I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

188 – Epilogue: The Only Way to Survive – (2)

Beautifully embroidered lights and decorations.

In a makeshift tent, merchants were soliciting customers, and on both sides of the tent, pedestrians were crowding around.

As expected of a festival celebrating victory, the current capital of the empire, Sigrun, was literally in overdrive. Despite suffering considerable damage from the cult’s attack, the presence of the imperial knights who had repelled it and the empress who had survived against all odds had excited the entire empire.

A man and a woman walking in the middle of it.

The woman continued to look around restlessly.

“Yuria, you don’t have to hide your face like that.”

“Ha, but if there’s anyone who recognizes me… … .”

“haha.”

Spirit Knight Lautrec Pendrin laughed loudly as he watched Yuria Enruin desperately pulling down the hood of her robe.

In my opinion, it seemed like he was wearing a robe over his head as a disguise, but in reality, his light blue hair was down to his chest, so he was attracting everyone’s attention.

In fact, most of the attention was focused on Lautrec next to him.

“Lord Lautrec! Please look this way!”

“You saw me! You looked at me! You turned your head and looked straight into my eyes!”

And so on. The women were delighted and saddened by Lautrec’s single glance.

Well, in addition to his handsome appearance, he also had a muscular physique and a sword tucked into his waistband.

Lautrec Pendrin was the epitome of a knight who could have stepped out of an epic poem at any moment. Which meant that he was bound to be the object of admiration from everyone.

Yuria’s expression hardened at the sight that was almost like a religious belief.

“Worst. What are you laughing at so much?”

“Of course, it is always good for a knight to be well-liked by others. Chivalry is not something that happens in vain.”

With those words, the highest spirit, Silphy, appeared on Yuria’s shoulder and stuck her tongue out at her.

It was clearly meant as a mockery.

“joy.”

Yuria walked away, as if she didn’t like it.

How long has it been since the church was destroyed?

For nearly three months, Yuria was interrogated day and night. Suspicious investigators continued to interrogate her, and she had only been released a few days ago.

It was all thanks to her previous achievements and the Empress’s special envoy that Yuria, who had attempted to assassinate the Empress and was a leading figure in the religious order, was able to be released.

step.

“Ugh.”

Yuria touched the corner of her mouth.

The excruciating pain was still running through me.

“it hurts?”

“The worst.”

“Just hold on a little longer.”

Lautrec stroked Yuria’s hair.

A foreign news article engraved on my tongue. This was because I had recently undergone surgery to remove it.

The reason why the surgery, which was expected to be nearly impossible, was successful was all thanks to the existence of the elocutionist named Aina Agathon. It was thanks to the priests who realized the method of healing through the teaching material of a real elocutionist.

It was good to be free from the curse of the spirit, but I could never get used to this pain that came to me every day.

With a bitter tongue, Yuria glanced at Lautrec.

“Seneca.”

Yuria spoke up.

“It will probably be difficult to come out.”

“Well, first of all, he was the main culprit of the attack on National Foundation Day, and he was also an apostle of the foreign press. Well, isn’t it fortunate that he escaped the death penalty?”

“Yeah… … I guess so.”

Seneca, the apostle of lust.

In the end, he turned to the Empire and was pardoned for his crimes for his deeds in defeating the Apostle of Blood.

Of course, Seneca’s crimes were by no means mild, so he was to be judged normally.

Lautrec expected he would have to stay in prison for a dozen years or more, but he seemed satisfied.

pop!

Just then, firecrackers exploded.

Yuria flinched as she remembered the explosion during the attack, but the crowd didn’t seem to mind either.

A cheer began to ring out throughout the capital.

Yuria opened her eyes wide at the romantic sight.

It was a scene I had never seen before.

“Yuria.”

In that atmosphere, Lautrec opened his mouth.

Although I didn’t answer, he continued talking.

“I think I will probably become the captain of the guards after Sir Yuriad.”

“… …Congratulations.”

“You look unpleasant.”

“Not really.”

If I become captain of the guard, won’t I have a lot of work to do?

In that case, my free time would inevitably decrease, which meant that I would lose the time to hang out with Yuria as well. It was a convenient complaint.

Pervert!

Firecrackers exploded again.

“And… … it seems like the family has recognized your achievements in this matter.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It looks like he will become the head of the family.”

“… … .”

The head of the Pendrin Count family.

Even putting aside the fact that he was the second son, it was an unprecedented achievement for Lautrec, who had been treated as an abandoned child by the Counts of Pendrin, a knightly family, because of his high affinity for spirits since childhood.

“It seems like my brother has given in. So… … I think I’ll probably get a new villa near the capital instead of the guard quarters.”

Lautrec’s eyes glance at Yuria.

“If it’s okay with you… … .”

He pauses for a moment, as if he is nervous.

The firecrackers sounded, and Lautrec continued speaking.

“Do you want to live together?”

“… … .”

At that suggestion, not a confession, Yuria smiled brightly.

“What is that confession? It’s so embarrassing.”

“… … Ugh.”

Lautrec scratched the back of his head, but Yuria gently pulled his arm.

He could hear Sylphy, who was hanging on his shoulder, screaming loudly, but for Yuria, it was a good thing.

She looked up at Lautrec and smiled.

“What do you think I would say in answer?”

“well…….”

Yuria laughed slowly, like a rascal.

“best.”

The next moment, a huge firecracker rang out.

*

A graceful woman with golden hair clapped her hands repeatedly as she watched fireworks exploding outside the window.

“Woohahaha! Totally cool! As expected from the capital! It’s the best! There are so many handsome men!”

She was rocking back and forth in her wheelchair and screaming. The sound must have upset her, because a woman standing in front of a mirror on one side of the room glared at her.

“Sister, I told you not to be noisy.”

“yes?”

A blonde, blue-eyed beauty who tilts her head cutely.

That is, at the sight of Seira Liantur, her younger sister Milia Liantur let out a small sigh.

“Sister. You’re not a teenage girl anymore.”

“Oh, that’s right. Then should I show you my sternum? Huh?”

“Don’t do that!”

“ha ha ha.”

Milia shook her head as she watched Seira repeatedly strike obscene poses.

Of course, she was no longer a girl, but the current Seira was still beautiful enough to be considered every man’s ideal type.

That made me even angrier.

“It seems like things are starting to get better soon. Should I go back? Didn’t your father say anything?”

“Of course I wouldn’t do that. My two daughters, whom I cherish dearly, are hurt like this.”

“Ugh.”

How many months have you been staying here? Even after the sect’s attack, Seira had been staying at Millia’s inn for nearly three months under the pretext of recuperation.

In reality, Seira’s physical condition was not very good. Because the Archmage used up all the mana accumulated over a dozen years in an instant, the mana circuits throughout her body were in tatters, and she was diagnosed as not being able to use magic for about two years.

That was why Milia reluctantly gave her permission, but if things continued like this, wouldn’t it be a case of the subject and object being reversed?

“But Leah, this girl is very sick.”

“It’s the same for me. No, I’m worse.”

Unlike Seira, who was able to return to her prime after recovering from a power outage, Milia’s lifespan as a magician and as a knight ended.

I thought that it would be difficult to continue my duties as a Guardian in this state, so I decided to retire on my own and find a new path.

Of course, I hadn’t thought about it yet.

After all, Milia still had work to do in the capital.

“Oh, that’s right, Leah.”

“Why again.”

“I tried contacting Sinclair.”

Millia tilted her head at Seira’s words.

Sinclair, the White Tower Lord. I heard he’s one of the people who’s been on the rise lately.

“If it’s okay with you, Leah, I suggested that you teach students at the Highlings Academy?”

“……hmm.”

Instructor at the Academy.

Even though he certainly couldn’t use swordsmanship or magic, he was more than capable of teaching theories and herbal medicine.

No, it could be seen as almost the perfect position for Millia, who couldn’t run on the field.

however.

“I’ll think about it for a bit and then decide.”

“Huh? Why again?”

“I have something to do. I’ll decide once I’m done with this, so please tell me.”

Seira tilted her head at Milia’s sharp words.

And then he began to observe Milia closely.

Seira finally figured out the whole story when she saw her cute little sister standing in front of the mirror wondering what to wear.

“Aha. I see what you mean!”

“… … Sister, please shut up.”

“No, no, I support our cute Leah’s love?”

Sayra made the wheelchair float with her telekinesis.

The doctor strongly prohibited the use of magic, but Sayra did not listen at all.

A few minutes later, Milia slowly approached Seira and stood in front of her.

“That, Sister.”

“huh?”

“Am I pretty?”

Milia, wearing a dress, asked cautiously.

With her hair braided on one side and wearing a passionate red dress, Milia is literally the epitome of beauty.

As for Seira, she wanted to make a fuss and applaud wildly, but… … .

“Yeah, it’s pretty.”

Knowing the expected ending, Seira could only answer softly with a bitter smile.

Milia also nodded slowly, as if she understood the consideration.

“thank you.”

“okay.”

“I’ll go.”

“huh.”

With those words, Milia slowly left the room.

Outside the window, fireworks continued to go off, signaling the start of the festival.

Seira took in the scenery and smiled bitterly.

Then he drank from the glass of wine that was placed by the window.

“Yeah. As expected, it’s the capital. It’s full of handsome men.”