I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

73 – Iscobal Manor – (complete)

“The last time I saw the Senate Council, so it’s already been three months? Time flies.”

Arwen, the woman in front of him, spoke calmly.

Then, as he waved his hand, Todd’s body, which was held there, swayed back and forth. Todd twisted with all his might to free himself, but he couldn’t escape Arwen’s clutches.

“……f*k.”

A cold sweat ran down his back.

I knew it would be dangerous. However, I didn’t expect that there was a demon that hadn’t died yet, and that Arwen would suddenly pop out.

‘Can I win?’

I slowly judged the situation.

The only people in the party who can fight right now are Milia and me. Todd is captured, and Aina has lost an arm, so it won’t help much.

two guardians. It could be said to be a considerable force, but the fighting power of the apostle Arwen in front of him was clearly confirmed during the first act. Even then, despite fighting Arwen with Milia, they were defeated horribly. Even though I am much stronger now than before, I was not an opponent that I could simply attack and defeat.

Above all, there was a demon from the other world who was sleeping behind my back. If she was able to handle foreign powers, she would surely be able to handle this mighty demon freely.

“Honestly, I was surprised.”

As I was looking at the situation, Arwen, who was grinning, opened his mouth.

“I didn’t expect Iscobal to come all this way. He must have made up his mind? Did he even come to find the extra key to the cellar?”

“…”

“Hmm… the girl from Liantur next to me… the elf knight from back then?”

“It’s great.”

Millia hurriedly placed her hand on the sword.

Then Arwen raised his arm to stop him. A black aura formed on her hand. It meant that if Millia even pulled out her sword, she would punish her immediately.

“Ah, don’t be mistaken. I have no intention of fighting you guys. I’m not in good shape enough to win a fight with two Guardian Knights.”

she opened her chest

The sword scar I had inserted between my bare breasts was clearly visible.

“Above all, the place is not good. It’s a basement, right? If you summon Sepia, it will collapse. I don’t like being buried alive. I don’t want to die, but I’ll get dirt on my body.”

Obviously, this is a basement. It has also been neglected for decades.

No sane person would fight in a place like this.

“By the way.”

Arwen glanced at the demon behind my back.

“How does it feel to be reunited after a long time?”

Arwen smiled brightly.

And what she said the next moment was truly shocking.

“You haven’t met your beloved sister in a long time, have you?”

“……what?”

“It’s a lot bigger than the last time I saw it, right? It’s hard to keep it in the basement now. I’ll have to move sooner or later.”

What are you talking about?

When it comes to Fried’s younger sister, it means Cleta.

Then why is Arwen bringing up her name?

Many questions run through my head. The back bone was itchy.

Then my brain quickly sorted things out.

Arwen looked at the demon behind me and called it ‘Cleta’.

that means that.

“……no way.”

I slowly looked back. A primordial fear wriggling with a squishy sound. existence on a more complex level.

It was said that that gigantic demon was Cleta.

As Yuria mentioned, Cleta Iscobal is gradually transforming into a disaster. That is the identity of that demon.

My heart started beating fast.

Seeing my reaction, Arwen repeatedly opened and closed his fists as if he was amused.

“What the hell are you doing…!”

Millia realized the situation and drew her sword in amazement. It was ready to run at any moment.

Eina also shook her shoulders with a stiff face.

Arwen gave a creepy smile.

“All of a sudden, Iscobal. Didn’t you already expect that? From the moment you stabbed your father in the heart, things started to go wrong.”

“…”

my head hurts.

In my blurry vision, the scenes of the day began to appear little by little.

I remembered the image of Cleta sitting there blankly with empty eyes. People who have become meat all around. He gritted his teeth and thrust out the sword in his hand. Raham’s maddened expression soon became the face of the corpse.

What passed by was probably a memory of that day.

“Huh.”

In front of me staggering, Arwen hardened his expression.

“But, no matter how much I wanted to meet my sister, this is a breach of the oath. You must abide by the rules, Iscobal?”

“……What are you talking about?”

“So, I’ll take Cleta back. I was thinking of moving to a bigger nest, but it worked out.”

“Oops!”

Arwen threw Todd away and waved his hands.

Then, a black monster appeared from between the walls. It was sepia.

Sepia slipped between us and squeezed through the cellar door. And without a chance to stop it, he clung to the sleeping demon and stirred his little body.

the next moment.

Hey hey profit!

The devil waking up from a long slumber with a tearing cry roared.

The gooey black thread that had been connected throughout the room seemed to stretch out, and then the gigantic, swaying mountain of flesh began to move. It was formidable speed for its large size.

Eventually, the demon arrived in front of us and opened its huge mouth. A mouth with countless thorns attacked us.

No, not exactly me.

“Sir Fried!”

Milia hurriedly shouted and ran towards me, but it was already too late. Eina grabbed Millia by the back of her neck and dragged her along.

And the demon swallowed me with its huge mouth open.

My eyesight went black.

What I felt was the sensation of being stabbed with sharp blades all over my body.

“It’s black.”

The taste of blood ran in my mouth.

At the same time, an excruciating pain ran through me.

Meanwhile, someone put a hand on my shoulder. When I turned around, Arwen was looking at me with a pale face.

In the belly of the pitch-black devil, only she and I had our eyes open.

“I love the way you struggle so hard, Iscobal.”

Arwen gently stroked my cheek. A terrifying sensation overtook me.

“But I must keep my oath.”

While saying that, Arwen looked over my head. Laughing in interest, she continued quietly.

“If you want Cleta back to normal, you have to kill Iren. Wasn’t that a contract?”

Only then did I realize.

To save Cleta, you must kill Lyncia.

That was the content of the pact that Fried had made with the foreign press.

“As this is a contract signed directly with a foreign press, you do not have the right to refuse. Of course, neither do I.”

Arwen patted my shoulder and looked at a dot floating above my head.

And that was my last memory.

*

“Coke! Coke!”

“Are you okay?”

Lyncia, who had been concentrating, suddenly coughed repeatedly and flinched.

Lautrec, who was sitting across from him, hurriedly rose from his seat.

“Keep calm and breathe slowly.”

“Hu, huuu. Heuuu.”

Just as Lautrec had said, Lynchia breathed heavily, but her face remained pale.

The place where Lincia and Lautrec were standing now was the imperial court. Originally, the gymnasium, where swordsmanship lessons were to take place, had been turned into a spirit training room with Lautrec, as Lynthia wished.

Lautrec said, placing a glass of water in front of Lynchia, who was still recovering.

“Sharing the senses with the spirit consumes a lot of stamina.

Today, I was just teaching you about sensory sharing, which is one of the advanced spirit skills.

shared senses. A skill that shares the senses of sight, hearing, and smell with the contracted spirit.

As much as I felt what I saw and heard as beings that were not mine, it was originally a skill that only skilled spiritists could learn.

However, Lynchia reached this point in just ten days. Less than two weeks had passed since the lessons began, and Lynthia had already become an elementalist of a considerable level.

“Um… are you okay?”

Lautrec looked at Lyncia, frowning. She was trembling like an aspen tree with her head bowed down.

At first, I thought it was simply the shock of failing to share my senses.

But as soon as he took a closer look at her condition, Lautrec realized that was not the case.

The sense that Lyncia shared was the owl spirit, Wig, that was stuck right on top of Fried’s head. In other words, it was as if Lyncia saw Freed’s vision.

that it is

“Your Majesty… have you seen anything?”

The empress in front of her nodded her head, pursed lips.

Both teary-eyed eyes turned to Lautrec.

“F-Fried…”

Lynchia stuttered.

“S-I was fighting an apostle… I was eaten by a demon…”

“……Are you talking about demons?”

Lyncia trembled and nodded.

“Damn it.”

Lautrec realized the urgency of the matter.

If it was Fried, he would have definitely headed for the Iscobal estate. Did you meet the apostle there? Besides, being a devil, it was unusual.

“The attack of the Church. I understand. I will summon a detached team immediately.”

Lautrec picked up the sheath he had pulled out and drew on his cloak.

“Give me permission.”

Seeing Lyncia holding back her tears and nodding, Lautrec hurriedly turned and left the gymnasium.

Kicking off the huge door, he strides forward. Soon Lautrec disappeared from sight.

“Huh…”

Left alone, Lyncia Ayren covered her shoulders.

My body was surprisingly cold. Shivering from the cold, she immediately closed her eyes and recalled the memory of the last spirit she had seen.

“…”

In front of Fried, who was suffering from being eaten by the devil, an apostle appeared and said,

about his contract.

“……To save my sister…… you kill me?”

obviously said so.

In other words, it meant that Fried made a contract to kill himself.

Lynchia, who was chewing on the contents, grabbed the glass of water Lautrec had left behind to quench her dry mouth. However, I lost it because my hand was weak.

kang.

The brass goblet rolled on the floor with a dull sound. The puddle smeared and soaked my socks.

But Lynchia couldn’t even think of picking up a cup.

*

“Hey, you did a great job.”

Arwen stretched out and took in the scenery beyond the cliff.

Thanks to Fried’s boldness to set the fire, the view to the far horizon was wide open.

Wizards from the Mage Tower were quickly dispatched and extinguished the flames, so there was not even ashes left until now. Instead, thanks to the flames soaring up to the sky, I saw a blue sky where even the clouds had disappeared.

“The weather is nice, isn’t it?”

Arwen looked back while saying that.

Behind her was a gigantic demon wriggling. The demon that received the gaze seemed to pulsate up and down, and then the volume began to gradually decrease.

Before I knew it, a naked woman was standing in the place where the devil had been.

off-white hair. light gray eyes. She was a slender, slender girl.

“It’s been a while, Cleta.”

“…”

The girl, Cleta, stared blankly at Arwen, then saw the scenery unfolding behind him.

Cleta opened her mouth slowly. A soft voice resounded as if jade marbles were rolling.

“How long has it been?”

“Was it five years ago when you last woke up? That’s about it.”

“is that so.”

Cleta took a deep breath.

“A lot has happened in the meantime. A representative example is that the Church started to act. They killed dozens of factors including the emperor.”

“I’m not interested.”

“Then your brother betrayed you?”

“……Other brother?”

At those words, Cleta’s eyebrows moved as she flinched.

Arwen laughed.

“Yes. Are you thinking of breaking the oath or joining Eirn’s side? You have already killed Atral. Thanks to you, the church is in chaos now. Isn’t it funny?”

“…”

Cleta chewed over Arwen’s words slowly and smiled.

Arwen puffed out his cheeks as if the reaction was unexpected.

“What is it? You’re more indifferent than I thought? It’s not fun.”

“My older brother was always like that. Even in my family, he was the only one who was alien. Doesn’t he rebel against his father’s will or sacrifice his soul to save me?”

“Even if it’s for you?”

“Because I didn’t want to.”

Cleta dismissed the story with those words.

After all, Cleta gladly offered herself as a sacrifice to a foreign god. It was only the young Fried’s dogma that set the candles there.

A knight who faces a bleak fate with a miserable heroine.

It was a pity for Arwen, who expected such a story.

“It’s disappointing. Well, it’s okay. It may seem a little early, but now I can start taking action.”

As Arwen clapped his hands, sepia floated up. Soon, what came out of Sepia’s body was a black robe.

Cleta picked up her robe. And looking at the archive in the middle, he wrinkled his forehead.

“I hope this.”

“Yeah. It’s the imperial treasure. The clothes are also the emperor’s robes. It’s nothing short of proof of the emperor. Of course, it’s an elaborate replica.”

Cleta let out a small sigh as if she had roughly sensed the story.

“You mean to play silly house? That’s ridiculous.”

“With your looks, even a trivial play house can become a great play.”

“gibberish.”

Cleta said that, but nodded reluctantly.

“Because I have no right to refuse anyway.”

“I know.”

Arwen grinned and took the sepia. Then he opened his arms wide, looking at the blue sky.

“In that sense, please take good care of me, demon from the other world.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Eh?”

Arwen pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Then how should I call you? A demon from another world? Cleta Iscobal? The second apostle of arrogance? If not that…”

After a brief pause, Arwen continued with a smile.

“Fake Empress?”

“Let’s do it with Cleta.”

“That’s no fun.”

Arwen pouted her lips and said, but Cleta just picked up the archive with an expressionless expression.

And that figure, surprisingly, seemed to have taken out Lyncia Ayren’s figure and put it on.