Chapter 037. The King of Knights (1)

The time when the evening twilight fell.

“Whoa, did you barely get away with it?”

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The man who came out of the back alley let out a heavy breath.

Taking off his thick robe and wiping the sweat from his forehead, he naturally blended in with the passers-by on the street.

“How the hell did you find out?”

The original target didn’t notice this side, but some strange guy got caught.

I wondered whether it was a coincidence or skill, but judging from the speed at which they were chasing them, it seems like the latter.

If he hadn’t displayed his wits at the end, he would have been so talented that it wouldn’t be strange if he had been caught.

‘It’s a variable.’

That, too, is a fairly large variable as his skill at detecting signs was considerable.

Although he was wearing a school uniform, he did not naively think that he was a cadet just by looking at his appearance.

Perhaps an escort knight.

We need to know this quickly, before it causes problems on the other side as well.

“It’s not easy to go there.”

He let out an annoyed sigh and made his way to the outskirts of the city and walked into a winding alleyway.

“… … .”

The den of killers hiding in the empire.

After arriving at the cabin located in the center, I carefully opened the door.

profit.

“… … .”

It was frighteningly dark and quiet inside, with only one lantern lit.

At first glance, it seemed that no one was there, but he looked around and opened his mouth to face the front.

“I came back because I have something to report to you during the mission.”

The answer came a little later.

“A little further.”

“… yes.”

I took a step forward in the direction from which the sound came from the cool voice that resonated in my ears.

A thin beam of light streamed in through the crack in the window and obliquely illuminated his hands and legs.

Before reporting, he organized his thoughts one last time.

‘The best thing is to simply delay the timing of the assassination.’

I can’t say it like this.

For some reason, he seemed very impatient with this work from above.

In the end, the choice is the next best option.

Drop an escort, or if you can’t drop it, kill it and aim for the target.

The problem was that there were swordsmen and high elves in Elvenheim right now.

‘If possible, it would be nice not to make a fuss until the assassination, but… .’

Still, as special forces were replenished a while ago, even if it goes to the worst situation, it is worth making an estimate.

‘I just need to stop the elves from interfering.’

After clearing his mind, he opened his mouth. but.

“L… .”

“Who are you?”

Before the report even started, it was cut off by cold words like ice that came from right in front of me.

I woke up and hurriedly raised my head.

“ah.”

I thought a gentle breeze was blowing.

A dark elf suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

He swallowed and reflexively lowered his gaze.

“Where is the ring?”

“ring? … uh?”

Only then did he notice the bare fingers, and his expression turned pale.

‘no way?!’

Could it be that your hand was taken away when it was captured?

I understood the situation belatedly and got goosebumps along with chilling fear.

It was because he knew better than anyone else the meaning of the ring here.

‘ah.’

He was able to intuit one thing from the figure of the elf looking down at him with disparate eyes.

‘… Die!’

hastily opened his mouth.

However, there was no time to protest to the end.

“I am… !”

“Kill him.”

No rings, no demons.

In that case, there was no reason for the elf to be merciful and keep them alive.

Spaw!

Another dark elf approached like a ghost before he knew it and cut his throat.

The decapitated torso soon fell face down, spewing hot blood.

“… … .”

A face with a vivid expression, as if his breath had stopped before he even noticed that he had been decapitated.

The Dark Elf who gave the order, Gunne, looked down at it for a while before saying.

“Clean it up.”

“yes.”

“The plan proceeds as scheduled.”

“All right.”

Susseussut!

Dozens of Dark Elves appeared from the shadows that seemed to be empty and scattered in all directions.

* * *

“Are you feeling okay?”

I turned my head at the voice I heard from behind.

Unlike me in school uniform, a theology cadet in neat formal clothes approached me and examined my complexion.

“You came in late yesterday.”

“it’s okay.”

Now that my stamina is good, I can’t help but sleep less a night.

The opposing cadet nodded.

“Then let’s go.”

The professor arrived last and we immediately set off for the venue.

On the way to move, I remembered what happened last night.

“… … .”

I looked for any traces he might have left last night, but couldn’t find anything special.

The only clue he found was the ring he was fiddling with in his hand.

At first I thought it was someone someone hired to cheat, but I changed my mind the moment I saw the ring.

this is a sign

The number 37 engraved in red and the patterns engraved on the body of the ring reminded me of a specific organization.

‘Assassins.’

Even the killers of the same organization do not know each other’s faces in most cases, so they distinguish each other in this way.

‘Maybe it’s an organization I know.’

It’s a mark that I don’t remember, but the original assassins periodically change the mark.

This is the point before the game starts, so it’s not strange if I’m using a marker I don’t know.

‘Originally, Uriel didn’t meet the assassin… .’

However, there is something very uncomfortable about trusting only the progress of the original game and being relieved.

In the first place, just having Sigrun here is a little different from the original story, so don’t be careless.

“Has everyone gathered?”

Before we knew it, we arrived at the venue.

At the words of the host, I fixed my school uniform tie and sat down in the back seat, thinking.

‘I have plenty of time to deal with it.’

Anyway, after today’s academic conference, I have no schedule.

It’s unclear who’s targeting whom, but it’s clear what to consider first.

Uriel.

As an irreplaceable resource, she is more important than all the rest of the engineering undergraduates put together.

‘… … .’

But before that, I have to finish my work first.

I finished my thoughts moderately and focused on the progress of the moderator.

“Then let’s start with the first topic. Can anyone comment on the interpretation of Article 117 of the Bible?”

I raised my hand after recalling the contents of the passage before anyone else.

“I will speak first.”

* * *

The discussion did not end until nightfall.

When you are moistening your dry throat.

The head of the seminary and cadets approached, looking a little tired.

“You worked hard, Cadet Roan.”

“What did I do?”

“no. Certainly, the cadet’s words were objective, and many things touched me.”

Although the teachings of theology are melted in the logic, there is no religious faith, so of course it has to be objective.

“We plan to go to the cathedral in the imperial capital tomorrow. Would you like to go with us?”

I’ve been told that I’ve built up a lot of good feelings in one day, but I refused.

“Because the King of Knights starts tomorrow. I would like to stay here and cheer for you.”

“ah… .”

He had a regretful expression, but he did not hold on to the words that he would support the game of his fellow undergraduates.

Leaving me who said I would go in first and rest, the theology and cadets left.

‘then… .’

after returning to the room.

When it was getting dark, the son-in-law took a mask and quietly went outside.

“… … .”

After looking at the moon visible through the clock tower, I headed deep into the alleys of the empire covered in twilight.

* * *

Kwak!

Yuriel, who had bandages wrapped around her fingers, wrists and ankles, tied a custom-made real sword around her waist.

“after.”

She took a short breath to relieve tension and moved to the gymnasium in front of her.

-Waaa!!

The moment she stepped onto the stage, cheers from the audience poured in from all directions.

“… … .”

I turned around and looked at the audience. Among the numerous people, there were those who particularly caught my attention.

‘That’s the Sword Saint, and… .’

Seeing the two statues side by side, Yuriel’s mouth opened slightly.

I unconsciously thought of Roan’s maid with light brown hair.

‘… … .’

When you think that you two look alike.

The silver-haired high elf’s eyes met for an instant.

“… ?”

However, the gaze was strange because the eyes met by chance.

Because the moment the calmly submerged gaze turned this way, I felt like I was digging into the inside.

Therefore, her raising of mana was an instinctive reaction.

Woooo!!

Dark blue mana surrounds the body and a sharp momentum arises.

The knight in charge of the observation asked with a puzzled expression.

“Is there something wrong with the cadet?”

“… … .”

“pupil?”

“… ah.”

Uriel came to his senses belatedly and collected mana.

The hand that was unconsciously placed on the handle of the sword was quickly lowered before the referee noticed it.

“sorry. it’s nothing.”

After apologizing, I turned my gaze back to the crowd, and the elf I saw earlier had suddenly disappeared.

“The first one is passed, but next time you can get a warning if you raise mana before the sparring starts.”

“… I will be careful.”

It was an external factor that caused the mana, but the knight in charge of the observation said that he felt nothing.

I felt a little unfair, but I just endured it because the elf had already disappeared and I couldn’t explain why.

Even if you focus on other things before Dalian, you will only lose yourself.

‘Concentration.’

I thought to myself and took a breath.

It was a simple routine before Dalian, but with just that, my slightly disturbed concentration quickly returned to its original state.

Soon, the opponent also came up to the arena.

The observer who looked at both sides alternately predicted the start of the match.

“Both feet.”

Whoops!

The moment she gripped the sword, her mind sank into the depths of the lake.

Standing at an angle, place the tip of the sword between the eyebrows of the opponent and place the opposite hand on the waist.

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“… … .”

The chairman is agitated by the unusual posture, and the eyes of the opponent in the fight are wriggling.

However, she couldn’t hear it because she was already focused.

“Coupling begins.”

Paang!!

Her new model was fired with explosive speed.

* * *

The moment our eyes met and Yuriel created mana.

‘You noticed this?’

Shocked, Sigrun stopped searching and erased his presence.

It is the right of the strong to grasp the opponent’s intentions or gaze without facing arms.

So, it doesn’t really make sense for her, at most a first year cadet, to notice the gaze of a high elf who has lived for over a hundred years.

But it actually happened.

‘Did you find it?’

Having the eyes to recognize a strong person means that you are also qualified to become a strong person.

It was a bit ambiguous because of the still silent world tree, but looking at the situation so far, it was most likely that she was the one the queen spoke of.

“… Hmm.”

I was worried for a while, but

“The winner, from Teria Academy… .”

The worry stopped the moment Uriel overpoweredly stamped the opponent.

Sigrun said to the lieutenant who stood quietly behind him.

“Karansis. Investigate her.”

“Are you sure you decided?”

“It is not.”

Since the world tree does not give an answer, it is still just a heart attack.

but.

“Even otherwise, she looks important.”

He saw potential in his astounding interpersonal ability to shoot and crush opponents ahead of him in the weight class.

As it is a talent that is greatly influenced by experience, it seems that there are many things that are lacking now, but if you can grow to the end, the story will be different.

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