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

30. Appointment Ceremony and Coming of Age Ceremony (8)

Elijah is sensitive.

That’s true in every way.

Her childhood, when she had to be servile because she was her illegitimate son, made her that way.

She had to correct her behavior by reading the thoughts and feelings of others and redefining her own situation every moment.

It was like that when I was young.

From a certain moment, that ability manifested itself in a way that she could grasp and manipulate other people’s thoughts and emotions in advance.

Such sensitivity also applies to magic.

Elijah can feel magic more sensitively than other wizards.

While questioning Balak in her confession, she realized that magic was about to be cast somewhere.

Also, her location overlaps with her own escort knight.

She used teleport immediately.

“Back off.”

She started talking without looking properly.

When she raised her head, Judas was in front of her.

She only cared about coming to Judas, she didn’t calculate her direction at all when she arrived.

The heat slowly rose on her face.

“My lady? Why do you want to back off….”

“Be quiet….”

She ordered the unsuspecting Judas and turned around behind her.

Clergy uniform.

Oversized hood.

There is no such priest in this temple.

The priest’s hand, which had been stretched out to Judas, was hesitant to return.

I can feel the magic energy from her hand that she just cast.

I don’t know what kind of magic it is.

But only one.

An unpleasant bloody smell.

I’ve been through this a few times before.

Dark magic.

“What’s the matter with my escort driver? Also, a black magician who is hard to see.”

“… !”

The warlock retreated and cast a spell.

Even though Elijah knew it, he let it go.

As if things weren’t going the way he wanted, the warlock looked around.

“Does the teleport not work?”

The warlock looked surprised and turned to Elijah.

‘That’s correct.’

It wasn’t without reason.

There are only a few spells that can be used in such a crowded place.

Unless you want to kill every human in this place.

If mass killing was the goal, there would be no reason to approach only Judas from the beginning.

Moreover, there is no way he would have invaded this Temple of the Sun, where his own coming-of-age ceremony was being held, without any means of escape.

I set up a hypothesis based on various grounds, believed in the probability, spit it out, and got it right.

There’s no reason why the author can’t use teleport.

As soon as I arrived, I created an invisible barrier that temporarily suppresses magic only for that black magician.

As the last time he destroyed the barrier that suppressed magic, Elijah acquired that magic.

“Chit… !”

The warlock turned his body.

I don’t know what happened, but magic doesn’t work.

I was thinking of running away.

The moment you step out.

“… ?!”

The world has turned once.

It spun around dizzy, and the ceiling went far away.

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“Cheap… !”

My back collided with the ground.

I was out of breath.

His body flinched at the pain of his lungs shrinking, then he closed his eyes and passed out.

Just before fainting, he saw golden eyes looking down indifferently.

Yuda caught the black magician who was trying to escape and knocked him down.

“But are you really a warlock?”

Belatedly, Judas asked, and Elijah answered.

“Yes. It’s a feeling, but I’m sure.”

By breaking through the crowd of onlookers, the Temple Knights approached.

Those wearing ivory and gold armor.

You can feel the holy energy just by looking at the armor.

“What are you doing?”

As Elijah briefly explained, they answered.

“I will be led by our temple knights.

Elijah thought briefly.

‘The Knights of the Temple belong to the Imperial Family. And this warlock…. It’s probably someone related to the imperial family.’

Elijah recently received interesting information from the information guild.

It was the connection between the imperial family and black magic.

*

The head of the information guild. Eurydike.

My main job is document processing.

I tend to leave most of the work to others.

That said, his ability to dig up information on his own did not rust.

If necessary, I will step out.

I’m not confident in fighting, but running away was a different story.

Now she came out to the outskirts of Bebel Principality.

The place closest to the wire.

A few minutes on horseback, the borderline outside the Duchy of Bevel.

‘This way.’

Yuridike walked along the trail that could be seen in the distance.

It was a forest where even the moonlight was hard to penetrate, but her purple eyes adapted to the darkness.

She was chasing black magic.

To be precise, she is carrying out her commission that she received her five years ago.

Code name Chariot of Rising Fire.

A commission from Elijah D. Bebel.

It was an instruction to learn about the forbidden magic that interferes with the mind or memory.

I researched her in various ways, and today I came out to check one of them with my own eyes.

The connection between the Imperial Wizards and dark magic….

“Ugh… ! Please help!”

Someone shouted from the front direction.

Yuri Dike immediately lowered her stance.

“The wheels are stuck in the mud!”

I hid behind a tree and peeked.

A large road between forests.

It was easy to find the opponent.

They shone brightly because they held torches.

There was no need for Yuridike to step forward.

There were many people around the wagon that fell into the mud.

“Let me carry it.”

Yuridike observed them closely.

‘The one who pulled the cart was the priest of the Church of the Sun. And the one who wants to take the wheel off is a knight. The sun pattern on her shoulder….’

It was the symbol of the Imperial Knights.

There was not just one Imperial Knight.

As many as four people were camped out as if escorting a wagon.

The contents of the wagon covered with black cloth were not visible.

One of the knights pushed the cart.

Jumping! And the cart stirred and pulled out of the mud.

At that moment, even the black cloth shook.

The contents slightly protruded out of the fabric.

It was a human hand.

There was no life in the hands stained with blood and grime.

I can’t even move.

Like dead.

The knight crumpled his hands inside and neatly arranged the ends of the fabric.

“Move again.”

The procession moved.

There were five such carts.

It was big enough to fill roughly 4-5 balls per cart.

Yuridike quietly followed the movement.

The woods along the way were great barriers.

Suddenly, all four knights put their hands on their swords.

Shortly after that, a shadow popped out of the woods on the other side of Eurydike and blocked the train of carts.

“Huh, huh… ! Knight, better knight! Please help!”

An old man with a pathetic appearance.

There are few types of people like that in this forest.

A refugee or castaway who is lost.

Or robbery.

I wouldn’t have survived with the intelligence to rob against the Imperial Knights, so it must be the former.

Euridike’s guess was correct.

“Sa, save me! Please go to a safe place… !”

The old man’s plea did not last long.

A nearby knight shook off his sword.

Blood on the sword falls to the floor.

A step later, the old man’s face separated from his neck.

Looking at the body coughing up blood, the knight said nonchalantly.

“I’ll load this too.”

The priest nodded.

Put the black cloth aside to load it onto the cart.

Yuri Dicke put her mouth shut.

A cart full of corpses.

The corpses were tangled together at random, and the degree of damage was varied.

The priest silently loaded the old man’s head and body.

Among the corpses, the old man was sane.

After being covered with a black cloth, the procession moved on again.

At a certain wide point, the train of carts stopped.

“All stop. Wait a moment.”

One of the imperial knights took something out of his bosom.

A golden amulet.

Soon after, someone appeared in front of them.

Literally, a figure that appears as if it came into existence out of nowhere.

The one wearing the gray robe.

It was easy to guess his identity.

‘There are only a handful of wizards who can use teleport….’

The wizard looked at the cart and said.

“How many?”

“A total of 22, ah, 23 pitches.”

Imperial knights were polite to wizards.

The wizard, on the other hand, was arrogant.

“I told you to bring it full, is it empty for two?”

“I have no face.”

“Tsk. Okay. Back off.”

The wizard beckoned.

The priest and knight who brought the cart took a few steps back.

And then, the wizard and the five carts disappeared at once.

‘Teleport moving with another target….’

It is said that the person who uses it can count it among their fingers even on the continent.

There are no known wizards.

About the famous Elijah.

“Patience. You’re stretching out dirty.”

“That’s what being a wizard is all about.”

The imperial knights grumbled and handed the sacks to the priests.

It was quite large and heavy enough to be received with both hands.

“It is conservative. Please next time.”

The priests smiled happily and bowed.

“May the sun’s protection and grace be with you. Thank you.”

The priest went back the way he had come, and the knights talked among themselves.

“It’s creepy just looking at it. Seeing those bastards sobbing while reciting prayers, saying thank you for the fullness of the Holy Spirit.”

“Thanks to that, wouldn’t the prestige of the empire stand right? What would the world be like if there were only good people? These are all human affairs.”

“That’s right. Well, since they’re like that, their divine power must have been stolen…. Wait for a sec. What’s over there?”

“Hmm?”

A knight suddenly rummaged through one side of the forest with his sword.

“Why? Is there anything?”

Until now, there was no one in the place where Yuridike was hiding.

The imperial knight stared at that spot.

As if to catch a clue.

“… ….”

*

Yuridike sorted out the clues.

A cart loaded with corpses.

The leading priest.

Guarding imperial knights.

The high-ranking mage you took.

Yuridike thought.

The wizard who took the wagon.

He’s a black magician, or at least has a meaningful relationship with black magic.

Because the best sacrifice for black magic is a human being.

In other words, the imperial knights and priests sacrificed their bodies to the sorcerer.

A teleport that moves with objects.

You can count on one hand the number of wizards on the continent.

Elijah excluded.

If it’s black magic, of course, the mage tower that tries to stun or stun with bubbles is excluded.

Urydike came to a conclusion.

‘Imperial wizards are related to dark magic….’

In the Imperial Family Magic Corps, the emperor directly hires and manages talented people.

The second conclusion comes.

‘What is the emperor trying to do with black magic?’

As Yuridike came out of the forest, a friendly face greeted him.

It was Orphe, her husband.

A brilliant knight, he followed just in case.

“Yuri! Are you all right?”

“Yes. Who am I? I’m fine. I didn’t even notice.”

Yuri Dike held Orphée’s arms for a moment to relieve his tension.

I didn’t have time for that long.

“How about the information you checked?”

“I couldn’t believe it, but I’m sure.”

“Then the imperial family really….”

“Yes. I must hurry and inform the client.”

*

There is a significant and direct relationship between the Imperial Magicians and black magic.

Elijah recalled the information he received from the information guild.

A warlock who appeared at the Temple of the Sun.

The Temple Knights who follow the imperial family.

This is because the Temple of the Sun is inside the Duchy of Bevel.

The two largest powers serving the Sun Bridge, Helios and Bebel.

In the distant past, Bebel expanded its territory by preoccupying the Temple of the Sun, but Helios was a step behind.

However, these two are the main pillars that support the solar bridge.

One side could not unilaterally occupy the Temple of the Sun.

Therefore, an agreement was reached.

The imperial family raises those who can become the temple knights who protect the temple.

And, among those who can actually become knights, Balak appoints them.

Although Balak is the name of the place, as a result, they stay closer to the imperial family longer.

Thus, all the temple knights are on the side of the imperial family.

And, as if the Temple Knights had waited, they were about to take the warlock away.

Of course, that is correct in terms of procedure.

“So….”

Judas felt awkward and tried to refuse.

But Elijah stopped him.

Gently grab his hand as if to soothe him and lower it.

“Let them take it.”

“My lady… ?”

Elijah looked up at Judas and laughed.

It was a warm smile, as if to reassure her.

“It will be fine.”

Then whisper in my ear.

Only Judas can hear it.

“Trust me, your master.”

“… All right.”

“Okay. I’m not allowed to lead. But you’ll have to do it right, without any mistakes. Also, since my escort driver almost got hurt, I need to get a direct report on the progress of the interrogation.”

“I will implement it so that you will not be disappointed.”

Judah handed over the fainting warlock.

Elijah smiled inwardly as she watched her walk away.

It was a secret only he knew that he planted a special magic in that black magician.

The customers all murmured.

Some people approached Elijah and tried to comfort him, but they were unable to approach him recklessly.

It was because he was too close to Judas.

The imaginative people naturally blushed as they watched the two whispering together.

On the other hand, Elijah asked Judas calmly.

“Rather than that, what happened while I was gone?”

“That warlock came disguised as a priest. He said he had to do post-processing of the duel. I thought so and held out her hand, but for some reason the young lady appeared when I was about to step back because I was suspicious.”

“Hmm.”

Elijah crossed her arms and ran Judas up and down her.

“You didn’t fall under black magic, did you?”

“Your body is fine, so it seems.”

“Yes…. I’m glad.”

Judah was taken aback.

A corner of her heart was tingling.

Every time Elijah worried about himself, she felt weird.

She wasn’t a homicidal maniac, but her twisted past made her emotionally dry.

However, whenever this happens….

Judas cleared her delusion and asked what she was still curious about.

“By the way, how did you know and come right away?”

“She felt the energy of black magic. And, this.”

Elijah raised her right hand.

The ivory ring on her ring finger shines.

“You said you get your coordinates in real time.”

It was only then that Judas understood.

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Elijah she can use ultra-long-distance teleport, she can pick up herself whenever she wants, she can find herself in any situation.

She said that the reverse is impossible.

“The customers seem very surprised. First of all….”

As Elijah was trying to put things right, someone approached.

The first time she saw a middle-aged man she had to look up at Judas.

It was Ballack.

“Elijah.”

He said in a stern tone.

“Let’s talk for a minute.”

Elijah looked at him blankly and grinned.

She knew it, a cool smile.

She replies with a relaxed face that sees through everything.

“Yes.”

Judas watched them leave, and she lowered her hand.

She felt residual heat in her hand that Elijah had been holding until just now.

The faint smell of perfume lingered as if she was still by her side.

‘What did he talk about with Balak?’

I was purely curious without much meaning.

To him who is quietly waiting in a corner.

“Hey….”

A woman shyly approached me.

***

Elijah and Balak sat facing each other.

A small chapel in the temple.

The two wizards even set up a barrier to prevent anyone from entering.

Balak said straight-forward.

“Is it true that you know the location of Angra?”

“Okay. Did I say that?”

“… ….”

Balak clenched his fists.

He exhales like a sigh.

“What do you want?”

“Hmm. Can you give me what I want?”

“Tell me. Wouldn’t you be able to judge it if you know it?”

“The Archduke. Are you ignoring me? You probably don’t know how dangerous it is to expose what you want to others.”

“… ….”

Unlike Ballack, who frowned furiously, Elijah smiled.

It was an unpleasant laugh in her sun.

“Then, how about this? What is the intention and purpose of finding Angra?”

“If I told you that, would you answer me?”

“It will depend on the Archduke’s answer.”

Balak’s gaze went down as he glared at Elijah.

The vigor in his eyes disappears, and soon he is stained with tiredness.

Ha ha. A deep sigh shook his beard.

The reason why I contacted Angra.

A temporary alliance with the abandoned Moonsin Church.

A plan that has been prepared for a long time.

Should I say that?

Balak raised his head, and his eyes were filled with energy again.

He was resolute as if he had decided.

Finally, he opened his mouth.

“That….”