Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 93

“Don’t make that face.”“Don’t tell me what to do.”

Arthur’s casual remark was met with an irritated retort. Arendt’s pale face, still slightly boyish, was filled with annoyance.

The reason why his handsome face was so upset was simple. He was given sick leave to rest, but he had been caught by Laius while trying to escape from the dungeon where Warren was locked up.

Eventually, the captain gave the order for someone to stick to Arendt and keep an eye on him.

This was the result. He was half-locked in the room with Arthur, who had been chosen as the guard.

There was a mountain of things to do…

Arthur said teasingly as Arendt, who was lying helplessly on the bed, let out a deep sigh.

“Who told you to sneak out like that? Do you have nine lives? What if a guy who can’t even hold a sword properly wanders around and gets attacked?”

“Tch.”

Arendt thought that he probably had two lives, but he felt a little sorry that he couldn’t say anything like that.

“But why did you go there? You ran there right away when you heard that the werewolf was waking up.”

“I was a little hurt. No matter how much I thought about it, I still felt wronged for getting hit.”

“Ah, of course.”

Tsk, Arthur clicked his tongue and leaned back against the chair he was leaning against.

“What are you going to do? The seniors are starting to look at you strangely.”

“I’ll tell them to look at me as much as they want. I can’t help that I look handsome..”

“Damn. Is the word “shame” not in your life?”

“Whatever.”

Arendt replied dryly, still lying stretched out on the bed, not even raising his head.

… Arthur tried to control his trembling fists.

The knights seemed to be beginning to question why Warren had been transported frozen.

Since Arthur, who was with them, remained silent, no one said anything, but it was inevitable that curiosity and suspicion would flow out.

The only people who knew about the artifact Arendt had were the captains, the Crown Prince, Arthur, and Richt. Even if it was inevitable, it would not have been desirable for it to be revealed in this way.

Arthur asked cautiously.

“What are you going to do? Are you going to beat around the bush?”

“Well, now I wonder if it’s really necessary to do that.”

But Arendt was just indifferent.

Arthur frowned, unable to overcome his frustration.

“Then you’re just going to keep your mouth shut?”

“What… It would be stranger if I insisted on explaining it. No matter how stupid the seniors are, they wouldn’t be stupid enough to talk about things like that around the neighborhood.”

The reason Arendt kept the Frosty Touch a secret was because his relationship with the knights was at its worst when he first fell into this world.

But things were a bit different now. He had long been cleared of the treason charge, and now he had a strong supporter in the form of the Crown Prince.

At least he wouldn’t be attacked by his own forces.

Arthur, who had no way of knowing the inside story, suddenly scrunched his face.

“What do you mean the seniors are stupid, you punk? Anyway, be careful. If you don’t, you’ll really end up in trouble.”

“Okay, I get it. It’s making my ears hurt.”

“When people talk, listen carefully!”

“Yes, yes~.”

Arthur was about to lose his temper again at the sight of the man who was responding dryly while rubbing his ears.

Thud.

Someone knocked on the door.

“Arendt, are you there?”

“Oh.”

At that sound, Arendt jumped up. Without waiting for an answer, Richt opened the door and spoke with a complicated expression.

“…The Captain is calling.”

“Why?”

Richt didn’t answer right away, but just stared at Arendt with troubled eyes… and after a long while, he asked an unexpected question.

“What have you done?”

“You’re asking the same question as Senior Arthur. I told you guys that I only provoked him a little.”

Although it was a question without a subject, Arendt answered it nonchalantly. Arthur, who did not know the context, just looked back and forth between the two of them in bewilderment.

The place Richt took the two was an interrogation room attached to the underground prison.

As they passed through the door guarded by knights, Laius and Warren, sitting across, greeted the new guests.

Warren looked more energetic than when Arendt saw him a few days ago.

As his mane-like, crimson hair and copper-colored skin began to come to life, he looked even more like a ferocious beast. It seemed as if his race’s unique, monstrous resilience had kicked in.

“Does he remember?”

“Yes, it’s just like you said.”

Laius also responded in a familiar manner to Arendt’s simple words, which neatly omitted greetings.

That proved it.

The fact that Warren was not affected by the memory-erasing artifact, ‘Breath of Mnemosyne’, meant that he was not directly connected to the evil cult.

“Why did you call me?”

“It was a request. He wanted to talk to you.”

This was also a roughly expected answer.

Warren didn’t show much resistance even while he was tied up. He just remained calm and stared at Arendt the whole time.

Laius added calmly.

“He said he would like to surrender if possible.”

“Yes?”

Arthur, who had followed along without realizing it, let out a surprised voice.

That was the reason why Richt, who came to the room, looked so upset.

The guy who was attacking the imperial knights just a few days ago was suddenly surrendering. Moreover, the last person to have contact with Warren was Arendt.

As if responding to that astonishment, Warren opened his mouth.

“I thought that if that guy wasn’t here, you wouldn’t believe me. I didn’t really want to meet him face to face, but I had no choice but to ask him to join me here.”

“…You, what the hell have you done?”

When Arthur, who had been gaping for a while, managed to mutter, Arendt shrugged his good shoulder.

“I told you. I gave him a piece of my mind.”

Warren’s face distorted as he remembered the conversation from back then.

“You provoked me properly. I want to break your neck right now, but I made my decision after considering that, so I hope you listen carefully, Captain.”

“This isn’t a matter I can decide on my own, but if you tell me the circumstances, I’ll take it into consideration.”

Laius glanced at Arendt and responded calmly.

“But no matter what the outcome, you must pay the price for killing people and participating in a crime, so why do you insist on surrendering?”

“I was already prepared for that, but that guy said that: .”

A spark appeared in Warren’s deep blue eyes as he spoke.

“You’re not wrong. I’ve already bowed my head to humans and acted like a hunting dog, so if I hesitate any longer, I’ll only end up looking even more ridiculous.”

The subtle anger in his subdued voice was directed directly at Arendt.

“But I want you to promise me something first. You were the one who brought it up first, so take full responsibility for it. Promise me that you will destroy Rebecca and her entire group. If you can’t, I will just kill myself here.”

“I guarantee that.”

It was not Arendt but Laius who answered those words. Laius, who was under the gaze of the wolf, swore without wavering an inch.

“Our Imperial Knights are tasked with eliminating the enemies of the Empire. That’s what we’re supposed to do anyway.”

“…Since that guy was the worst, I thought the Imperial Knights were all crazy guys.”

Warren, who had been blinking as if surprised, spoke again. At the same time, the expression on Laius’ face, who had been determined, became somewhat haunted.

“…That guy is something special.”

“Are you drawing a line?”o live on the streets.

Arthur, who had been quiet, couldn’t overcome his curiosity and intervened.

“So? Did you join her to save your family?”

“…I tried to trick myself.”

He knew it instinctively.

From the moment he first laid eyes on her, Warren knew what Rebecca truly wanted from him.

He’d just been ignoring it all this time.

A bitter smile appeared on Warren’s lips.

“I pretended to be a man in love, and I have been doing so ever since.”