Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith - Chapter 299

Episode 299

Rexion, Arthur, and Arendt stood at the quiet entrance to the Great Temple.

In the middle of the night at Daesinjeon, there was no feeling of being popular at all.

The priests who started the day early and finished their work early were already asleep, and only the occasional knight standing guard walked quietly to wake the priests from their sweet sleep.

The devastation of that day still remained in the temple.

Although restoration work had begun, the damage was so extensive that it seemed like it would take a while to get it all sorted out.

The huge statue of Luce was quietly looking down at the ruined temple.

Arthur muttered shakily.

“Why is this place suddenly… … .”

He followed along, thinking it was better than sending him alone, but Arthur still didn’t understand what was going on at all.

‘Lexion’s words are not wrong either.’

Arendt achieved honor and glory.

But that was an honor no one wanted.

The guy who was fighting on the front line was mortally wounded and dying.

In the meantime, Arthur hated it to the point that it made him shiver when people who were hiding in a comfortable place applauded for God’s grace.

Even Richt, a deeply religious man, could not hide his anger.

In such a situation, everyone agreed that Arendt, who showed aversion to God, could not remain silent.

Arthur’s eyes were filled with confusion as he watched Arendt ahead.

‘I didn’t expect you to be so agitated.’

Arendt took each step at a precarious pace, as if she might fall at any moment.

The side of his face, visible through his silver hair that fell down carelessly because he couldn’t tie it properly, was still frozen cold.

I wanted to go to his side and help him, but I couldn’t even approach him because he had been rejected so coldly earlier.

To be honest, looking at that situation, I couldn’t even dare to talk to him, let alone help him.

‘It would be better to just watch for now.’

Although Rexion was also frustrated with his slow pace, he just quietly followed Arendt’s lead.

The main shrine had always been filled with a gentle sense of peace, but it felt somehow different now.

The eyes of the Luce statues and angel sculptures placed here and there seemed to be watching them.

Arthur tried to ignore the eerie sensation and focused his attention only on watching to make sure Arendt didn’t fall.

“… … .”

The place where Arendt, who had been moving in silence for a while, stopped was in front of the largest prayer room in Daesinjeon.

The waiting room was always open so that people who needed comfort could visit at any time.

It was a space symbolizing the mercy of Luce, who looked after the believers anytime and anywhere.

The three people faced the door with the embossed pattern of the god Luce.

Arendt still said nothing, raised her hand and pushed the door hard.

Squeak. Geek.

The heavy door slowly opened and made a friction sound.

Arendt’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, perhaps because the heavy door was a little heavy.

In the end, Arthur, unable to see anything, stepped forward.

“Move. “I will do it.”

Arendt, who glanced at Arthur, obediently stepped back.

Only after Arthur took his place with him did the door open easily.

The soft moonlight seeping through the colorful stained glass gently enveloped the prayer room in the middle of the night.

“… … .”

The most famous statue, next to the huge statue of Luce in the main temple, welcomed three uninvited guests, bathing in the silver moonlight.

thud.

The door closed behind them.

“What are you going to do?”

Finally, Lexion opened his mouth.

Instead of answering right away, Arendt trudged slowly toward the statue of Luce overlooking the prayer room.

The ivory statue of the god glowed white in the moonlight.

Arendt stopped at a place where she could look directly at the statue.

The moonlight that passed through the stained glass also shined on him.

Arendt, standing in front of the statue and bathed in moonlight, looked unusually white.

Arendt, who had been looking up at the statue of Luce for a long time, as if making eye contact, blurted out.

“Always watching from the side… … “If there is someone in need, you take good care of them?”

Lexion did not answer.

Arthur also didn’t know what to say, so he kept his mouth shut.

I just hesitantly walked closer to Arendt.

Arendt spoke slowly.

“As long as light exists in this world, it can be seen and heard anywhere. Besides being merciful, what else? “I don’t remember, but anyway.”

Arendt’s lips drew a soft curve.

“You mean Luce is such an amazing person that she even mercifully saved the life of an unholy bastard who was about to die?”

The smile that started to spread grew bigger and bigger until it eventually burst into outright ridicule.

“ha ha ha! I am an errand boy of God who has received grace along with the hero of the holy sword chosen by that great person. Hey, it’s an honor. “I really don’t know what to do.”

But the laughter stopped in an instant.

There was a moment of eerie silence in the prayer room.

In the suffocating air, Arendt’s voice broke the silence again.

“Pray… … That’s good. Was he asking the Great God to take care of this insignificant creature? “If it makes life a little easier, there’s nothing I can’t do.”

It was an extremely dry voice.

“I’ve never done it before, so I’m not sure what to do.”

“… … .”

“Lexion.”

Golden eyes filled with moonlight moved silently and squinted at Rexion.

“Look carefully with your own two eyes. “How can this blasphemous unbeliever repent and pray?”

The next moment, Arendt gently stretched out her hand and grabbed the sword hanging from Arthur’s waist.

There was no time for Arthur to stop him.

The smoothly drawn sword flashed in the darkness.

Quaaaang!

A sharp burst tore through the darkness.

Arthur didn’t really realize what had happened for a while.

After a while.

The head of the statue of Luce, which was cut off without an error, slowly rolled off the body.

thud.

The head of the statue of Luce cracked when it hit the marble floor.

Arendt, standing precariously while holding a sword, smiled wryly.

“The opportunity to see it will never come again.”

Arendt plunged her sword into the head that was rolling on the floor.

Quad deuk.

The head that had been smiling benevolently was completely shattered.

Arthur’s face turned pale after he finished assessing the situation belatedly.

“you you… … .”

“how is it?”

But Arendt seemed to have no intention of listening to him.

Arendt, with her back to the decapitated statue, turned and glared straight at Rexion.

“Is this enough of an answer?”

“… … .”

Lexion didn’t respond, but his red eyes were bright.

“ha… … “You like errand boys.”

Arendt slowly sighed, as if the movement was too much for her strength.

“I always move according to my own will. Don’t tie up with the dog to eat. ”

Tuk.

The sword fell from Arendt’s grasp and rolled around on the floor.

“Don’t you dare insert that god into my story. “Because I feel dirty.”

The cold voice contained blatant hatred.

“It was my decision to jump in to protect the uncharacteristically foolish leader, and it was my will to come back alive. however… … mercy? favor?”

The quiet voice began to become increasingly angry.

“That’s ridiculous. “It must be a terrible curse.”

Since I chose to remain on stage, I had to continue acting somehow, but I couldn’t do that now.

They will never know what he gave up to stay here.

Unless Arendt told her directly, they had no way of knowing, and they had no intention of letting them know.

‘Anyway, in this world, I’m just Arendt von Eckhart.’

The off-stage name that was given up now has no meaning.

It was a choice I made myself, so I had no regrets.

But there was no way to control this terrible humiliation I felt now.

Lee Soo-hyun’s life off stage was clearly insignificant.

However, it was not so worthless that it could be considered nothing more than the grace of God.

My hands were shaking because of my anger.

Arendt clenched her fists.

My fingernails dug into my skin and blood dripped.

“I am a cool plate even if I put the face of that dog.”

A voice full of disgust rang out in the quiet prayer room.

Rexion, who had been silent for a long time, began to cry.

“Then are you planning to betray Jinyoung?”

“We will make Laius de Winfried a hero to be praised. “No matter what it takes.”

The answer came back without a single hesitation.

It was a declaration that this war would lead to the victory of the Caerleon Empire.

Staring straight at Rexion with murderous eyes, Arendt briefly added,

“But that won’t be the glory of God Luce. never.”

“The reason is?”

“Because I feel dirty.”

It was a word heavier than any other oath.

Only then did a faint smile appear on Rexion’s face.

“Right.”

Arendt’s posture was gradually becoming disheveled, as if it was difficult to even stand properly due to the outpouring of emotions.

“The contract is concluded.”

Rexion, who declared plainly, extended his hand towards Arendt.

“Unless you change your mind, I will cooperate wholeheartedly as your helper from now on.”

The moment Arendt suddenly looked blankly at the hand in front of her, Lexion’s magic seeped into Arendt.

Arendt’s eyes, which were filled with venom, slowly closed, and her limp body fell forward like a doll whose strings had been cut.

“ah… … !”

Arthur reflexively tried to run and catch him, but Rexion was faster.

Rexion, who easily caught Arendt, who had fallen asleep in an instant, with one arm, looked at Arthur, who was standing in an awkward posture.

“I cast an advanced healing spell, so I should be able to move after I wake up after about three days of sleep.”

Rexion glanced sideways at Arendt, who was leaning on him, and then turned his gaze back to Arthur.

“Ah, it would be better to settle the rumor before this guy wakes up. “Unless you want to see your little one having a seizure again.”

“… … .”

Arthur had no answer.

He stiffened and looked alternately at Rexion, Arendt, and the damaged remains of the statue lying on the floor.

After a while, Arthur moved his dry lips.

“what… … “What on earth happened?”

“Remember clearly what you saw today.”

Lexion answered calmly.

“You are a witness to the contract between this kid and me.”

“… … A witness to the contract?”

Arthur, who had been listening blankly, muttered in bewilderment.

However, Rexion did not explain in any more detail.

“You can ask this guy later. I’m not sure if he’ll answer, but anyway, it’s just as I heard. I just decided to trust this guy… … .”

Lexion added clearly, making eye contact with him.

“I will never do anything against the will of Arendt von Eckhart.”

Rexion, who said that, didn’t look very refreshed either.

Arthur, who repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fist, eventually lowered his gaze to the floor.

It was confusing.