I Became a Dark Knight the Empress Is Obsessed With

189 – Epilogue: The Only Way to Survive – (3)

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Firecrackers exploded one after another and cheers rose.

The scene of a festival celebrating the empire’s victory.

Even though it was half-destroyed, the night view that seemed to still contain peace brought a smile to my face without me realizing it.

“It’s okay.”

I muttered like that.

Compared to the fireworks I was used to seeing in my home world, they were a bit less flashy, but they had their own charm.

“It’s pretty.”

Right next to me, Lincia spoke with sparkling eyes.

Lincia and I were on the roof of a nearby building.

This side had a clear view and was good for sightseeing, but it was also my face and Lincia’s face, and they were well known to the people of the empire, so I wanted to prevent unnecessary commotion.

Lincia, who was clinging to me, took in the scenery with shining eyes.

Lincia smiled happily as she watched the fireworks brightly lighting up the sky.

“I’m seeing this for the first time. Firecrackers.”

“okay?”

“I had been staying in the tower before, but there were no windows facing the city. I first came out on National Foundation Day last year… … As you know, Fried.”

“ah.”

Yes, there was a terrorist attack on the church.

It was at that point that I became a thief.

“still.”

Lincia nodded and rested her head on my shoulder.

“I think it can’t be a bad thing that I met Fried like this.”

“… … .”

“If that incident hadn’t happened, I probably wouldn’t have had this relationship. I would have lived without knowing anything. Without knowing about this beautiful scenery or this wonderful Fried. It’s so pitiful.”

“haha.”

I smiled bitterly.

I think about what principles of behavior I had at the time.

I only had one-dimensional thoughts, like surviving and clearing the game.

I raised my gaze and saw a phrase floating in the corner of my vision.

[ Finale – Morning of the Eternal Empire ]

＞ D – 270

When I think about it, what a difficult journey it was.

I suddenly got addicted to the game and started rolling around trying to clear it.

I survived by crossing the line of death without ever holding a sword.

In the end, I couldn’t help but feel deeply moved as the game’s ending and the time of peace that awaited only the coming-of-age ceremony had arrived.

“… … .”

If the game is cleared.

Should I go back to my original world?

It was a concern I had been having for a long time.

Since I had been running with the sole purpose of clearing the game, I didn’t think about anything after achieving that goal.

As expected, there was absolutely nothing I could know.

If you ask me if I want to go back, then no.

Rather, it seemed like I was more familiar with this body and this world than the original world.

It must be because I had completely become one with Fried. From the moment I killed Cleta, I could no longer feel Fried’s consciousness within my body.

Perhaps it means that everything you wished for has come true.

“… … .”

My head was pounding.

It was a feeling that came to me once or twice a day.

“Lincia.”

“Oh, do you need blood?”

When I called her name, Lincia nodded and stuck out the back of her neck.

He quietly sucked the blood with his protruding fangs. He didn’t need to suck much. A few sips would easily last him a day.

And Lincia stroked my hair with a kind smile, without a hint of pain.

After becoming blood relatives, as Emma had said, her body needed to replenish blood once a day, but Lincia didn’t care and gave blood.

“Fried, you look like a baby.”

“Ugh.”

I never knew blood relations could be this inconvenient.

I can’t eat properly and I can’t sleep well at night.

Of course, there are advantages, but I couldn’t help but miss my time as a human.

“Oh, that’s right. Fried. Mr. Coreld said that.”

“huh?”

“What are you going to do about the child?”

“Phew.”

The wind made me shed some of the blood I had been holding in.

Lincia giggled, picked up a handkerchief, and wiped my mouth.

“So how did you answer?”

“I just said I would think about it because I was afraid of how people would react if I told them the truth.”

kid.

The duty of reproduction.

For Lincia, who held the important responsibility of being the Empress of the Empire, leaving behind descendants was one of her most important duties.

… … but there was only one.

“You can’t really say that Fried is infertile, right?”

Lincia, who is mocking him with a bright face.

I could only lower my head.

Because it was true, above all else.

The worst drawback of blood relations was that they could not procreate in the normal way.

“But.”

Lincia said, putting the handkerchief in my hand.

“Is it really necessary to leave behind something like descendants?”

“Well… … .”

The bloodline of the creator god.

Bloodline of the Millennium Empire.

Because the one with that tag was Lincia Airn.

“What do you know about that?”

But Lincia just smiled and said this.

“I just need Fried. Anyway, being the blood of a god and being Godblood are meaningless now that the sect has been destroyed, right?”

“……yes.”

“Then that’s fine. Later, if Fried finds a way to escape his bloodline and become human again… … Let’s think about it together then.”

Lincia said that, poking my nose.

As expected, Lincia is Lincia.

How could I vomit when he speaks with such confidence?

I shrugged and grabbed her chin.

That moment.

Rattling!

The double doors on the rooftop where we were opened roughly.

Lincia, startled, stepped back, and I looked toward the door.

And there it is.

“… …Milia?”

A blonde woman stood there, panting.

The woman, Milia Liantour, was wearing a red dress and, unusually for her usual appearance, was wearing makeup.

When Milia met my eyes, she took a deep breath and slowly walked towards me.

And then he glanced at Lincia and kept his mouth shut.

“That, Sir Fried.”

As she said that, Milia put her hand to her chest.

The red ring on her long finger reflects the fireworks light.

“Can we talk… for a moment?”

“… … .”

I looked at Milia and realized what she wanted.

When I looked at Lincia to ask for permission, she looked back and forth between me and Milia with a slightly anxious expression, but reluctantly nodded.

“Do whatever you want, Fried. I’ll leave your seat for you.”

“thank you.”

When Lincia left and the two were left alone, only an awkward silence fell.

“Are you… okay?”

“Ah, ah, yes. It’s okay.”

When I brought up the topic first because I was embarrassed, Milia forced herself to smile and nodded.

“They say that even though I can’t use magic or swordsmanship, I have no problem living my daily life.”

“Yeah. That’s good.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Stillness again.

As the time passed where they just scratched each other’s cheeks, Milia reluctantly swallowed her breath.

And then he spat it out as if vomiting.

“F, Sir Fried!”

“huh.”

“I came to keep a promise I made the other day.”

“……okay.”

As for the oath, it must have been something you said to me on the spire before storming the palace.

When everything is over, there is something I want to say.

That’s right… … .

“I, I… … !”

Milia slowly opened her mouth.

Pervert!

Firecrackers explode.

I just sat there in silence, waiting for her next words.

*

Seira Liantour was always a pleasure-seeking person.

Whatever it was, it was like that. If there was something to play with, people’s feelings weren’t a big concern.

She had no desire to know about the complicated emotions of others, and even if she did know, it wouldn’t mean much. The sense of being a chosen people engraved in her bones caused Seira to lose her human heart.

But if there is someone who can make even Seira feel human emotions.

“… … Leah, are you doing well?”

Seira closed her eyes tightly.

Actually, I could vaguely see that future.

But what older sister wouldn’t cheer for her pretty little sister to finally take a step forward?

Pervert!

“It’s pretty, really.”

I was looking at the fireworks exploding in front of my eyes, smiling, but not entirely happy.

Less loud.

The door to the accommodation opened.

Seira shut her mouth and slowly turned her chair around using telekinesis magic.

“Leah.”

“… … .”

Standing there was his younger sister, Millia Liantour.

She must have been in a hurry, because her clothes were a mess. Her hair was disheveled, and the shawl that had been tied to her shoulders was down to her arms. What stood out most was her face, with eye makeup smudged along her cheeks.

“… … I’m here.”

“huh.”

Milia said weakly.

Although she tried hard to hide her feelings, Seira understood the situation exactly.

Seira swore inwardly as she looked at her haggard younger sister with her shoulders hunched.

‘Fried, you son of a b*tch.’

But she didn’t show it and smiled as gently as possible.

“Come in.”

“……huh.”

“Did you organize it well?”

“I think so.”

Milia walked slowly and sat down on the bed.

Seira poured some white wine from the table into a glass.

“Want a drink? You’re not a knight anymore.”

“huh.”

My younger sister, who usually didn’t even drink alcohol because she said it was for a mission, accepted the glass.

“… … Sister.”

“huh.”

“I was here. I knew it.”

Milia smiled bitterly.

“Actually… … I knew everything… … . But I still couldn’t understand it… … . No, even if I couldn’t understand it, I wanted to understand… … But I couldn’t even do that… … .”

“… … .”

“so…….”

Millia bit her lip hard. Blood trickled down her chin and fell into her glass.

Seira’s face hardened as she looked at the red drops of blood spreading across the pure white wine.

“I felt like I had to say something anyway.”

“Yeah, that’s right. Leah, you did a good job. You had courage.”

“……but.”

Milia shook her head, seeming to clear her mind.

How much time has passed?

Milia slowly raised her head and licked her lips.

But the movement was not able to form words.

“Yes… … but, I, I… … I… … .”

“… … .”

Seira slowly snatched the glass from Milia’s hands, as she could no longer see it.

Then he took a step closer and pulled Milia towards him.

“Yeah. I understand.”

“… … .”

As if Seira’s words were a signal, Milia collapsed.

“Euuu.”

He starts to sob while holding her on his shoulder.

As the tears poured down, they showed no sign of stopping. Seira’s shoulders were soaked with tears, and Milia’s sobs continued to grow louder without any sign of abating.

Boom! Boom!

Wow!

The sounds of the festival outside the window drowned out all this.

The atmosphere, divided into opposite sides by a single window, felt like another world.

Sayra smiled bitterly, patting Milia on the back.

It was almost the first time since I was little that I had seen my younger sister express her emotions like this.

That’s why I was more angry and more hurt.

“Really… … Mr. Fried is going too far… … .”

However, Seira had no choice but to express her simple grumbling.