I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

184 – Lincia Airn – (4)

“Huh!”

Taking a deep breath, I opened my closed eyes.

Everything before my eyes is blurry.

The half moonlight that was right in front of my nose was so strong that I had to turn my head away.

Then, the blood that had been gathering at the corner of his mouth starts flowing out.

“Keuhp! Cool!”

He coughed loudly.

The sound of my throbbing heartbeat echoed loudly in my ears. The blood flow throughout my body raced like crazy, knocking on the outer wall, and my body shook with each blow.

For some reason, the smell of lead lingered at the tip of my nose. My stiff muscles made a cracking sound as they returned to their original state.

It was quite some time before my breath and words formed some kind of language.

“Huh, huh. Is it okay?”

I could tell instinctively.

I am now a blood relative.

Fried’s solution is to fool the world into believing that the man Fried Iscoval is dead. No, he didn’t fool them. In fact, I was dead.

However, he left a message to Emma at the end, and through her they became blood relatives, and his already dead body was resurrected.

I was worried that my memories would be blown away or something due to the resurrection, but fortunately, that didn’t seem to be the case.

“… … Lincia.”

As I naturally recalled my memories, the last scene on my retina came back to me clearly.

Lincia’s red, bloodshot eyes.

Those desperately sad eyes made me feel guilty.

No, it’s true that I actually deceived Lincia.

“Bloodline… … Cool, it really works.”

He muttered like that and got up.

Perhaps because it was already dead, it was difficult to control its body, but somehow it moved as it pleased when it strengthened its waist and twisted its upper body.

Then, a small hand fell from my chest.

“… … .”

Emma, ​​the progenitor of the bloodline.

She was holding my wound with a faint smile on her face.

The slight shaking of her shoulders told her that she was not dead yet… … .

“Emma.”

“… … .”

My sense of kinship made me realize that the blood flowing within her body was converging at the end of a long life.

Emma was dying.

I can’t save you. That’s understandable, since most of your body has already been burned, and even your remaining blood has been completely consumed to make you my blood relative.

No, I think I kind of expected it.

Since he knew how to resolve the oath, he could have predicted this ending as well.

“thanks.”

She gently strokes her disheveled hair.

Now, I remember Emma muttering to herself one day, “It’s hard now.”

“You’ve worked hard. Now get some rest.”

Even though he was unconscious, I said so.

Then the corners of Emma’s mouth rose slightly.

“… … Then now.”

As soon as I turned my gaze straight ahead, mechanical sounds rang out one after another.

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

[Notice – The Empress’s stress level has increased!]

＞ Current stress level [ 14(+8) / 10 ]

“… … .”

It wasn’t unexpected.

But when I saw the actual text, I felt even more heartbroken.

[Notice – Negative traits have been added to the Empress!]

＞ Added trait: [Panic Disorder]

“……her.”

Raising the Empress. It was one of the five most hated negative traits. It would explode so often that it would disrupt normal game play, so I would reset the game the moment it happened.

Of course, this world is not as simple as a game.

It’s a problem that we have to deal with.

Honestly, I’m just thankful that the worst trait, like multiple personality disorder, didn’t appear.

Focus on your thoughts again.

Anyway, the fact that this screen is displayed means that the battle between Lincia and Creta is not over yet.

Fortunately, it seemed that it was worth putting all my survival points into my power stat right before I died.

I didn’t know who would win, but I had a strong feeling.

I, as the main character, had to end this fight.

“black…….”

There wasn’t any.

It looked like someone had taken it.

“… … Hmm.”

I manipulated the blood in my body.

It was my first time doing this, so I was a little awkward, but the general idea was similar to mana management.

Woohoo!

Soon a bloody blade emerged from the inside of my wrist.

At this level, it should be able to function as a sword. As expected of a direct descendant of Emma, ​​it was considered excellent for a first-time blood magic user.

I just stood up and started walking.

The destination was the gateway. It was a place where even now, the friction sound of swords twisting against each other could be heard.

“Let’s try it, Fried.”

As I chanted like that, it seemed as if someone inside me was chuckling.

*

Kkakakak!

“Ugh!”

“Hahahaha!”

Hundreds of agreements have been made since then, but no conclusion has been reached yet.

Of course, that means there was no winner, as both sides were already in shambles.

Cleta had one wrist cut off and other wounds all over her body, while Lincia had also been stabbed multiple times with a black dagger, reaching the limit of her physical strength.

Whoosh!

visor!

Cleta dug inward and thrust her dagger, but Lincia blocked it by slamming the handle down.

The continued attacks were checked by swinging the left leg.

Even Lincia herself couldn’t figure out how this movement was possible.

But this emotion boiling up all over his body was ordering him to tear the disgusting woman in front of him apart and get an erection.

No, I’m not giving orders.

This was purely Lincia’s feeling.

“… … Fried.”

As soon as I called his name, my lips naturally trembled.

Beyond anxiety, my whole body feels weak.

Living in a world without Fried. Just the thought of it was heartbreaking.

It was a short time, but in the past year, Lincia had enjoyed more freedom than she had ever experienced in her entire life. Even in the midst of the gloom, and despite the many crises that lay before her, she was happy only because of one person.

Fried Iscobal.

His loyal knight, his savior, and his beloved.

Lincia’s feelings for him had already grown beyond control, and she was no different from a buoy sailing on the ocean.

So now that he was dead, Lincia felt like a puppet living without a will.

“… … .”

I gritted my teeth.

There was still much to do with Fried. He was planning to travel to the capital without the knights, and to visit the Iscobal mansion in Lumenel to give him time to come to terms with his past. After the coming-of-age ceremony, he was also planning to get married. He was planning to spend a good time with Fried, who had become a national official, and celebrating the new National Foundation Day. That night, he was going to show him the whip marks on his body and cautiously ask him if he would still hug him.

It was all shattered.

All the anger naturally shifted to the object in front of him.

Even though my body seemed like it would collapse at any moment from lack of strength, I was able to move because of this emotion called anger.

“Forgive me, I won’t.”

Forgive me? What are you going to do if you don’t?

Even if I kill that woman now, I’ll have to live the rest of the world alone?

I thought I heard a whisper like that in my ear.

Lincia bit her tongue hard in protest.

Blood spurts out, and the bitter taste of iron lingers on the corner of your mouth.

That’s it.

Because I was able to concentrate.

Take a step forward.

However, the extremely efficient method made it close the distance by more than three steps, and came right up to Kleta’s eyes.

Lincia swings her sword. It’s a horizontal slash that she’s repeated dozens of times already.

――Kagagagak!

However, Creta’s movements were much sharper than before.

He bent the dagger and wrapped it around Ernst like a snake, pulling him towards him.

One of his arms was left tattered in the aftermath, but it didn’t seem to matter.

“Huh!”

“Hahaha! Looks like I got my strength back first!”

Cleta unleashed her power.

As the severed left wrist regenerated, the force of contact also became incomparably stronger than before.

Naturally, Lincia let go of Ernst’s hand.

“Is this the imperial sword?”

Cleta smiled bitterly as she swept Ernst away.

Lincia gritted her teeth.

The sword was taken away, and the opponent regained some strength. On the other hand, Lincia’s physical condition was already at its limit and her mana was also depleted.

It’s obvious who will win.

“Just surrender. I’ll kill you cleanly.”

“――What do you know?”

Lincia shook her head and straightened her posture.

What he took was just the posture of an ordinary martial artist.

Of course, I had never learned any martial arts or martial arts. But someone inside my head was telling me that this stance was the most effective.

The voice sounded just like that of his beloved knight.

“You’re foolish, both you and your brother.”

“Don’t mention Fried’s name with that mouth!”

Lincia suddenly got angry and took a step forward, hitting her right leg.

But when Cleta countered with her mighty arm, her legs twisted in an odd direction with a dull sound.

“Ugh!”

“As expected, attacks without mana are weak.”

Cleta shoved Lincia hard, and all she could do was roll onto her butt and look up.

Cleta approached slowly and said.

“Anyway, even if you survive, it’s a life without much meaning. So I’ll let you live comfortably.”

“… … That’s right.”

“huh?”

“Does that make sense to you?”

Cleta frowned at Lincia’s words.

A face mixed with a little confusion.

For some reason, Lincia was able to smile calmly when she saw that expression.

It wasn’t just a case of being in the same boat.

In the eyes of Lincia, who had briefly enjoyed freedom and happiness, the evil-possessed apostle of the foreign news simply looked pitiful and pathetic.

“I feel sorry for you.”

Lincia spoke softly, and Cleta’s face hardened as she heard her words.

“… … Me, me? You feel bad?”

Cleta raised her head at Ernst with determination. Then she gritted her teeth and said:

“I won, Empress. You will die. I, who have gained the favor of the foreign gods, will return alive to the newly opened world and live in harmony with my family!”

“That’s why I say it’s sad.”

Lincia made the same expression she had always shown Fried before.

That pose with one eye squinted and the tongue sticking out.

To put it simply, Merong.

“fool.”

“… … .”

There was a snap in Cleta’s head as the string of reason snapped.

“You stupid b*tch.”

With those words, Ernst fell at the speed of light.

however.

Kaang!

A dull, sharp metallic sound rang out.

As Lincia looked up, not knowing English, a bloody blade flickered before her eyes.

Cleta also raised her head with a blank expression and looked at the face of the person who had entered the battle.

“Brother… …? How on earth did you get here… … .”

At those words, Lincia suddenly turned around.

At first I thought it was a hallucination.

But soon you realize.

A pale face. Moonlight eyes. An expression of extreme fatigue, and finally a long scar at the corner of his mouth.

That’s not fake. It’s real.

At the appearance of the person she had thought of and seen hundreds, if not thousands, of times, Lincia felt a tear run down her cheek.

“… … .”

After a while, Fried Iscobal turned his gaze towards Lincia.

And then, looking at Lincia’s face, which was a mess covered in blood and tears, he smiled bitterly and soon opened his mouth.

The voice was the same one that had been ringing in Lincia’s head during the battle.

“I told you, Lincia.”

It was informal speech.

But none of it was rude.

No, it was rather what I had hoped for.

“I will definitely come back again.”

Lincia Airn held back her tears, no, she couldn’t hold them back and tears kept flowing like a waterfall, but she still nodded her head vigorously, smiling brightly.

“Yeah, Fried!”

Fried smiled as if he was satisfied with the answer.

It was a warmer smile than I had ever seen before.