The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess - The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess chapter 105

101. Inside the Manma War

101.

“No, that’s too much, fuck.”

The bronze-skinned elf’s face was filled with the desire to protest, but he couldn’t achieve his wish.

-Pavabat – !

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Because one side of the stone ceiling opened smoothly, and silver-tipped arrows literally ‘rained’.

“Back- !”

Zerpied shouted like a roar as he grabbed Ecilia and pushed her back roughly. In addition to the violent hand gestures, the suddenness was added, and the saintess’s screams ran through the blocked passage. She was practically forced to, but she couldn’t afford to care.

-Kiiiiing – !

The arrows were right in front of them.

Out of sight, Perien grabbed her frigate and flung herself into her rear. As soon as he saw it, the Death Knight hugged her saint without hesitation and threw her body behind her.

-Huh ㅇㅇㅇㅇㅇ-!

As soon as their bodies hit the hard stone floor, a sound that makes the senses of the whole body rush past their heads. When the air forcibly torn by the arrows touched their fine hair, it was not even the arrows, but the air, but the sharp pain of trembling flesh pierced them.

“Heo Eok… ! Omg…… !”

A cold sweat runs down your body enough to make you forget for a moment that this is a jungle. My body feels numb, perhaps because the tension exploded in an instant. At one point, I couldn’t hear the sound of arrows rushing through the air at random. It seemed that they had all escaped toward the entrance of Manmajeon. Filling the torn air was the sound of their breathing. Another sound intervened in the middle of the breath sound.

“Shut up, are you done?”

It was the muttering of a frigate. No one answered But he knew the answer to his question.

-Rumble!

-Rumble!

-Rumble!

This is because three parts of the ceiling opened in succession. There were many silver-headed harpoons, not the same arrows as before. The harpoons that appeared in the three parts were aiming at different directions of the passage. It was obviously a form that covered the entire range of passages. It seemed to be for use in case the previously ejected arrow failed to eliminate the intruder.

The moment he saw it, Death Knight immediately pulled Partizan out of the shadows. She couldn’t help but pull out the Partisan. This time it was impossible to evade just by jumping backwards like before.

Since the two elves had doubts, they might be caught, but they couldn’t hesitate. As soon as he took out the Partizan, he spread it horizontally and began to spin it like a windmill.

-Qua gaga gak – !

As the blades of a windmill cut through the wind, the Partisan’s blade cut through the harpoons. There was a ghastly sound of metal being torn apart in all directions.

-Kigigigiing – !

It seems that the designers of this building tried to play the role of lighting by injecting gold into the walls in the middle, but there was no need now. The silver flags torn apart by the Partisans were shattered and embroidered the front. The three of them, except for the Death Knight, gasped and stared blankly at the silver light falling as if it were snowing.

-Swipe! Tsuzu means…… !

However, as if to remind you that it was not snow, the sound of falling silver pieces was not soft but sharp. Ferien, who had been gasping for breath at the sound, suddenly regained her senses and sparsely asked Zer Pied.

“W-Where is that spear… ? Bar, it wasn’t there until just now…… ?”

Zer Pied thought for a moment about what to say, then glanced at the saintess who was almost burrowing into her arms. Her saintess shuddered with her tiny body and was gasping for breath. He mounted her partisan on her back and placed her hand on Esilia’s shoulder.

“Are you okay?”

The saintess gasped and swallowed her breath, but nodded her head. After watching her for a moment, he turned her head again towards Ferien and Freygit, who still held her slumped position.

“Be careful. Apparently, this place has a lot of welcome tools for uninvited guests like us.”

The two elves nodded shyly. Fortunately, Perien was supporting her fiancé, so she asked no more questions about the Partisans. There seemed to be no such situation. At that time, Celia slowly stood up as she held her breath and took her calm.

At a glance, she looked very tired. The saintess pursed her lips. The voice that flowed from her weary lips was clearer than anyone else’s. Two different colored eyes staring at the elves

“Go back.”

Freiggit pursed her lips as if to retort, then closed them. It was because he knew that the crisis just before had happened because of him.

“Go back. It’s still just the entrance to the Manmajeon. It’s not too late. Did you see? This is a dangerous place. You might really lose your life.”

Hearing that, Perien bit the inside of her lip. She lowered her head to see her fiancé leaning against her. He was limp because of what he had just done. After looking at him for a moment, she opened her mouth.

“Okay, I’ll go back.”

The saintess nodded her head.

“Good idea… ….”

Ferien raised her head. She lifted her head, and the saintess’s red and blue eyes collided with hers. Her saintess made her body flinch at the sight of her straight gaze.

“But.”

And her straight gaze became more solid.

“At least make up for the mistake of the frigate. I’ll go back after that.”

With her eyes wide open, Celia finally let out a sigh.

“…… Seriously, I heard that Mr. Freight is very stubborn…. Give it a try. Are there any injuries?”

At that, Ferien smiled.

“I am fine. Look at my fiancé.”

Escelia moved closer to Freight, who sat in her seat and caught her breath. Her prigit looked at her and muttered in her voice, her bashfulness.

“…… Sorry.”

Cilia shook her head slowly.

“No. It’s not like that on purpose.”

Cilia gently reached out her hand and examined the affected leg on her frigate. Soon after, a soft golden light burst out and permeated her affected area. At the sight of the instant healing, the frigate vomited admiration. Perien, who was watching from her side, couldn’t shut her mouth as if she was bewitched by the mysterious sight.

While Esilia healed her frigate, Zer Pied slowly examined her aisle. But nothing particularly noteworthy was seen. She couldn’t find a part that differentiated the golden stone pressed by the frigate from other golden stones. It was not unreasonable for him to operate without knowing anything. He frowned.

‘I remember that traps like this didn’t work when I was with Demon King Revancalus.’

Manmajeon is a temple for all demons.

The builders here were the demons themselves. He built a temple for himself, turned it into an altar, and set fire to it. With the altar at the center, they built stone statues of themselves, erected monuments containing their achievements, and built various buildings such as blacksmiths who made weapons.

In a word, this place was like a city. A city inhabited by demons. A place created by integrating the skills the demons know.

That is Manmajeon. No matter how much time has passed, such a place is far from crumbling. Didn’t the trap to welcome intruders work without problems just a moment ago? At first glance, the splendor of the time has faded, but it still shows off its health.

That was the problem. Apparently, when he came here with Revancalus, he was a welcome guest, so there was no way the trap would work. And, of course, the Demon King and his subordinates did not have the hobby of showing and explaining traps to customers one by one. In other words, Zerfied knew nothing about the trap. He drool for a moment, then looked back and opened his mouth.

“Frigitt, Miss Ferien.”

“Huh?” “Why?”

The two elves, who were staring at the golden light like children, asked a question.

“I guess I should take care of Gemini.”