac’s fight.

“Are you okay? If you go to the institutional prison, you will be able to provide at least first aid.”

“Ah, okay. Thank you for your concern, but it will be better if you just rest for a few days.”

It was Samuel who suffered almost no direct internal or external injuries.

Nevertheless, the reason he suffered more severe damage than the others was because he abused his entire body to the level of torture in order to withstand the offensive of the Black Knight, who was much stronger than himself.

Samuel, who knew from experience that even if he couldn’t stand up right now, would recover on its own over time, he told Garel and the Imperial Knights who were still looking at him anxiously.

“Wouldn’t it be better to watch the fight of the older brother properly? Aside from the fact that it is rare to see heroic battles between heroes, it is also harder than I thought to see the battle of the big brother who was completely blown away.”

It wasn’t too hard to see that Isaac was pissed off, even if he wasn’t an immediate family member like Samuel.

Meyer people have a strong tendency to become belligerent during battle, so most of them had a tendency to enjoy the battle itself, although they may not know it.

“But look. He doesn’t seem to be enjoying the battle as usual.”

Garrel and the Imperial Knights turned their heads to Isaac and the Black Knight’s struggle and agreed with Samuel’s words. Isaac’s appearance in their eyes was not his usual, relaxed and cheerful appearance as always.

Garrel and the Imperial Knights came up with the same idea when they saw Isaac wielding a sword with a terrifying killing intent to kill the enemy, with a face like a demon.

“I mean it sincerely.”

“I’m glad he’s not your enemy.”

“right?”

Samuel nodded his head with a smile as he watched his older brother’s battle shattering the surrounding terrain.

The members of the Moonlight Troupe also stayed back as much as possible to avoid getting in the way of the Black Knight like themselves, so the Black Knight, unlike earlier, was fighting Isaac with all his might.

There is no one here who can follow the movements of the two people with their eyes. However, from the moment the battle began until now, everyone could sense that Isaac had the upper hand.

As the struggle continued, the victory leaned toward Isaac, and whenever that fact was seen, joy and sorrow were mixed between the Moonlight Troupe, Garel, and the Imperial Knights.

However, Samuel tilted his head and murmured, as if something had hit him, even though Isaac was winning.

“Hmm. After all, that guy is weird.”

“You mean the black knight?”

“huh. It’s a guess, but he’s probably not a pure human being.”

“yes?!”

Samuel also vaguely sensed the discomfort that Isaac felt when he first met the black knight the other day.

The sensation he had sensed before he came here became even stronger when he directly confronted the black knight with his sword, and when he saw him fighting Isaac there, his doubts became certain.

“Well, then there might be hidden powers, so I should hurry up and tell the captain… !”

“What are you talking about? Are you really my big brother’s subordinate? There’s no way my eldest brother wouldn’t know what I noticed.”

Isaac stopped his sword abruptly before Samuel finished his words to bruise Garrel.

—

I told Marianne when the imperial palace was attacked, but if I could just send a hero-level strongman as an assassin, I would have done it long ago.

It doesn’t make sense that those who had a grudge against the Empire were enduring it because of the situation on this side.

More than anything else, the fact that he purposely tried to separate me or tricked me with Ignis, the mad magician of flames, was what bothered me the most.

Crucially, the sense of incongruity he felt facing the black knight at that time and the strangeness he noticed from the moment they began exchanging swords now added grounds for his supposed assumption.

Because of that, I stopped the sword once.

[Suddenly what? Are you underestimating me just because I’m slightly ahead of you?]

It’s not that I’m a little ahead of me, I’m a lot ahead of me, but that doesn’t mean I’m belittling it. It’s clear that he’s an opponent that can’t be caught off guard even now.

However, it was not an opponent that had to be fought without an inch of margin.

“Do you remember me?”

[what?]

Despite covering his face with a helmet, his embarrassing emotions were conveyed properly. And the answer that followed was also as expected.

[what are you talking about? We must have met for the first time today?]

“is it. then what’s your name? can you remember it?”

[My Name… … ?]

The black knight’s bewilderment turned to confusion. Can’t even remember your own name?

“Or do you think your movements are strange? Didn’t you notice that I wasn’t performing at my full potential because of the strong restrictions placed on each and every action?”

Should I call it a restriction or a curse? Presumably, with the original skills of the black knight, I wouldn’t have been able to gain the upper hand as easily as I do now.

His true strength should be on par with mine. Considering the fact that they were enemies, it was self-evident that there would be no repercussions if they were killed now.

Even if he really is the enemy.

“That armor is controlling you.”

[gibberish!]

It’s not bullsh*t. That armor wasn’t common. Even though it had strong power in itself, for some reason, that armor was not protecting the wearer, but restraining it.

As the power of the black knight who fought me grew stronger, the restraints of the armor also became stronger. As if the restraints should not be broken.

“What you are wearing is something I have never seen before, even for me, who knows all of the fairly famous weapons created by humans, different races, and demons. I’m giving you sincere advice, but no matter how you look at it, it’s not normal, so you better take it off right away.”

I won’t take it off even if I say this. To be precise, you won’t be able to take it off of your own will.

[What the hell… … I’m being manipulated… … ? My Name… ?]

Confusion grew. Now just shake it one more time

“Apart from me, there are only three people known to have hero-level powers in this era.”

Among them, only one wielded a sword.

“Low Rekensus, the old dragon slayer. Isn’t that you?”

[Ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah!]

The reaction was dramatic. The moment he heard that name, the aura of the black knight who screamed was changed at once.

Even after that, the armor could not be shaken off, but it was clear that the binding force was being pushed instead.

“Besides, this aura… … .”

I felt like I wasn’t human, but it was the energy of a dragon. Does that mean that Low Rekensus was a dragon?

“No, not Yongin.”

I was able to know it because I was at an age where I had seen more of different races than the faces of my family members. As the name suggests, Yongin is a mixture of dragon and human blood, so it feels like the blood of the two races are mixed.

“On the other hand, should I say it feels like you made a new vessel based on a human body and filled it with the power of a dragon?”

The source of power was the heart. Because the strong dragon’s energy was escaping from there. I don’t know how they created such a body, but it’s probably not human technology.

“If you use a human body to absorb the energy of a dragon, it will explode with a bang.”

I wondered how he did it, but it didn’t matter very much right away. With that thought in mind, I looked down at Low Rekensus, who collapsed in pain and twisted violently.

All that remains is to observe the results. The best is, of course, for Low Rekensus to shake off the curse and throw off his armor.

“And the worst is being eaten by the curse.”

It will be later, but I want to find out where the guys from the Three Kingdoms Alliance who control him got that armor.

Even if you are a hero level strongman, you can handle it as you please, which means that there is a possibility that I will become like that too.

In the meantime, Low Rekensus’ movement stopped for a moment. I myself hoped that he would overcome the curse and become hostile to the Three Kingdoms Alliance, who brainwashed him.

“I couldn’t get over it.”

[——-!]

It seemed that he was finally swallowed up by the curse. It’s not his fault. As soon as he judged that the armor couldn’t stop the suppressed dragon’s energy from escaping, he mixed his own curse with that energy, and that was the result.

At this point, it’s more like a creature than a weapon.

“If you leave it alone, it will become a Witchbeast. At least I will kill you with my own hands while still human.”

Responding to my reawakening, Low Rekensus charged me. Is it the memory of the body or the instinct to live that does not let go of the sword even if it is in a state where it is unable to speak the language?

“Well, neither of them has any meaning now.”

After dodging the sword lightly, I punched the abdomen with a fist to make it bend, then struck the sword at the guy’s neck.

I was about to drop my neck with this, but at that moment, part of the armor deformed and thickly covered my neck to block my sword.

Then, this time, it took the form of a beast moving on four legs, and ran to avoid the body in the same posture as it fell.

“… … … .”

It’s ridiculous. I’ve seen all kinds of things in my life, but I’m seeing something like this for the first time. Isn’t that a real creature?

If he continued like this, it was a problem that he would only waste time, but the bigger problem was that he did not know how far he would change.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Even if it was a bit overworked, I got my posture back to finish it at once. I wanted to kill him while maintaining his form as much as possible, but I couldn’t help it.

If you cut it into small pieces and grind it, the transformation you boast about will be meaningless.

I was on the verge of giving the final blow to the one who was making a beast cry as if he was wary of me.

“Huh, the black knight!”

Angelica Pax, who had been watching the battle from a distance where she would not be caught, was calling for him as she ran.

Even so, the sword could not be reaped. As I was about to swing my sword, a little regretful that I couldn’t get an autograph from Angelica Pax, who would be grinding with him, something strange came into my field of vision.

Why is he opening his mouth like that… … yea, isn’t it?

“Big brother!”

Before Samuel called, I had already changed my posture and was swinging my sword. Towards the Dragon’s Breath that Low Rekensus, who was transforming into a demonic beast, fired from his mouth.

When I raised the bottom of the breath flying from the front, the breath of an intense aura turned and flew into the sky.

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“Wait, it was dangerous… !”

If he had used the technique he was going to use at first, he would have been able to pulverize the Low Reckensus as planned, let alone the breath, but he would not have been able to block the aftermath of the breath going backwards instead.

If that were the case, Samuel, Garrel, and the Imperial Knights, who were barely able to move from exhaustion, would all die. I didn’t know it while cutting it out, but the institutional prison must have been destroyed.

“None either.”

Immediately after I hit my breath, the figures of Lowe Rekensus and Angelica Pax were gone.