Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 256

“You should calm down a bit.”These were the words of Richt after hearing about the situation.

But Arendt was just shameless.

“What did I do?”

“Are you serious?”

When Arthur, who was listening from the side, asked in disbelief, Arendt answered indifferently while loading the luggage onto the horse.

“Those who strike usually don’t remember. It’s only the one who was hit who grinds their teeth in revenge.”

“In that sense, it’s not his fault. He beat them up so much that there’s no more grudge left.”

Arendt nodded calmly at Richt’s calm words.

“Now I can finally understand.”

It was an undeniable statement.

Of course, the trouble started from that side, but if they had to pick a victim, it was definitely Count Eckhart.

The store that Arendt had acquired was transferred to the Khan Union and was preparing to reopen as a tea shop.

The customers who came and went from the store would be reminded of Count Eckhart’s painful defeat every time they saw the building, so there was no humiliation like it.

“If I were the Count, I would never turn my head in Arendt’s direction again.”

“I agree.”

Richt nodded at Arthur’s quiet mutters.

The Western Plains bordered Count Eckhart’s lands.

Since the Imperial Knights were personally dispatched and the Evil Cult was involved, it was natural that the Count, as the lord, should come out to welcome the Knights.

So it was natural that Arendt and the Count would meet face to face.

‘That’s what he said, but…’

Was this really okay?

Arthur looked at Arendt with some concern.

But before he could even bring himself to say that thought out loud, Arendt grabbed the reins and went outside first.

“Hey, hey!”

Arthur, who had been awkwardly calling out to him, made eye contact with Richt.

Richt also spoke with a displeased expression.

“Since the captain is with him, there won’t be any trouble. The Count won’t act rashly because of personal feelings.”

“I know that you may be right about the Count, but I don’t think that kid will stay quiet…”

Arthur looked at the place where Arendt had gone with uneasy eyes.

He was no different than usual.

As always, he was grumpy and was delighted at the fact that he had screwed over his father and made a lot of money.

He was a guy who acted as if he had sold away even the awkwardness that humans inevitably feel.

‘But…’

Something was bothering him.

But he couldn’t quite pinpoint what the problem was.

That was the thing that really bothered Arthur.

The sight of the entire Third Knight Order taking off at once, led by Laius, was majestic in itself.

The sight of knights riding straight through the streets on their sturdy, muscular, and glossy horses was like a painting worthy of a history book.

As it was not a sight one could see often, people would stick their heads out of windows or stand on the street, looking at them with curiosity and awe.

Cheers erupted everywhere for the knights who set out on a journey to defeat evil.

“Bring down the hammer of justice upon the villains who are disturbing the Empire!”

“May the glory of Luce be with you!”

“God bless you!”

But there was one person who could not accept the kind blessings at face value.

“Screw those blessings.”

“…Please be quiet. Others will hear.”

Laius, who did not miss Arendt’s short grumbling, chastised him.

He’d known for a long time that Arendt was a man without any faith, but somehow he seemed to become more and more twisted as the days went by.

“Why? Should I at least try to pray piously?”

Laius calmly replied to the answer which was laced with sarcasm..

“I wish you would bear with it for our sake.”

“Are you drawing a line?”

“It’s bad for your mental health in many ways.”

Arendt pursed his lips at Laius’s sharp words and then focused on riding again.

By rule, Arendt, originally an apprentice knight, was supposed to be at the back of the line.

However, since he had an item that could tell him where Stellar was, he was guiding them right behind Laius.

As a result, Laius was in the position of watching Arendt the whole time they were moving.

It was a fairly comfortable journey for the other knights, who would normally have been upset by Arendt’s banter.

Soon after leaving the castle, they spurred their horses on and picked up the pace.

Arendt took out the scale that was hanging around his neck on a leather strap and placed it on his palm.

When Laius saw that, he asked briefly.

“Is there any response?”

“It’s still quiet. I think we need to get closer to see.”

Arendt had yet to receive any explanation as to how they could find Stellar.

Lexion gave him the scales and disappeared just as he had come.

Because of that, there was no time to ask questions separately.

‘He said he was going to find the Evil Cult’s dragon.’

Arendt was lost in thought as he put the scale necklace back in its place.

Lexion pretended to be relaxed, but it seemed like the situation was becoming more urgent than expected.

‘I hope Captain Diana and Captain Kendrick will reap some gains.’

The two people who went to track down the Evil Cult that had left the Empire decided to conduct a large-scale search in cooperation with the Everan Kingdom and the Lucain Kingdom.

Arendt stressed to them that they had to identify not only the fanatics of the cult, but also the members of the ‘Sword of the Broken Heart’.

The Crown Prince and the other captains also agreed on that point.

They had to at least roughly pinpoint where the monsters were hiding.

‘If the ghoul summonings taking place in the Western Plains are the work of Jin, then at least we can assume that Jin is holding out within the Empire.’

The dragon in question seemed to be being tracked by Lexion, leaving Roger alone.

Roger seemed to be Jin’s lackey, but he didn’t seem to be following her around on important missions.

Because Jin and Roger moving together was an excessive waste of troops.

Arendt was lost in thought again.

‘Things could get bigger.’

There was a high probability that there would be a clash with the Evil Cult during a large-scale search.

If anyone drew their sword first, it would be the prelude to war.

Up until now, they have been blocking them, but their power was by no means negligible.

Roger and Jin, any possible members of the Sword of the Broken Heart, and a saint whose identity was still unknown.

In addition, there were living ghouls and homunculi created by Jin, as well as crazy believers who believe in and follow Chernion.

‘Instructor Zakar and his party will soon arrive in the Empire.’

By the time they cleared out the Western Plains and returned, Zakar and Sylvian would already be at the palace.

It was a much better situation than in “The Blue Knight of the Holy Sword”.

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The dispersion of forces may seem like a good sign at first glance, but it also meant that the area to be defended had become much larger.

“Arendt.”

Suddenly, a familiar voice woke him from his deep thoughts.

Arendt reflexively raised his head and met Laius’s blue eyes.

Laius, riding a horse a few steps ahead, turned his head slightly to look at Arendt.

“You have too many distracting thoughts.”

“Huh?”

Arendt frowned at the unexpected remark and asked back.

Laius looked straight ahead again and added simply.

“Just think about what’s in front of you. You don’t have to worry about what’s coming next.”

“…”

While Arendt was momentarily dazed, Laius spurred his horse and rode far ahead.

Laius’s back slowly moved away.

Arendt, who had been staring at his back in bewilderment, soon rubbed his face in embarrassment.

“…Wow, Sir.”

How did he know?

Lately, he’d been having these sudden realizations every now and then.

Laius was not someone to be underestimated.

Shaking his head once to compose himself, Arendt adjusted the reins and increased his speed.

‘I need to come to my senses.’

It seemed that he had stayed on stage for too long, and the tension was finally starting to ease.

The scale that Lexion had handed over only responded after they had traveled quite a distance from the Imperial Capital.

The sharp edges of the scale began to point in one direction, like a compass.

But that wasn’t all good news.

As they followed the scales, they ended up going straight towards Count Eckhart’s territory.

As a result, after a few days of travel, the situation that everyone in the Third Order was most worried about occurred.

A short sigh escaped the knights’ mouths as they saw the figures waiting for them outside the castle walls leading to Count Eckhart’s territory.

Arthur muttered vaguely as he slowly slowed his horse’s gallop.

“It turned out like this…”

“I don’t know anymore.”

It was a sigh from Rider who was nearby.

Most others felt similarly.

But Laius did not lose his composure.

Arendt, who was involved in everything, was also calm.

Arendt remained indifferent even after discovering the Count standing in front of the wide open gate.

Count Eckhart was waiting for the knights, riding on a white horse and escorted by his men.

The Count, seeing the knights approaching, dismounted first.

The knights also stopped their horses in front of the gate, and Laius, who was in the lead, stood in front of Count Eckhart.

“It’s been a long time, Count Eckhart. I am Laius de Winfried, Captain of the Third Imperial Knights.”

“It’s nice to see you again, Captain Laius.”

When Laius offered to shake hands first, Count Eckhart shook his hand with a blank expression.

At first glance, it seemed like an uneventful first greeting.

But the subtle coldness flowing between the two was noticeable to anyone.

Glenn whispered quietly.

“Why does it seem like the Captain is more upset than Arendt?”

“Count Eckhart doesn’t look too happy either.”

Without breaking his posture, Richt whispered softly back.

Moreover, because Arendt was close to Laius, it created a somewhat awkward dynamic for those watching.

And Arendt, the person concerned…

Arthur sighed as he checked the side profile of his junior from afar.

“It seems like he’s actually enjoying it a bit, though.”

“What a weird kid.”

Rider immediately hurled an insult.

While the knights whispered, the Count and Laius continued their conversation in a very formal manner.

“I have been informed of the situation. My aide will guide you to a place near the Western Plains. I have also prepared accommodations for you there.”

“Thank you for your kindness, Count.”

Laius responded with the same emotionlessness to the Count’s stiff words.

After finishing his greetings, Count Eckhart looked at Arendt behind Laius.

Arendt, who had been blankly staring at the Count for a while, met his gaze and tilted his head.

“What are you looking at? Is this your first time seeing a handsome person?”

“…”

Knights facepalmed here and there.

It was only a moment before a look of bewilderment appeared on the Count’s face, which had previously remained expressionless.

“That crazy bastard…”

No one refuted the curses someone muttered absentmindedly.