I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

97 – Aranion Elderheart – (9)

Evil!

A cool sound brushes my ears.

Feeling a dizzying sensation as if my heart would drop, I thrust out the sword in my right hand.

“Creepy!”

The soldier in front of me vomited blood with the sword stuck in his chest.

I cut the inserted sword horizontally. There were bloodstains along the sword path, and more than half of the guy’s upper body was split open.

As bright red blood splattered on his face, a strange joy dominated his entire body.

Elf’s blood is red too.

Shashak!

I looked around while avoiding the consecutive attacks.

In an instant, the roadside became a battlefield.

In the middle of it, Sepia aimed at Lynxia and teased her numerous feet. Arwen, who was on top of it, also continued to shoot black bullets. Eina jumped back and forth with Lin Xia on her back, dodging a series of attacks as if performing her tricks.

Hilda, the agents of the thieves’ guild, and I were dealing with Aranion’s enlisted men pushing in from behind.

The numerical superiority was clearly leaning towards the opponent. Now, with Eina’s divine footwork and the help of the thieves’ guild, we were somehow maintaining the front line, but our stamina wasn’t infinite.

‘How long can I last?’

5 Minutes? 10 Minutes? Is it 10 minutes at most?

A sword attack flying at that moment.

Chang!

I returned sword to sword. Then, a shock came over me that made my wrists tingle.

“Heuk!”

“Ha! What’s going on? Are you out of energy!”

In front of my eyes, Carolon’s eerie eyes glowed and both hands holding the sword were strengthened.

His hair is wet with blood and he has a mad smile on his face, like a psychopathic killer straight out of a movie.

“He’s a guy with a long back, really.”

“Die!”

Then, light blue mana began to entwine around the sword he was holding.

There was nothing that couldn’t be dealt with. However, the knights of Aranion who surrounded me on both sides couldn’t see it.

Close up!

“Ouch!”

I grabbed Ernst obliquely, evaded Carl Ron’s attack, and rammed him into the stomach with his shoulder. It was a skill obtained through sparring with Yuriad.

I turned around while he stumbled. And I made a deep cut in the chest of the knight who was aiming behind me.

At the same time, he lowers his head.

The sword that was swung aiming at the back of my head from the other side barely grazed the tip of my head. If I had been a little late, I would have boasted to everyone about my brain.

It’s really no joke.

I muttered a double curse.

“You bastard, cowardly.”

“That’s clever!”

Carlon, out of shock, swung his sword.

Since he was still in his crouching position, he couldn’t take it back.

Weeping and eating mustard, we pressed ourselves to the ground. However, the trajectory of the sword Carlon wielded was twisted by the power of mana, and went straight down my spine.

“Keep it off.”

A pain like cutting flesh.

A large red line was drawn on his back.

But it wasn’t the end. One after another, the knights rushed at me rolling on the ground.

I hurriedly drew out mana and swung Ernst. A knight with a severed arm screams. However, I couldn’t block all the attacks rushing at me.

I saw the blade of the sword rushing into my chest like in slow motion.

A time to prepare for the great pain that is about to come.

Quguaguagua!

With a roar, vibrations so strong that it was difficult to stand still shook the ground. In the wind, the sword that was heading towards me also scratched the floor.

Soon after that, an enormous beam of light rose from the outer wall.

“That’s…”

The beam of light was the same color as when Seira pierced the ceiling of her banquet hall.

In other words, she is fighting over there.

The moment the beam of light was witnessed, there was silence on the roadside.

“……Ha, it’s an Archmage. I didn’t want to meet that much.”

Arwen sighed as he climbed onto the sepia.

She gave her first wave of agitation, clutching her head.

“Ah, I don’t know.

As Arwen muttered, black aura wrapped around her hands. Then, Sepia made a big leap and rushed towards Eina.

Eina bent her knees and prepared to leap again. Lyncia was covering her mouth to see if her motion sickness was rising.

The next moment.

Flash.

There was a flash of light that lit up the main street like broad daylight.

A flash of light shining like gold penetrated the body of Sepia. Sepia let out a tearing scream and struggled in her pain, forcing Arwen to land on her floor.

“……This is.”

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Arwen hurriedly looked in the direction the halo came from.

There, a female knight wearing a blue veil held out her hand.

Recognizing her, I muttered.

“Milia?”

“hahahahaha…. Someone said it was Liantur’s chaff, right?”

Arwen shrugged her shoulders when she saw the golden mana forming on her fingertips as her milia stretched out.

“Is it magic? You seem to have improved a lot of new tricks that I haven’t seen before.”

Just before she finished her words, the sound of leggings clattering came from behind Millia.

A shabby old knight in gray armor and a group of knights spread out behind him.

It was the support of the Royal Guard.

“That’s it, Arwen.”

Yuriad shouted, pulling out a sword wrapped in bandages. Aranion’s soldiers shrugged their shoulders at the resounding angry voice.

“Sage Yuriad. It’s been a while. I’m old enough that I haven’t seen you. Wouldn’t it be strange if I died soon?”

“Then Arwen, you smell rotten. Didn’t you salt too much?”

“The smirk is still the same.”

Soon another ray of light came up over the wall. Huge beings collide. It was to the point where I could feel how fierce the battle was going on.

Arwen chewed her fingernails nervously.

Looking at that, Uriard said.

“The Archmage is dealing directly with you.”

“I know that.”

Arwen saw Eina, to be more precise, Lynthia riding on Eina’s back.

She then turned her gaze to scan the knights pointing their swords at her.

Eventually, Arwen let out a sigh.

“I thought it would be possible this time. There’s nothing to do.”

After clapping her hands, Sepia, who was lying down, raised her body as if she had been attacked, and she ran to Arwen’s side.

But she never launched her attack.

Arwen turned her body to see Aranion.

Aranion held his face while watching the knights of the Royal Guard.

“Sorry, Aranion. Too bad it’s timed out.”

“Not yet! If we kill all the witnesses…”

“No, that’s not okay.”

Arwen said firmly.

“I don’t have time to live with your personal dreams. Cleta is dangerous. Of course, our Cleta is not weak, but she is still immature. This time, the opponent is very bad.”

Cleta.

The moment she heard the name, she was sure that the suspicions she had had were true.

I wonder if Cleta was here after all.

“So, I guess I’ll have to go get it. I’m sorry.”

Arwen said that and then crossed her hands and bent them.

“……This really hurts, what the hell…… I can’t help it.”

Arwen, who complained quietly, continued.

“Sepia, eat.”

Sepia jumped out as soon as she finished speaking and swallowed her body. And just like the time of the Senate, it disappeared as if it melted into the air.

Only a little black smoke remained where Arwen stood.

“…….”

As Arwen disappeared and the pressure of sepia that almost dominated this space disappeared, the atmosphere of her boulevard became much quieter.

And, of course, the gazes directed at Arwen began pouring toward the soldiers of Aranion.

The snow elf knights started to retreat. Aranion laughed with a dejected expression.

I took a step forward and said.

“I’m really sorry about that. It looks like your strong back is gone too.”

“I guess so.”

Uriard also helped.

“Duke Elderheart. It’s over. Admit defeat.”

“…….”

“It would be better to defeat the troops stationed on the border as well, before they lead to further disaster. Allied forces have already moved with the consent of the other grand dukes.”

“……Is this how it ends?”

Aranion meekly acknowledged it, raised one hand, and restrained his knights. As the person in charge ordered, all the knights lowered their swords.

But not everyone did what he said.

“My lord! I can’t admit it! I will definitely kill that knight!”

Drenched in blood and gnashing his teeth, Carlon strode out.

It seemed that he couldn’t make sense of it because of his anger.

Carl Ron raised his sword with twin wicks in his eyes and jumped at me in front of me. Then Yuri Erd came running, dragging the sword on his back.

“Freed.”

“No, that’s fine.”

There is no need to be nervous.

Anyway, the reason why I’ve been killed so far is because of the combined efforts of the soldiers guarding his side rather than Carlon’s skills.

I grabbed Ernst and countered Carlon’s sword.

Boom!

Once we bumped into each other again, I realized clearly. Carolon was a fairly strong knight, but he was incomparable to a guardian knight.

It’s not faster than Milia, and it’s not exceptional at mana management like Lautrec. He wasn’t as skilled as Uriard. In terms of strength, he was incomparable to Atral.

The point is, it was clumsy.

“Definitely weak. Slaine might have been stronger.”

“Aww!”

Carlon crumpled at my words.

With or without it, I instantly broke the hand holding Ernst. The balance of power collapses. The center of gravity shifted to one side, and Carolon collapsed on his own pool.

I didn’t miss the opportunity.

I drew Ernst in a straight line with mana. Then, the moon-soaked sword drew an unbelievable trajectory and swept past Carolon.

“…….”

Carlon staggered and took a few paces behind me to understand the change in his body.

“Kuh, kuheup! Crying!”

He clutched at the half-severed neck and fell, pouring gore.

And that was it.

A match made in one match. As a result of the terrible results, it seemed that the knights of Aranion threw even a little bit of fighting spirit to the ground.

Many swords rolled across the ground.

I aimed at Ernst obliquely.

“So, are you going to do more?”

“Do I look that stupid?”

Aranion said that and raised his hands.

And he accepted the result with a calm expression.

“I will surrender.”