The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

1. Salvation in the Name of Death

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Saint Ecelia tried to ignore the goosebumps growing all over her body and looked up at the man in front of her eyes with her head raised. She was so tall that she had to hold her head high.

Death Knight, Zerpied Lim Sedbaigal

Common name, living death

Even if you look at it objectively, the extremely contradictory nickname came from just one simple feature. Because everywhere he passed, there was only death. Ethilia recalled a phrase written on a faded document.

The corpse forms a mountain, the blood forms a river and flows

It was a simple description of the death knight, but she could see that it was a description of the facts without exaggeration. In a way, it may be a reduced description, let alone an exaggeration. The hundreds of corpses here are all made by Jerphied.

The moment he woke up, the darkness radiated from him radiated forward. All who were caught in the darkness either exploded to death or were distorted with lifelessness. A few lines of cold sweat trickled down the nape of her neck, thinking that if she hadn’t woken the author herself, she too would have been one of her corpses rolling around her by now. Ecilia forced her trembling body to calm down, and she begged the man in front of her once more.

“Please…… Please be my escort driver…….”

The answer to her pleas was silence and a terrifying glow in her eyes. The moment she saw that dark blue, it wasn’t just dark blue, but the bloody eyes shining grotesquely between the dark and deep dark blue helmets, it seemed that her throat was strangled and her breath was suffocated.

My God.

What the hell have I done? No matter how the situation was, to think of waking up the undead, That Zerpied Rim Sedbaigal. Even I am a saint, and that person is a Death Knight. Where is the undead that accompanies the saintess? If it was going to be like this, I shouldn’t have revealed that I was a saint. Then there might have been some possibility.

I don’t know why I thought I would accept the contract. It wouldn’t be strange even if the neck flew off right away. Tears welled up in her eyes at her own stupid foolishness.

Death is the only place he came to to live. Laughter comes out in this ridiculous situation.

“Hwiyu~! You did a great job, saintess?”

“Hey, since I’m a saint who killed hundreds of people, I’d rather be a saint.”

“Yaya, that’s not it, it’s much better for me to remove the fucking pepper and become a saint!”

“It’s a damn rich year. It’s a completely useless subject other than that.”

The sound of giggling and giggling scratched my ears. Ecilia’s head quickly turned back at the sound of that horrible laugh.

“Ah… !”

A man with a long vertical scar over one of her eyes and a woman with a long horizontal scar across the bridge of her nose stood behind her. What was so pleasant about her two humans came closer to her little by little, giggling and giggling. As they got closer, she pulled back more and more behind her. Along with that, her Esilia’s face also turned pale a little.

“Blood, filled… ! Tessien… !”

Upon hearing Ecilia’s words, the two men and women stopped on the spot and burst into laughter even louder. A man named Philade put his hand on Tessien’s shoulder next to her and spoke to her.

“Did you just hear?! Is the saintess calling my name?!”

“I hear you, you bastard. Whoever saw it would think she only called her by name. It’s such a fucking honor, lady. Please remember the names of filthy assassins like us.”

A dirty assassin? Esilia couldn’t help but laugh at Tessien’s joke. The situation was also the same, but the two were the heads of a top-notch assassination group under secret orders from the General Church to eliminate those who went against the church’s will. They weren’t just skilled enough to be described as dirty assassins.

“Come on, saintess. Shouldn’t we go back to our warm nest now? A dull place like this is not suitable for our noble saintess.”

“You can just remove all her limbs and take her away.

“Arthur, you were ordered to bring her body intact. You bastard, how did you forget that?”

“Oh right, I did. Hey then, let’s have some fun before taking him. Aren’t you honestly curious too? If I stab the saintess once, with what kind of voice will she groan and cry?”

“Wow, are you really mad? You were so stressed that the most important thing to do is to keep your virginity, but did you forget even that?”

Tessien lightly squeezed Philed’s head and beat him, scratching the affected area and muttering.

“Oh fuck, then do I really have to take her without doing anything? Hey, other than that, what else did you have to protect?”

“There are only two of them. They say that little scratches don’t matter. No, how could you forget two things you need to protect?”

“Really? Hmm…… So you’re saying you can fuck the back hole? If you fuck there, you’re chaste, right?”

“…… You are a fucking genius Then, let’s make her suck my bottom while putting it in her back hole. I wanted to try something like that at least once.”

“Wow, aren’t you a fucking genius?”

Ecilia felt her vomit welling up at the vulgar teasing of her self. Was she destined to disappear after being harassed and dragged away in a place like this? Suddenly, her cries turned into sobs.

I don’t want to be dragged away. I don’t want to disappear.

– Tongue.

In this situation, she just backed away at the thought of wanting to run away, but her body stopped with a dull sound as it hit something.

Ah, by the way, there was one more person. She had no reaction and forgot about the situation for a moment because it was a situation, but she became a Death Knight that she woke up herself. She is death before and death after. She was speechless in this absurd situation.

“What time? Who is there?”

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Philed narrowed his eyes and glared at the person behind the saintess. It was past midnight for her, and her moonlight wasn’t too strong, so she didn’t know who was there. The fact that the armor he was wearing was a very dark dark blue color also contributed to making it difficult to identify. At Phil Red’s words, Tessien followed him and started glancing at the person behind her.

“He’s so fucking big, oh, look at him wearing some damn good armor. Hey, you fuck a saint’s back hole. I will eat that baby. Looking at your body, I think the peppers are fucking big too.”

“What?! Fuck, hey I heard you get sucked up the bottom while I’m fucking your ass?!”

“Ah, that’s so damn loud.

Tessien moved closer to her saintess, ignoring Phil Red, who muttered her displeasure. While doing so, she glanced at the person behind him with a sidelong glance. A bigger physique than Phil Red next to her own. She never thought that there would be someone bigger than Phil Red. Her physique bothered me, but seeing that she didn’t even move, her skills seemed insignificant compared to her size. She’s just trembling with fear and she’s waiting for this situation to pass.

‘What can I do! Fuck you and slap your throat! I’m going to do it, but it’s a pity~.’

As always, she grabbed the saintess’s arm, remembering the ecstatic feeling she had when she cut the throat of her opponent driven by her pleasure.

“Come on! Holy lady, before we go back to our nest, where should we warm up warmly?”

“Kyaaah! No, let it go!”

“Ah, saintess, don’t be so picky. Where would bastards like us mix with the saintess? Let’s go chatting and chatting a bit.”

Phil Red also helped Tessien hold the rest of her Essilia by her arm and dragged her. Esilia resisted fiercely, but of course she couldn’t overcome the power of the two leaders of the Assassins.

What stopped Celia from her dragging was a voice echoing from behind her. It was such a thick and low, deep and deep resonant as if the hell that was said to be at the bottom of the legendary world existed, as if it were speaking in that hell.

“That is difficult.”

–

Zerfied quietly looked down at the woman who identified herself as a saint. She and she slowly immersed herself in her thoughts, recalling those who had so far awakened themselves and made her pact.

Among them, there was a great devil who had the ambition to suppress all the races in the world and build a palace for himself and the demons under his command, and a witch who destroyed a mountain and caused a tidal wave thinking that he would sacrifice an entire continent for research. There was also, and there was also a dragon that was said to recreate the world into a rare one suitable for itself.

However, there were no saints among them.

As far as he knew, the saintess belonged to the same person as the representative of a group called priests. And the clergy were the group most frequently hostile to him. If this is the case, let alone become an escort knight, he has signed many contracts with the purpose of cutting, slicing, and killing someone, but he has never signed a contract to protect someone.

Zerpied, mad at that thought, laughed inwardly. In a way, there was nothing I couldn’t become an escort knightKnight. After all, he was a DeathKnightDeathKnight.

Yes, no. He calmly developed his thoughts. Although the opponent was a saint, there was no problem. Isn’t there a law that yesterday’s enemies can’t be today’s close friends? Wasn’t Zerfied himself the one who wiped out Blitod, the one he had signed the most recent contract with? Yesterday’s friend became today’s enemy, so it was clear that the reverse would also be true.

Although the contents of the contract as an escort knight were unfamiliar, the contents of the contract were not important in the first place. It is enough as long as it does not violate the laws he holds. And he doesn’t violate the condition that he grants him what he wants in exchange for signing the contract. So he concluded that accepting the contract was no problem. It was a pretty reasonable conclusion.

When he came to a conclusion and got out of his thoughts, the woman who woke him up was caught in the hands of two men and women he had never seen before. As I listened to her story, it seemed like she was trying to take her somewhere. Take her, that was embarrassing. She was the one who woke him up, and he has yet to tell the woman who woke him up whether or not to accept the contract. He couldn’t take her in this condition.

Jer Pied conveyed his thoughts calmly to the man and woman he saw for the first time.

“That is difficult.”

–

Philed and Tessien blankly looked at the man in the armor. After looking at the man for a moment, the two turned their gaze to each other. Knowing each other’s intentions only with their eyes, they once again showed off their friendship.

‘Difficulty? Are you talking to that bastard right now? Is that bastard now sane?’

Filled approached the man wearing the armor with a face that no one could see.

“This crazy bastard can’t judge the situation right now? If you’re scared, you’ll stay there, where are you going to intervene? If I had stayed still, I wouldn’t have searched for that sister’s bottom taste. What, are you trusting a big fucking guy?”

Philed pounded the man’s armor with his fingers. The man made no response. In an attitude of complete disregard for himself, Philed shouted his roar and slammed his knuckles at the man.

“You fucking bastard -!!”

– Wooddeuk.

Yes, this is the sound. The sound of bones and flesh twisting and twisting. Filled put a smile on his lips. This intense sound always makes you feel alive. Filled with pleasure at the pleasant sound, he opened his eyes that he had closed without realizing it. Thinking of the man whose armor and the flesh beneath it had been dented all at once.

Philed blinked his eyes. Looking down, he pondered why he could see his back instead of the man. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he finally realized. That his own neck was turned 180 degrees.

–

“Heo Eok! Heh, heh!”

His breath rose to the bottom of his chin, but Tessien didn’t stop running. Her moonlight was weak, so she couldn’t see things properly, but she ran and looked everywhere.

Something went wrong. Something went terribly wrong. Philed, her own close friend, was the most powerful man she knew. Because he was able to rip through his armor with his bare hands. Philed was the one who used his large size to destroy the enemies of the General Church. Like that, he died in one blow.

It also had its neck completely turned, and it twisted and fell without being able to overcome the force.

‘Fuck, I’ve never heard of a man with that kind of skill hanging out with a saint!’

She ran frantically, swearing at the high-ranking members of the general church who hadn’t done their job properly. She was already looking back for the sixth time. There was no one. That’s right, she, after all, has no one who can match her in terms of speed. The moment she looked in front of her, she bumped into something blunt and rolled over.

“Keah! Fuck!”

Tessien glared as he grabbed her nose, where her blood was dripping, and bumped into it. She screamed and pulled back behind her. He was the man

You said you ran ahead? Me? How? There was no sign or anything?

Forgetting the blood flowing from her nose, she looked at the man in the armor with trembling eyes. He didn’t do anything

I don’t know what it was, but it was an opportunity. She didn’t have the means to defeat the man who had killed Phil Red in one blow anyway. However, if it was enough to buy some time, I could do it. It was clear that he was belittling himself by not doing anything like that. As long as the opponent looked down on him, the possibility was sufficient.

Tessien caught her breath and carefully pulled a kidney dagger from her waist. She also does nothing. She didn’t notice She pulled out two more sacks. OK, also without doing anything. Now Tessien could smile.

With all her might, she threw three daggers at the man in armor.

‘I don’t know what kind of bastard you are, but it’s a dagger forged with Orichalcum. Steel is like paper in front of him!’

Tessien smiled even wider, thinking that high-ranking members of the General Church would be very helpful at times like this. No matter how bad it was, the movement was blocked, and if it was good, it could have been killed.

– Clink!

And like daggers broken by a man’s flick of her arm, her smile was shattered.

Sugak – .

Tesien blinked her eyes. In a daze, she burst into tears as she gazed at the scene in front of her. The opponents whose throats had been cut off when driven by her pleasures the other day. She felt it was beautiful. To say that she greets eternity in a state of pleasure is that she preserves such beauty herself. In that sense, Tessien looked at her own body as she danced with her blood sewn into the air from her neck.

It was such a beautiful sight.

–

As Zer Pied carefully brushed off the blood on the tip of her spear, she thought about the men and women she had never seen before. She couldn’t figure out why she was doing this. She took no action to express that she had no hostile intentions, but suddenly she attacked herself. She couldn’t understand either the man or the woman from before.

In particular, the woman stopped to talk for a while. Even though she didn’t do anything one more time to express that she had no hostile intentions, and to give her a moment to catch her breath, she went ahead and attacked herself. Her attacking means that she has hostile intentions towards herself. He performed a perfectly natural act of self-defense.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand it. Zer Pied shook her head slightly and she slowly approached the woman claiming to be the saint who had awakened her. She sat down on her floor as if the woman had lost strength in her legs. When she didn’t say anything when he got close to her, Zer Pied opened her mouth slightly.

“Let’s do that.”

“Yes…… ?”

“I will become your escort knight.”

That night, the saintess received a ray of salvation in her own life.

Salvation in the name of death.