I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

96 – Aranion Elderheart – (8)

The Apostle of Corruption, Arwen.

The boss of Act 4 and the Apostle who most persistently harassed Lynthia in the Church.

The bombing incident that occurred right away on the prelude was also an atrocity caused by the cooperation of Arwen and another apostle. In Act 1, he conspired to kill Lyncia through Rowan, and used Cleta as a hostage to manipulate Freed through a pact.

And in the third act, this is how his face was reflected in the main story again.

It really couldn’t have been a relentless bad relationship.

“What’s wrong with your expression? Aren’t you happy? It’s a bit sad.”

“…….”

I would be very happy to see you.

Arwen waved his hand and said hello, but I didn’t accept it.

When there was no response, Arwen pursed his lips.

“That’s too much.”

Arwen trembled and laughed.

Sepia also started moving her big body in line with her emotions.

“Oh, hey. That’s…”

Hilda looked at Arwen and Sepia with a pale complexion. Well, it must be a terrifying visual even for the master of the thieves guild who has gone through all the battles.

I answered briefly.

“An apostle of the church.”

“…So you’re an enemy?”

“A strong enemy.”

“Haa…”

Hilda clutched her head.

At her reaction, even the masked thieves’ guild agent hesitated.

“Keuheugh.”

And then Lyncia vomited blood while riding on Eina’s back.

Because Wig was attacked, the damage must have returned. Could it be that he was seriously injured?

I saw Eina. But she shook her head as if to reassure her. With her boasting like that, she should be at ease.

“…….”

I looked at Eina again while cleaning my heart.

Surprisingly, Aina was in her posture and was calmly watching Arwen’s fingertips. She had been suspicious of it all along, but she was also a highly skilled knight.

“Freed, this is…”

She soon regained her composure and raised her head, wiping the blood off her mouth.

And when her eyes met Arwen’s, she shook her shoulders in fear.

Arwen saw Lynxia and gently waved her hand.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Eirn. Didn’t we see each other through the spirits the other day?”

“……Ugh.”

Lin Xia let out her moan.

Come to think of it, when she confronted Arwen at the Iscobal estate, Lyncia was looking at her through her wig’s eyes.

It wasn’t fear without reason.

“I’m sure you’ve heard about the oath, but you’re doing well.”

At Arwen’s words, Lynxia trembled, but gathered up her courage to answer.

“……Fried is not that kind of person.”

“Otherwise, it is not decided by Iscobal. It is decided by the subject of the oath. Individual opinions mean nothing. In other words, this is what it is.”

Arwen said that and shook her hand.

Then, Sepia waved her leg toward Lynxia like a madman. An attack so fast and so powerful that it’s hard to react.

Quagagak!

But fortunately, Lyncia was on Eina’s back. And Eina wasn’t a weak knight who couldn’t react that much.

She kicked the wall and took a short leap to dodge the incoming attack.

“I dodged it. After all, even though I became an eight-armed soldier, I guess I was a guardian knight.”

At Arwen’s sarcasm, Eina smiled and raised her middle finger in place of her answer.

“As expected, every time I see you, I get lucky.”

Arwen crumpled her face.

Looking at that figure, I wiped away the cold sweat that kept flowing.

‘I was scolded.’

It was dangerous.

I had to give up taking refuge inside the imperial palace now.

No matter how much I became stronger than in Act 1, my chances of winning against Arwen were near the bottom.

The reason I was able to pierce Arwen’s heart with her sword the other day was because of her carelessness and the variable spell stone. However, in this place where the surroundings were wide open, such luck could not be hoped for.

In that case, I had no choice but to choose the lesser evil.

I had to run away.

I glanced behind me.

“……Ha.”

But as soon as I looked behind me, I saw a group of knights.

At the center, an elf man wearing an elegant robe was walking with a blushing expression on his face.

It was Aranion.

“My lord, I will definitely tear that knight limb from limb!”

“Carlon, didn’t I tell you to calm down?”

Aranion approached, calming and soothing Carlon, who was stained with madness.

Soon he swept through his long hair, blocking the entire road.

My lower eyelids were trembling as if the current situation was very unpleasant.

“Give up, Protector of the Border. There is nowhere to run now.”

“Keew.”

I bit my lip hard.

This is a dilemma.

The risk of being eaten back and forth.

Arwen shrugged her shoulders.

“Sorry, Iscobal. I tried to put a little more grace, but it seemed like there was no way. Well, the oath will be fulfilled without getting your hands dirty, as you wished so much, so wouldn’t it be good for you as well?”

Saying that, Arwen raised her hand. Accordingly, Sepia also inflated her body with all her might.

Eina lowered her stance and prepared for her response.

“Ahh! Seriously! It’s always like this when I’m involved with you!”

Hilda also repeated her swearing and gave orders to her men.

She was an agent Lee who would stand the odds.

Can I survive even for a minute?

But I couldn’t help it. I have to struggle at least.

Now I had to wait as long as possible for support.

I fixed Ernst and prepared for the attack that would follow.

“…….”

Soon, in the middle of tension that makes your heart burst.

Kwaaang!

Like a flash, Sepia rushed in.

And from behind, Aranion’s knights drew their swords and approached.

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Kwajik!

“Ugh!”

Lautrec vomited dark red blood.

He hurriedly backed away and put his hand on his wound. His tentacles cut neatly down his side, and his blood trickled down like a cascade.

However, there was no mercy for the flying attack. Tentacles protruded from all sides of him as he stumbled.

Evil!

Paaah!

Lautrec swung his sword in a semicircle.

Sylphy summoned a huge wind to deflect the tentacles rushing at him, but not all of them were removed.

Pu-wook.

With his shoulder blade pierced, Lautrec stayed in the air for a long time before being pinned to the courtyard.

He continued to cough and vomit his blood.

“Cool! Big, big!”

But he didn’t let go of his sword.

Lautrec straightened himself up and raised his battered body using his sword as a lever.

Catching his breath, Lautrec raised his head.

In front of him was an ashy-haired girl walking with her body supported by tentacles sprouting from the inside of her clothes.

The girl, Cleta Iscoval, looked at Lautrec with an expressionless face.

“It’s not some kind of dictator. I’ll admit one perseverance.”

It was a battle that lasted almost an hour.

The outer castle is literally a mess.

The ground was dug up and the dungeon collapsed intact. The wooden buildings around it were burning with the aftermath of the damage intact.

“Honestly, I was surprised. I didn’t expect you to last this long. Just as Mr. Arwen said, you are very strong.”

That word was unmistakably sincere.

Cleta could not hold back her admiration.

The difference in power was clear. Lautrec’s sword and elemental magic could not even touch Cleta. Her tentacles, meanwhile, pierced Lautrec’s armor and continued to gnaw through her intestines. However, he allowed Cleta’s attack over and over again and never fell.

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No matter how much he was an enemy, Cleta had no choice but to acknowledge his tenacity.

“……Cool. Thank you for the compliment.”

Lautrec staggered in pain.

Cleta said with a sigh.

“I’m asking just in case.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t you want to join us?”

“Go away.”

It was an immediate answer.

Cleta clicked her tongue in pity.

Rotrec is, after all, an elementalist. If left as it is, it will surely be corrupted by the plan of Phaedras, the apostle of the abyss.

But somehow I don’t know. Cleta, she decided, had to put an end to him at this point. It was because she had a hunch that if she didn’t kill Lautrec, he would surely be in for a big repercussion.

“I’ll finish it.”

“…….”

Suddenly.

As Cleta stamped her feet, she saw a bundle of sharp tentacles crawling out from the abyss beneath her feet.

And the tip was pointed right at Lautrec’s head.

Lautrec raised his sword with a resigned expression. Sylphy urgently deployed the shield, but her mana was already running out. A faint film only covered the tip of the sword.

“No!”

And then someone jumped in between Cleta and Lautrec.

It was Yuria Eluin, a girl with light blue hair.

“Yuria.”

“Stop, stop! I’m begging you!”

Yuria knelt down with her face distorted.

“I’ll join Cleta’s plan as you wish! Lautrec, please don’t kill me… No, please don’t kill me.”

“……Cool. Yuria, step back. I’m not the one to talk to.”

Lautrec shouted urgently, but he didn’t seem to have the strength to move forward.

Yuria begged, putting her hands together.

“Because I am a priest of the church… I swore allegiance to foreign media!”

“…….”

“I beg you. Please save my life…”

Looking at Yuria like that, Cleta made a mysterious expression.

And she nodded her head, as if realizing it.

“Is that so? Now I understand. I finally understand why you defected. It wasn’t just because of my older brother.”

Cleta retracted her tentacles.

Yuria put a glimmer of hope on her tear-stained face.

But Cleta firmly held her word.

“But Yuria, I don’t want someone who is loyal to me.”

“……What?”

“You don’t know when you’ll betray again, right?

Sureuk.

After a while, the tentacles that were reaped looked at YuRia.

Before Yuria realized the situation and could react, Cleta gestured.

Sweet love!

The tentacles shot out like arrows. Lautrec developed spiritism, but all that came out was a faint wind of mana.

Realizing a terrible fate, YuRia closed her eyes.

But.

Her heart was not pierced.

Kwaguawang!

It was because a huge beam of light descended from the sky. The intense light engulfed the tentacles and created a hole the size of a house in the ground.

“What?”

Cleta opened her eyes wide in her embarrassment.

I hurriedly looked at the sky where the beam of light descended.

And there.

“Ahhh… Lautrec are you still alive? Are you breathing?”

A golden wizard was swimming in the sky.

She caught the horror that was unfolding around her in her eyes and then opened her mouth.

“What the hell is this… Who is this woman?”

The wizard saw Cleta.

And the moment she checked her face, she nodded as if she understood everything.

“Aha. You must be Fried-kun’s little sister. She definitely looks just like the empress.”

“Seira Liantour.”

When her name was called, the sorceress, Seira Lian Tour, blinked at her cutely.

“Huh? Are you recognizing me? Something makes me happy.”

“I heard from Mr. Arwen. They say it’s a magical monster born by Liantur.”

“……Huh? Isn’t that too harsh? Have you ever seen such a pretty monster?”

Cleta thought for a moment, then she raised her index finger and pointed at herself.

Saira sighed.

“Yeah. You’re such a subject too. You’re the older brother and the younger sister.”

Saying slyly, Seira waved her hand.

Then, her invisible hand grabbed Yuria by the nape of her neck and threw it behind her. Before long, Lautrec also tossed her to safety, and Seira clicked her tongue slightly.

“Now, the intruders are gone too.”

Floating in the air, Seira turned her body.

Her expression was crumpled.

“Who said it’s OK to hurt our Lautrec?

An overwhelming amount of mana wrapped around Seira’s body as if it were about to explode.

“Is it okay if I kill you? Ah, would Fried-kun hate you? Then I’ll kill you half.”

“…….”

Cleta involuntarily felt a cosmic fear.