I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

168 – The Order of the Moon – (Complete)

“Is it over?”

Arwen, the apostle of corruption, said this while wiping away the sweat that was forming.

Some time had passed since Seira was caught in the explosion. However, the mushroom cloud that had risen up still showed no signs of going away. That meant that a powerful explosion had occurred.

A bomb that almost maxed out the power of the Apostle of Lust, Seneca. Since even the catalyst used a part of the Apostle’s body, it was actually twice as powerful as the bomb used on National Foundation Day.

Since you’ve been caught up in the orthodoxy, it’s safe to say that there’s no chance of survival.

In reality, the weakening of the veil of foreign news meant that Seira had either died or was in a state worse than death.

“I told you, that b*tch has a talent for making people sick.”

This time I almost died for real.

How many times have I experienced such a life-threatening crisis?

Even for Arwen, who had lived for nearly hundreds of years, it was a spine-chilling experience. She never wanted to experience it again.

“Ugh. What a monster of a b*tch.”

Arwen shuddered alone and muttered curses as she passed through the curtain. The palace outside was a ruin. The imperial defenses built outside the outer walls had already collapsed and retreated inward long ago, and the cannons installed on the walls were destroyed by the fragments of the foreign gods that Arwen had summoned.

Arwen smiled broadly at the sight of the gruesome sight.

“Okay. Looks like Cleta is doing well.”

He nodded and summoned Sepia.

What emerged staggering from inside Sepia was a woman with her left arm cut off. Her face was haggard, perhaps due to having been eaten for a long time, and a black, semi-solid clump of blood was dripping from the cross-section of her shoulder blade, which had not even been properly treated.

Arwen snickered at the sight of Seneca, the apostle of lust, a woman in such a miserable state.

“Thanks to you, Seneca. The Archmage has been neutralized.”

“Lord Arwen… … .”

Seneca looked around with an anxious expression, looking down at the miserable sight of the palace.

After much thought, this is what she finally said.

“Then my role is… … .”

“It’s the end.”

“ha ha ha.”

Seneca sighed in relief while looking at Arwen. His lower eyelids were trembling slightly as he looked at her.

Arwen, who had dealt with many people, knew well what kind of emotion it came from.

It’s fear.

“Seneca, do you really think I’m going to kill you just because I’ve become useless?”

“… … Ah, no, that’s… … .”

Seneca was flustered and tried to change his words, but when Arwen stared at him, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Arwen looked at her pitiful appearance and shrugged her shoulders in disapproval.

“How could I do that? Killing the number one contributor to the murder of Archmage? You have to say something reasonable.”

Seneca’s expression brightened noticeably at Arwen’s words.

She had to make a considerable effort to keep back her laughter.

“Then what should I do?”

“Uh, um. Just rest somewhere quiet. I’ll call you if you need me.”

“Arwen… … .”

“I’m going to help Kleta. I think Kazimir got hurt.”

Arwen curled her lips as she watched Seneca’s back as he took refuge in a safe building at a leisurely pace.

“There’s no way I could kill him. The friend who would be the final piece of my plan.”

There was only one reason why Seneca was kept alive.

Because it was necessary when everything was over and Cleta had eaten the incarnation of the Lord and ascended to the realm of a god, not just a god.

A bomb that can even kill a god. Its nickname was not an exaggeration. Just now, it was used to deal with a magical monster that was infinitely close to a god.

A bomb with Seneca’s heart as a catalyst could even bring down the god-turned-Cleta.

If that happens, the divinity that she so desperately desires will soon become Arwen’s.

“Haha. I’m looking forward to it.”

Arwen couldn’t control her anticipation of what would happen next. She laughed and walked away.

The destination, of course, is the center of Naeseong.

Because from now on, I was planning to throw the battle into chaos.

*

Knock knock knock.

He runs with Emma on his back.

We rushed inward, seeing traces of the battle that had taken place on the outer side. As we did so, the corpses of fallen soldiers, weapons, and sticky tar-like corpses of the religious order began to gradually come into view.

It seemed that the situation had already deteriorated rapidly while he was fighting Kazimir.

Biting my lower lip, I asked about Emma’s well-being while she was carried on my back.

“are you okay?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You have hands, right? Hands.”

I look at Emma’s hand. Her hand was blackened and charred, now twisted and withered, as if it were rotting away from the inside.

It was all because I used Blood Flame Burst on Kazimir a little while ago. I asked Emma to prepare a powerful blow that could take down Kazimir, but I never thought she would go to such lengths to ruin her own body.

When asked to blame her, Emma shook her head.

“No, there was no other way. Even though he lost the use of one hand forever, Kazimir must have suffered irreparable damage as well.”

“You’re not dead, are you?”

“Absolutely not. It’s probably trying to absorb the surrounding blood relatives to repair its body, just like the last time we saw it.”

Luckily, we managed to defeat Kazimir, but there was no way for us to destroy him.

As if things weren’t bad enough, the vampires that had been knocked unconscious with the Liantour-style flashbangs began to come to their senses one by one and surrounded Kazimir. It seemed that they were trying to recover their health using the straw pattern that appeared in the game. In the end, Emma and I had no choice but to leave, swallowing our regrets.

“But it’s been a while.”

“what.”

“Punishing your children.”

When I heard a rustling sound, I looked back in surprise. Emma was smiling brightly.

I was taken aback because I had never seen such an open smile since I met Emma.

“Why, why are you doing that?”

“No, I just felt relieved. Jim always seemed to be the one who was manipulated by his children. This time, I realized it. Being a bad parent is… quite an interesting thing.”

“… … .”

Emma’s expression was so refreshing that I couldn’t find the words to refute her.

Finally, I added with a bitter smile:

“You’re quite the odd one out too.”

It seemed like not just anyone could become a vampire.

*

After a few more changes of scenery, we arrived at the courtyard that had been made into a temporary supply base. There were already several knights sitting there with gloomy expressions, including some battle caskets.

At the center of it all is the Guardian Knight, Yuriad Yelback.

I approached him and asked.

“How are things going?”

“Friednya. I was wondering where you disappeared to, but it looks like your clan has invaded from behind.”

“We repelled them. We didn’t destroy them, though.”

“Okay. Where did you stop it?”

Yuriad sighed and patted his shoulder. Judging from the bandages, he didn’t look to be in very good condition.

“The defense line has retreated to the front line. The defense forces are fighting hard, but the situation is not good. As you can see from the damage to the guards, it is quite considerable.”

“… … Huh.”

“Cleta, no, the Apostle of Oman played a big role. He was not an opponent that could be overcome with common sense. He could never be defeated with a normal barrage of force.”

Cleta Iscobal.

It is so powerful that it is practically the final boss of Empress Raising, and it is overwhelmingly strong. It is not an enemy that a single army can deal with.

The only one who can deal with her alone is Seira. Even Seira said that dealing with the current Kleta would be too much for her.

While I was thinking about that, Yuriad spoke up.

“Now that I think about it, Seira… … .”

The expression on his face was unusual.

I asked with a furrowed brow.

“Did something happen?”

“A moment ago, a huge explosion occurred inside the tent. I don’t know what it was yet, but there was an evil aura mixed in with it. Lautrec, who is currently on the front lines, says it felt just like the raid on National Day.”

“… … .”

“Yuri, that little girl’s testimony was the same. She said it was the work of an apostle who used bombs.”

no way.

Naturally, the expression on one’s face becomes stiff.

No way. I couldn’t believe that Seira had been defeated. I shook my head to shake off my anxiety, and Yuriad continued to speak with a hardened expression.

“They will soon come rushing in here. We must be fully prepared to face them. There is no place to retreat anymore.”

“… … .”

Yes. There is no place to retreat.

We had to defeat Creta at all costs.

but.

“Why is that?”

“… …because of the oath.”

I said that with a deep sigh, and Emma, ​​who was next to me, explained the situation to Uriad in a subtle way.

After hearing the story, Yuriad sighed deeply.

“I understand. This is like adding insult to injury. You, the most powerful force, can never kill Kleta… ….”

He stroked his chin.

The worry on his face was unmistakable.

“Okay. Let’s try to stop it among ourselves until we find a solution.”

“Is it possible?”

“Whether it’s possible or not, isn’t it inevitable? And… … .”

Yuriad chuckled.

“We have to do something.”

“That’s true.”

Lautrec’s way of speaking. I wondered where it came from, and it turns out it was this old man who was the source.

As she said this, Yuriad stood up from her seat and patted her back.

“I’m old enough to do this. It’s time to take a break.”

“What are you talking about? I’m still in the process of getting better.”

“You little b*stard. That’s because you didn’t get to see me during my prime.”

Yuriad, who said that jokingly, drew her sword.

The half-moon still shines an eerie light in the sky.

The final battle was starting now.