Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 212

Zakar and Sylvian didn’t even have time to draw their weapons.As soon as Laius joined in, the wolf-like ghouls were quickly eliminated.

And then, as the fog rolled in again, Arendt appeared inside the cabin.

In his hand he held the sword that Laius had just thrown at the window.

The white sword and the blood splattered on his face spoke volumes about what had happened inside.

“Are you crazy?”

Arendt complained, roughly rubbing the blood off his cheek.

“I almost got stabbed.”

“There was no other way. If you were going to complain about something like that, you shouldn’t have just disappeared without saying anything in the first place.”

But Laius didn’t even blink an eye.

Tsk, Arendt clicked his tongue and joined the group with an indifferent expression.

“I killed Cheltan. I actually wanted to capture him alive, but the spell was bothering me. I think the spell on the children has worn off by now.”

“Well done. Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Not really.”

Laius looked at Arendt, who responded calmly, from every angle.

There were no major injuries except for a few scratches from a piece of glass.

Only then did Laius feel relieved and slightly clench his fist.

And then, without warning, he struck Arendt hard on the back of the head.

“Ugh!”

“How many times have I told you? If you’re going to cause trouble, at least tell me in advance.”

“I’ve told you this many times. If you don’t like it, you should move a little faster.”

Arendt, who was patting the spot where he had been hit, snapped annoyedly.

Laius raised his hand again, this time hitting Arendt on the forehead.

“Ah!”

The apprentice knight, who had been hit by the second attack, grumbled and ran away from the captain.

No, he tried to run away.

But before that, Laius grabbed Arendt’s shoulder.

“What’s wrong, Jin…”

Arendt, who had been getting annoyed, stopped.

He noticed a sharp anger in Laius’ blue eyes.

The captain held the apprentice knight’s shoulders tightly to prevent him from running away and spoke repeatedly.

“Don’t ever do something like this again.”

“…”

Arendt froze for a moment at the chilling voice.

But that was only for a moment, as he suddenly came to his senses and started complaining.

“He was a weak elf anyways, you know. I also confirmed that there were no survivors, and even then, there were only a few ghouls. Who threw the sword so viciously…?”

But Laius did not back down.

“Stop talking nonsense and just answer.”

“…”

“Answer.”

.

The grip on his shoulder became even stronger.

Arendt was speechless.

Flames were flickering in the piercing blue eyes that were now right in front of him.

It seemed as though he would never let go until he heard the answer he wanted.

There was no other way in this situation.

In the end, Arendt was the first to tuck his tail in and avoid eye contact.

“…Okay. I won’t do it again. Okay?”

“You never say you were wrong until the very end.”

“You knew you were going to get in trouble.”

Arendt became irritated when Richt and Arthur continued to nag him.

“So what if I did! If you have a problem, the seniors should have grabbed the Grand Elder by the collar first.”

“How can I follow your crazy way of thinking?”

Arthur also did not give up and fired back.

As the two naturally began to fight, Laius let out a short sigh and let Arendt go.

Zakar muttered as he watched the scene from a few steps away.

“…None of you are normal.”

He would never know that Altair had said the same thing just a few hours ago.

“That’s why they didn’t need the warriors…”

Sylvian also muttered in disbelief.

She never expected it would turn out this way.

There was no intention of even meeting face to face, let alone negotiating.

It was a lie to say that he wasn’t worried about the apprentice knight.

But it was even more absurd that he did something like this while worrying.

“Captain, Sir Zakar. Do you know?”

At that moment, Llewellyn quietly intervened.

“Because of all the tricks he uses, I sometimes forget… he’s a swordsmanship genius.”

“Yes?”

“He’s already joined the Imperial Knights, so that says it all. The others just graduated from the academy.”

Sylvian and Zakar went silent.

“It means that unless a monster the size of a house pops out or something, most problems can be solved by just throwing a sword… Of course, I didn’t know that he would actually throw a sword.”

It seems that his worries about being caught by the children who were under the spell were just groundless.

Llewellyn smiled at the two elves who had blank faces and shouted at the knights who were still bickering.

“How long are you going to fight? We have to come back and sort things out. The elders will be waiting with bated breath.”

Only then did Arthur and Arendt stop fighting.

A flicker of unease crossed Llewellyn’s eyes as he stared at those who were approaching him while grumbling.

‘…Those crazy people.’

What was truly scary was that Laius read Arendt’s intentions and moved accordingly.

It wasn’t wrong to say that it was an interesting play.

Thanks to this, the spy lost his life and the Grand Elder lost his authority.

The knights seemed far too complacent given the enormous consequences.

‘I’m sure it wasn’t this bad when I first saw them.’

He guessed that if you wanted to hang out with someone who wasn’t in their right mind, you would have to lose your mind too.

If he were to choose who was the craziest, it would definitely be Arendt.

But by this point, the other knights, including Captain Laius, did not seem normal either.

When they reached the entrance to the forest, Arendt looked around with a strange expression on his face.

Arthur asked curiously.

“What’s the matter?”

“No… It seemed like it took forever to get in earlier. It’s closer than I thought.”

As Arendt spoke, glancing back, Llewellyn interjected.

“How long did it take?”

“I don’t know the details, but maybe three or four hours?”

“Really? It didn’t take that long when we went in to look for you.”

Arthur tilted his head in bewilderment.

“It is the power of the spirits.”

At that moment, Zakar, who had been listening quietly, intervened.

The knights’ gaze naturally focused on him.

“The spirits must have interfered with Cheltan. They must have prevented him from finding his way easily, and they must have guided us so that we would not get lost.”

“Hmm… then couldn’t they have just left him wandering around the Fog Forest and let him to death? It looks like he’s been using that cabin as a hideout for years.”

Sylvian added an explanation to Arendt’s wry question.

“The spirit at the entrance of the Fog Forest doesn’t have that much power. Sometimes, children and the elderly get lost, but Cheltan was skilled at handling magic.”

“Even in those cases, there are times when you can escape safely with the help of the spirits. But it doesn’t happen very often.”

Having said that, Zakar rolled his eyes and looked at Arendt.

“It seems like the spirits wanted to chase away Cheltan. Or maybe they wanted to help you.”

“I think it might be the former. He raised something like a ghoul in a place where spirits were swarming.”

Arendt shrugged.

“By the way, what was that monster earlier? Was it a ghoul?”

“It’s a bit ambiguous to completely define them as ghouls. Let’s talk about the details all at once later.”

Arendt answered the instructor plainly and showed him the boxes he was holding in both hands.

“I think there will be a lot to discuss.”

Although they were unable to recover the body, they did retrieve several items from the cabin.

He took all the important items that Cheltan had packed before he left.

“I wonder if the Grand Elder will faint.”

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Laius’ sigh-filled reply came back, but Arendt ignored it.

As they were almost out of the Fog Forest area, dawn began to break.

Fortunately, the marks on the children disappeared within a few hours.

After waiting for the chaos to die down, Laius called for a meeting with Elder Polaris instead of the Grand Elder who was locked in his private room.

All the elders except Helio and Altair gathered in the meeting hall.

Their faces were all dark, as if they had committed a great sin.

It was a natural thing.

It was all thanks to humans that they recovered some of the stolen spirit stones, found the spy inside, and took risks in the process.

In the midst of all this, there was friction with the Grand Elder, and even the Grand Elder’s seat was empty, so the elders could not raise their heads.

“…Thank you for your hard work, Captain Laius. I am truly glad that Sir Arendt is safe.”

Elder Polaris, who had managed to control his expression, nodded to Laius.

Laius looked around at those filling the conference room and asked briefly.

“Is the Grand Elder not here?”

“Yes, I heard he’s not feeling well…”

Another elder muddled his words as he spoke on his behalf.

Altair must be feeling several times more burdened, defeated, and ashamed than the elders were feeling right now.

It wouldn’t have been strange if he had just quietly retired like this.

By now, the other elders would have accepted that decision as well.

Arendt’s eyebrows furrowed slightly at the answer, which he did not particularly like.

“So now he’s run away….”

Before his next words could even finish coming out.

Laius blurted out a sentence.

“Please bring him.”

“Yes?”

The elder let out a dumbfounded sound at the commanding words.

Arendt’s eyes widened and he shut his mouth.

Laius took a big step forward, pushing Arendt aside.

“Please bring the Grand Elder.”

“Ah, no, but… Captain Laius, as I just said, the Grand Elder…”

“I am sorry to hear that the Grand Elder’s health has deteriorated, Elder. I also know that he has been very worried as a result of many things that have happened. However.”

Laius interrupted the elder’s speech and continued speaking calmly, yet with an utterly cold tone.

“Do we have to consider each and every one of those circumstances?”

“…”

The elder kept his mouth shut.

The knights and Llewellyn who had been standing behind also just stared blankly at the Laius’ back with wide eyes.

“There is much that the Grand Elder needs to hear and take care of. Rest should come after that. This is nothing less than a matter involving the Elf Kingdom.”

Looking around at the elves one by one, slowly taking them in, Laius added steadily.

“I understand that he is in shock and wants to rest, or that he is too embarrassed and wants to retire. But not now. His Excellency has a responsibility to take responsibility for everything.”

It was extremely polite, but the cold-hearted will embedded in it was clearly visible.

Blue eyes like sharpened blades quietly glared at the elders.

“Stepping down comes after proper resolution and apology.”

“…”

“If he still has a shred of shame left.”

In front of the Knight Captain, who was radiating tremendous pressure, no one thought of raising an objection.

Arthur whispered softly, poking Arendt’s side.

“It’s your fault, you punk.”

“…”

Arendt, who was about to say something in response, simply stayed silent.

It was because he couldn’t find the words to deny it.

The seniors and Llewellyn watched the apprentice knight stare at the captain’s back with a look of discomfort with considerable enjoyment.

The elders felt like they were going to die as they bore the brunt of Laius’s wrath, but that was none of their business.