The Escort Knight Who Is Being Obsessed Over by the Villainess Wants To Run Away

18. Rainy night (2)

The sound of heavy rain.

It is noisy, as if pouring through an open window.

And lightning.

The moment the blue flash exploded, the dark room lit up, and I saw someone’s shadow.

A cool shadow over the bed.

‘I didn’t hear the sound of the window opening….’

It still is.

I can’t hear anything like walking or breathing.

Only the sound of rain.

‘Let’s stay calm.’

I am not a ghost.

There are ghost-like evil spirits in this world, but in this way their reality is not clear.

There is no shadow.

‘In other words, a person came in. Who is it?’

There are two emerging candidates.

Thief or Assassin.

The probability of being an assassin is high.

If it was a thief, he would have searched somewhere else instead of looking down at the bed.

Drawers, closets, places like that.

It’s strange that a thief breaks into my room.

It’s reasonable to aim for places like Elijah’s bedroom or the mansion’s warehouse.

‘I don’t feel any presence at all. A person trained in covert maneuvers.’

It must have been a special technique, similar to Judas’ ‘secret step’.

It became increasingly clear that he was an assassin.

The target is, of course, Elijah.

‘There is no reason for a skilled assassin to kill me. There may be Judas’ past that I don’t know about, but that would make him no more important than Elijah.’

I can’t hear the footsteps.

However, if you concentrate, you will hear the sound of dripping water.

It is distinct from the sound of rain.

Because I got wet from the rain, it seems like water is dripping from my body.

I measured the distance with that sound.

‘Not close yet. It’s coming slowly. It’s frighteningly discreet.’

I hugged Elijah closer.

Elijah and I have similar hair color.

The height difference is not too big.

If you cover it with a futon and stick close to it, it will be difficult for your opponent to tell you apart.

Elijah, unaware of this situation, rubbed her face in my arms.

‘You man, you owe me your life.’

To calm my trembling heart, I forced myself to show condescension in a funny way.

If you do it wrong, you will die for real.

Me too, Elijah too.

Boom!

Lightning struck again, ripping through the air.

The room flashed blue.

The shadows were closer than before.

Tap, pop.

The sound of falling water drops became louder and clearer.

‘Just a little more….’

Tap… , Drop… , Drop.

I focused on the sound as much as possible.

We need to get closer.

To the point where you can tell me and Elijah apart. Little bit more.

‘I have to aim for the moment when the opponent is most alert.’

A trained assassin.

If the first surprise attack fails, there is no next one.

Aim for the optimal moment, and you must succeed.

‘And the most careless moment is the moment when you are sure that you will succeed.’

Dude.

Water drops fell on the bedside table.

It’s close.

The inevitable sound of clothes rubbing when you raise your arm.

Now.

I quickly pushed Elijah and used her backlash to roll down behind her.

I had been keeping my eyes open since before.

For dark adaptation.

Kill or die.

You have to put all your energy into it.

I have no time to think.

Raises mana according to instinct.

[Magical Liberation (Lv.28)]

Caught someone’s leg while falling.

Action takes precedence over thought.

I quickly put my hands behind my hamstrings and grabbed the other’s thighs with my legs.

Uses the power of falling and rolling as it is.

An application of a technique called “Imanari Roll,” In which the opponent is knocked over by rolling.

“… !”

The bewildered opponent fell to his knees.

No matter how trained an assassin is, he probably doesn’t know these skills.

I immediately put the front of my opponent’s foot in my armpit, grabbed his hand, and twisted his heel with my wrist.

It is a lower body articulator called ‘heel hook’.

I twisted my upper body and broke it with all my might.

Awesome! An unpleasant sound filled the dark room.

Ankle turned at an abnormal angle.

“Keuu-!”

Even the assassin did not sit still.

He raised his upper body with a low moan.

Something short sparkled in his hand.

‘Dagger… !’

It’s too late to avoid it.

I quickly raised my arm to block it.

f*ck-!

The skin is torn and blood is splattered.

A reddish blade sticks out from under the arm.

The sharp tip of the knife stopped in front of his face.

“Keuk….”

I gritted my teeth and stepped back as if rolling backwards.

Fortunately, the opponent missed the sword.

The place where the dagger was stuck felt like it was burning.

I tried to ignore the pain.

It gritted its teeth and ran again.

Now is your chance when your opponent panics and loses his weapon.

I have no strength in my right arm that was pierced by a knife.

What should I do with only one hand?

As if throwing his body, he rushed in, hit his head, and grabbed his collar.

No, I was going to.

“Hup-!”

The moment he charged, the assassin stretched out his leg.

The kick hit the torso exactly.

Since he was sitting, he did not put any weight on him, but his body floated and flew all the way to the wall.

“Keah-!”

Even though it’s a young body, it released 28 mana.

But the opponent easily pushed me away.

‘I’m going crazy…. The monster baby is here. Are they as expected….’

I barely got myself up, leaning against the wall.

My whole body is shaking.

“Ugh… ?!”

The opponent also tried to get up, but couldn’t.

I fell down while spraining my ankle.

It has to be.

The heel hook is a technique that smashes all the joints in the lower body.

From the Achilles tendon, ankle ligaments to the cruciate ligaments of the knee.

That guy won’t be able to walk for the rest of his life.

As a characteristic of the lower extremity arthrosis, pain comes later.

So, when you get hit, you probably didn’t even realize how sick you were.

“Ha, huh….”

Ignoring the pain in my body, I glared at the assassin.

‘What should I do now… ?’

The surprise attack was only half successful.

I caught him off guard and sprained his joints, but he couldn’t kill him.

A trained assassin cannot end like this.

‘No matter how much you seal your lower body, you can’t win in a head-to-head match. The power difference is extreme.’

I think of several possibilities.

It doesn’t matter if I die.

Even if I die, can I kill that assassin or not?

We need to calculate that possibility.

Shall we rush again blindly?

Or should I remove the dagger from my arm and use it as a weapon?

Can you hold on?

Before that, would that assassin wait for that time?

‘If he belonged to that group, there’s no way he would have brought even one weapon. A hidden weapon….’

He looked up.

On the bed. I found Elijah who woke up with a surprised face.

The goal seemed to be confirmed.

The assassin puts his hand in his bosom.

‘Throwing Weapon… !’

Instinct moved my body first.

I ran out with the idea of getting hit instead.

The hand in the bosom comes out.

A small sharp throwing dagger gleamed its edge.

Just before throwing.

I’m still far away.

That moment.

The assassin’s eyes met.

I glance over to check the distance.

The pupils under the mask stop.

As if observing me. Or as you know.

‘What is it?’

That very brief momentary stop divided into innumerable seconds.

Everything stops as if the air is frozen, then burns brightly.

Hwaruk-!

Golden flames rose like whips and shook the assassin.

It devours and burns the dismembered corpse.

The flames attached to the corpse grew larger.

The flames plucked out like strands from the flames hacked up the already dead assassin.

I stopped and watched it blankly.

The smell of blood was erased by the disgusting smell of burning flesh.

Then the bedroom door was thrown open.

The soldier who was guarding the outside and Leah came in.

“Lady-!”

Why do I have to confirm that this mansion’s defenses are sh*t?

They rushed in, and when they saw the burning Assassin and Elijah, they froze.

I also looked at Elijah while standing still.

Red eyes mixed with orange and yellow stare blankly down at the corpse.

It is a figure possessed by a mad fire that urges aggression.

The future Elijah used to show that kind of side.

A face that contrasts with the angelic figure I saw in my sleep.

A look intoxicated with violence and murder.

A reflex fear soared.

If you don’t, you can get caught up in it.

I was walking backwards and my back hit the wall.

The right arm, where the knife was stuck, was also hit.

“Ugh….”

Blood flowed from the forearm that had been pierced by the dagger.

Swish, quick enough to make a sound, Elijah turned to me.

Her long hair fluttered and then settled.

“Judas!”

When she got off her bed, she came running her way to me.

It’s still the eyes that have been engulfed by the mad fire.

I didn’t have the space or strength to step back, so I stayed still attached to the wall.

“Someone wants Mei… ! So call the senator!”

Leah exclaimed urgently.

Someone ran quickly down the hallway.

Suddenly, Elijah was right in front of me.

She stared at my scars.

She quivered her small lips and then she bit them tight.

Her tightly clenched fists trembled.

“Why…. Why….”

Her red eyes quivered.

Tears welled up in her burning eyes.

I hated seeing that.

I don’t know why.

I just hate seeing Elijah cry.

So, with her remaining arm, she took Elijah into her arms.

What would Elijah look like if he buried her face in my chest?

Couldn’t she, possessed by her mad fire, burn me to death?

Wouldn’t he get angry at the rudeness he committed blindly?

I don’t know.

I acted according to my heart.

I’m going to die anyway.

“I’m glad you’re all right. Miss….”

Elijah held onto my collar.

The answer came back after a while.

“Yes….”

I leaned her back against the wall while holding her.

I lost strength in my legs.

Her body slowly collapses.

Elijah looked up at me with her quivering eyes.

“Judas… ? You, why are you so….”

“We have brought the councilor!”

Cudang-tang-tang, the tumultuous sound can be heard far away.

I rolled my blank eyes.

I saw a lawmaker with messy hair as if he had just woken up.

My name was Mei.

I don’t remember very well.

My head hurts.

My mind is blank, and my strength keeps draining from my body.

Cold sweat pours down like rain.

May came over and examined my wounds.

I also took a hard breath and lowered my gaze.

The spot where the knife was stabbed.

The surroundings were charred and dying.

Like rotten flesh.

“It is deadly poison. Judging by the fact that the flesh is dyed black, this is….”

I couldn’t hear what was going on behind the scenes.

But I know what poison it is.

A special deadly poison used by the Assassins Guild, Ramek.

It was made to let people know what they did.

It is characterized by its flesh rotting black.

The antidote is possessed by very few people within the guild.

In other words, if you are poisoned, you are already dead.

I wasn’t afraid or in pain.

An assassin who can perfectly infiltrate Elijah’s mansion.

There are not many.

I was guessing it was Ramek a long time ago.

Maybe that’s why I just accepted it.

‘Death splendidly….’

A cardinal-level priest or a wizard with high-level purification magic might be able to buy it.

But there won’t be such talent here.

I gave up.

I just enjoyed the warmth in my arms.

Elijah lived.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked up and then fell.

His eyes are big and his tears are big.

‘Why are you crying again….’

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As consciousness faded, so did breathing.

I tried to reach out.

I wanted to wipe away the tears, but my hand wouldn’t rise.

I climbed to an ambiguous position and trembled.

I have no strength.

‘I don’t want to see you cry…. You have a smiling face rather than crying….’

Elijah, who was crying until her nose turned red, took her hand.

She then puts it on her own face.

She touches the soft, warm cheek.

Tears flowed wetly down her hands.

“No…. Judah….”

Elijah murmured as he rubbed her face in her hand.

Am I crying because I died?

The landscape that rises beyond the distant field of view is probably a kaleidoscope.

Mysteriously, it was only Elijah.

Other than that, memories pass by.

The only vivid memories were when I was with Elijah.

When I saw young Elijah.

When I found a bruise on her arm.

Her birthday banquet. Sardis. Elijah suddenly came in while he was sleeping.

Four faces smiling excitedly at being hugged in front of people and interacting with moon deer.

At the end, Elijah cries in front of me again.

‘Yeah, looking at you like this, it’s not bad. Rather than a past life where everything was meaningless….’

Die.

Even so, the smile came out.

Because it wasn’t a tragedy that killed Elijah.

‘Look at that…. Fate can be avoided….’

When the kaleidoscope ends, the curtain comes down.

Now, in a moment of resignation, Elijah put her hand on my wound.

“Lady!”

It is dangerous to touch because the poison remains.

But Elijah didn’t care.

From her tiny hands, yellow flames soared.

Haze-like flames drew her sword and wrapped around her wounds.

It’s warm. Enough to be comfortable.

My flesh didn’t even burn.

Rather, the charred flesh gradually restored her complexion.

‘… Ah. No way.’

Elijah knows how to use her high level purification magic.

So, in the distant future.

She used her purification magic at every meal, fearing that there would be poison in her own food.

She was told it was a habit she developed as a child.

‘Have I been able to use it since I was young….’

For a moment, I felt that way.

I wondered if it was because of me that he had awakened to that magic at this very moment.

I ended up laughing because it was such an absurd delusion.

Maybe it’s because he died and came back to life, but his mental head doesn’t seem normal.

You should be able to misunderstand.

While I was detoxifying with the flame, Elijah leaned into my arms.

I put my ear to her chest to hear her heartbeat.

Then, she shakes her shoulders and sobs.

‘Don’t cry…. I let her live and she’s crying again. Why?’

How many times do you swallow her sigh because of him?

I just hugged Elijah with her free arm.

I hope she doesn’t cry. Come on.

The weeping of Elijah, who leaned on meekly, subsided little by little.