107. Death Knight’s Heart
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“Please?”
“It must be a story that even the Devil God will find appealing.”
“Esilia!”
When the saintess opened her mouth, the Death Knight, who had maintained her composure until then, quickly began to panic. On the other hand, Leternia, who had her ferocious eyes open, seemed interested in her and raised the corners of her mouth in a smile.
“Tell me, Renaire’s child. Renaire’s child is asking me, and that’s an appealing story. I wonder what it will be.”
The saintess took a deep breath. For she seemed to stutter her words a great deal otherwise.
“Ah, thank you. I-I’m Ecilia. She is the saintess of Renaire, the goddess of innocence.”
“Saint? You mean, are you the first child?”
Cilia nodded her head.
“…… Yes.”
Leternia posed another question.
“You, Renaire’s first child, are hanging out with the illegitimate son of your life?”
The saintess nodded her head about halfway and then stopped just like that.
Her demon’s words were more like confirming that what she understood was correct, rather than not understanding what her saintess said. Her Demon God’s words had one meaning. Tell me the reason why, and she will do her favor.
The saintess swallowed her saliva once because of her nervousness. The demon was deliberately eliciting the information she wanted from her few words. Even so, she skillfully concealed her intentions. Zerfied whispered in Ecilia’s ear.
“…… First of all, I can’t stop you from telling me, but Leternia’s nature is an illusion. Like her ability, her rhetoric is skillful at mixing truth with illusion. During the Holy Demon War, she was an excellent scribe. Please be careful, Esilia.”
Cilia gave her head a full nod, slowly stopping in the air. In this case, it was actually an answer to Zerfied’s words, but from a demon’s point of view, it would look like an answer to her question. Ecilia took a deep breath and opened her mouth.
“So… ….”
From the mouth of the saintess, the name of Patriarch Lepina, the escort knight Aevent, and the plan to bring the goddess Renaire to her body flowed. It is also revealed that in order to prevent this, she herself has made a contract to find her living dead, Zerpie Edrim Sed Baigal, and become her escort knight.
Even Leternia, who sat in her chair and listened with her cheek draped over the back of her right hand, seemed interested in her, but couldn’t help but smile at the story of her goddess descending into her saintly body. .
“In the flesh… It means descending directly… ? Advent, descend……. Hmm… ….”
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While Leternia was organizing her story in her head, the saintess had finished her words. Her cries lingered in her saintly voice, perhaps because she had completely vomited out her own situation after a long time.
“…… So, please help… ! I am… I am… I want to live… !!!”
After hearing her story, Leternia slowly nodded her head. The two pupils of the holy maiden of innocence widened. Does she mean to do a favor? Really?
“First, before that.”
“Yes?”
“Zerpied, you said you didn’t know I was the landlord, right?”
“… ….”
Zerpied did not answer. He just blinked her eyes and glared at Leternia. At the Death Knight’s attitude, Leternia smiled.
“Isn’t it?”
“… ….”
After thinking for a while, Zerpied remained silent. In fact, of course, the silence was tantamount to affirmation.
“That means that the request Renaire’s child said was not your original purpose. Isn’t that right, Renaire’s child?”
In response to the question she suddenly asked herself, Escelia absentmindedly nodded her head. After she nodded, her saintess was surprised at what she had done and her eyes widened, but Leternia only smiled even more. She raised her head and looked at her Death Knight, not knowing what to do, with a look of confusion and confusion on her face. Zerfied didn’t say anything to her gaze.
I just hugged her tighter. It was a simple action, but the saintess felt her stiff tension loosen. It was to the extent that she wanted to be buried in Zer Pied’s arms.
Then she hurriedly regained her senses, opened her eyes, and looked straight at the dream demon. She smiles at them and smiles.
“I want to know why first.”
The saintess, who pursed her lips in her agony, was surprised by her power to hold herself tighter, and she glanced at Zerpie Ed. Although it was a subtle movement, she was hugged by him and was able to grasp the saintess of hers who was watching right below her. Jer Peed shook her head slightly.
“I came to find the ring Revancalus made during the Holy Demon War.”
After hearing Zerfied’s words, Leternia’s expression changed suddenly. Her smirking smile was gone, leaving only a cold, expressionless expression that matched her voice surprisingly well. She didn’t say anything
She slowly raised her left arm, which was still hidden in her sleeve, to her right hand. A bony twig-like left arm that looked no different from her right arm was exposed. But on her middle finger was a shiny silver ring. Showing off her ring, Leternia let out a soft smile on her lips again. Although her words were not at all soft.
“You seem to have no conscience, you bastard of life. It’s not enough that you left us at war, so you want to take the ring our king made for you? Did you really decide to imitate a knight because imitating life wasn’t enough? I don’t think the reason I kept my king’s belongings was to give them to you.”
Zerpied’s body stiffened at Leternia’s words. He wanted to open his mouth. He wanted to protest the words of the Demon God of Dreams.
Always, always. Always this fact makes oneself do nothing.
Because he couldn’t keep his weapon oath.
He
Because I’m not alive.
“No!”
A clear voice shook him awake. He slowly turned his gaze to see the little girl who was moving and cradled in his arms. The little girl was looking straight, very straight at the demon god. Leternia raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said.
“You mean no?”
“Yes! No! Don’t insult the knight! A knight is a knight! I don’t know what the knight did in the past! However, that does not mean that what the driver has been working hard for, what he has been working on all this time, has not been achieved!
No matter how much you drink, you say you’ve experienced something from a knight in the past! And…… ! Even if you say that you are a god who cannot be compared to me! You can’t just get rid of those things!
The driver gave me a lot of effort! In Mount Ethelbeyer, and in Charcot…… He even warmed me with the warmth of his heart so that I wouldn’t get sick in the raining den!”
Tickling laughter spread in all directions.
Leternia let out a laugh as she grabbed her stomach. She laughed so hard that you could even hear her gasping breath. At the sudden burst of her blush, Escelia stared blankly at her, not pouring out her vehement protest. In the meantime, Leternia finished her blush and smiled softly again.
“Mmmm, what a funny kid. Yeah first of all what you said. As you said, it was quite an exciting story. I was honestly surprised. Why couldn’t I have thought of that?”
“Yes…… ?”
“I mean descending directly into the body. Regardless of whether that bitch Rener came up with it or her children, it’s a truly unconventional idea.”
The demon who spoke softly lifted the leg of the robe. Seeing that, Esilia drew in her breath. Her sloppy, bony legs caught her eye, as if her arms, which could hardly be said to be better than her arms, were glued together.
“I have always only received parts of the body from my children… ….”
After stroking it, Leternia slowly turned her head towards Esilia. Softly, but firmly.
“What a great idea. Coincidentally, there are things that can be used right now.”
The Death Knight gave more strength to Esilia’s arms that embraced her. She then hurled her abuse at herself, which she hadn’t foreseen. Damn, why didn’t she realize it earlier? All the gods lost their bodies and perished.
In the midst of that, she directly told me her plan to bring a god into a human body. She is a plan that any god would find enchanting. Zerfied was ready to rush in to stop Leternia at any moment.
At that moment, the altar moved away. They didn’t move. The space between them and the altar was stretched as if it had been pulled in an instant.
“Uh, uh…… ?!”
Celia couldn’t say her words properly as she was embarrassed by the altar that had suddenly moved farther than before. But it was still too early for her to panic.
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The 10 cubit statues of gods lined up on either side of the wall began to ‘live and move’, emitting red light from their eyes. Ecilia, who was gaping at this incomprehensible scene, heard a voice. It was Leternia’s voice that resonated throughout the space.
“Do you believe in the illegitimate child of that life, Renaire’s child?”
At that moment, the saintess could feel it. An enormous amount of demonic energy swirling in this space, no, all over the Ten Thousand Battles. At this moment, the Manma Battle here was a stage prepared solely for Leternia. Her countless magics locked in her bay were props only for her.
However, the saintess could not properly focus on those facts.
“I was once like that too, Renaire’s child. Okay…… If there is something to receive, there must be something to give. Because that’s the way our gods do. Did you say Ecilia? In return for giving me a wonderful idea, I will also tell you one thing, Esilia.”
It was the voice of sliding ice.
“Have you ever wondered that the heart of an undead Death Knight has a beating heart?”
The ice slid towards Esilia and shattered.