I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

167 – The Order of the Moon – (5)

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“Ugh.”

A loud noise. A flash. Finally, a vibration that shook the ground caused Lincia Airn to lose her balance and stumble. She almost fell, but Milia, who was next to her, helped her up.

When Lincia raised her head again and looked at the scene, the back of the palace was enveloped in a glittering halo of light, as if the sun had suddenly fallen from the sky.

In an instant the sky brightens.

Lincia squinted her eyes absentmindedly, feeling as if she was going blind if she couldn’t look at it properly.

“What, what the heck is this… … .”

If this much light is visible even from a spire far away, the light felt on site must be truly overwhelming.

Lincia felt uneasy at the light that could not be distinguished even with the spirit’s vision.

“P, it was Fried who did it, right? Right?”

“You can ask me… … .”

Lucy answered with a puzzled expression. Of course, asking the maid wouldn’t give a proper answer.

I bit my lower lip, feeling anxious, and felt a sharp metallic taste. When I put my hand on it, blood was flowing out.

“… … .”

It’ll be okay. Probably.

Didn’t Fried throw something out at the end? That must have been the explosion that occurred there. You’ll be fine.

With that comfort, Lincia looked to the side. She was thinking of asking for Millia’s opinion.

however.

“… Sir Millia?”

She pretended not to hear.

No, the one who had the energy to listen was looking at the scene with a smile of conversion.

The direction in which the golden pillar of light was rising. The light was strikingly similar to the color of Milia’s hair.

The moment she saw that, Lincia understood the whole story.

“ah.”

Even though her sister is said to be the strongest magician in history, Millia is also a genius magician born from the blood of the magic family Liantur.

For Millia, even the highest level of light magic would be easier than eating rice cake while lying down.

There’s no way she can’t refine a single magic stone.

“Oh, did you call?”

“… … .”

And for some reason, the expression on Milia’s face as she looked back was triumphant.

Lincia couldn’t help but turn her head away at the provocative expression that seemed to ask, “Are you still going to call this a demotion?”

Sure, it felt dirty.

*

“Huh!”

Kazimir grabbed both his eyes.

The enhanced kinetic vision unique to the bloodline and the weakness of being vulnerable to sunlight combined to create a flash of light that instantly entangled all of the bloodline. It was enough to instantly annihilate a lowly vampire and even blind Kazimir for a moment.

It was a clear mistake. It was not that Kazimir had not thought of the magic stone as a means. Arwen had told him about it herself before the battle.

‘Fried will mostly use unconventional methods. Even the stabbing in my chest was a bluff using the magic stone.’

‘Can the world’s greatest apostles be subject to such things?’

‘I thought so too. But I never thought he’d throw a sword.’

“knife?”

The moment I thought about it that way, I felt a chill.

Kazimir swung the sword he had in his hand in a hurry even though he couldn’t see.

Bang!

A loud recoil accompanied by a crisp sound hit my wrist. I guess the guy threw the sword.

“Throwing the royal sword is such a foolish thing to do. It might have worked on Arwen when she let her guard down, but… … .”

He waved his hand. A translucent shield formed around Kazimir.

“It doesn’t work for me.”

An iron wall that cannot be penetrated by any attack. This will keep you safe until your eyes recover.

But immediately after that a sound was heard.

Break it!

A heavy impact came with a sound like a rip through space.

“what…….”

As he said that, Kazimir opened his eyes slightly. His pupils were still burning, but he was able to distinguish objects in front of him.

“… … .”

The moment he opened his eyes, a woman with black hair and bright red eyes was right in front of him, raising her hand.

It was a face he knew well. Emma, ​​his blood relative’s mother. She was right in front of Kazimir.

The swaying blood magic gathered in her hands, and soon it became the blazing karma of hell.

“Blood infection?! Why you, Emma!”

Kazimir felt a cold sweat running down his face.

The pinnacle of blood magic, blood flame. The most vicious flame that burns everything, and if handled incorrectly, even the caster.

However, blood poisoning was fatal even to the vampire himself, as he was weak to fire and had to never touch it.

But Kazimir was not at all wary of this. He did not think that Emma had enough blood to use blood salt. It was a case that he had not even considered in the first place.

Any such doubts were immediately resolved when I saw her hand clutching the blazing flame.

Her hands were burning black. She was deploying blood magic, even at the risk of becoming disabled.

“How foolish!”

Kazimir was about to rush forward, but he had already deployed a shield to block the attack that had just come flying in. He had neither the time nor the leisure to dodge.

In a desperate situation, Emma placed her blood-stained hand on the shield with a longing expression.

Her beautiful mouth opened and a soft voice flowed out.

Kazimir also heard his mother’s voice often.

“I’m sorry, dear. But… … I can’t help it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge explosion occurred.

*

“Hmm.”

Meanwhile, Arwen, who was dealing with Seira inside the tent, hardened her face with an unpleasant feeling. She called out to Kazimir through the teleportation, but there was no answer.

Frown. Things don’t look good.

Until now, Kazimir had been exchanging ideas with each other through the power inherent in his body, but at one point, his energy suddenly weakened.

It’s not dead. If the apostle had died, the power he possessed would have naturally been passed on to the remaining apostles.

In that case, we should consider that there was significant damage.

“Why? Your expression has turned rotten. Is the situation bad?”

“… … Well, just looking at you, the situation is the worst.”

A monster that dealt with hundreds of foreign media trolls right before his eyes, and even inflicted irreparable damage on Sepia.

Seira Liantour didn’t even look tired.

She was so strong that even Arwen stuck her tongue out.

“I told you. No matter what happens, I will kill you with my own hands. I will keep my word.”

“That’s really scary.”

“It’s trivial.”

As Seira unleashed her mana, all the monsters rushing around her disappeared as if they were melting away. The one who unleashed this much power without using a spear was none other than Archmage. The strongest magician on the continent.

Arwen wiped her forehead in disgust.

It took some time. The outer castle walls had probably fallen, and Kleta had also stepped into the palace. Kazimir’s blood relatives would be causing trouble inside the inner castle, so it could be said that the road ahead was smooth.

Of course, as long as you get rid of that crazy monster in front of you.

I had an idea, but I don’t know if it will work out as I intended.

“I’ll admit it.”

Arwen clapped her hands, keeping her expression as hidden as possible. When Seira raised her eyebrows, she spoke as coquettishly as possible.

“They are definitely strong. The Liantur family is amazing.”

“What are you planning?”

“I’m just praising you honestly. If it weren’t for the limitations of the human race, you could have surpassed the level of divinity.”

Arwen looked around anxiously.

There’s only a moment left until the plan is implemented. I don’t know if the monster will accept it as is.

“So, are you begging to be spared?”

“Not similar.”

“ha.”

At Arwen’s words, Seira sighed deeply and raised her hand.

A tidal wave of mana is rising in that palm. If it were to be pierced there, it would not end with just Fried’s sword being stuck in the chest.

Seira fired mana without saying a word, but Arwen gritted her teeth and opened up Sepia to block it.

After a few rounds of exchanges, and the sepia was starting to become tattered, Seira glared at me, seemingly out of frustration, and rushed towards me. It seemed like she was planning to finish me off by getting in close.

But if you’ve come, that’s half the battle.

Arwen smiled in conversion.

The remaining half will be achieved by Sepia and Seneca.

“huh?”

Seira frowned.

Sepia’s attack flying in from a square. Compared to the attacks she had launched before, it was easier to dodge and counter.

But something felt strange. While feeling suspicious, Sayra deployed her magic.

And with my heightened vision, I spotted something moving inside Sepia’s body.

“……eight?”

The woman’s flailing arms were caught in thorny vines.

Seira, who had been frowning, was greatly embarrassed when she realized that the waves of energy contained in that arm were beyond imagination.

It was obvious without even looking that the owner of an arm with this much power was someone.

Seneca, the apostle of lust.

And her abilities are… … .

“ah.”

When I thought about it that far, I thought, “Oh no.”

Before Seira could even react, the piece of Sepia that was rushing towards her exploded.