I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

211 – Side Story: Afternoon in Freesia – (Complete)

“So what? Do you know how angry that Black Tower Lord was? The public hearing hall became a complete mess?”

The golden-haired woman standing before your eyes and giving an impassioned speech, Seira Liantour.

Looking at her older sister, Milia, who was inside the iron bars, let out a small sigh.

“So what’s the conclusion?”

“doesn’t exist!”

I sighed at the expected answer as I watched my sister shouting brightly.

I had expected it to some extent. Well, there is a magician who has absorbed the power of an alien into his body, so wouldn’t all the organizations rush to deal with this treatment?

It was an unprecedented event to begin with.

“First of all, they said they would burn the religious group.”

“Ugh.”

Even without that, the cult’s headquarters had been destroyed by a joint attack by Arwen and Kleta a few years ago when the cult was at its peak, so foreign media would have been trembling.

“And… … the mainstream opinion in the magical world is that we should first dissect and verify Leah.”

“Well, that makes sense.”

First of all, if there’s something they’re curious about, they have to take it apart, dissect it, and analyze it to feel satisfied. That’s what wizards are.

Although Millia herself was now a wizard rather than a knight, she could never get used to the crazy way of thinking that was characteristic of wizards.

“Lastly… … Speaking of the guards.”

“huh.”

“Reserve your opinion! There seems to be a lot of talk internally. For now, let’s take a moderate approach. Well, the captain of the guards may be caring about a former colleague.”

“Lord Lautrec… … .”

“Well, the one with the most influence is definitely Fried.”

Fried.

Milia flinched at the mention of that name.

Seira chuckled, looking at the reaction as if she was enjoying it.

“Well, I think the most urgent task right now is investigating the rebellion that occurred in Eisenward. I think I’ll be here for a long time.”

“… … I guess so.”

A rebellion by the Eisenward lottery faction led by Regien.

Because of that, or rather because of that, the empire was once again in a state of emergency.

There were people who cried out for imperial control over all the principalities, and there were even extremists who advocated for a single imperial theory and called for the annexation of all territories.

In this situation, a woman who accepted the power of a foreign media outlet would not have caught the eye of those in high places.

“ha.”

Eventually, Milia leaned her back against the wall of the room, as if she was tired.

This is the imperial dungeon where the priestess Yuria of the past sect was imprisoned.

This prison, made of a special metal, was incapable of using power or mana. All that could be felt was the feeling that the Sepia inside the body was slowly recovering the body.

[What happens to us?]

“I don’t know about that either.”

At least it didn’t seem like a conclusion would come quickly.

The real culprit was locked up and they continued talking amongst themselves. It was quite unfair, but there was nothing else to do.

“Well, considering that Yuriana Seneca received a special pardon… … they should be able to at least survive. At least they didn’t commit any hostile acts against the Empire.”

[What happened to that kid?]

“Life sentence. Probably nearby.”

[Should we do that too?]

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep my promise no matter what. Right, Sister?”

When I asked Seira, she yawned and smiled faintly.

“Well, that’s right. It’s okay. Our father also works tirelessly day and night to help you, Leah. I heard that even the family treasure vault was opened recently? This is the first time in my life that I’ve seen it open.”

“haha…….”

“He forced it through, even bowing his head, despite the elders’ strong opposition.”

“… … .”

“Well, I guess I should try a little harder. But I don’t want to see our Leah being dissected, do I? No, I’m curious at least once.”

Seira smiled faintly.

Milia stopped talking, trying to let it flow as usual.

“… … .”

“What’s wrong, Leah? Out of character. Are you kidding me? How much I… … .”

“Okay, please.”

“… … .”

Seira’s eyes narrowed.

Milia said with a forced smile.

“I’ll trust you, sister. Because we’re family.”

“… … .”

As soon as she heard the last words, Seira’s eyes gradually grew wider and blinked several times.

“… … Uh, uh. Okay. That’s right. Because we’re family. Yeah.”

Seira nodded repeatedly, stroking her chin, then tilted her upper body to examine Milia’s face.

“Hey, Leah. Are you okay?”

“what?”

“No… … Did the devil of foreign media take the initiative?”

“That’s not it.”

Milia took a deep breath.

Only then did Seira calm her heart, perhaps seeing a glimpse of her old self in that action.

“Okay. I’ll try to do something.”

“Is there a way?”

“Isn’t this your older sister? With the Archmage’s breath, it won’t be hard to get you out of here.”

“… … .”

Even though Seira is the most influential person in the magical world, and is one of only three contemporary Archmages and the strongest Archmage of all time, is that really possible?

When I looked at her with such suspicion, Seira shrugged her shoulders.

“Oh, of course you’re not talking about me. I’m talking about the other Archmages.”

“father?”

“No, there’s another one. That old man.”

“Surely not… Sir Zikmael?”

“bingo.”

Millia swallowed her breath.

“How can such a great person be close to someone like you?”

“… … Something like that. Don’t you think this older sister might get hurt?”

Seira raised her head, acting as if she was exaggerating her sobs. A mischievous smile appeared on her face.

“Coincidentally, Archmages, whether they are close or not, have a chance to meet each other once a year.”

Seira giggled and whispered through the bars.

“In fact, it was thanks to that old man that I predicted that an incident would occur in Eisenward this time.”

“… … .”

“Ah, it was me who sent Fried Army! Isn’t that great?”

“… … Haa. It was my sister’s plan again.”

“What, I never dreamed that the results would turn out this way… …, but as long as Leah is safe, it’s okay!”

If Seira is the greatest wizard, Zikmael is the oldest wizard. When it comes to research and knowledge, he is said to be far above all other wizards in the world.

If the archmage who lives in seclusion, far removed from reality, were to write a petition, the impact would certainly be great.

“So, Leah, don’t worry and get ready to get out of there.”

“okay.”

Seira turned her back, making a noise.

But soon his footsteps stopped, and he turned slightly towards Millia and said.

“… … We’re family, right?”

“Yeah. Because we’re family.”

The sound seemed to warmly touch Milia’s heart like autumn sunlight.

[Milia, you’re embarrassed.]

“Be quiet.”

*

Some kind of riot occurred in Eisenward.

The training took nearly two months.

The Empire was once again sweating over the rebellion it faced in Isenward, and Isenward officials, including Saelar, were once again forced to bow their heads before the revived Senate.

That’s how it is now.

“… … .”

Thud thud.

“… … .”

Thud thud.

“Hey, Lincia?”

“why!”

I slowly averted my eyes from Lincia’s gaze, which was glaring angrily.

He had been fidgeting and pacing around the room all morning.

“Wouldn’t it be better to calm down a bit? No matter what, Milia… … .”

“also!”

Lincia growled.

“Again, again… … they are calling Lord Liantur by his name.”

“No, then what should I call you? I’m just doing what I usually do.”

“Oh, no. Anyway, Fried is not allowed.”

Lincia tried to sit on her chair and catch her breath to calm herself down, but her feet were wiggling noisily as if expressing her true feelings.

I looked at the sight with pleasure and then raised my head.

It’s about time I came out.

“Why, why are you laughing?”

“what?”

“Aren’t you going to laugh when that woman comes again?”

I shrugged and picked up Lincia.

She lets out a shrill scream, but he ignores her and places it on his thigh.

“I, I told you to stop treating me like a child… … .”

“Well, so what. It’s a courtyard anyway.”

“I see you too, Lord Pendrin.”

Lincia twisted her body with all her might, but she just writhed in my arms.

Rather, Lautrec just smiled as if he couldn’t stop himself from watching this.

“Fried. It’s a crime.”

“Please be quiet, Eina.”

Lincia stopped tossing and turning as Eina pouts.

Eventually, she puffed out her cheeks and lifted her chin to meet my eyes.

“what’s the matter?”

He asked that and shrugged his shoulders.

“Is this okay?”

“Of course it’s okay.”

In fact, I never thought that Milia would be in danger because she had absorbed the power of a foreign god.

Because the system was proving it.

[ Ending #56 / “Sephia, the Corruption Family” ]

＞ Avoidance

＞ Survival score + 1

With the dead-end variable called Sepia gone, she was no longer dangerous.

I was convinced as I looked at the system window, but Lincia seemed anxious.

No, it’s most likely for another reason.

As expected, Lincia raised her hand with wavering eyes.

“I promise.”

“What promise?”

“I will never sell my eyes.”

“Of course I would.”

As he said that and kissed her forehead, Lincia blushed and moved to sit next to her.

This too is convenient in its own way.

“It’s annoying.”

“Aina Kyung, you said it was noisy?”

While we were having such a pointless conversation, the door to the courtyard opened.

“Oh, there he comes.”

Let’s turn our attention to Lautrec’s horse.

“… … .”

Standing in the dazzling sunlight was a golden-haired woman wearing a robe, Millia Liantur.

Her hair was braided long and hung over her left shoulder, and her glasses were hung on the neck of the shirt she was wearing underneath.

The unmistakable attire of a wizard.

I was speechless for a moment at her appearance, then shook off my distracting thoughts and spoke.

“It suits you well, Milia.”

“Is that so?”

“Well, I’m a bit more familiar with the knight Millia Liantour.”

“He’s a torture wizard. There’s nothing I can do.”

Torture wizard.

A position once held by Rowan and left vacant after his death.

Because the strong candidate Seira gave up her seat, the position of torture wizard ended up going to Milia.

Currently, Millia has absorbed all of Manwolhwa’s remaining mana, and her mana capacity is comparable to that of Seira, so she is the perfect person for the job.

However, Seira herself showed confidence by saying, “But it won’t work for me.”

“Still, it’s nice to meet you.”

I welcomed him with open arms, and Lautrec returned the greeting by striking his scabbard twice on the ground.

Aina also smiled at the face she had not seen in a long time… … .

“… … Ugh.”

Only Lincia, who was present, was looking at Millia with her shoulders shaking.

Millia must have felt those gazes, as she smiled and bent one knee.

“Your Majesty, I greet you in your presence. Shin Liantur, this time I pledge my loyalty to the Empire and the Crown as a sorcerer.”

“… … That, that’s right. Me too, please take care of yourself.”

Lincia stiffly stands up from her seat and greets people.

As if she had been waiting for him, Milia walked slowly towards him.

Of course, Lincia looked at Milia, who was passing by as if she was dumbfounded.

“……hmm.”

Milia, who had come right up to me, slightly raised her head and looked at me.

“I clearly told you to take good care of me, didn’t I?”

“That’s right.”

“In that sense.”

Milia slowly approached me, spread her arms, and hugged my chest.

I thought I heard Lincia scream, but before I could notice, a stronger floral scent tickled my nose.

“I won’t give up, Mr. Fried.”

“… … .”

After a moment of this, Milia slowly stepped back.

Both of his cheeks are flushed, as if he thought he had taken a half-hearted approach.

I rubbed my philtrum, and the situation eventually ended with Lincia’s angry scolding.

“What happened! Fried! Even when he makes promises! He doesn’t know how to keep them!”

Nagging with this kind of nuance was a bonus.

“… … .”

Millia Liantour, standing back.

As I looked at the blonde woman, who seemed to be covered in bright yellow gold as if she was receiving sunlight directly, I realized the identity of the flower scent I had smelled a moment ago.

“… … Freesia.”

It was truly Freesia.