Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

60 – Parting the Darkness (4)

“…Are you okay?”

“It’s okay. More than I thought.”

But is it really okay?

She replied that it was okay, but her trembling hands seemed to indicate that it was not true.

It wasn’t okay. However, she couldn’t say that, so her eyes were still blankly staring into space.

“…Will do just fine.”

It was true that this was questionable.

Evan had been fighting warlocks, and Evan had achieved greater achievements than any other knight.

I couldn’t guarantee that I would return safely this time.

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Without the help of the imperial family, without the help of the other knights, would an individual be able to do it?

I couldn’t delay much.

If you inform the imperial family, you will be able to move to subdue the warlock in a few weeks at least.

That’s why I sent Evan. It was as if his heart was burning with worry that he couldn’t bear to convey.

If he had been that strong himself, he wouldn’t have had to let him go alone.

If only he could have been a little calmer in this situation,

He could have found a better way than sending him alone.

In my complicated head, what came to my mind in the tangled skein of thoughts.

It was the look he was looking at before he left. Unlike before, those eyes that shook anxiously were annoying.

Could he not even be certain? But he left,

He couldn’t catch Evan himself. Just blankly, he just looked at the back as he left.

… He once said that he believed.

He once said that if he trusted anyone, he would only trust Evan, and he would trust him forever.

That thought has not changed. He still believed in him.

He said he would do well this time, and in a corner of my heart I firmly believed that he would come back safely.

However, how could he not even worry about anything? Trembling fingers gripped his collar.

The chewed lips turned pure white, and before long, he let out a light sigh at the fishy taste that came through.

If he dies, he won’t regret this choice for the rest of his life.

His gaze, which had been looking into the air, was directed towards his father, who was lying down.

A face as pale as someone who is about to die, the face he remembers disappears,

The appearance of his skin and bones was clearly telling him that he was suffering from a curse.

A week later, he was told he would die if he waited longer.

Askest Merwin, the great mage of the Empire, said these words,

At least I wouldn’t be wrong. A strange feeling seemed to engulf his whole body.

I thought I usually resented him, but seeing him lying so helplessly was just disheartening.

He no longer had those eyes looking at him.

There was only one shabby old man lying down as if he was about to die.

Could it be said that Evan’s going to save him was the right choice?

My mouth was shut tight at the foolish thought that came to mind mixed with my own desire.

The owner of Julis’s cow, he himself, who should put Young Ji-min first in any situation, thought that way.

Only then did the surroundings come into view. The pouring rain, the gloomy atmosphere of the Duke’s residence.

Now that everyone is lost in faith and wandering,

It was only then that the man who was supposed to rule the duke’s residence collapsed, full of chaos.

Lofenado, Lord Chris, Rize Island. He was filled with anxiety in the eyes of those he knew.

The family head fell down. And even that Sogaju was wandering around.

Concerned about his own escort knight, he threw away even what he had to do and just stood there blankly.

…How can you call yourself like this, Julis’ minor family?

I still hated that title. Those who want perfection in themselves

I didn’t like that, so I erased the name from my thoughts for a while.

But now, now, when the family head of Julis has collapsed, everyone is in chaos.

They needed someone to lead them. He needed someone to clear the confusion and clear the dark clouds that had begun to hang over the dukedom.

Can you do it? It would be different from before.

It meant that he had to take responsibility as the head of the household by taking on all the work, rather than simply handling the paperwork.

I closed my eyes for a moment, then opened them and quietly looked out the window.

Should be. If someone did it, you had to take responsibility for it.

I couldn’t fight like Evan. He could wield a sword, but he was not strong,

So the only thing he could do was replace his fallen father.

Vision was no longer blurry. The determined eyes were shining more than ever.

Slowly and quietly.

There was a strange twist in Sir Chris’s gaze as he watched himself rise from his seat.

“Sir Chris.”

“Yes, lady.”

“Ask for all the papers piled up so far to be brought to the office. Resume all suspended tasks. The goal is to get everything back to normal, and…”

The seal, which should have been worn on the Duke’s finger, was on the desk.

After looking at the seal, he carefully picked it up and put it on his finger before opening his mouth.

“Until His Excellency wakes up, all authority over the Duchy belongs to me.”

Sir Chris immediately bowed his head and left the room.

Not respectful. Since there was no one above him in this ducal residence,

Unlike usual, an awkward tone leaked out of his mouth.

At the same time as Sir Chris moved, his ladies-in-waiting began moving quickly to begin their duties.

Little by little, the chaotic atmosphere disappears.

I didn’t think everything would come back soon, but I was sure I’d get my mood back in no time.

When the rain that wets this land stops, won’t everything return to its place?

Looking far away, perhaps where Evan is.

Hopefully, you’ll be fine. This time, I hope that no one gets hurt, and that I can come back with such a healthy body.

“…Evan.”

Every time he came back, he remembered the image of Evan with scars on his body, and he frowned.

Please don’t get hurt this time,

He recalled the biggest aspiration of what he wanted right now. So I prayed fervently toward the void.

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Pu-wook-

My eyes narrowed at the feel of the spear cutting through my stomach.

He breathes heavily, spitting out blood that fills up in his throat.

The black blood pouring from his mouth, it seemed that his body condition was quite damaged.

While staggering to pull out the spear, I looked around for a while and grasped the enemy’s presence.

‘Too many.’

Dozens of warlocks, I thought I had cut quite a few, but there were still about 10 left.

It was easy to deal with the little ones who called themselves the Summoning School.

However, the problem was the people they called their teachers.

The level is not low. They surpassed the black magicians who fought in the cave, and they were opponents that could not be fought lightly.

I was in this state even though I fought with all my strength.

His arm was tattered, and his stomach was pierced several times, and blood was leaking out as soon as he died.

I was feeling short of breath. For the next few minutes, maybe I can barely fight for that much.

My vision was blurry due to my poor physical condition. Irene, the corners of her mouth twitched when she remembered the name.

I promised I wouldn’t get hurt, but in the end it ended up like this again.

Isn’t this the first time I’ve been hurt so badly?

I finally felt that I was close to death. The amount of mana was gradually decreasing.

The flames that wrapped around my body were decreasing, and my heartbeat was gradually stopping.

What pierces your nose is the thick smell of blood, the smell of death from rotting corpses.

I widen my eyes at the blurry vision. I couldn’t die yet.

If he died here, it would be just a futile death.

“…Awesome. More than 50 people gathered, but suddenly only 10 people remained.”

The black magician who first appeared in the darkness opened his mouth.

Berman, Evan gritted his teeth as he recalled calling himself that way.

Can I reach you? The black radish was still wrapped around it.

He cut down countless black magicians, but the black radish, which grew in size, looked dangerous no matter how he looked at it.

The attack stopped for a moment and I was able to catch my breath, but I didn’t know how long this time was left.

Pick your breath. Calms the beating heart,

All they could do was try to save a little bit of the remaining mana.

How many numbers are left that can be used in future fights?

…Didn’t exist.

I was already drawing mana to the limit.

If I spend more mana here, maybe that heart will burst and tear.

But in the current situation, it would have been right to consider that number as well.

A lot of blood vessels burst out of his open eyes.

Wiping the blood flowing from his eyes with the back of his hand, he exhaled a long breath.

Berman, for some reason the name sounded familiar.

Why is the name I heard for the first time in my life so familiar?

If you defeat him, maybe you will learn the truth about the name.

But by what means? One of his arms was tattered, and his bleeding stomach made it difficult to even run properly.

He barely moved using mana, but if his mana decreased a little more, even that would be difficult.

5 Minutes,

Perhaps it’s time for you to move around as usual. Will that time be able to reach him?

My heart was pounding. The intuition she had built up throughout her life was screaming, telling her to get out of this place with her remaining strength.

However, if he retreated from here, those black magicians might go straight to Irene.

Clean your teeth. I let my beating heart beat faster.

The blood flow rotates rapidly, causing the muscles to expand.

Kugung, the ground he was stepping on shook, and soon the fragments began to float in the air.

With the mana in her heart, she forcibly draws out the few remaining pieces of her.

If there were limits, she had to break them.

Remnant fire, burns all available mana.

If you don’t have mana, burn its body. If you don’t have a body, burn its soul.

Flame, the white flame burned more brilliantly than ever before.

The flames that devour even the surrounding black radish, and the flames that entwine the surrounding atmosphere like the wings of an angel added strength to the body.

Now, maybe we can do it. With this current power, it might be possible to reach it.

The pure white blade began to shine more brilliantly in the dark.

His body was quite light as he squeezed everything out of himself.

In order to prevent the sword from slipping from the bloody hand, I added strength to the hand holding the sword.

The warlocks are approaching. When he felt the darkness they were embracing approaching very close, Evan kicked off the ground and stepped forward.

What the warlocks standing next to Berman felt from Evan was a terrifyingly restrained anger.

It was a sharp-forged intent to kill, and animosity that was colder than any ice.

His whole body tingled even though he simply felt the momentum …

The power I feel right now must be the potential of a knight named Evan Fried.

Berman looked at the scene and smiled.

The power he possesses does not reach himself. However, arrogance was forbidden.

Unfolds the magic circle. If it were simple magic, I wouldn’t have used it, but what I’m preparing now is a great magic enough to draw a magic circle.

Darkness extends like tentacles and wraps around the atmosphere.

The air was ripped apart, and the greatest murderous intent began to form red and attack the surroundings.

“OMEN.”

He used the great summoning magic he had been preparing for years in the cave,

Thousands of humans, tens of thousands of eyeballs, and the blood they sprinkled were flowing in this magic circle.

Be crazy.

Even though his bones were twisting as a lot of mana escaped from his body, Berman laughed.

I’m happy with this power, and it’s fun just imagining that the beings from this magic circle will annihilate the world in the future!

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Berman wasn’t the only one whose strength was quickened by that magic circle.

Even though everyone except the warlocks who came out to deal with Evan are being deprived of mana by the magic circle,

They were all laughing like crazy. As if possessed by something, their eyes were shining endlessly.

I was happy even though my heart was twisting, my lungs were squeezing, and all the mana I had accumulated was draining and losing its vitality.

All of this is for the sake of extinction.

So Berman laughed. The emptiness reflected from the gaping mouth was frightening.

Koo-Goo-Gung, the earth shakes, the sky is torn, and black cracks begin to open in the torn sky.

“…That’s it.”

Evan’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the tear. Dangerous.

The senses throughout my body were warning me several times.

More than anything I’ve experienced so far, the ‘something’ that will emerge from that gap is the most dangerous.

Charlereureu, the blade of a spear passing by my face. Turn your face away

Twisting his wrist, he lowered his neck again at the same time as he raised his sword.

Insufficient power is supplemented with mana.

Because of the endless black magic, evasion and attack had to be done at the same time.

Kwajik, the dust rising from the ground covered the black magician’s eyes.

Huiik, Evan strained his back after confirming that the extended spear blade had completely deviated from its trajectory and flew far away.

Kicking off the ground again with his right leg, he thrust forward the sword he was holding in one hand.

Kaaang-

“Chit.”

Bone armor, that bothered me. It took quite a bit of force to break it.

In order to destroy it all at once, you probably have to reach the level of a master.

Only an even greater amount of mana, incomparably pure mana, could cut through that armor at once.

However, I can’t do that right now, so I only focus on this situation.

Taking out the bone armor meant that the warlock’s last means of defense was taken out.

If you break that thing, the warlock will die. Blood flowed from his mouth.

My stomach ached from the shaken intestines. How long can i last

3 Minutes from now? As fast as you can, pull your shoulders up. Twisting your back,

I put all the power in my arm and swung it. Kwaaang! The flames contained in the sword spread through the air.

The darkness of the blade that touched it dissipated, and Evan smiled lightly as he grabbed the spear that was flying towards him.

Sword in one hand, spear in the other.

Move as much as possible.

It assimilates each cell and all its movements into one.

The movement of the left hand and the movement of the right hand had to become one.

As soon as he steps, his arms swing. As soon as his eyesight turned towards the enemy, he threw out his spear.

One accord, one breath. As a series of processes continue in an instant,

All movements started to break away from the speed that I had thought was the limit so far.

In a world that seemed slow, only Evan was speeding up.

The pouring darkness escaped him. No, Evan was just reacting to it all.

Extremely activated senses were watching it all. I hear it. You can see the movement of the wind.

Where the darkness is heading. I twisted my body, feeling the murderous intent passing through my skin.

The scent of death directed at him made Evan’s body move.

If there is a talent, Evan’s talent was martial arts itself.

Thoroughly ruined body, it would not be strange if the darkness penetrated and collapsed right away.

Rather, he was able to move more lightly because of that. Hit the limit And break that limit and move on.

This was my first time handling spears.

However, for some reason, I thought I could handle it pretty well.

Chwaaak- The extended spear head touched the bone armor.

The black magician’s eyes widened as the amount of impact was incomparable to that of swinging his sword.

And the next attack, the attack continued without a break.

Paaang!

The air bursts out. It was that fast.

A short spear gave more destructive power than a sword.

Evan’s arms trembled at the elasticity and recoil, and the elasticity transmitted when swinging the spear.

However, it had that much power. It splits. It cracks.

Evan didn’t miss the slightest, tiny crack that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Crushes the black thorns extending from the ground. Alas, the flames were still burning fiercely.

For some reason…It wasn’t hard anymore.

Like Runner’s High, which is said to reach you after running for a while,

I no longer felt tired, probably because of the adrenaline rushing out of my head.

It burns. Like flames, the spinning spear in Evan’s hand was hitting the bone armor, skimming the black flame.

A little bit, just a little bit more.

Adding another line to those fine lines was as easy as breathing.

I managed to avoid the spear blade that passed by my face and pierced my arm.

Bend your knees, open your eyes, catch your breath. The blood flowing from his mouth was not wiped.

Blood continued to spurt out of the stomach that had not been stopped. However, it did not stop.

A little more, a little more. Whipping yourself

To break this limit, to prevent something from coming out of that gap.

Then it arrives. Kwaaang-! The warlock was startled by the roar that was incomparable to the previous one.

The bone armor shattered at once, and the spear blade that extended straight through pierced his heart.

One breath. The unregulated breath travels through the lungs and spreads throughout the body.

I don’t rest. He pulled out the spear blade that had pierced his heart and looked away.

“What the heck…”

Muttered the one remaining warlock. What the hell is that power?

At most, it was just a knight who had just become an adult. Expert,

No matter how much I reached the end, how could I cut dozens by myself?

Glow, the flames still burning in the air were in my field of vision.

If the plan led by Master Berman succeeds, will we be able to stop that knight?

A question arose. Hesitation arose. That meant there was a gap in him.

Kwajik, Evan, who broke the bone armor before he knew it, pierced the warlock’s heart with his sword.

Gagging, black blood gushed out of his mouth.

Why did he have to die like this? The black magicians’ consecutive attacks did not reach him.

Every single attack he made while walking through the darkness was fatal.

As if he had reached his limit, Evan’s eyes still sparkled as he let out a rough breath.

His sword will soon be directed at their master.

“Damn it…”

But that was the end.

His severed head was thrown into the air, and Evan immediately started running towards Berman, who was drawing a magic circle.

One minute, maybe that’s all I didn’t know. Erase thoughts

I ran like that, kicking off the ground, speeding up as fast as I could.

There was no one to stop him. Black radish surrounded them,

The pure white blade cut through the black radish and soon began to see through it.

Something was wriggling in the gap that was bigger than before.

Should be stopped. My heart was pounding with vague fear.

One, two.

The skinny warlocks were dying from Evan’s sword.

Three, four.

Approaching. In order to reach Berman at the far end,

He kept running like that, cutting off the black radish holding his ankles.

Five, six.

Catch your breath.

He gritted his teeth thinking that there was not much time left.

Seven,

Cutting down the last warlock. So he extended his sword towards Berman.

Teeing-! Unsurprisingly, his bone armor protrudes and fends off sword strikes.

Fire, burn. Put all of himself in it.

Only to cut off that bone, a torch burned from the sword.

Gagagak! Break it The sword containing only that single thought easily dug into the bone armor.

Berman’s purple eyes met Evan’s. Is it over?

Berman gave a slight sneer at Evan, who held out his sword while thinking about that.

“It’s late. Already, he has Maloric descended.”

Maloric? He said he was late, he couldn’t understand.

The extended sword had already pierced his neck. Berman’s neck, which fell with a creak, was still laughing.

It’s been a while since I looked at the sword that wasn’t even stained with blood.

Evan’s gaze turned to the sky as he suddenly felt a sense of incongruity.

Dots.

When Evan’s green eye faced a dot, Evan was overcome with fear for the first time in his life.

Jureuk, the sword slips in the cold sweat soaking his whole body. Breathing quickens

The flames fade. Mana did not respond to Evan’s response any longer.

It was hiding in the depths of its body to avoid encountering a certain existence.

It…Couldn’t be called a creature.

It was not something that was alive and breathing. Can it be expressed with one color?

Purple twilight wriggling in the wriggling darkness.

Cool, blood was pouring like mad from his mouth.

Odds? I didn’t see anything like that. Berman’s words that it was already too late echoed in Evan’s ears.

Maybe it’s really late.

[…Mortals.]

The voice ringing in my ears hit my heart. Despite the blood pouring out of his mouth,

Evan’s eyes were still on that point. Torn sky,

A body made entirely of pure white bones was slowly crawling out of the gap.

[Poor.]

Maloric really felt sorry for Evan. He knew his strength.

However, it was infinitely insufficient to deal with himself. Those who will soon perish themselves,

So he stopped paying attention.

He only moved his body to fulfill the longing of those who called him back to this world, annihilation.

Kurr-

The rain stops. However, the sun did not rise.

Only the darkness covering the whole sky hides even the clouds,

Instantly, the force emitted by that existence attacked Evan’s body.

I couldn’t even try to hold on. Evan’s body, thrown away like a scarecrow swept away by the wind, rolled on the ground.

The sword is broken into pieces. His tattered arm was further torn.

Blood continued to spurt from the punctured stomach.

Irene, recalling the name, Evan smiled bitterly.

I can’t reach it. His own sword. It does not reach that entity.

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Wow!

When the being finally reached the ground, even the fragments of the forest that remained were enveloped in darkness and began to disappear.

With its long body made of bones, its single wings spread wide in the sky.

When the Bone Dragon, a being that only appeared in legends, descended into the world, the atmosphere began to shake. The sunken earth explodes.

Pounding.

And then, the beating heart slowly stopped.

Pounding.

The breath flowing into Evan’s lungs gradually weakened.

Pounding.

Regret, sadness, fear of never seeing you again,

Despair, remorse, hatred, and the thought that this breath could not last longer. Vain hope.

In my fading consciousness, it was ironic that Zanzir’s words came to mind.

One’s lineage, mana. In the end, it didn’t reach the dragon. However, at the words of Count Kassim that came to mind before long, I have a little hope.

-The founder of the Fried family was a dragon.

Azest Merwin said. He said that the blood he had might be dragon blood.

He was told that he might not be fully exerting his power yet. He

He thought he had faced a limit, but he might not have faced a limit.

Pounding.

My heart, which I thought had stopped for a while, started beating again.

To collapse like this, he had too many things left to protect.

The promise he made in Siren, the name he swore to protect by letting go of even the past.

The brooch on his chest has already been broken, but he remembers the touch it left behind.

I remember the body temperature I felt in the hand I held, and the calm voice I heard when we were together.

The mana she thought she wouldn’t have left was burning her embers in her heart.

Still, there was hope. She was not in vain. She thinks while raising that mana.

The essence of oneself. Is Mana’s characteristic one of purification? The intimidating feeling of that dragon made of bones, its strength.

The rising flame was different from before.

It was still brilliant, still pure white. The power emanating from that flame was by no means small.

The ground shakes. In the darkness that covered the sky and air, the flame that burned brightly alone began to explode.

Thump, pound.

In the process of raising mana, Evan was able to feel what his true nature was.

Domination, I rule everything that is placed under my feet. Destroy, he destroys everything he sees.

Harmony, but tempering it, and being able to handle its power in harmony with nature.

A raging fire broke through the darkness and stretched toward the sky.

As he tried to fly towards the sky with Evan left behind, Maloric’s head turned.

A mighty power felt from the back, incomparable to before.

Isn’t it the same power as his own existence? But behind it was only darkness.

No, there was a brilliant light that showed his existence in the darkness.

Two lights,

In the golden eyes that shone brilliantly in the darkness, Maloric saw the dragon.