119. The death knight and the saint faced an unexpected crisis
119.
Zerpied slowly raised himself. The jungle is quiet when the night goes to sleep and the morning is just waking up. Only the sound of the wind breathing can be heard occasionally.
Creatures that make the night their time cannot stand the stress, and those that make the morning their time are still in a daze.
Originally, such a phenomenon only happens to living things, but for some reason, today’s undead was no exception. The moment she finished her ‘her meditation’ and saw Essilia sleeping soundly in her arms, the Death Knight felt as if she had just woken up from sleep.
“Koo oh… coo…….”
Transparent saliva exudes a silver thread between her slightly open, crimson lips. She was so drunk in her sleep that she didn’t even know she was drooling.
Death Knight stared blankly at the scene with an indescribable expression. It wasn’t because she was dripping her drool onto her own chest. Rather, it was because of himself that he made such a face.
The Death Knight’s right hand was on a ‘specific’ body part of the saintess. That is, to the largest body part of the saintess. The Death Knight who saw it had to make a more ‘dreamless’ expression.
He wondered how he had entered meditation in this state, but he soon gave up on it. He seemed to be unable to find an answer by thinking further.
All she could tell was that of all the meditations she had done recently, this one was the most comfortable. The voice that had been heard from time to time was also not heard this time.
Finally giving up on thinking, the Death Knight shook his head and barely laid the saintess on the soft blanket. Strangely, her right arm had no strength. He had to force his right hand up as if he were sinking into a swamp.
The Death Knight, who had barely put her saintess down, sighed deeply, and thought she should get out of this place for a while before she felt even deeper mental fatigue.
Coming out, Zerpied looked at the tropical leaves that had settled down thickly like mist. As he gazed at the leaves that were drooping, rustling, and still dozing, he turned his head at the distinct rustle.
The frigate, drooping like a leaf, trudged along. When Zer Peed bowed to him, the elf, who had been watching the Death Knight blankly for a while, smiled and waved his hand.
“Good morning, driver.”
“Good morning, Mr. Freight.”
The frigate, who was sitting next to him, yawned profusely.
“By the way, driver, why are you out at such an early hour?”
“I was just looking at the scenery of the jungle. I have to leave soon, so I just want to keep watching until then.”
“Ah, that’s right, I’m leaving…” … What? Leave?!”
His body, which had been limp, rose as if it were being bounced.
“I have to leave. I won’t be able to stay here forever. Originally, the reason I came to Lauren Jungle was to solve my business in the Battle of Manma. Thank you for the time Mr. Freight.”
The elf who heard the death knight said sparsely.
“Ah… okay… yes…. I’m done with my business, so I’ll have to leave…….”
His voice suddenly became depressed. After chewing on the melancholy for a while, he turned his head towards the Death Knight and opened his mouth.
“By the way, where are you planning to go?”
“The Western Continent.”
Zerpied’s voice broke the silence and fell. His voice was heavy. The Death Knight turned his gaze and looked as if he was glaring at the west.
…… This was the last time.
Death Knight slowly closed her eyes. After obtaining the remaining items of the former contractor in the western continent, the next step is to prepare for a full-scale war with the General Church.
If he wins the war, he and Esilia’s contract will end.
He was surprised by that fact. The Death Knight, who quickly opened his eyes, chewed the word inwardly. ‘It is over.’ It is the end. He has Essilia’s contract with himself, completely.
It was a strange feeling. He has never been successful in signing a contract. He killed all of them before he could accomplish his purpose for the Contractors. Blytodd, who was the only one who almost achieved his goal, made a false contract in the first place and betrayed himself.
The fact that he made a contract was enough to convey to himself an indescribable feeling. I didn’t even know what this feeling was. After thinking about it for a while, he thought that something he had never experienced before came closer and closer.
Fortunately, he was no longer gripped by that strange feeling. Frigate, who had been watching him, asked Zerpied in a quiet voice.
“Shall I take you?”
“Hmm?”
Death Knight suddenly turned his head to that question and looked towards his frigate.
“The western continent. Wouldn’t it be nice for the driver to take you there?”
The elf who was saying that suddenly made a frightened expression and hurriedly added.
“…… Oh, I can’t believe it, but it’s difficult if I ask you to accompany me after arriving in the West Continent? If I go out again this time, I will be beaten to death by his wife. No matter how much money you give me now, it’s no use. I have the money I gave you last time, and the gold I got from Manmajeon is enough.”
The Death Knight, who listened carefully to his words, raised one corner of his mouth. There was one blind spot in the elf’s proposal.
“Do you know the way to go?”
At the words of the Death Knight, the frigate suddenly stiffened and did not move at all. No, I couldn’t say that at all. His mouth was growing rapidly in size.
“…… Sheesh, the driver sometimes has a knack for embarrassing people. That’s right, come to think of it, I’ve never been to the West Continent… It sucks.”
Freiggit muttered shyly, scratching the bridge of his nose. After a while, the elf opened his mouth again.
“Then let me find out about the ship. Is that enough?”
Zer Pied muttered, opening his eyes wide.
“…… Are you okay? We’re grateful, but… I’m back in my hometown after three years, wouldn’t it be better to be with Miss Perien?”
“It’s okay, if the driver and the lady are leaving anyway, it’s obvious that her wife will also stir me up and ask to see her off. I didn’t waste my three years as a sailor, so if you work hard, you’ll be able to find a ship to the Western Continent without spending too much money. When are you going to leave?”
“I will do it today.”
The corner of Frigate’s mouth stopped laughing. Zerfied thought he saw a lot of him hardening today.
“Today?!”
A sound like a roar shook the clearing. He seemed to think that he was shouting too loud even when he thought about it.
“No… You should have told me that first, driver! It really makes people feel ashamed! Then it’s not the time for me to be here! I need to tell my wife right away…… !”
The Death Knight, who heard the words of the fast shout, tilted his head for a moment. Because there was something odd about his words.
“…… Wife?”
The frigate, which was moving haphazardly, came to a halt. Then, as if embarrassed, he scratched the back of his nose. However, unlike before, his face was blushing.
“Ah… …. That is… , last night some… After talking deeply, we agreed to marry Ferien within three days. He said he would make sure that he would never go out again while he was here……. What… After three days, wouldn’t it be no different from her wife… ? No, anyway! I’ll inform Ferien and come back!”
After watching the elf move her body in a hurry again, Zer Pied turned her head to look at the sky. Suddenly, the sky was almost awake. Thinking that he should wake Celia soon, he began to move his steps carefully.
“Umm… ….”
As expected, Ecilia was still in a deep sleep. She had been lying down properly before that came out, but now she was lying on her stomach with her face buried in the pillow. The blanket that covered her was completely out of bed. Zerpied shook Ecilia slightly, wondering what he could do to change that.
“Esilia, wake up.”
“Umnyah…… ?”
To Esilia who rubbed her eyes, the Death Knight said while organizing her luggage.
“We will be leaving soon.”
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Ecilia nodded her head as if she understood what she was saying. Although her behavior didn’t seem like it at all.
“Ughhh… It’s departure…. Um… Yes… find out…….”
She nodded, buried her face in her pillow again, and fell asleep. No, she almost fell for it.
“Eh?! Are you leaving?!”
Her body bounced up. She ran her frantic hand across her face, trying to bring her back to her senses.
“Leave… depart? Now?”
“Yes. Now that we’ve got the Ring of Revancalus, there’s no reason to stay here any longer. We’ll pack our bags, grab a quick bite, and set off right away. Now, if you find just one item that blocks the divine power, you’ve found them all.”
“Yes…… Ok….”
While listening to the Death Knight’s answer, Celia lowered her head and muttered in a melancholy voice. The Death Knight, who was organizing her luggage, muttered softly to her.
“Miss Frigit and Miss Ferien said they would see you off. Thankfully, he said he would find a boat to take us to the next location.”
Upon hearing her words, the saintess’s face brightened up again.
“Really?!”
Seeing the saintess’s face, the Death Knight smiled and said.
“Yes, so pack up your things. Then you can have breakfast.”
Needless to say, the saintess’ answer was very lively.
When the saintess and Death Knight went outside after packing up their belongings, the elves were also preparing to greet the morning. An elf with a familiar face approached the saintess and the death knight who were watching them as they were busy moving. It was Ferien and Frigate. I saw Iserido and Becarin staggering behind them. However, the latter two had faces on the verge of death.
“I heard about it from Frigit. You said you decided to leave today?”
At Perien’s words, Zer Pied nodded her head.
“Sorry… Knight, lady…. We want to see you off together, but…….”
“Since our condition is like this… ….”
The last two horses belonged to Miss Iserido and Miss Becarin. Looking at the two, Ferien sighed.
“Each of us had one man next to us and recognized it from the moment we poured into the glass, really… …. Are you leaving after breakfast?”
Looking at the nodding Death Knight, Ferien held out something of her to him and her saintess. The saintess’ expression, which tilted her head for a moment, soon became very bright. What she held out was her dried fruits.
“I prepared hastily to eat on the way to her destination. Apparently, Lauren is a jungle, so meat spoils easily…….”
The saintess quickly shook her head as if she didn’t care at all. Her lips moved as she wanted to say never mind, but she couldn’t open her mouth properly due to the saliva flowing out against her will. Perien looked at her and smiled at her.
“It’s not suitable for breakfast, but since it’s a farewell ceremony, you should prepare this much, right?”
The moment Ferien saw what he was pointing at while saying that, perfectly contrasting reactions flowed from the saintess and death knight. Of course, what Ferien was pointing at was a giant pig roasted whole.
She has the happiest expression ever since she left on her journey – Death Knight thought that the ‘happiest expression’ would be renewed as time passed. Stood at the entrance
“…… Are you leaving already?”
“…… Sister, will you come back later?”
At her quiet question, Esilia turned her head towards it. The children I saw yesterday were huddled together holding a cat. Ecilia smiled and said.
“Yes, of course. I will definitely come back to see you guys and to see Nyan III.”
“Yes? What do you say?”
“Oh, no… ! I mean kitty… ! My, I don’t know the name…… !”
Her children burst into laughter as they saw her blushing and flustered saintess. The only thing she saw was her yawning as if she was tired of being a cat.
The saintess vigorously waved her hand at her elves. Death Knight took her bow lightly. It can be said that it was an unprecedented and grand farewell ceremony. Most of the elves were out there for outside visitors. The smile on the lips of the saintess who received their handshakes and bows did not stop.
And that laughter continued until we arrived at the port city.
Until ‘arrival’.
“…… What? Were there originally so many paladins? It was crowded, but not to this extent… ?”
“An important person from the church must have come. Let’s find a ship sooner than that, husband.”
The elves spoke in a non-trivial tone, but the Death Knight and the saint couldn’t possibly think that way.
The patterns drawn on the sails of ships moored in the harbor are
Unmistakably, it belonged to the General Church of Innocence.