Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

83 – Diminuendo (3)

Standing on the sharpest and sharpest peak of the sword, the sword wrapped around the dukedom, the wizard looked around.

Under the stars, the Duchy of White Fog was just silent.

As if you don’t know anything about what will happen in a while.

Ugh – Azest felt the circle of his heart resonate.

It’s not long. The beginning of everything, and perhaps the beginning of the subjugation that will be the end of everything.

“I can’t beat Viltein.”

Although he was a great mage, he was called a wise man.

I thought it would be difficult to beat Viltain.

Everyone has a role that suits them, and at least in this subjugation…

It would be difficult for him to become the lead himself.

Evan Fried, what is the reason that name comes to mind before Master Theorard and His Highness the Crown Prince?

Azest smiled at the thought that maybe, if that article hadn’t existed, we wouldn’t have reached this point.

The presence of a knight who was only 20 years old was bigger than I thought.

He’s the only one who can catch Viltain in this subjugation.

The stars are obscured by clouds, and complete darkness comes.

I also felt a bit uneasy.

Imagine what would happen if the subjugation failed here…

“I’d rather just die.”

Ung – The 8 circles engraved on the heart began to radiate heat like crazy.

All the mana started flowing towards the circle for high-level magic, only one great magic.

Mana is the will of the world. The magician was the best at handling that will,

A great wizard who reached the pinnacle among the wizards began drawing a pentagram toward the sky.

“Thurisaz.”

A primordial power, a primordial power that rips through the sky and destroys the earth.

Koo-Goo-Gung, the sky started to tremble. Brilliant stars realized the phenomenon and began to hide their own light.

The moon no longer shone. It was only to hide under a new light source that had risen under the sky.

A star that rose with the moon, a star that will strike the earth.

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“Meteor.”

As Azest’s hand lightly stirred the air, a huge stone that covered the sky began to fall towards the ground.

The defense shield wrapped in Roman dukes began to vibrate. Although it was laid so that the aftermath did not spread to the surroundings,

I didn’t think it would last that long in the first place. The meteorite began to crack in the runes engraved again.

I didn’t think the mighty people would die from this magic that only strikes those with the energy of black magic.

Now was the time to trust the allies below.

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Evan inhaled quietly. Nervous? To be honest, his heart was strangely calm.

It’s safe to say that today is the best condition.

She saw Irene’s smiling face when she left, and Lopena’s slightly weeping face,

The face of Sir Chris, who gave me advice with a serious expression, lingered in my mind.

I didn’t see the duke, but he handed Evan a cloak. A black cloak with the large emblem of Julis engraved on it.

“Are you here? Lord Aest will begin his attack soon.”

Clouds hung over the sky. And the pentagram engraved with runes covering the sky.

Evan could feel his breathless mana just by looking at it, and Evan grinned at the sense of relief.

There weren’t that many warlocks they could deal with.

The archmage was such a being, and only those who did not die even with that magic would deal with it a little.

Theorard smiled lightly at Evan.

He might be nervous, but the young knight with a calm expression was looking in front of him while holding his sword.

Viltein Roman, determined not to call him Sir Roman any longer, Theorard looked at a towering building.

Why did they, who were born with the imperial sword and the emperor’s lineage… Cooperate with the warlock?

The face of Biltein, who was his close friend, came to mind. We’ve known each other since childhood,

As the commander of the Imperial Knights, can’t we just watch things like this?

He let out a slow sigh and turned his head toward the one he served while holding the sword at his waist.

“Your Highness, are you all right?”

“Does it look good? Damn, I’ll be honest. I want to get out of here right now.”

After saying that, Kaisel burst into laughter before continuing.

“But I can’t. Even if I can’t slay a dragon like the founding emperor, I want to achieve an achievement equivalent to that. If I run away from here, it will be seen as if the Empire is running away from Roman. I… Will become a proud emperor. Even if I can’t be a good emperor.”

“You will make a good emperor.”

“…Well, that’s better.”

It may have eased my mind a little. At that thought, Theorard looked at Kaisel happily.

He used to worry a lot, but the appearance of the crown prince, whose attitude has changed a lot these days, seemed to be enough to make him a good emperor.

Perhaps it was because he met a knight named Evan and developed a sense of motivation.

However, in order for him to become a good emperor, he had to catch Roman here.

Masters have their own territory.

He didn’t have much use for it, but he intended to use it as quickly as possible.

If you save it for the sake of fighting Biltain, it will only increase your stamina consumption.

At the same time as he slowly raised his mana, he finally faced a huge meteor shower hitting the dukedom.

The moment that stone turned the dukedom upside down was the beginning. The beginning of the subjugation war against Roman, to subdue one of the 5 major duke families of the Empire.

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Evan was determined from the beginning to give his all. Of course, I will spare what Count Kassim gave me, but

It was a battlefield sufficient to use all one’s strength.

If he didn’t do his best and got hurt, he didn’t know what factor he would play in the fight against Duke Roman.

Thumping, a sense of exhilaration that was different from when you simply awakened mana began to surround your body.

The heart pulsates as if it will explode. The mana flowing through his veins eventually burned up like a flame, and a brilliant white flame blazed in the darkness.

The dragon was good at ruling. The dragon was good at purifying, driving away evil spirits.

So the white flame drives out the darkness. And he rules the light, wielding it like limbs.

And Evan has awakened that dragon blood.

In the pitch darkness where even the stars and the moon were covered, golden eyes scattered brilliance.

“Looks like everything is ready.”

As Theo Rad said, Evan quietly nodded his head. Charle, the pure white blade pulled out of the sword shone.

Even though it was a magic sword, there was nothing special about it, but I just liked the fact that it never breaks.

A sword that won’t break no matter how hard you swing it, because it was said to accept all power.

After stepping on the ground, Evan started running towards the tallest building.

They must already be aware that this subjugation has begun.

I didn’t know what I was preparing, but I was sure I had to finish it all before dawn.

Blue mana was wrapped around the bodies of the prince and Theorad, like a lion’s mane.

At the same time, Theorard frowned slightly at the darkness he felt in the distance.

“Anyway, it seems like there is more left than I thought.”

“…Is that so?”

Evan’s eyes went cold. Kaisel looked at that gaze and somehow felt a chill run down her spine.

Although they were on the same side, Evan’s restrained anger felt colder than any other chill.

His anger toward the black magician, and his own determination. Kaisel gritted his teeth.

It was true that she was not very good with the two people on either side of her, but she didn’t want to get in the way.

“This is the order of the upper management! Destroy the intruders!”

Charlarak-Kaesel, who had avoided the black spearhead that had extended towards her, cut her sword with her diagonal line.

The sword filled with blue mana cut open a flaming fire ball.

Caisel, who confirmed that the blood spattered slightly and that her wound was shallow, moved his feet quickly.

I could have been exposed to magic the moment I stepped forward. He was confident he could get away with it.

It felt like my senses were sharpened.

As he cut off the arm of the warlock who aimed his arm at him,

At the same time, even the warlock who stood next to Ben Kaisel smiled lightly.

Isn’t that pretty good? The condition was fine. Having cut down two warlocks in an instant,

Kaisel turned his head at the thought that it might be a better performance than the other two, and soon burst out laughing.

The flash of white that cut through the clouds was not something he could imitate.

“Damn it. It’s been a while.”

I heard recently that your mouth has become rough, but what does that matter?

For now, it would have been better to just cut down one more warlock.

Kaisel sighed as he saw countless warlocks being cut down beside him.

The feeling of seeing two people in a different world from him was not very pleasant.

“… Ha.”

Evan, seeing the warlock who was only attracted to him, clicked his tongue.

The color of mana stood out, but even so, wouldn’t this number be too much?

Evan, who checked the number of 30 people, raised her mana. She intended to break through as quickly as possible.

I couldn’t have predicted what would happen in the fight against Duke Roman if I wasted my time on this.

As with most one-on-one fights, it didn’t come kindly one attack at a time.

Efficiently, I had to find the point where all attacks could not reach me the moment they were directed at me.

Evan glanced up at the sky. Two attacks from the top, ten from the sides, and three from the bottom.

Rather than pulling back, it seemed better to break through in one direction.

-Poo-Hak! The cloak was lifted and the protruding sword collided with the black one.

Cutting through the huge hand that was about to smash his back,

While stepping on the spear blade that was about to pierce his foot, he spun once in the air.

Sparks flew as they collided with each other. As it rotates rapidly and the flame burns at the same time,

The sparks that poured down on Evan were caught up in it and began to disappear.

“Attack at the same time!”

A warlock hurriedly shouted, but Evan took a deep breath and stepped back on the ground.

Someone let out a sigh as they stepped on the ground even in the midst of dozens of spears rising up.

But that was the difference. Even if dozens or even hundreds of people rushed at Evan, they couldn’t reach it.

If there is such a thing as rank, it was already several levels apart, and Evan had no intention of allowing these warlocks to attack.

As Evan grabbed the spear that rose from the ground and started shooting at the warlocks,

The warlocks could not stand it any longer and began to fall to the ground one by one.

A barrage of mana that seemed dangerous to anyone was pouring down on him,

Evan leisurely turned the knife and deflected them.

He couldn’t hurt himself this much. I don’t know if it was before

I can easily deal with dozens of black magicians.

The corner of his mouth twisted. Evan, clearly feeling the odds, swung his sword at a slightly faster speed.

An oblique, vertical sword cut through his chin. He cut off his mouth to chant magic, and cut off his wrists.

The magic that springs from the floor and the sky has long since gotten off my nerves.

The five senses had already mastered the rules of the attack,

Amidst the chaotic storm of attacks, Evan was alone and calm.

Hurry, as time passed, the flames burned more fiercely.

The night was no longer dark, and brilliant light filled the surroundings.

Evan felt joy at the sensation of his heart beating and pulsating. Maybe he didn’t know if it would end well.

If he maintains this momentum, if he can continue to fight the Duke only with this feeling he is feeling right now.

‘…Let’s focus for now.’

Wandering thoughts were not good. If you were excited for nothing, you could be embarrassed by an unexpected situation.

Now was the time to just soak in the melody of this battle. It’s a melody, isn’t it a pretty good expression?

As Evan smiled with satisfaction, he took a step forward.

A warlock sat down on the ground and hurriedly began crawling backwards with his hands resting on the ground.

“I-I didn’t do anything!”

“…Yes, I guess.”

Warlock Richard’s heart started beating like crazy. His face is white,

Because of his nervousness, all the blood vessels in his eyes burst and flowed like tears.

Evan’s expression did not change as he answered quietly. He was still holding the sword,

Those golden eyes stared at him. He was just coming towards him like that.

How the hell did this happen? I didn’t even think about losing even when the first 30 people rushed at it.

No matter how famous a knight may be, how can he face 30 people alone? He was told

That he caused the ritual to fail and even killed Rick with words, but he thought it was just an exaggerated rumor.

The word per hundred is a very figurative expression.

However, when I saw the man who cut down 30 people in an instant, I didn’t know what to do.

There was nothing I could do but walk backwards, stepping on the corpses of those who had fallen dead and praying with my hands together.

He hit his head on the ground and blood flowed from his head. The stone on the ground tore your forehead,

The blood that flowed profusely was soaking the dark ground red.

“Please help me. Please. I haven’t killed anyone. I don’t mean to kill you, just subdue- gagging…!”

What Richard spat out after his throat was pierced was a pitiful death.

Evan, he had no intention of keeping him alive in the first place. He had to wield the sword himself if there was a warlock in front of him.

Evan, who glanced at the unknown warlock fell, immediately looked away.

There were still a lot of warlocks left, and I didn’t have time to pay attention to these small things.

Evan started running again toward the building rising in the distance.

It was difficult to see the scenery around because it was a duchy. Although the magicians secretly evacuated the villagers,

The aftermath of Meteor was just enough to make the entire city area where the duke’s house is located completely disappear.

Truly formidable power, many warlocks died because of it… But the most important ones still remained.

Evan remembered the last time he met Duke Roman’s eyes.

I don’t know if he was looking at me with some thoughts, but his gaze was enough to guess the power he possessed.

He is different from the people I’ve met so far.

As if he were different from the warlocks he had just killed, his power that made his body go numb just by looking at him.

It felt different from what Sir Theorard had.

It’s domineering. He had the power to crush everything in front of him and move forward, and he was also a dark and turbid force.

…What are the odds of winning? It was true that Masters had their own domains, but

Unlike Lord Theorard’s realm, Duke Roman’s realm had never been seen before.

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In this situation where you don’t even know how to deal with it or how to destroy it, how much do you have to predict the odds?

Wouldn’t it have been a little easier for him if he had been a master himself.

Evan gave a self-deprecating smile for a while, then opened his mouth slightly when he saw a blue light that he hadn’t seen before in the distance.

The blue light hung like a curtain in the sky gently rippled.

The dark magicians were fading away in the light that was brighter than the stars and softer than the Milky Way.

Perhaps it was Lord Theo Rad’s realm, even though it was obviously quite far away, it was such a huge power that his shoulders were shaken.

Maybe he was trying to put a lot of effort into it at first.

Seeing that, Evan nodded his head slightly. He seemed to have a little anxiety lifted.

It’s not long until the duke’s residence. Remembering that,

Evan started walking slowly towards the gasping crown prince in the distance.