I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

201 – Side Story: Afternoon in Freesia – (9)

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“shit.”

The dagger shattered with a loud crash. Hilda clicked her tongue, clutching the shattered hilt.

How much does this cost?

For Hilda, who couldn’t use things like mana and focused her abilities on stealth and assassination, an all-out war was like a disaster. That’s why there were only two ways to survive.

One of them was the Cash Cutter. The dagger that had just been shattered was also a masterpiece made with the utmost care by the best craftsman in the empire.

[Grug?]

“Hey, look at this guy?”

Hilda frowned as she watched the demon shaking its head back and forth while holding the blade.

Unlike ordinary demons, the human-faced demon we’re dealing with now has a considerably high level of intelligence. That’s probably to be expected, since it has to pretend to be a human.

The b*stard was cunning. He realized that the Black Tower’s chains were more threatening than Hilda’s attacks, so he ruled them out altogether.

It’s not like I’m just taking attacks. Just now, I snatched a dagger and broke it, and just a moment ago, I cut off the limbs of a member of the Thieves’ Guild that was attacking me.

“It’s really tricky.”

“It’s different from the usual demons. It must be the influence of the full moon.”

“Who doesn’t know that?”

The black magician adjusted his cane in embarrassment.

Hilda lowered her body to avoid the thorns shot by the demon and continued speaking.

“So, isn’t there a stronger magic? Binding isn’t enough!”

“What do you need?”

“An attack magic that will definitely intimidate that kid.”

“Huh. If you deploy attack magic here now, all of your subordinates will be swept away.”

“It’s really useless.”

“Not everything that has a mouth is actually a mouth.”

The expression on the black-haired man’s face became pale.

Hilda calmly drove the wedge in because she liked that reaction.

“Compared to the Archmage, is it really a difference in talent?”

“You punk… … You just came out of the gutter and the world looks beneath you?”

A smile appeared on Hilda’s lips.

In some ways, the existence of Archmage Seira Liantur is a sore spot for him.

The desire to find the full moon flower is probably a one-dimensional wizard’s mindset, as it is a desire to go beyond the realm of the Archmage.

“Very well. For now, I will give in to your scheme. Take down your subordinate. I will show you what true magic is.”

The Black Tower Lord shook his staff, seemingly succumbing to Hilda’s provocation.

A geometric magic circle began to spread out from his feet.

“Buy time.”

“Yay, yeah.”

Hilda took out a new dagger.

As I confronted the face of the man, he slowly walked towards me, his teeth twitching. The expression on his face was nothing but mockery. It felt really dirty to be laughed at by a mere monster.

The water had already been completely drained. There was no hope for help from the Black Tower.

“The weak have their own ways.”

Hilda swung her dagger, and the human-faced ghost casually raised its arm and caught the sword.

And the law engraved on the sword began to emit a brilliant light.

One of two ways.

The pyromancy enchanted on the dagger began to burn the arm of the human-faced ghost that had made contact with the sword.

[That, gruruk?!]

The embarrassed human-faced ghost shook off its arms, and a small gap was created in the process.

Gooo.

The earth began to form.

A huge vortex of magical power swirled from behind Hilda, and soon it rose high into the sky as a black spear blade.

And the head of the spear gradually turned towards the ground.

“You little rat, if you don’t want to die, avoid me.”

“I know.”

Hilda hurriedly threw away her dagger and hid behind a rock.

Soon the black blade crashed into the ground.

Cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies!

A vibration and shockwave that made it seem as if the sky had turned upside down swept through the surroundings.

After the fog cleared, only the torn remains of the demon beast remained at the crash site, unrecognizable.

“Well, I’ll admit it. It’s definitely not something that just anyone can do.”

“That’s obvious.”

It’s amazing that he can use great magic that would take fifteen skilled magicians half a day to cast, in a single moment, and at that.

That one also fell into the category of a formidable monster.

“By the way… …what are you going to do now?”

“What should I do?”

“Detection magic is useless, and our men are injured. The rearguard was also attacked, so their supplies are cut off. In this state, it’s fortunate that we won’t even be able to eat the demons, let alone the full moon.”

“… … .”

“Are you going back?”

“That can’t be.”

The black tower lord shook his head and turned north.

“I will find it even if I have to do it by myself.”

“Hmm.”

Hilda shrugged.

Of course, she had no intention of backing down.

“Then how about we go back the way we came? There might be survivors. Let’s think about it after we rescue them.”

Mainly Fried.

Hilda looked south again, her eyes narrowed as she thought about that.

“… … That, grandpa.”

“Why?”

“Do demons usually act in groups?”

“No, the Demons have a strong tendency to move according to mana and have strong individual characteristics. The Demon Wave is not an army, but rather moves south according to its nature, so it does not act in groups.”

“Then what is that?”

At Hilda’s words, the Black Tower Lord turned his head back.

“… … What the heck is that… … .”

And he too could not help but be astonished at the sight before his eyes.

The human-faced demons we had dealt with earlier, and a group of dozens of demonic beasts including wolves, were staring at Hilda from across the forest.

“Are we in big trouble?”

“……maybe.”

Hilda clicked her tongue and pulled out her dagger.

But there are too many opponents. Even at a guess, the number is more than a few dozen.

“Well, Grandpa. You can’t use the same magic as before?”

“It’s useless. I’ve used up most of my mana, so it’ll take at least half a day to recover.”

“… … This is really useless.”

Hilda sighed as the ground gave out.

I came all the way to this barren northern land to enjoy a life of wealth and honor.

“I’m going out, completely.”

Hilda slapped her cheek, preparing herself for a desperate fight.

And he swung the dagger enchanted with destruction magic in a big swing.

But the aftermath was different from what Hilda had expected.

Quagagagaga!

A tremendous black wind swept through the horde of demons, sweeping away their eyes and splitting the ground.

“……uh?”

Was it this much magic?

No, that can’t be. Only an Archmage could wield this much power with an enchanted spell.

then…….

Cookie Cutter!

Another loud noise was heard, and a sword strike drawing a moonlight arc slashed at the demon’s hand.

That sword was so powerful that it could even stop a blizzard for a moment.

Soon, a knight with gray hair emerged, cutting the body of one of the demons in half. And a woman with golden hair was riding on his back with a wicked expression.

“……under.”

He snorted.

Well then, that’s right. There’s no way that kid would die.

Hilda sat down with a thud as she watched Fred Iscoval slaughter the men like he was poking an anthill.

Maybe it’s because I’ve crossed the line so many times, but my legs don’t have any strength.

*

“The demons were annihilated?”

Snow Elf Lottery Leader Regien opened his eyes wide as soon as he heard the report from his subordinate.

Demons. And they are not one, but a group. The demons that were originally unable to gather together had their habits modified through the Manwolhwa’s Mana Tuning. It was a group of demons that had been carefully adjusted one by one with so much effort.

But it was destroyed so easily?

At the very least, the Imperial Knights were a force worthy of being called upon.

“What the hell happened? Tell me the truth.”

“… … That was it, there was an article.”

“article?”

“Yes. That article… … .”

“No, wait a minute. You mean one knight?”

“Yes.”

Regien tilted his head with a dumbfounded expression.

There was no way this guy would lie.

“One knight killed that group of demons?”

“yes.”

“… … That guy, what’s his first impression?”

“It was a young man with gray hair and wearing a rough suit of armor. His appearance was so shabby that he could be considered a wandering knight. However, his swordsmanship… was the most outstanding of all the people I’ve ever seen.”

The subordinate thought about it carefully and then let out a small exclamation as if he had finally remembered something.

“He was carrying a woman on his back.”

“You’re saying you fought with a woman on your back? Does that make any sense!”

“Ha, but that’s true.”

“What does that woman look like?”

“She was a very beautiful blonde woman.”

“… … .”

Regien wrapped his head around the idea and thought about it, but still, nothing came to mind.

A blonde woman, a gray-haired knight. There were dozens, if not hundreds, of names that came to mind.

Finally, he let out a deep sigh and held his head.

There is an overwhelming force on the opposing side.

Then it was time to change strategy.

“First, take out the raiding party. If the demons have been defeated, they have no chance of winning.”

“yep.”

Suha nodded his head at Legion’s words.

He couldn’t hide his impatience, chewing his lips.

I thought victory was almost within reach, but I had no idea that an ambush would appear.

At that moment, there was a poke from behind.

A hearty laugh was heard.

Regien turned around. Sepia, a girl in a gothic dress sitting on a chair and swinging her legs, couldn’t help but smile.

“Is there anything interesting?”

“Yeah. I met someone I know.”

“… … .”

Legion frowned.

That means.

“Do you know anything about these guys?”

“huh.”

“May I ask for your opinion?”

Regien knelt down with the courtesy of a subject, and Sepia answered with her lips parted.

“These are the people who killed my friend.”

“… … .”

Regien opened his eyes wide at Sepia’s words.

She jumped down from the chair with a thud. As soon as her feet touched the ground, decay slowly began to spread from that spot.

“I never thought we would meet again.”

“Then, are you planning to come forward yourself?”

“Yes. He is the human who killed Arwen. I must welcome him.”

Sepia smiled faintly, but inside her, emotions were churning that she couldn’t explain.

Sepia herself did not understand that that emotion corresponded to anger by normal standards.