I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

205 – Side Story: Afternoon in Freesia – (13)

“This is the worst. The devil of the foreign world, who even offered his body, betrayed me.”

Regien Iendral could barely contain his boiling anger as he gripped the glass tightly. The glass shattered with a crash and blood spurted out, but he paid no attention to it.

Next to him, a couple of his aides were licking their dry lips while checking his complexion.

“What are you going to do? According to what the investigators have found out, the one who came this time is the Apostle Slayer. Furthermore, the person next to him is said to be the former Guardian Knight, Millia Liantour, and the spirit mage also known as the One-Man Army… … .”

“I know. I heard about it.”

Regien waved his hand, suppressing his anger.

Even those were unexpected figures. The biggest obstacle to this plan was the Archmage. However, no matter how overwhelming the magician, he could not keep up with the Manwolhwa’s mana capacity. Therefore, he judged that if he put Manwolhwa first, he would be able to sufficiently subdue her.

However, the article was a different story. These human weapons that adhered to the operating method of not emitting mana outside the body were able to be free from the influence of the full moon flower.

That is why, instead of using the regular method, they planned to defeat them one by one using foreign demons and their own modified beasts… … .

It’s not like there was no progress, such as actually killing the knight of Elvendel…

Less loud.

“Iendral, I have more news to tell you… … .”

“… … Haa. What is it this time?”

“The group of demons guarding the suburbs were completely annihilated.”

The hesitant informant reluctantly spoke, and the aides standing next to Rezien grumbled in shock.

“That’s ridiculous. The number was at least fifty.”

“One article? No, two? Does that make sense?”

“… … .”

Regien put down the broken glass.

The plan was completely awry. The person who suddenly appeared, Gukseo Iscoval, was a devil of the devil and the foreign press, and he was not someone who could be dealt with.

Perhaps it was natural. The guards were made up of only the most monstrous monsters in the empire. He was the most monstrous knight among them. It was impossible to catch him by normal means.

then.

“Quiet.”

Regien stood up from his seat, clearing up the commotion.

“Anyway, the devil from the foreign press was just a throwaway pawn. What’s important is the legion of demons that will move south from now on.”

Sepia was meant to be a time-waster. Although the results were negligible compared to the effort put in, I didn’t have high expectations from the beginning.

The main force is a legion of tens of thousands of demons that will soon push through Eisenward and into the imperial capital.

There are only a few steps left until the legions are ready.

“You can’t be frustrated by a single knight when you have the goal right in front of you. Can you?”

“You are right.”

For the liberation of the snow elves who reside in Eisenward.

Make elves great again.

Didn’t you have such grand ambitions?

“That article will have the Zodiac as its opponent.”

“… … Are you serious? That guy hasn’t adjusted yet, so I don’t know how he’ll act… … .”

“Isn’t there any other way to do it?”

Taking a deep breath, Regien strode over to her, reached into the glass case with his specially treated gloves on, and grabbed the full moon flower.

The extremely high concentration of mana emanating from it was so strong that I felt dizzy. If I held it for a few more minutes, I would suddenly die from mana intoxication.

Regien murmured softly, intoxicated by the mana flowing into his body.

“Everything is for the sake of King Elderheart.”

“……you’re right.”

*

Crunch.

“It’s never ending.”

“Well, but the numbers have definitely decreased, right?”

After cutting down one of the demons, Milia slammed her back against Fried.

The situation was getting worse and worse. As they approached their hideout under Sepia’s guidance, the number of demons attacking them increased exponentially, and now there were three digits of demons charging at them.

Of course, thanks to Fried’s incredible fighting prowess and Merta’s spirit army, we were able to somehow make our way through, but no one has infinite stamina.

“You… … don’t fight?”

“……what.”

Even in the midst of all this, I couldn’t help but find it annoying that Sepia was watching the battlefield from afar.

“Can’t you see that we’re having a hard time?”

“Show me.”

“Then don’t you think you should help?”

“Um… … Is that normal?”

“ha.”

Letting out a deep sigh, Sepia tilted her head as if she didn’t understand English.

“Arwen said the devil’s curse was good, so she told me not to eat it.”

“Just out of courtesy, I’d like to ask why?”

“Twisted and corrupt.”

“Let’s stop talking.”

Milia turned around, adjusting her sword.

It was because I realized that I couldn’t apply normal human standards to that demon.

But Sepia seemed to have no intention of ending the conversation.

“Milia.”

“Don’t call my name.”

“Liantour.”

“I didn’t even ask you to call my last name.”

“Then what should I call you?”

“……hmm.”

“Sister?”

“no!”

Milia rolled her eyes.

I was about to say something, but I held back.

“… …Just call me Millia.”

“Then Milia.”

“why.”

“Are you close with Iscobal?”

“… … .”

Sepia frowned at the sudden question, but her eyes sparkled.

“I think… you’re close.”

“Then why is Milia afraid of Iscobal?”

At Sepia’s question, Milia glanced back. Fried seemed busy observing the battle situation from behind the spirit barrier that Merta had shot out. It seemed that he had no time to pay attention to Milia.

I looked at Sepia again and asked.

“I’m afraid of Sir Fried? What are you talking about?”

“You keep stopping when you try to talk. People say that when they feel fear.”

“… … .”

I thought to myself, “I guess that’s how it could feel.”

“That’s… … just awkward.”

“Awkward? Milia and Iscoval?”

“Well, I guess so.”

But Sepia seemed to be thinking deeply and then blurted out the words one after another.

“Aren’t you two a match? Then why is it awkward?”

“Oh, a match!”

Millia dug her fingernail into Sepia’s crown.

A light sound was felt, but Sepia looked up at Millia as if she didn’t even feel pain.

“no?”

“no.”

“Even though we fight back to back?”

“Just because we fight together doesn’t mean we become partners. Sir Fried’s partner… … is someone else. … … It’s not me.”

“… … .”

Even though Millia explained it like that, Sepia pursed her lips as if she still didn’t understand.

“But you can still mate.”

“Ah, ahhh! What are you talking about, you little brat!”

“Milia? What’s wrong?”

“Oh, no! Nothing happened!”

Sepia covered her mouth with her hand and desperately waved her hand at Fried, who was looking this way.

“It really is scary. Ugh.”

“I told you it was noisy.”

I’ve grabbed the honey chestnut again.

At the same time, he felt a strange sense of dread that this devilish girl was the handmaiden of the apostle of corruption who had brought so much damage to himself and the empire.

Milia suppressed her feelings and approached Fried.

“How are things?”

“Well, it’s similar. Merta is trying hard to block it, but there’s no way to keep the defense shield up forever.”

As he said that, Fried tapped my shoulder with the back of Ernst’s sword.

“It means that in the end, we have to find a way out.”

“Are you going to use that technique from earlier?”

“Well, that’s true.”

Fried held his sword vertically at an angle.

And using blood magic, he covered Ernst with a thin layer of blood.

“however.”

“yes.”

“What were you talking about with that demon earlier? It seems like you’ve become quite friendly with each other since we last met.”

“That’s not it. That kid is just annoying me.”

“… … .”

Fried blinked in surprise.

“Why, why?”

“No, it’s just… … I thought it would be more like you to call Sepia a child.”

“… … .”

Millia’s mouth fell open at the fact that she hadn’t even noticed until Fried pointed it out.

“Ah, no, that’s just… … .”

“I’m not trying to blame you. I just… … find it fun.”

“I’m not laughing at others.”

“Haha. Sorry about that.”

Fried shrugged and lowered his posture.

It was the moment when Fried was about to signal Merta, who had deployed a barrier to launch an attack.

“… … .”

Merta’s eyes, which had been tightly wrapped around her and using her mana, flashed open.

But the scenery she was looking at seemed to be somewhere else.

Thanks to her experience of being by the side of Lincia, a fellow spirit sorcerer, Millia was also able to understand what that meant.

Merta was currently sharing her senses with the spirit.

“Merta, what do you see?”

“Ah, no… … That’s… … .”

Merta continued to speak haltingly.

“A scorpion? No… … a whale? Or… … a cannon… … ?”

Merta, who had been mumbling like that, swallowed her breath, turned around, and shouted.

“Blood, bleed! It’s flying!”

“What, what?!”

“shelling!”

Phew!

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light appeared on the other side of his vision.

Soon, a ray of light slowly flew in.

The small halo of light gradually grew larger as it got closer, and eventually it became a pillar of light the size of a house, passing through Merta’s barrier as if it were a thin film and covering Millia and her party.