I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

63 – Homecoming – (1)

Archduke Harzfeld’s promise of full support was not wrong.

On the day of departure, as he had promised, a huge carriage was standing in front of the guard building.

It was the size of three tolerable wagons put together. In front of the carriage, four sturdy light gray horses galloped and stamped, and the coat of arms of the Archduke of Harzfeld, engraved in splendid gold on the ceiling of the carriage, shimmered in the sunlight.

“Uh…”

Isn’t this enough for the emperor to ride? Rather, it is a visual that looks more expensive than the carriage Lyncia rode in the bureau. Anyway, I don’t think it’s too burdensome luxury.

Millia looked at the carriage with a slightly tired expression, probably agreeing.

I scratched my cheek and said to Harzfeld, who was standing next to me.

“Isn’t that too much?”

“It’s a long journey. Above all, visiting Lumen El means you’re my guest, right? As the owner, you should show the utmost sincerity.”

“……hahahaha.”

He’s the annoying type.

As I was thinking that, the carriage door opened.

said Harzfeld, running a finger through his mustache.

“And Lumenel is wide and complex. I have prepared a reliable guide for you.”

“A guide?”

I looked at the carriage, and at the right time, a man with a rather stocky build and an elf woman with light purple hair appeared through the side door.

The latter was a figure I knew well.

“Sir Eina?”

The one-armed, mute Grandma Kamp smiled and made a gesture with her only hand, which was interpreted by the fat man next to her. I guess it’s sign language.

“He said it’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Sir Eina.”

“Uh……, and they say you’ve become handsome while you haven’t seen him.”

I pretended not to hear and hung my head.

“Sir Eina has lived in Lumen-El for more than a hundred years. Even though he can’t hold a sword right now, there is something he has accumulated so far. It will definitely be of great help on this journey.”

Nod.

Starting with Eina nodding her head, the fat guy next to me saluted me.

“This fellow is one of my attendants. His name is Todd. He’s a bit naive, but sincere. He’ll take care of the odds and ends of the gate traffic.”

“I’ve heard the story well. Thank you.”

True to its name, Todd, who has a toad-like impression, bent over, and Eina smiled and patted him on the back of the head.

It’s a bit unreliable impression, but there’s no reason to decline to say that it’s helpful. Shaking Todd’s shoulder, I thanked Harzfeld.

“Thank you, everyone.”

“There’s nothing to be grateful for. In a way, isn’t it a lifesaver? It’s like paying off the debt I owe to Yuriard.”

Harzfeld stopped talking and looked towards Milia.

“Above all, it is also the visit of the second daughter of the Grand Duke of Gold. From this side, it means more than just a favor.”

“…”

Millia received Harzfeld’s gaze and gave a stiff nod.

Well, Milia is also a figure of the Grand Duchess, even though she jumped out of her family. From Harzfeld’s point of view, it was no different than an honored guest.

After all, was it right to take Milia?

“Call me anytime if anything happens.”

Harzfeld smartly took out a magic tool from his chest and handed it to him.

Upon accepting it, Harzfeld raised an eyebrow.

His gaze was fixed behind my shoulder.

“And, it looks like you have another guest.”

“Yes?”

Hearing that, he looked behind him and saw a girl wearing a long white dress. Her white hair fell to her waist and was tied up in a ponytail.

It was even written in storage, so it must have jumped out in the middle of the meeting.

Of course, it was Lynchia.

Everyone bent their knees at the sudden appearance of the Empress. However, Lyncia didn’t care and walked around and stood in front of me.

Then, he glanced sideways at Millia. She puffed out her cheeks with a disapproving expression, then bent her knees to meet me at eye level.

“your majesty?”

“Fried. Can you give me a minute?”

Grabbing Lyncia’s small hand, I stood up.

“Can I know what your business is?”

“……that is.”

Lynchia hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“I have somewhere to go.”

*

“Here.”

The place Lincia guided me to was a place I was familiar with.

It was the mausoleum that was the stage for the second act, and especially the temple.

As the mausoleum was outside the imperial palace, the servants who followed her fiercely tried to dissuade her, but they were not strong enough to break her stubbornness.

“This place…….”

I stood right next to Lincia and looked around.

The ashes of the imperial family were enshrined in the temple. The amount was vast, as it was almost hundreds of bloodlines.

And.

“……Here it is.”

Lynchia stood tall in one of them.

He stretched out his hand and touched one of the tombstones, smiling faintly.

The tombstone she was touching was not decorated very fancy. It was plain, but it was just there, as if it were natural.

I lifted my foot and read the name written on the rain.

Cecil Ayrn in Hordi.

“Who is it?”

“My mother.”

“…”

“He died of an illness when I was very young.”

I realized inadvertently. in Hordi. Lynchia’s middle name was the name written on the tombstone.

Come to think of it, it didn’t appear in the game what happened to her mother. There was only a scene where the father, the former emperor, was killed in an attack on the National Foundation Day.

“Were you a good person?”

“Yes. A lot of that.”

Lynchia looked at me.

Her pursed lips seemed to be holding back something.

“He was kind. Everyone was indifferent, but he cared for my mother. Even when he was angry, he covered me.”

Lynchia lowered her shawl slightly, revealing whip marks along her chest.

The scars left by the emperor.

“This also happened right after my mother passed away… well, it must be something like that.”

“…”

“Ah, you don’t have to make such a tough face. Right now, it’s not like anything.”

Lynchia struggled to raise her hand and continued.

“When I came to the mausoleum, I suddenly thought of my mother. Since she passed away when I was young, I had never visited her. Abamama would never allow it, and in the first place, I couldn’t leave the imperial palace.”

“Is that so.”

“Yes. That’s why I came to see you when I became emperor. Of course, I can’t bring knights with me on such a private matter, so I called Fried, isn’t it okay?”

“of course.”

At my answer, Lyncia smiled slightly.

“I’m glad you have Fried.”

Soon, the words that followed were melancholy.

“Because there’s nobody around me.”

“Isn’t that so…”

“Freed.”

After I stopped talking, Lyncia looked at me.

“Is the decision to leave for the family estate similar to the reason I came here?”

“…”

Iscobal estate.

Perhaps an ugly and painful past related to Fried and his family is hidden. Go to Iscobal Manor. From Fried’s point of view, it would be no different from digging out his own scars.

In fact, the former Freed of possession never went to the territory, and Yuriard said that.

However, Fried also obtained the family key through the thieves’ guild, and he still felt distressed about things related to Cleta.

That is, he is still haunted by the past.

‘Cleta hates her. Soon, disaster will come.’

The words YuRia said lingered in my head.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

“It’s similar.”

When she finally answered that, Lyncia put on a relieved expression.

“Then I can’t stop you, neither as a lord nor as a human being.”

“sorry.”

“That’s it, please come back safely without getting hurt.”

Lynchia shrugged and spread her arms.

“This is another oath.”

With those words, she slowly hugged me.

It was a short hug, but the bittersweet scent from her hair tickled the tip of her nose.

Eventually, Lynchia withdrew and looked elsewhere with her cheeks stained red. Coincidentally, his gaze was directed toward the tombstone.

“Your mother will be surprised.”

“……hahahaha.”

Lyncia only regained her composure after clearing her throat several times.

And suddenly he spoke out.

“I have a present prepared for Fried.”

“A gift, you mean? But I already…”

“I have to give you a vacation, of course, and this is my sincerity. It’s a sincerity for the knight who is dedicated to me.”

She received a long box from the attendant in the back and handed it to me.

Looking at Lyncia, accepting it as it is, she nodded.

“Open it.”

“Mmm.”

I opened the lid of the box and held my breath.

What was there was a pure white sword with a long blade.

It was a sword that emitted pure white light as if it contained all the beauty of the world.

I knew this sword.

More than anything, because I’ve seen it many times in the game.

“Ernst.”

Imperial sword Ernst.

It was one of the most important items in Raising Empress.

It is the treasured sword of the Irin Dynasty, and a relic passed down from the Age of Gods along with the archive written by Lyncia.

I raised my sword with trembling hands. Through the transparent black surface, the smiling face of Lyncia caught my eyes.

“Why are you giving me this…”

“It’s literally. Become the sword of the imperial family.”

“…”

“Ah, there’s no need to feel too pressured. We’re just giving it to you. At the bureau, Fried’s sword was broken. I called a skilled blacksmith to fix it, but he said it was completely broken and couldn’t be fixed. So, I just rummaged through the warehouse. ….”

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Did you just rummage through the warehouse and gave the sword you found as a gift?

can it be

There is no way that the empress, Lynthia, was unaware of how much this meant. It is a sword that even the emperor took out and wielded only on national occasions. Literally, it was the first treasure of the imperial family.

To bestow such a treasure on me.

“…”

I pondered for a moment, then lowered my head.

I couldn’t help but receive it.

“I will write well.”

“Of course. I gave it to you. Please use it carefully.”

At Lyncia’s words, I tried to smile.

But I couldn’t help but be happy.

Rather, it was heartbreaking.

I searched my memory.

The 100th dead end of Raising the Empress, ‘Entourage’. I still remembered

Among the conditions necessary for the entourage dead end to be established, there was the second most important condition after designating Fried as the protector.

Handing over the treasured sword Ernst to Fried.

“…”

I forced myself to take a deep breath and calm myself down.

However, even if I close my eyes, what comes to mind without fail is the 100th ending CG of Raising the Empress.

The bright red Ernst’s blade protruding from Lynchia’s chest caught my eye.

Also, it was ominous.