Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 225

A cold silence flowed.Lexion looked down at Arendt with a cold face.

Arthur realized that the murderous aura he felt from Lexion was growing stronger.

Even though there was a distance between them, his fingertips were starting to tingle.

It was Richt who stopped Arthur from instinctively reaching for his sword.

“Stay still.”

Arthur suddenly came to his senses and stopped moving at the sound of Richt’s soft whisper.

Laius was still quietly watching the situation.

In such a situation, it was not a situation where he could act rashly.

Laius was quietly watching the confrontation between Lexion and Arendt with his blue eyes.

Although he was holding his breath, he seemed ready to jump out the moment Lexion showed even the slightest sign of unsettling movement.

But that didn’t happen.

Lexion was still spraying thick murderous intent and magical power, but he was just quietly glaring at the knights.

After a long time, Lexion spoke first.

It was a calm and composed voice, unlike before when it had been full of playfulness.

“Where is it?”

“Why should I tell you that?”

Lexion’s eyebrows twitched as the apprentice knight tilted his head.

“The great dragon has finally shown his weakness, so there’s no way I’d just give it to him.”

Arendt’s characteristically soft tone was a delicate mix of politeness and sarcasm.

A cold sneer appeared on Arendt’s lips.

“Or, you could ask a little more politely. Then I could at least give it some thought.”

“…”

Arendt anticipated that Lexion would come soon and had hidden the book in advance.

“Did you think I would just sit there and wait? How can someone called a dragon be so clumsy? Well, it was so obvious that even my dull seniors have found out his identity.”

Arendt’s lips curled into a smirk.

“This is so embarrassing. How awkward. It must be embarrassing for you. It’s been a while since you went outside, and here you are, just eating shit in front of a little human brat.”

“This crazy…”

One of the knights opened his mouth.

It was common knowledge that that son of a bitch was not in his right mind.

But he never thought he’d be able to stand up against a dragon.

The pressure the dragon was emitting was more intense than before.

However, Arendt’s expression did not change at all and he continued to taunt the dragon.

Lexion remained silent for a long time.

And after a while, he opened his mouth.

“I really can’t understand.”

It was a dry sentence.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his murderous intent grew stronger.

“Aren’t you afraid of death?”

It was a questioning voice, as if he was genuinely curious.

“Or are you prepared to face death alongside your comrades? Or… do you really think you can face me?”

“Which one do you think it is?”

Arendt asked back jokingly.

“Of course all three are wrong. Why should I die? If I thought it couldn’t be done, I would have abandoned those people and run away myself. Those people are so obsessed with dying honorably that if they die by your hands…”

The apprentice knight’s gaze briefly fell on Arthur and Richt.

After a moment, Arendt shrugged and added nonchalantly.

“Wouldn’t they be satisfied? If they fought the dragon that invaded the palace and died, they could at least leave a name for themselves.”

“…”

“You will also be known as an evil dragon. It must be quite an achievement to suddenly burst into the palace of the Caerleon Empire and annihilate the knights.”

“…”

“Well, that’s if you can do it.”

.

Lexion’s eyebrows furrowed.

Arendt blurted out plainly, “I’ve talked for a while, but the bottom line is this: .”

“…Heh.”

Lexion, who had been quiet, burst into laughter.

“What ridiculous confidence, Arendt von Eckhart.”

Black magic began to rise from Lexion’s feet.

The knights instinctively grabbed their swords.

The same was true of Laius.

But Arendt did not move an inch from his spot.

He just stared at him with his golden eyes, as emotionless as glass beads.

Black magic began to swirl around Arendt’s feet, and Lexion’s sharp eyes cast an ominous coldness.

“Your fragile body is nothing more than that. I can shatter it into pieces with just a flick of my hand. It wouldn’t be bad to be called an evil dragon after a long time.”

“It’s exactly as you said. It’s not bad. It’s cool. But you’ll never get what you want.”

“If you don’t want to die, tell me. Where is the book?”

Lexion eventually lost his composure and threatened ferociously.

Then, a smile crossed Arendt’s lips as he stared blankly at the dragon.

“Okay, if that’s what you want, I’ll tell you.”

“What?”

Lexion’s face distorted at the unexpected words.

Arendt looked straight at him and continued speaking slowly.

“Where is the safest place in the Caerleon Empire? A place where a dragon thug like you can never invade. I left it there.”

“…”

Lexion froze, not understanding what he was saying.

In the stiff silence, Arendt continued to speak in a whisper, his voice full of laughter.

“Open to everyone, but inaccessible to everyone. A place guarded by the gentlest of men, yet the strongest in the world. A place that is infinitely merciful to those who have no place to stay, who have been starving and dirty for a long time, but firm to the rich and powerful.”

Arthur unconsciously relaxed and muttered.

“No way…”

There was only one place in the Empire that fit Arendt’s description.

Only then did Lexion realize the situation and his face hardened.

The dragon muttered in disbelief.

“…The Great Temple?”

Of course, the Great Temple was not a place that fit Arendt’s lengthy explanation until recently.

However, as Lumiel ascended to the position of the High Priest, the High Priest began to gradually change the temple, taking Arendt’s words as a point of reference.

“Thank goodness that the High Priest said she would take care of it. She will never hand it over unless I go and tell her the password I decided on in advance. She promised it in the name of God Luce.”

Arendt nodded and continued speaking leisurely.

“If you’re so confident, why don’t you go and threaten the High Priest? Go and say: ”

In contrast to everyone else’s shock, Arendt’s face now broke into a bright smile.

“Try to trample on the temple of God and threaten to kill the priests if they don’t hand over the book. Can you do it?”

“…”

Dragons have been called the closest thing to gods among the creatures on this earth.

Arendt guessed quite easily that it wasn’t just a nickname given to praise the dragon’s strength.

In the basement of the Magic Stone Mine, there was a sacred painting left behind by a dragon that worshipped the god Chernion.

And the prayer verse was left by the dragon himself, and was also on the cover of the book that Lexion was searching for.

That is, they may be beings who praise and fear God even more than humans.

As if his guess was correct, Lexion’s face instantly turned pale.

“Of course, only I know the password that the High Priest and I have agreed upon. If you kill me, you will never get your things back, unless you overthrow the Great Temple.”

“…There’s no need to capture and kill you. There are many other people here.”

Lexion replied in a sinister voice.

The enraged dragon’s magical power was now pressuring the knights to the point where it was difficult for them to breathe.

“Killing them one by one is not difficult, Arendt von Eckhart.”

“I don’t care whether those people die or not, but even if I say something like that, I don’t think you’ll believe me…”

Arendt tilted his head slightly and pretended to think for a moment.

A brief silence flowed through the messy dormitory.

No one was willing to open their mouths.

Even Lexion just stood there waiting for his next words.

With the gazes gathered around him, Arendt felt like he had become the main character on stage for the first time in a long time.

If the precariously hanging chandelier was the spotlight, the dumbfounded knights were the audience.

The opposing force was a dragon whose true identity had long been hidden behind a veil.

It was a special lead role that took a long time to cast on this crazy stage.

It was a pretty satisfactory situation.

The following lines flowed smoothly from his mouth.

“If you touch those people even once, I’ll be the first to kill myself. What do you think? Is that somewhat convincing?”

“…”

Lexion was left speechless.

The other knights were equally dumbfounded.

Because the light tone of voice made it sound so sincere.

Arthur, who had been standing there in a daze, suddenly came to his senses and shouted.

“Hey, hey! What the hell are you talking about?!”

“This is the level you need to go to in order to fight a dragon. Isn’t this a cheap price to pay?”

But Arendt just shrugged his shoulders.

As if trying to figure out what he meant, Lexion observed him with an expressionless face.

But that didn’t mean he could get anything out of him.

Arendt’s golden eyes were still calm, and his upright posture did not waver at all even though he was receiving all of the dragon’s magic and murderous intent.

Finally, Lexion realized.

‘That guy is serious.’

If he were to lay a hand on even one of these men, Arendt would put a knife to his throat without hesitation.

After a long while, Lexion let out a hollow laugh.

“This guy is so crazy that I can’t handle it.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

“Did that sound like a compliment?”

Lexion asked back in a bewildered manner at the natural response.

The knights felt a sense of unease at the sight.

Because that meaningless argument was something Arendt often had with other people.

It was evidence that the tense situation that seemed ready to explode at any moment had entered a lull.

The dragon’s murderous intent and magical power surrounding them dispersed in an instant.

The knights who sensed it looked at each other and hesitantly sheathed their swords.

“…Phew.”

Laius also let out a short sigh of relief and relaxed his posture.

Arendt, who was watching him, slightly arched his eyebrows.

“You accepted it surprisingly quickly.”

“You can only have a conversation with someone you can understand. I realized a long time ago that there’s no point in having a long conversation with a lunatic.”

Lexion clicked his tongue.

Rider muttered.

“Your words are correct…”

“Yes, that’s true.”

“As expected, dragons have a lot of wisdom…”

Lexion was dumbfounded as the knights chimed in here and there.

“…What kind of life have you been living?”

“Well, I like it. It seems like a pretty successful life.”

“…”

Lexion kept his mouth shut.

And after a while, Lexion simply changed the subject.

“What do you mean by request? Let me hear it first.”

It was a very strong expression of not wanting to engage with him any longer.