95 – Aranion Elderheart – (7)

Late night.

Aranion and his knights were taking care of themselves on the flooded hill of Sigrun.

A decisive opportunity to end the emperor’s life. However, it failed due to the sudden pouring water.

“You had a back stomach. They’re more tricky than they look.”

There must be helpers working with them in the underground canal. Aranion judged that.

“My lord! I’ll go in now! Give me your permission!”

Drenched in water, Carlon shouted in anger, but Aranion raised one hand to stop it.

He sat down and twisted his mouth in displeasure.

His aide cautiously approached him.

“What should I do? There seems to be a group cooperating with them in the underground canal. Besides… That…”

As the aide hesitated, Aranion nodded.

“That, it seems that all the troops sent to the banquet hall have been destroyed.”

“The Royal Guard is moving.”

“Yes.”

“Huh. Nothing goes according to plan.”

I entered the imperial palace under a thorough plan.

But at some point everything got twisted.

The assassination of the other Grand Dukes was thwarted, and with that came the great obstacle of Seira Liantour.

And the chain of command was completely shattered by the flames the obstacle shot high into the sky. Moreover, the situation gradually reached a catastrophe because the apostle of the church who entered the outer castle ran into a guardian knight who was patrolling nearby.

Even so, Aranion was skilled.

He reviewed the twisted plan and proceeded step by step, guiding the empress into the underground waterway and tying the feet of the troops trapped in the banquet hall. And he let his pursuers loose and captured them.

That’s how I drove the Empress and the Protectorate into a corner.

There is only one step left to reach the goal.

But.

“That’s unpleasant.”

Even the plan that was barely put on track was lost due to an accident.

As Aranion, who judged that everything would be in his hands, the heat was bound to rise.

He clenched his fists. His fingernails dug into his palms, and blood was dripping.

“Gwa, are you okay?”

His entourage rushed over and took out his bandages, but Aranion shook his head.

“No. No.”

I took a deep breath and regained my composure.

It was still fine.

Not yet.

“I hope the apostle is doing well.”

He looked toward the imperial palace. The imperial palace, which had been shimmering with the sound of explosions and rising pillars of fire just a moment ago. But as of now, it has been silent without a single light.

In other words, the engagement was over.

Aranion never thought that the Apostle had been defeated. It is also true that he witnessed the apostle with his own two eyes. That disgusting body that had the same appearance as the empress and spewed out all sorts of negativity.

“Disgusting.”

I muttered that.

That was the moment.

Kulleong.

“Looks like things aren’t working out?”

A woman’s voice was suddenly heard.

“What, what!”

The knights, who were breathing, hurriedly drew their weapons. Aranion, however, was not taken aback and raised his head.

A woman with jet-black hair was sticking her upper body out among the black spheres floating in the night sky.

Her globe was repeating contraction and expansion, and the eight legs sprouting beneath it supported the massive body.

“It’s still a raucous appearance, Apostle of Decay.”

“Ha ha. Bad taste?”

Rurruk.

Arwen, the apostle of corruption, flowed backwards from sepia floating in the air. It was reminiscent of the birth of an unclean being, to the extent that the knights around it vomited.

Soon after, Arwen splattered the black mucus that clung to his body and sat down on Aranion’s lap.

Aranion distorted her face a lot and showed displeasure, but she didn’t care at all. Arwen whispered as he wrapped his arms around Aranion’s neck.

“How about dealing with Iscobal yourself? It’s tricky like I said.”

“It was just bad luck.”

“hahahaha. You’re good at making excuses. Being stubborn is cute for an elf, right?”

Arwen, who had been giggling, suddenly hardened her expression.

“Aranion Elderheart, the promised time has already passed.”

“I know.”

“You don’t fail after making such a boast, do you?”

Aranion’s ears turned red as Arwen gently scraped her inside. Arwen twisted her mouth as she lightly pinched her ear.

“There’s a certain amount of convenience. Do you know how many elves our sepia moved today? Because of that, it smells like elves and it’s hard to enter.”

“…….”

“Cleta’s dragging time is also reaching its limit. Sage Yuriard has started to move. Besides, didn’t you tell me there is an Archmage? I’m going to send it to.”

Aranion shuddered in anger.

But she couldn’t bear to resist.

She has lived for a long time, so she could tell because she was him. Even Aranion and her elite knights couldn’t defeat the Apostles of the Order.

Instead, he said, letting go of his anger.

“It’s okay now. He’s already a rat in the dock.”

“Huh? Is the Empress in here?”

“Yes. I’ve already sprayed people in all the passageways. I just have to wait like this. If they don’t come out, I plan to collapse the entire canal.”

“If you do that, the capital will collapse?”

“Since when did the Church care about such things?”

“That’s right too. hahahaha.”

Arwen, who was giggling, grabbed the sepia and floated up.

Then she looked around the city and turned her back on Aranion.

“By the way, Mister Elf. You know what?”

“What is it?”

“Iscobal is funnier than you think.”

“What do you mean?”

Arwen tilted her head back and forth.

“It’s always about doing more than expected.”

Pi profit!

The signal rang before she could finish her words. Magical fireworks shimmering in the sky. It was a signal sent by a soldier planted at every entry and exit of the underground waterway.

In other words, it meant that the Empress came from that direction.

“Is it over there?”

It’s finally here.

Aranion commanded his knights with a smile of repentance.

However, his expectations were shattered the next moment.

Peee!

Pi profit!

The flames began to rise one after another.

To be exact, enough to cover the entire sky.

“What…?”

Aranion opened his eyes wide.

That word was the sound of people popping out of almost every passage connected to the underground water canal. How did this happen?

Aranion came to a quick conclusion in the chaotic situation.

“A disturbing book!”

For this reason, it was impossible to know which one was the real empress.

“Ha ha ha. I told you. Iscobal is fun!”

Arwen laughed behind Aranion.

“Catch them all!”

She waved her hand and ordered the knight. Then, the knights, including Carlon, moved in order as they had been trained.

However, since there were so many passages to block, the knights had no choice but to scatter.

“Aww!”

Seeing that, Aranion trembled with anger.

*

“It’s just to the left! It’s around the corner!”

Lyncia shouted while riding on Eina’s back.

As I ran to the front, I hurriedly fixed my sword and swung it as if scraping a corner.

Suddenly!

“Kwaaah!”

And just in time, one of the pursuers running from the other side tumbled across the ground, cut by my sword.

Run as it is without slowing down.

Every time the pursuer approached, Lyncia pointed out the exact location. Thanks to that, we were able to move almost in a straight line towards the imperial palace without having to cross swords.

“I didn’t know the empress had such a talent?”

Hilda said as if she was tired.

Beside me, Einah carrying Lyncia, Hilda, and two masked thieves guild agents were running.

About 10 minutes have already passed since we left the underground waterway. Nonetheless, we have yet to encounter Aranion’s knights, except for a few pursuers.

There were two reasons for this.

The first reason was that we succeeded in negotiating with the mouse king. Even from the position of the mouse king, it seemed that he did not want to bear the stigma that the empress had died in an underground canal.

He supported the people, and we planned the operation. If they pop out to the ground at once through multiple entrances and exits, they will be confused and judged that the encirclement will not be reduced for a while.

The result is, as you can see, a great success.

And the second one was Lynchia’s tremendous search ability.

It was because Lin Xia was spewing air like a map hack through a wig floating high in the sky by sharing her senses with her spirit.

Even at this moment.

“Turn right there! There’s a knight on the other side!”

I turned the corner as Lincia told me.

As she said, there was an elf knight behind her, looking at us with a dumbfounded expression. It was so sudden that he didn’t even think to draw his sword.

Chuck.

Eina raised her thumb. Of course, Lynxia, who was on her back, couldn’t see it because her eyes were tightly closed, probably because she shared her senses with Wig.

“There! In the right bulkhead!”

“Huh!”

I vigorously swung my sword. Then the man on the other side of the wall coughed up blood and collapsed. It seems that he never dreamed that his pupils would be attacked.

Looking at that, I smiled.

Something called spiritism. It’s also a scam

Tak-tak-tak!

After running for a while, the spire of the imperial palace, which had been visible in the distance, began to get closer.

If you run a little further from here, you will come to a main road.

Suddenly, the memory of National Foundation Day came to mind vividly.

At that time, too, I fled to the imperial palace with Lynchia to avoid the Church’s pursuers.

“Ha.”

For some reason, I laughed out loud.

How come there was no sense of reality.

And the moment the towering walls of the outer castle at the end of the alley came into view, everyone hoped that they would enter the palace safely as it is.

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“Does this work?”

Hilda also had a bewildered expression. She herself did not know that such a ridiculous operation would be possible.

From the side, I could see Eina clenching her fists.

But.

Those expectations are colorless.

“No!”

Lin Xia suddenly let out her scream.

And.

“Okay! The joke ends here!”

I heard someone’s voice.

After that, the clamor of wailing birds resounded.

Something green from the sky stuck to the ground.

It was a small owl that fell miserably on the side of the road.

“……Wig?”

“Keheuk!”

At that moment, Lincia, clinging to Eina’s back, vomited blood.

The damage from sensory sharing must have been accumulated.

“…….”

Hollyeoong.

In front of us, who were standing in a daze, a huge black monster revealed its terrifying appearance. The monster was blocking the entire avenue with its wriggling legs.

And the woman who was sitting on top of it opened her mouth with a voice mixed with laughter.

“Hello, Iscobal. Long time no see.”

“……Ha, hahahahaha……ah f*ck.”

Yes. Somehow, I thought things would work out.

I looked up and made eye contact with the woman on the back of Sepia, the monster.

There was no way I didn’t know. Because she was the woman who almost killed me half way.

“Yes. Long time no see, Arwen.”

“Yes. Nice to meet you too.”

At that, Arwen smiled wide enough that the corners of her eyes curled.

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