I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With - Chapter 65
I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With chapter 65
65 – Homecoming – (3)
He swung his sword and hit the arrow that was piercing it. It was thanks to Fried’s insane reflexes.
I clicked my tongue and glared at the far-off darkness. Through the darkness, I could see dozens of human figures blurry.
A lot of people came.
I glanced at the coachman’s seat and saw a bent head hit by an arrow.
In fantasy novels, the coachman is always in a position where he dies, but it doesn’t seem to be an exception.
Best of luck.
“It seems difficult to escape. I have to deal with it.”
It was a simple intuition that I first noticed the raid.
It was because his senses were extremely sensitive because of the elf, Eina, who had been laughing in front of him all day long.
Every time I talked about Lynchia, she kept splitting the thread, so I wanted to split that head, but ironically, thanks to that, I was able to detect a subtle noise outside the carriage.
The regular sound of grass scraping, and the annoying crackling sound of metal colliding with each other.
It seemed that a considerable number of armed groups followed.
Arrows flying in succession.
This time, Milia struck it accurately with a stab. The broken arrows scraped the outer wall of the wagon with a tearing noise.
I looked at Todd, shaking my head. He was staring at the sword I pulled out as if he didn’t understand the situation.
said to Todd.
“What’s good about security? It’s a completely lawless area.”
A group of bandits attack the main road connecting the capital and the imperial capital? You have to sound sensible.
“That, that’s the first time I’ve ever had this… No matter how rampant the bandits are these days, there’s no way they’ll come out to an open area like this…”
Todd murmured in bewilderment.
Looking at his pale face, it seemed to be a very unusual event. If that statement is true, the identities of the attackers are not ordinary thieves.
Once again, Millia hit the arrow.
She looked at me and glanced over the chair. It seemed to be waiting for instructions.
The third act has not yet begun. Even the place is out of the capital. I was outside of the main story now.
If so, what should I do?
The answer came soon.
It was said that it was okay to drive in without paying attention to the front and back. If there is a problem, Harzfeld will solve it. Rather, he might be enraged at the fact that his carriage bearing the insignia of his family was attacked.
“Milia, take the left side.”
Milia gave a small nod of her head as an answer, then kicked out the window on the side where Todd was crouching and ran out. At the same time, he swung his golden mana-covered sword into the air.
Flashes of light flashed along with the explosion, and the son-in-law brightened.
Thanks to that, it was possible to see the appearance of the attackers who had surrounded the wagon.
All of them were dressed with bloody blades and their heads wrapped in black hoods.
Could it be a church? You’ve already reached here?
Even the silent assailants seemed surprised to find that it was a knight with a golden glow that jumped out of the wagon.
The guys in front started to whine. In the meantime, a voice mixed with anxiety could be heard sparsely.
However, a man with a long spear, standing far away, slammed the spear pole to the floor. Everyone shut their mouths. He drew his bow down from his back, tugged at the string, and whistled.
With this as a start, the raiders again straightened their lines and straightened their weapons. It was ready to run at any moment.
The orderly posture seemed to be a well-trained group. The guy with the spear must be the leader. I guessed and kicked open the door of the wagon.
Breathing in the night air and going outside, they hesitantly fixed their weapons.
Well, even the guys couldn’t have imagined that two knights would come out of the wagon.
I said to Ernst at an angle.
Although he was surrounded by dozens of enemies, his mind was surprisingly sharp. No, rather, an itchy thirst began to rise from the inside of her body. It was a feeling he felt during the battle with Atral.
In order to suppress this, I deliberately continued to speak loudly.
The voice rang out surprisingly loud thanks to the open air around it.
“The liver came out of the boat, you guys.”
Soon, the arrows that flew in the blink of an eye were filled with chilly air.
But it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t react. Compared to Millia’s sword, this level was no different from the crawling speed of a slug.
He lowered his head to avoid the arrow. I saw the leader of the assailants who had shot the arrows pull the bowstring again in dismay. I couldn’t have imagined avoiding it.
Before the arrows flew again, I sprinted to close the distance with them. Before I even raised my sword, I drew Ernst horizontally.
With a squeaky sound like stepping on a cake, the two heads flew through the sky.
Silently, a solid silver line was drawn using the darkness as a drawing paper.
And two of his men died without even screaming. A long stream of dark red blood splattered through his hair.
“Azensard-sama! If we continue like this, the battle line will collapse!”
An archer pulling a bowstring screamed desperately.
The man whose name was called, Azensard gritted his teeth.
How the hell did this happen?
Azensard felt like crying.
A ghastly scene unfolded before my eyes.
To the left, a flash of silver was raging, sweeping away Azensard’s subordinates like autumn leaves, and to the right, golden mana was shaking the heavens and the earth.
Literally a one-sided massacre.
Although he usually didn’t show it, Azensard, who had devoted a lot of affection to his subordinates, couldn’t help but distort his face.
“You didn’t tell me there were monsters like this…”
Throwing a double curse at his boss for giving him a ridiculous mission, Azensade devised a countermeasure.
Agensard’s mission was simple. All he had to do was attack the carriage Hartzfeld was riding in and take his life. Of course, I didn’t think there wouldn’t be an article. Harzfeld is, first of all, the Grand Duke of the Empire. It was clear that he would be accompanied by a considerable force of escorts.
However, I decided it didn’t matter. Even though he was a knight, he was not invincible. All you have to do is push it with the difference in the number of pages, surround it from both sides, and shoot arrows from a distance.
A knight in danger will spread mana to block arrows and protect himself, but the mana that can be handled at one time is limited. If it goes to a war of attrition, of course the majority will have an advantage. In fact, Azensad and his troops have taken the lives of countless knights in this way.
But that’s it.
“Anyway, you’re a Guardian Knight!”
The Guardian Knight was an exception.
They were not beings with common sense.
Among the numerous knights on the continent, only monsters boasting overwhelming military power belonged to the Royal Guard. Aren’t they special among them?
In fact, the two guardian knights in front of me literally broke the strategy prepared by Azensade from the front. He spread his mana and blocked the flying arrows without doing anything, and broke through the siege as it was.
“Uh, what should I do!
The archer, no different from an aide, shouted with an expression about to cry.
Azensad clenched his fists until blood flowed.
Of course, this was after the retreat was decided in case the operation failed. Because Azensard was a meticulous man.
However, that is useless now. If the opponent is a guardian knight, the story is different. It was clear that no matter how much he tried to escape, he would soon be pursued.
Still, Agensard was skilled. He made the best decisions even in the darkest of circumstances.
“Retreat! Instead, the battle line remains and ties them up!”
“It can’t be helped. If it continues like this, everyone will die.”
The aides saw Azensard’s expression and shut up.
Even he, who usually doesn’t show his emotions well, had his lips white with fear.
In the end, the subordinate who saw this had no choice but to nod his head.
A long whistle sounded the signal for retreat. Of course, the front line won’t hear it. Even if it’s because of the formation that has already been blown up, they won’t have time to be aware of the situation around them.
Throwing away even their weapons, they started running towards the canyon. The road leading this way has a wide entrance, but the passage is narrow, so it was not easy for the pursuer to break through the obstacle.
Tak tok tok!
Azensard struggled to suppress the fear of life and swayed his steps. The spear, which he cherished as if it were his life, was abandoned long ago. It wouldn’t mean anything in front of the Guardian Knight anyway.
He was not afraid of retaliation from his superiors. Rather, what I’m afraid of is that I’ll be chasing from behind… … .
I will follow… … ?
Azensard quickly turned his head.
And I saw the corpses of my old men who were literally gutted.
Also, on the pile of corpses, I saw a knight with golden hair – probably Milia Liantur – leaning back.
Soon, a golden bolt of lightning formed on her hand, and it began to take the form of a giant spear.
Azensard doubted his eyes.
As someone who was well versed in magic, he could tell.
Isn’t that the highest level of magic, the Golden Spear? Why are you chanting magic for an alternative knight?
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Doubts did not last long.
The blonde knight straightened his bent body and swung his arms vigorously.
The golden spear blade, which seemed to be the size of a knuckle, had arrived right before his eyes.
At the last moment, Azensard had a hunch of death.