I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

Chapter 85

85 – Imperial Banquet – (4)

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A sword engraved with a crest in the middle of which a half moon rises faintly.

With the sword in the middle, a meeting was hastily called.

The people who sat at the round table were the dukes who ruled the five provinces of the empire, led by the empress, Lyncia Ayren.

“Let’s start.”

Harzfeld said so and raised a glass. He still hadn’t taken off his banquet dress. It was also because the meeting was held ahead of schedule.

The reason, of course, was Count Aurier, who was found assassinated in his home.

Less than half a day had passed since his body was found, and the lights in the meeting room were turned on under strict vigilance. The subject of the meeting was, of course, Count Aurier.

“therefore.”

Harzfeld, who had stopped talking, quenched his throat and continued.

“Orie was a man like a snake. He was bad as a drinking buddy, but he was quite a talented person to share in the affairs of the empire.”

He put down his wine glass in front of his sword in remembrance.

Lyncia nodded and paused briefly. Hatsfeld hardened her face and said to her.

“The fact that the imperial palace administrator was assassinated at a time like this must be due to someone’s evil intentions. You never know when and where another threat may strike, Your Majesty. You will have to prepare well.”

“Huh~. I guess.”

Saira responded.

And the place where the eyes of the two headed was Aranion, who was holding his arms in silence.

Aranion shrugged when their eyes met.

“I also agree. It can’t be that scary. Whoever dared to murder the imperial magistrate in such a brutal way must be found after a thorough and impartial investigation. And that scoundrel will have to pay what he deserves.”

“hahahaha. A joke is funny. Is this what age is?”

When Seira laughed, Aranion frowned.

Then, he got up slowly and lightly brushed the pattern engraved on the sword.

“Well, even without a thorough and impartial investigation, I’m sure we can figure out what’s behind it to some degree.”

Aranion grinned and looked at Lynthia.

Lynchia knew what he was going to say next, even without listening.

“I definitely remember that this sentence was the coat of arms of Count Iscobal of Lumenel. Your Majesty, isn’t it?”

“… … Yes.”

Hearing Lincia’s answer, Aranion smiled with satisfaction.

“The Count of Iscobal has rebelled once before. And even 20 years ago, I colluded with foreign media to prepare a ceremony that would lead to the destruction of the empire.”

“… … .”

“At that time, I remember that the Iscobal Count family was all destroyed. Unfortunately, I heard that there is the last Iscobal in the imperial family. And that’s right in the position of assisting His Majesty’s side.”

Everyone in this room understood who he was talking about.

Border Guard Fried Iscobal. Aranion was biting him and falling.

“I have no intention of disparaging His Majesty’s eyes. However.”

Aranion placed his chin and hand on the sentence engraved on the blade.

“Even with this clear evidence and history, I think it is dangerous to have Fried Iscobal as a border guard. Please be kind to me.”

“… … .”

Lynchia held her breath.

Yuriad, who was guarding the side, tried to step out, but Harzfeld raised his hand to stop it.

“However, the Guardian Guard defeated the Apostle of the Order not too long ago. As Krator and Archduke Phileas, who were present at the bureau, are also here, I don’t think there will be any problems with its reliability.”

“That’s right. The fact that Iscobal killed the apostle won’t go away. But isn’t the story that the apostles of the Order do not unite with each other already famous, Harzfeld?”

“Hmm.”

Harzfeld nodded in interest.

Aranion turned to Lynchia and continued to insist.

“A while ago, a new religious force emerged in the Eisenward area, including the northern part. It’s a group called the Church of the Moon, and the speed at which they are increasing is unusual. And they are doing damage by advocating doctrines that defy the Imperial State Church. Some of Eisenward’s snow elves have already joined in.”

“What does that mean?”

Lynchia asked, and Aranion took out the Holy Cannon from his bosom. The holy cloth also had a half-moon drawn on it.

“This is the symbol the Order uses.”

“… … that’s.”

“Yes. It resembles the coat of arms of Iscobal.”

Lynchia looked at the sentence with blank eyes.

“If these sentences are related, everything is established. The protector of the border, Fried Iscobal, is colluding with a foreign apostle to create a new church and overthrow the empire.”

“… … No way.”

Lyncia tried to protest at Aranion’s words, but she couldn’t.

What flashes through my mind is Fried’s face and the horrible sights I saw in my dreams. And it was the oath that the apostle had spoken of.

Feeling fear, cold, and loneliness to the point of shuddering, Lynthia involuntarily hugged her shoulders.

“Recently, I heard that there is a group trying to assassinate the grand dukes. If that is also an extension of this incident, if Fried Iscobal and some snow elves plotted the matter, then everything is explained.”

“Oh, no… … that’s.”

“I’m presumptuous, but that Aranion Elderheart. The Duke of Eisenworth dares to admonish you. I inform you that it was an obvious mistake to appoint the traitor Iscobal to the important post of protector of the border.”

Aranion finished speaking and bowed nicely.

Upon hearing that, Lyncia lost her grip on the corner of the table she was holding on to because she was dizzy.

“your majesty!”

Uriad hurriedly supported Lyncia’s shoulder.

She raised her head with all her might. And he met Aranion’s glare.

Lynchia opened her mouth, but what came out was weak breathing.

Wanting to run away at any moment, Lyncia tightly closed her eyes.

“… … .”

And what came to mind was the memory of the Senate Council.

Wasn’t it like this before? The elders, led by Edwin Paleid, had insisted on Lynchia’s abdication. Lynchia was overcome with a terrible sense of loneliness and wanted to run away.

But whose hand touched her back then? A warm hand that gave me courage and peace of mind.

She never forgot the touch.

After breathing in and coming to her senses, Lyncia raised her head.

And he wanted to protest against Aranion.

But.

“By the way~. I think it will be difficult for you to get out of the line of suspicion as well.”

“… … Well?”

Right next to Aranion, a voice mixed with laughter was heard.

There, before I knew it, there was a girl with golden hair sitting on the table.

“What do you mean?”

Aranion asked the girl, Seira Liantur.

She smiled and tilted her head slightly.

“I heard that all the assassinations were caused by snow elves. The group that attacked me all had long ears. And aren’t the snow elves a race that only lives in Eisenward? Yes Yes. It is young.”

When he heard the word ‘that’, Aranion cleared his throat, perhaps feeling uncomfortable.

Of course, Seira didn’t even pay attention and continued.

“Mr. I think this is more believable. how is it?”

“… … .”

There was silence for a moment.

However, it was not a choice of words that could be picked up at a work meeting.

Aranion gasped and answered.

“Saira, Liantur. I acknowledge the achievement of reaching a high level at a young age. However, I don’t think there’s a place for a kid to presumptuously attend.”

“I’m not a kid. He is the representative of the Grand Duke of Gold. It’s my old father’s choice, isn’t he talking too much?”

“… … Even the Grand Duke of Gold has lost a lot of sense.”

The atmosphere in the meeting room became cold in an instant as such a story came and went.

Watching Harzfeld chuckling and raising his glass, Uriad sighed.

To think that these idiots were in charge of the empire, the future of the empire was bleak.

“Okay, that’s all done.”

Cora cut the bandage around my leg with a pocket knife and secured it with a small pin.

And as a sign of the end, he patted my calf.

I turned my legs around and admired it inwardly.

“You are good at it. Where did you learn otherwise?”

It was cleaner than most nurses do.

Cora smiled bitterly in response to my compliment.

“… … Hey, there are a lot of people in the house. All of them are naughty, so there are cases where they get hurt and come back when they are bored.”

“but.”

I looked around.

Cora said she became a soldier to support her family.

In fact, the corner of Cora’s guard quarters was full of letters that seemed to have been written by her family. There must have been a lot of affection and expectations for her at home.

Cora felt the gaze and scratched the back of her head shyly.

“It’s nothing.”

The place where they hurriedly escaped pursuit was the Royal Guards quarters where Cora was staying.

I was in danger of being caught, but the patrol team I encountered was Cora. It was luck. It is a balance adjustment that has been encountered between countless billions.

“So why were you there?”

“Well.”

Cora asked why, of course, and I was troubled.

In fact, all the circumstantial evidence supports the inference that I am the assassin who killed Count Orie. Is it really right to confess the circumstances to Cora in the process?

Maybe I’m being pushed for nothing.

“… … her.”

After thinking for a while, I looked into Cora’s eyes. The moment I saw her innocent and innocent eyes, I burst into laughter.

I had no desire to lie to such a child.

In the end, I had no choice but to tell the truth.

“The fact is… … .”

Having heard the whole story, Cora widened her eyes and corrected her posture.

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Do you doubt it too?

I thought so, but Cora’s next words were surprising.

“So, then, are you saying that the driver was falsely accused? Dad, isn’t it better to tell the truth quickly? Can I report it?”

“… … Do you believe me?”

I asked in surprise, and Cora tilted her head slightly.

And then he answered with a bolmen sound.

“… … What do you think of me?”

I saw the two-stringed epaulet on my shoulder. It was said that she had been promoted to a digger because there were no more senior officers left in the Guard, but Cora seemed to feel a sense of responsibility for this rank.

“And, even if the knight is a bit strange… … You’re my lifesaver, right? Then what… … I thought maybe I should repay you too. I am not such a heartless person.”

“hahahaha.”

It got a bit peculiar.

I raised my hand and tried to put it on Cora’s head, but she freaked out like a frightened cat and pulled back.

As expected, the misunderstanding has been resolved, but I can’t help but be wary of it.

“thanks.”

“… … lol.”

I moved my still throbbing leg and leaned my back against the wall.

And I thought.

The current situation I was in was bleak. The original intention to investigate the background of Count Aurier, the boss of Act 3, was utterly destroyed, and the vacancy was filled with the variables of Cleta and Aranion.

Since he had been framed under such circumstances, it was clear that he would at least be imprisoned if he showed his face.

Then what should I do?

The death of Earl Aurier means that they have also taken action.

If so, Lyncia in the banquet hall wasn’t safe either. Even with Seira attached, wouldn’t it be difficult for her to stop all the killers by herself?

“ah.”

As I was thinking about that, I remembered an existence I had forgotten about.

I hurriedly rummaged through my clothes and took out the magic tool.

I was worried that it might not have been damaged, but the magic tool worked normally when I infused it with mana.

Soon, Sarah’s voice was heard.

[female! Mr. Fried! It’s been a while!]

“Saira-sama.”

[What was your relationship with Count Orier? Was it even the enemy of the mortal enemy? Even so, stabbing to death was too much. hahahaha!]

I was relieved at the still tone of voice.

“You know it’s not, right? How is the situation?”

[Um~. The meeting was held in a hurry, but it was stopped for now. Aranion seemed to be framing Fried-kun, so I scratched his insides, and he said that he was a little cute when he was annoyed. Did you want to raise it as a pet?]

I realized after hearing what Seira said. Aranion is intentionally pointing me out as the culprit. That said, there is a high possibility that he is also related to Cleta in some way.

The sound that the meeting had been suspended meant that things were still okay.

[therefore? What the hell happened?]

“Long, so to speak. Count Aulier has been assassinated. The assassin must have something to do with my sister.”

[younger sister? Did Fried-kun have a younger sister?]

Saira asked in an ignorant voice.

Looking at the language, it seems that I really didn’t know. Milia didn’t even tip.

I took a deep breath and summarized briefly.

And when Seira heard the story, she said with a little surprise.

[Yes. I understand how you feel. Your siblings seem to have a worse relationship than our sisters.]

“Much worse.”

At least the world won’t perish just because Milia and Seira fight.

While we were joking around like that, Seira blurted out.

[So, Fried-kun’s guess is that his younger sister Claire… … get on? is now aiming for the life of the Empress, and there is a high possibility that it is a cooperative relationship with Aranion, right?]

“For now.”

[yes. I understand. It is also very good.]

Seira’s tone was unusual.

I asked old-fashionedly.

“… … What are you thinking right now?”

[me? Well?]

Seira giggled and continued.

[Thinking about making a big splash?]

At first, I didn’t know what that word meant, so I tilted my head.

However, in the next moment, I realized what Seira had done.

“Hee!”

Cora had shouted, looking out the window.