Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 224

As Arthur and Richt drew their swords, the knights who had been watching from afar also began to gather one by one.No one asked what was going on.

Just the fact that Richt and Arthur drew their swords was enough to explain the whole situation.

Arendt, who had been expressionlessly looking at those who were increasingly surrounding him, blurted out coldly.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir.”

“You’re wrong, you punk. Arendt doesn’t speak so politely.”

This time, the one who was speechless was ‘Arendt’.

He was silent for a while.

He lowered his gaze to the floor, tilted his head as if he didn’t understand, and soon frowned.

Each and every one of his gestures was so calm that it was impossible to imagine that he was a being whose life was threatened by the tip of a sword.

A voice they had never heard before flowed out.

“I was polite? When exactly?”

It was a much lower, mid-bass voice compared to Arendt’s.

Richt answered the question calmly, as if he truly did not understand his question.

“Arendt doesn’t use such polite language when he addresses his seniors.”

“…”

“When asked where he went, that guy would reply, ‘What should I do, you figure it out.’”

Then Arthur also responded.

“And when you say you’ll fight to the death, he would grumble, ‘Well, that’s a righteous dog’s death.’”

“…”

Arendt, no, Lexion looked up at the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.

But that only lasted for a moment.

He grumbled, clicking his tongue.

“What kind of life has this damn kid lived? I was acting so arrogantly, and I’m still not even able to imitate him properly?”

A pure white light burst out and enveloped Lexion’s body, and with a bang! The light fragments shattered into pieces like a ruin and scattered into the air.

Neatly styled dark blue hair emerged from the sparkling halo.

He was taller than Laius and his body was perfectly proportioned.

As his closed eyes slowly opened, bright red pupils with sharp slits like those of a reptile were revealed.

The knights involuntarily stopped in their tracks at the sight of that eerie sight.

“You humans are so arrogant. How dare you point your swords at me.”

“…”

A low, hushed voice filled the living room oppressively.

Arthur clenched his sword tightly in his hand.

Richt, standing nearby, also stiffened for a moment.

He felt a huge pressure and presence from Lexion.

In addition, a burning magical power that made their skin sting was slowly squeezing the knights.

But Arthur and Richt took a big step closer to Lexion.

Then a look of surprise appeared on Lexion’s face.

“Hoo.”

The same was true for the other knights that were in the lobby.

The knights who had approached before he knew it were surrounding Lexion.

The figures with their hands on their scabbards looked ready to draw their swords and rush in at any moment.

Lexion tilted his head with an indifferent expression.

“I’m just asking, but do you know who I am?”

“I know. You’re the dragon who’s desperate to give our apprentice knight a piece of your mind.”

Lexion grunted and rubbed his chin as Arthur responded with a growl.

“That’s very accurate. Even knowing that, you still pointed your sword at me without a moment’s hesitation?”

His bright red eyes, as if soaked in blood, moved around silently.

“Wow, that’s amazing. Should I say that it’s truly a knightly spirit? Or should I say that you’re stupid?”

The mocking voice made their insides itch.

At that moment, Arthur and Richt were tensing their bodies so that they could react at any moment.

An electric current flashed before their eyes.

Kwaaaaang!

The sword that had been smoothly drawn was blocked in front of Lexion’s nose.

Lexion’s eyes widened, as if he hadn’t expected this.

His red eyes captured the calm blue knight’s face even in this situation.

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Laius’ sword scraped against the defensive barrier that Lexion had reflexively deployed, making an unpleasant sound.

“…Nice to meet you, Lexion.”

Laius spoke calmly, his expression unchanged.

Lexion blinked several times and burst into laughter.

“You are… Sir Laius de Winfried.”

If it had been any other knight, it would have been clear that he would have bounced off the pressure of the shield long ago.

But Laius held his ground even as he was hit head-on with a force that made his sword tremble.

“I regret meeting you like this. Please forgive my rudeness in drawing my sword when we first met.”

From beyond the sword that held a clear, dark aura, Laius spoke calmly.

There was a subtle heat in his blue eyes.

“But I don’t like it when you insult my subordinates who have shown courage.”

“…Is this entire Knight Order out of their minds? Well, fine.”

Lexion smiled faintly and used his magical power.

“I’ll play with you for a bit.”

The moment when Laius reflexively kicked the ground to create distance.

!

The shield blocking Lexion’s front exploded in a large explosion.

Laius stepped back and quickly lifted his head to check his opponent.

Lexion, holding a long spear made of magical energy in one hand, was quickly approaching.

“…!”

As soon as he raised his sword, the tip of Lexion’s spear pierced the sword’s blade with great force.

Chae-ae-aeng!

The sound of metal rubbing against metal rang in his ears.

At the same time, a tremendous shock hit Laius’ entire body.

The sword that had absorbed the dragon’s tremendous power shook slightly.

But Laius stood firm with an expressionless face.

Lexion’s eyes widened in interest.

“What? You’re pretty good.”

At that moment, Arthur and Richt rushed in simultaneously from behind.

Lexion glanced behind him and summoned another pitch-black spear in his other hand, easily blocking Richt’s sword.

Arthur’s sword was also blocked in vain by the attack that Lexion had unleashed.

“I thought you were passive, but you do have some skills.”

A smile of amusement appeared on Lexion’s lips.

“…!”

Kwaaang!

A powerful magical force exploded and swept through the surrounding area.

Richt and Arthur, who were not prepared, were instantly knocked away and slammed into the wall.

The dragon didn’t even glance at the two people.

Without even giving him a moment’s pause, a murderous attack came flying from behind him.

Lexion summoned his pitch-black spear again and turned his body around to block the attack.

Kuuung!

A heavy rumble, as if mountains were colliding with each other, shook the entire building.

In the middle of the living room, in the midst of a mess with a sofa overturned and a broken bookshelf, the captain of the Third Imperial Knights, Laius, and the dragon Lexion were in a tense standoff.

.

The ground the two people were standing on slowly began to crack.

But no one backed down first.

Lexion frowned slightly, blocking Laius’ sword with his long spear.

“…The Shadow of the Strong.”

His gaze fell on Laius’ hand.

A glossy black ring was on the Knight Captain’s rough finger.

Suddenly a smile appeared on Lexion’s lips.

The moment Laius noticed it, Lexion immediately shook him off with incredible force.

“…!”

He almost slammed to the floor, but Laius managed to spin around in the air and land on his feet.

Lexion stood there, waiting quietly until he was fully upright.

Lexion spoke as their eyes met.

“Hey, Captain. Tell that cheeky little apprentice knight to come here with my stuff. I’ll only let him get away with it this once.”

“…There is no reason for me to do that. The only ones who can give orders to the Imperial Knights are His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince.”

The corner of Laius’ mouth, which was responding calmly, was torn by the shock just now and was dripping with blood.

Just as Lexion was about to raise his eyebrows at the old-fashioned retort, Laius added, wiping his lips roughly.

“Or you could just say it to him yourself.”

“Huh?”

.

At that moment, the door to the dormitory, which no one was paying attention to, moved.

It was Arendt who appeared through the half-open door.

“…Oh.”

Arendt paused for a moment after seeing the situation that unfolded in the dormitory.

The sofa was smashed, the floor was split open, and a chandelier swayed precariously with its connectors half-broken.

In addition, all of the seniors were in a fighting stance with their swords drawn, and Richt and Arthur, who were barely able to pull themselves together, were in shambles.

Finally, there was the confrontation between Laius and the dragon standing across from him.

Arendt’s indifferent eyes glanced around, taking everything in, and he blurted out:

“What a spectacle.”

“This damn bastard…”

Someone muttered curses as if in lament.

That represented everyone’s feelings.

Arendt strode into the chaotic room.

Arthur, who was getting up unsteadily, glared at him angrily.

“Where have you been and why are you only here now?”

“What do you want me to do, senior?”

The knights fell silent at the reply that came without a moment’s hesitation.

Yes, that was Arendt.

That bastard wasn’t something just anyone could imitate.

Richt, who rarely lost his composure, muttered without realizing it.

“It’s a good thing you’re so unconventional and have no manners.”

“What are you talking about?”

Arendt ignored his words with a gesture of picking his ear, stepped on the broken tiles and stopped dead in front of Lexion.

Lexion’s bright red eyes gazed down at Arendt.

Arendt, too, did not avoid his gaze and looked up at him askance.

“I told you to come find me, I didn’t tell you to cause trouble. For a reptile, your attitude toward a human is quite disrespectful.”

“…Aha, this is what it should be like.”

Lexion, who had been silent for a moment, burst into laughter.

“Well, I personally came here, Sir Arendt. I told you to find the item and bring it to me. What kind of trick is this? Am I a joke to you? Or…”

The dragon, tilting his head slightly in a deliberately playful manner, radiated an eerie murderous aura.

“Don’t you know that life is precious?”

“…”

In an instant, he felt an enormous momentum and, without realizing it, he grabbed his sword.

The same was true for the other knights.

But Arendt, who was actually enduring his murderous aura, continued to stare at him with an arrogant gaze.

“I thought it was strange. I was out all day today, but Count Stadler saw me. You must have transformed into me and strode around the palace. Judging from the way you beat up my seniors, my room must have been ransacked as well.”

Arendt blurted out leisurely, having said that.

“So, did you find what you were looking for?”

Lexion’s face hardened, as if stabbed in the side.