The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

50. Flames in the air

50.

Escelia stood at the entrance of the village and took a look at her map. She had to repeat the same task twice. But she didn’t change anything. No matter how you looked at the location of the village that had the name Impellier, it was the place where she and her escort knights stood. Because of this, the saintess had to look at the village itself, not the map.

The appearance of the village was quite different from the villages she faced. The buildings were tall and looked quite sophisticated. It was hard to find the thick years that the village seen from Charcot had. The neat roads rather gave the impression that this place was closer to a small city. In fact, she is also a saint, and she would have thought so if it had not been for the village mark on the map.

Of course, if that was the only difference Impeller gave, she wouldn’t ask if the saintess was a village. The town was quiet, she said. It wasn’t just quiet, there was a sense of desolation. I didn’t feel very energetic. It created a considerable sense of incongruity with the sophistication of the town.

“First of all… don’t go in.”

“But… Can I?”

At Death Knight’s suggestion, Esilia looked at him with a worried voice. Zerfied also spent more time looking around the village than usual. The village, which is so hard to find vitality compared to its scale, made even him feel embarrassed. But in the end he had to make the decision that he had to go in. He said why

“Are there other villages nearby?”

The saintess sighed and shook her head.

“No… Other villages have to go north.”

And it was quite a turn around from the city of the Mage Tower, which they had chosen as their destination. They anchored in Ehardo, located in the west of the eastern continent, and had been moving in a straight line toward the east, where the Mage Tower was. Because the magic tower was located near the center of the eastern continent.

The Impeleir they were facing now was one of the villages close to the Magic Tower. The standard for being this close was determined based on the Mage Tower. Based on each village, it was very difficult to express that it was close.

Zerpied glanced at the Impeller once. The shadows were evenly distributed throughout the village from the steeple rising above the village. Maybe that’s why, the town looked blurry. It wasn’t just because of that. Zerfied turned his gaze to the sky. The body of the dark cloud had grown even more than before.

That was one of the reasons he asked to go into town. They were still on the meadow, and the only place to hide from the rain in this place where it was hard to find a big tree was the Impeller. Following the escort knight’s gaze, Esilia saw the dark clouds and nodded slowly. Concern still flashed across her face.

Jer Pied, who looked at her for a moment, held out one of her arms to her. Ecilia looked at her right arm and lifted the corners of her mouth slightly before she grabbed the escort knight’s left arm.

The place they were walking was the main street. There were only ten people, including them, walking on the stone pavement. Including the carriage that just passed by, there are eleven. The fact that I could see only ten people walking on this avenue, where several wagons could pass one after another, made me feel awkward.

Unlike the lively appearance, the number of people suitable for the size of the village stood out. It’s just that most of them were smoking or drinking under the building.

About half of them were on the prominent boulevards, while the other half were leaning against the shadows of the rising buildings. It was as if the villagers misunderstood the definition of a road. They looked like they didn’t want to set foot on the road.

Torches were placed along the roadside to light it up, but the village was still dark, perhaps because of the towering buildings. Occasionally, magic light bulbs stood out, but perhaps because of their poor quality, the ambiguous intensity located between darkness and light caused eye fatigue. Even if there is such a thing as light, in this ambiguous town, people seemed reluctant to come out into the light.

If that’s the case, it might be understandable that there aren’t many people walking on the street. When those few people, the saintess and the death knight, left the main street and entered the narrow alleyway in search of an inn that could not be found at all, another rare pedestrian approached the two.

Strictly speaking, the expression “Approach” Was unreasonable. The young orc woman just dropped a coin in front of them.

– Clink!

“Oh! Here you go!”

At the sound of her fairy tale rolling right in front of her, Ecelia pressed her hand to her hat so her face could not be seen, and quickly picked up her fairy tale with her white fingers, the orc woman handed out to The orc woman held out her hand to pick up her fairy tale, and she laughed in a soft voice.

“Ah, thank you. He is a very kind person. A pure heart… It’s like that white skin.”

It sounded like a compliment, but the saintess couldn’t help but laugh. The orc woman’s outstretched hand turned into a sharp dagger before she knew it. The saintess, whose body stiffened for a moment, was able to regain her senses thanks to her body being suddenly pulled back. Pulling her Aesilia back, Zer Pied simultaneously stepped forward and quickly lifted her on her knees.

“Oh my gosh… !”

-Fuck!

When her own plans were foiled, the orc woman who tried to spit out her curse was unable to express her anger. Because the death knight’s knee flew into her face. Instead, several of her teeth fluttered through the air soaring as high as her rage.

“Ugh… uh… !”

She fell completely backwards, and the fallen orc woman muttered something she didn’t know if it was moaning or talking. Along with that scene, shadows began to move between the buildings in the alley. It was people who broke through the shadows and quickly emerged from all over the place. Most of them were orcs and trolls, befitting the eastern continent, which was the birthplace of orcs and trolls. A middle-aged male orc who appeared last gave a low voice.

“Stop the big guy, sell the woman! Did you see that bitch’s skin was soft?! It is at least a good product!”

People who heard that began to pull out daggers from their pockets. Wrapping Esilia with her left arm, Zer Pied quickly scanned her terrain with his eyes. In this narrow alleyway, his large body was of little help in moving smoothly while hiding his identity.

I had to find another terrain that was wider than here. As soon as he had finished thinking of her, he took her Essilia in her left arm and started running to the other side of the crowd. They were followed by a low cry from a middle-aged orc.

“Chase-!”

–

And that was a mistake for Death Knight.

“Aaaaah-!”

After catching the ring dagger flying toward him in the air, he swung his arm and returned the dagger to the right wrist of the one who fired it. He inspected the terrain once again.

-Quad Deuk!

“Keep it off!!”

Then he jumped in and grabbed the head of the troll woman who was swinging her fist and smashed it into the wall of the building, barely succeeding in resisting her desire to curse. The more he ran down the alleyway, the more he ran, the empty lot he was looking for did not come out. Instead, the alleyway became more and more complicated like a maze.

While they were new to this village, the attackers took full advantage of knowing the terrain. In particular, he felt absurd when he saw a scene where a place he thought was a wall rotated open like a door and a human came out with a dagger. At the same time, he swallowed with irritation the intense urge to take out the Partisans and slash through the town’s buildings.

In addition, the momentum of the attack did not weaken even though they had already defeated ten raiders who were close to each other. Just like before, the shadows in the alleys and the rotating walls that popped out from everywhere, such as humans and trolls, completely broke their necks, and the Death Knight turned around. And she frowned at the wall of the dead-end building that stretched out in front of her.

“Hey, knight….”

Looking at the wall, the saintess trembled and gave more strength to the arm that was holding onto her. The Death Knight didn’t speak for her either, but she gave some more of her power to her left arm, which held her. Then she felt the tremors in her body lessen. Turning her back, Zer Pied sent Esilia behind her and stepped forward. I saw a middle-aged orc running out of breath behind the assailants who were gathering one after another.

“Heo Eok! Omg! Fuck! It’s coming soon! Be sure to catch both! Even a big guy is no ordinary bet! If you pass it, you will surely receive a great reward!”

Jerpied slightly regretted switching to body shape to avoid attracting attention. Wouldn’t these guys have attacked him if he was the armored type? He took a slow step forward.

Will he be able to eliminate or neutralize these people beyond suspicion? No, it’s not important. Zerfied looked at the saintess who was holding onto his arm.

It was at that time that Celia was preparing to switch to her armored form in order to wipe out all of them if they were to become dangerous.

-Rumble!

To their left, the floor suddenly opened like a lid. A robed figure protruded from the gaping hole.

“This way!”

And the sudden situation was enough to make both the Death Knight, her saintess, and raiders panic. Perhaps the hesitant Death Knight and the saint were annoyed, Rob shouted in a high-pitched voice.

“What are you doing! Come on, don’t come!”

Zer Pied, who briefly glanced at the stranger, nodded.

“Eggplant.”

“Huh? Yes? Ha, but… !”

Zer Pied took Ecilia in one arm and prepared to jump into her hole. Only then did the middle-aged orc, realizing the situation, shouted.

“… Fuck this! Trying to run away! Stop it!”

With that cry as a signal, four assailants with daggers in their hands threw themselves at once and attempted an attack. Zerfied’s response to him was simple.

The Death Knight snatched the first young troll by the throat and threw the three attacking trolls after her.

-Kudangtang!

At a glance, the alley where the screams of the four people were mixed was extremely busy. And, as much as the hustle and bustle, the pile of people entangled by the four of them served as a great wall to block the two from escaping. When the narrow alleyway he had driven to catch them turned into a blockade for them, he hit the middle-aged oak building wall with his fist and shouted swear words.

“What a fuck-!”

–

-Sticking!

As I stepped out, I felt the musty smell and the fishy smell of water along with the splashing water droplets. It seemed to be sewage. The smell of crossing the Death Knight stung her nose. The saintess covered her nose with her sleeve as if it was unbearable. It seemed unbearable even for her, who had experience shooting through sewers during her getaway.

After confirming that the two of them were coming down, the figure in the robe nodded his head and started running without saying anything. All the Death Knight and Saint could do was run along the robe.

The width of the sewer was wide, but the height was on the low side. Zer Pied, who is tall, had to run on his back. His eyes were fixed on the robe running in front of him. To get any information about that stranger. But now all I could get was Grove’s big stature, so I had to lower his neck and run.

-Sticking! Click! Click!

It wasn’t until much later that Rob stopped running. As if sweating, the person wearing the robe flapped the robe and raised the wind. Rob said in a more relaxed voice than before.

Zer Pied listened to him to find out who he was. However, since she was wearing a robe so tightly, she couldn’t even tell if he was male or female from the stuffy echo.

“Hey, are you really strong? Tossing with one hand Among those bastards, I’ve never seen one as strong as that.”

At the words of the one wearing her robe, Escelia hurriedly bowed her back and thanked her. No, she tried and she did.

“Ah… ! Thanks for your help… !”

“Who are you?”

Jer Peed’s low voice rumbled harshly through her sewers. The wearer of her robes moved one of her arms over the other, curiously. When Rob didn’t answer, Zerfied continued.

“Thank you for helping us. But I find it hard to believe that you have yet helped us in good faith. Especially in a town like this.”

A small giggling sound came from inside the robe.

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“Oh, yes. Okay. You might think so. But that’s it. Why did I stop here… !”

Rob paused her words and stretched his arm above him. Zer Pied, who thought she was going to attack in an instant, gave strength to her arm holding Esilia. But what she saw was completely different from what she expected. Suddenly, a part of the ceiling that had been blocked was lifted. Through the opening, Rob poked her head out and deftly climbed up with her arms. Rob’s voice came from above the hole.

“What are you doing? Why don’t you come up? Are you guys characterized by fluttering in pairs?”

Zer Pied held Edcilia and carefully stretched out her arms to lift her upwards. Upon arriving, the first thing that greeted them was the smell. It was a strong smell, but it was completely different from sewage. After raising their heads and looking in front of them, the Death Knight and the saint could understand why.

The saintess and Death Knight were surprised by what they saw. The two felt the same emotion, but for different reasons. It was the first time Ecilia had seen that scene, and Zerfied hadn’t seen anything similar in a long time.

They were in a room. The room reminded me of a laboratory. On the wooden table there were liquids of as many colors as the types of bottles in all kinds of different types of bottles. Not only that, but there were as many books and papers as they were diverse, and as expected, the papers were filled with countless letters, symbols, and figures.

Rob muttered, not paying attention to the two awkwardly standing in the room.

“Ugh, damn it. Next time, I’ll have to somehow prepare a cheap magic light bulb… It’s dark here, so I can’t read any text….”

Then he snapped his fingers once. Seeing this, Celia opened her mouth in amazement. She had sparks rising in the air above her hand. He flung the flame lightly at a nearby candlestick with her deft hand. The flame settled down in a gentle parabolic arc.

The person wearing the robe smiled contentedly and took off the robe he was wearing. His long hair spilled out of the robe he was wrapped in. A young human woman who revealed herself shook her head to tidy up her long hair. She giggled her kick at Escelia, who still had her mouth open.

“Why? Have you ever seen magic, young lady?”