The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

62. Frozen Heart, Blood Banner, Death Knight’s Law [2]

62.

It was then,

– Woo woo woo woo – !

Something indescribable sound came from up there. The saintess shrank her body. Zerfied frowned. Death Knight said.

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“It must be the sound of the wind, it must have come from hitting the common wall. That sounds good. If the wind blows, it means that it is open. If you go this way, you should be able to get out.”

It’s a lie. The wind doesn’t make that kind of sound. He strained his body and moved slowly forward. As he moved forward, a little unpleasant sensation washed over him. The saintess slightly raised her head. It was a familiar feeling to her. She was divine power.

At the front, a space suddenly wider than now appeared. There were large stone pillars all over the space supporting the ceiling. And as they felt, at what was supposed to be the end of the space, there was a stained glass window that stretched from the middle of the inner wall to the dome-shaped ceiling. Divine power was emanating from that dyed glass. It was a holy relic.

“Looks like a foundation serving some holy spirit in ancient times… It doesn’t seem to be used now.”

After saying that, Zerpied gave the saintess a glance at the dyed glass that exudes divine power.

“I’m sorry, Esilia, but can you limit the divine power that emanates from there?”

The saintess shook her head slowly. She said in a slightly lethargic voice.

“Sorry…. Holy relics are objects that contain divine power in themselves. It’s possible if it’s a divine power that has already left the hand and become neutral, like the time of the demons, but… There’s nothing I can do about those relics….”

Zer Pied nodded his head. He looked around intently. What is this place, so that there is something like this in the basement of the mage tower? Why do you need this large space?

“A place that has nothing to do with the Magic Tower… ? Then, Rianer’s bracelet is not here…….”

“Rianer?”

The Death Knight and the saint moved their gaze to the place where the voice came from, startled. It was inside the space, under the stained glass, and behind the raised foundation, so the light didn’t come in properly. Said the voice.

“Do you know Rianer?”

“Who are you? Reveal your identity.”

“Do you know Rianer?”

“I asked who it was.”

“Do you know Rianer?”

It seemed that the conversation was not going through. Zerfied thought that, at least for now, the protagonist with that voice wouldn’t attack him. If he was going to attack, he would have attacked right away. First he decided to answer the question of the voice.

“… Know.”

As he answered, he felt strange. How did that voice know Rianer? Rianer was active for more than a thousand years. Did you see it in a book? But that’s not how it’s said…….

“How do you know?”

After thinking for a while, he decided to be honest.

“… She knows her and her.”

“You know her? Were you there again? But why didn’t you come right away?”

Again?

“What does that mean? Come looking for Then how do you know her?”

“… No? But how does she know Lianer?”

“… I don’t know the meaning. I was with her once as a close friend. I’ll ask again. How do you know Rianer?”

“Chin-woo-woo?”

The voice suddenly changed. A grotesque voice raised the joint. I could feel the saintess shrinking her body. But as if it was an illusion, the voice from earlier continued.

“Frozen Heart, Blood Banner, Death Knight’s Law.”

“…… What?”

Zerpied was perplexed. He shrugged his shoulders momentarily. What the voice said was the preamble to the contract. For a moment, he even mistakenly wondered if Ecilia was the contractor. It can’t be. His own now contractor is Esilia.

But how the hell did that…… ? Could it be Rianer? No. Rianer is dead. He saw clearly In the first place, if she were alive, there was no way she could make a contract with Esilia. And it’s also different from Rianer’s voice.

“Frozen Heart, Blood Banner, Death Knight’s Law.”

The voice grew a little louder. No, it came Slowly it approached the Death Knight and the saintess. It made its appearance above the Foundation. Heoyeon’s upper body suddenly came up. It was a young, human-looking boy in his mid-teens. And on its wrist was a bracelet of pure silver. Zerfied’s bewilderment grew. Said the child.

“Hello, Zerpied.”

It was before the Death Knight even said anything. The child continued.

“I’ve been asleep for too long. That’s why I became so weak, so young. It can’t go on like this. I can’t grant your mother’s wishes.”

Mom?

Death Knight bit the inside of her lip. He muttered the child’s name.

“… Homunculus.”

Only then did it seem to make sense. An appetizing thing found by the Magic Tower. The witch’s creation, which single-handedly caused earthquakes and tsunamis, was still far from appealing to her. She is the pinnacle of all wizards.

That’s probably why the shape of this magic tower is similar to . She must have been influenced by the homunculus. She knows the preamble of the contract also because she was the one who was there at the time.

Could it be that she had been inactive for over a thousand years and survived? That considerable interval of time hindered his thinking. The child got up and laughed in a voice filled with joy.

“But you came. To grant the wish of his mother, who was a close friend! To recreate that era of transcendence-!”

The space resonated grotesquely. The saintess almost fainted. She had to struggle not to lose her sanity. Trolls, Humans, Dwarves, Orcs, Elves, Gnomes…… Bodies of numerous races were randomly mixed in the child’s lower body, joined together like pieces of flesh, forming a snake’s tail. Countless mouths, countless arms……

‘ChimeraChimaera.’

Zerpied looked at it and thought to himself. The ultimate homunculus that he tried to use as a paving stone to recreate the age of transcendence that his close friend once dreamed of. Although, she died without achieving it, now her last creature and her offspring were trying to become it themselves. For her mother’s upkeep and for her own dreams.

As he raised his large body, the light from the stained glass shattered and scattered in all directions.

Esilia screamed. She couldn’t stop the tears flowing. Inside the space, where the homunculus used to be, barrels the size of a person were lined up horizontally. What was in them was disastrous. A gnome with only the upper half left… Dozens of eyeballs, brains, hearts… And… The head of the old orc who let her in.

Ecilia shuddered as if in a fit. All she could hear was clattering cries and murmurs. She should have saved She should have been brought out. She couldn’t I, I, I couldn’t save… Because I couldn’t save…. I felt like vomiting. The intestines seem to turn over. It’s like falling down an endless cliff. Her strange voice echoed to her.

“More and more body! More and more offerings! I’m still satisfied with the couple! That’s why, let’s all of you also become Nanawa and Hahanaga! Let’s become transcendent with Nanawa!”

She has been choking her breath. Want to become one? Will I be like that too? Is it bee? Is this a punishment for me? Because I couldn’t save… She couldn’t do her best as a saint… I ran away from Goddess Rener……. Then… me too… like that… Crab……

“Esilia-!”

She was having a seizure, and her mind was greatly shaken. Plunged into reality, she gasped for breath as she stared blankly at the voice calling her. Her crimson eyes were looking down at her.

“Look at me!”

Her living death brought her to her knees. Then, the gaze heights of the saintess and the Death Knight became somewhat similar. The Death Knight held the saintess’ shoulders with both of her hands. His helmet melted away, revealing his full face.

“Look straight at me.”

Cilia blinked her eyes. A trembling, helpless girl stood in her blood-red eyes.

“Don’t act like you’re not already alive! You are alive now!”

“Fear… scary… me too… Me too…… !”

“Because you are alive, you can fear death. And, you won’t.”

She blinked her eyes. She saw those bloody eyes. It was her eyes of her own escort knight.

“Because I will protect you.”

Death Knight slowly raised his body. A helmet covered his face. He turned to look at his friend’s last offspring.

“A frozen heart! Bloody bloody flag! Dedesnaite’s law of law!”

Dozens of mouths, dozens of voices of different genders, ages, and races united and uttered the same words in chorus.

“Nana will achieve transcendence! Just like you!”