Arno was proud of the fact that he was a member of the highest order of knights in the Empire.

    The White Knights.

    A white emblem symbolizing the highest order of knights in the empire.

    To be able to wear it on one’s chest is the greatest honor a knight who holds a sword can enjoy.

    Sword, sword, only sword.

    Arno was born into a fallen knightly family.

    — “The Ice Iron Sword is said to be a pole that touches the world’s principles. Arno. Don’t neglect your training. The fate of your family depends on you. ”

    To keep his father’s will, Arno took up the sword at the age of five.

    He received thorough training under the lord of his father who took him in, and from the age of ten there was no adult in the territory to deal with him.

    A year later, he was given the title of ‘Genius’ after defeating all the swordsmen in the territory except for the knights of the family.

    Only after growing up for several more years was he able to join the White Knights.

    The best knight order on the continent, where the value of one member is comparable to that of 100 regular soldiers.

    — “Is this all you can do!”

    A place where only geniuses gather is not easy.

    Even among geniuses, there are bound to be geniuses and fools.

    Arno gritted his teeth.

    He finally had his chance to hone his family’s sword technique, the Bingcheolshin Sword, and gain recognition within the Knights Templar.

    — “It’s an infiltration mission, Arno.”

    — “Are you talking about infiltration?”

    — “Yes. The target of the infiltration is the Gray Duke family. It is a family that is likely to be a blood relative. There have been frequent disappearances of children in the territory. ”

    — “That’s…!”

    — “What a surprise. A revelation was given. They said that the absurd disaster they were trying to summon by sacrificing a child.”

    Arno gritted his teeth as he listened to the commander’s explanation.

    — “… What should I do?”

    — “First, check if the Gray Dukes are a blood cult or not. The rest will come later. Of course, depending on the case, you can eliminate the dolls that contain the disaster. Can you do it? It’s a mission that will put your life on the line. ”

    Top secret mission.

    Arno nodded.

    He had a goal.

    The goal is to stand tall in the world with the family’s secret weapon, the Ice and Steel Sword.

    A difficult mission must not be avoided.

    Thus, the Grey Duke family was dispatched.

    Arno acted as the family’s servant and collected evidence that this place was definitely a blood cult.

    And finally.

    ‘That is the vessel that holds the King of the Underworld…’

    I found Lloyd.

    A child who was alone in the room with his eyes rolled back.

    An absurdly dark aura emanated from the child. An incomprehensible presence that made it so difficult to breathe and bring one to one’s knees just by being near it.

    The next report will not be possible until one month later.

    First, let’s get rid of that puppet that holds the disaster.

    Arno waited for his time.

    And finally the opportunity came.

    A search test was conducted to test the new children who joined the Blood Reformation, and Arno was hiding in the Black Forest, near the traces of mana.

    Lloyd walked over.

    Arno prepared a fatal first step.

    The fourth form of the Bingcheolshin Sword, the first form of the Silent Sword, is the act of pulling the sword out of its scabbard without any noise, drawing out sword energy.

    Smash the doll by drawing out the black energy widely.

    So much so that the disaster sleeping inside me can’t burst out.

    Arnault vowed so. He must have.

    “……”

    The boy looked so weak.

    Unlike when the disaster flowed out, the gaunt body of the boy was highlighted. His energy was so weak that he looked like he might collapse at any moment, and dark circles were settling under his eyes.

    He occasionally covered his ears as if he was hallucinating, and each time he did, his hands would tremble as if he were suffering from hydrocephalus.

    A boy and a sick man at the same time.

    ‘That’s a doll.’

    Arno repeated.

    That is not a weakling that must be protected as a knight, but a vessel that holds disaster.

    ‘It’s a doll, it’s a doll.’

    We must cut it off before the disaster resurfaces.

    Didn’t the vice-captain say that too?

    He gritted his teeth and drew his sword.

    The sword energy that was shot spreads out widely and hits directly.

    I thought he was dead.

    Until the boy ran away.

    I was confused. How on earth did I avoid this? There was no sign of it. It was an area where it was nearly impossible to avoid even with luck.

    First of all, Arno himself is a knight, and yet he launched a surprise attack.

    I mumbled a few words in confusion.

    — I will execute you.

    And then they started attacking again.

    It must be the result of a few ridiculous coincidences.

    No matter how much of a disaster it was, there was no reason for a knight of the White Knights to lose to a boy.

    however.

    — Chae Jae Jae!

    “…?”

    The boy blocked Arno’s first move.

    The sword slid off the boy’s small shield and became embedded in the tree.

    A tree that cannot withstand the black wind falls.

    Arno hurriedly dodged the falling tree.

    – Kuuuung!

    Arno tilted his head as he walked out of the dust.

    Is it a coincidence?

    Just now, Lloyd had blocked Arno’s attack, and there was nothing special about it. However, Lloyd blocked his own attack so naturally. It was as if he could see the path.

    ‘That can’t be true.’

    He is a knight of the White Knights.

    “Haat!”

    Another deep attack with a deep step.

    But Lloyd avoided the stab by simply turning his head.

    “What the…”

    Arno was embarrassed.

    The opponent was clearly dodging his attacks as if they were all visible. The boy looked to be no older than fourteen. It couldn’t be.

    “Identity!”

    Swish!

    This attack went horribly awry.

    Arno couldn’t understand it at all.

    Even within his own Black Knights, he was called ‘quick’. But that kid was just avoiding it by looking at it.

    As if he were a veteran who had experienced countless attacks.

    “What are you talking about!”

    The body is that of a child.

    But the contents inside are not the child’s.

    Efficient movements that seemed to have been through numerous battles. The opponent seemed to be a veteran who had been in war for over a dozen years.

    Crunch!

    Instead, Arno’s cheek was cut and blood flowed out.

    Is it cutting magic?

    “Fuck!”

    A few more cutting spells pour down.

    — Kaang! Kang!

    Arno casted the Ice Sword with full force.

    It was one of the few swordsmanship techniques that could block magic.

    At the same time, it closes the distance.

    When fighting a wizard, keep your distance. This is a truth that knights act reflexively.

    and.

    The boy kicked the ground as if he had been waiting for that.

    Pavababak!

    Black dirt fills the field of vision.

    “!!!”

    Arno reflexively closed his eyes for a moment.

    The cold that forms on the surface of the sword.

    Sharp attacks pouring in simultaneously.

    ‘Are you crazy?’

    Lloyd stuck out his tongue as he dodged Arno’s attack.

    It’s hard to believe that he’s a common knight of the White Knights.

    In particular, the cold air on the sword was thrilling every time it passed by.

    Even though Lloyd has experience fighting the Demon King.

    — Let’s fight!

    And what’s more, it’s a sword technique that can even block magic.

    I’ve never heard or seen anything like that.

    Is the White Knight good with water this time?

    Lloyd gulped and stepped away.

    A rustling sound passed by, taking a few strands of Lloyd’s hair with it.

    ‘I’m almost at my limit now.’

    Fortunately, Lloyd’s superhuman senses allowed him to predict the flow of mana and dodge his opponent’s attacks one step ahead.

    But that’s it.

    There’s not much mana left.

    This foolish Lloyd’s body, despite being a genius in terms of talent, was extremely poor in durability.

    If Arno starts to close the distance, he’ll be in real danger of death.

    ‘There’s about one room left.’

    I’m low on mana and my mana circuit can’t hold out any longer.

    My hands were shaking from the aftereffects of forcibly opening the blocked mana circuit.

    From now on, you can only use one spell.

    — Let’s cut off the neck. The blood is cold and looks delicious.

    Don’t be ridiculous.

    Lloyd took his stance and muttered to himself.

    Of course, I have no intention of letting the other person live.

    If we are to judge good and evil, he may seem like a good person, but the moment you point a sword at me, it becomes meaningless.

    However, the knight tribe instinctively protects their vital points.

    Since they only defend and counterattack areas that are directly related to life, such as the head, neck, heart, between the eyebrows, and scrotum, the probability of losing even one attack is low.

    therefore.

    — Papak!

    The moment Arno closed the distance, Lloyd kicked the ground.

    Little by little, the dirt that had been collected was sprinkled on his face.

    I couldn’t have predicted it.

    Because I’ve fought honestly up until now.

    He immediately throws his body to the side to avoid the sword that is rushing through the dirt.

    Degururur.

    Even as he rolled around on the ground, Lloyd wiggled his fingers vertically.

    — Crunch!

    A sharp vertical wound is carved into the center of Arno’s abdomen, accompanied by a creepy noise.

    The exact center of the body.

    The part that all knights have the hardest time blocking.

    However, at the same time, it is a difficult area to inflict fatal wounds on.

    but.

    Taking advantage of Arno’s hesitation, Lloyd prepared one more spell.

    Mana is gone, but it’s not needed.

    Because I’m going to use the mana in Arno’s body.

    The moment Lloyd runs his fingers through Arno’s crack.

    “What…what!”

    Arno clutches his stomach in horror.

    dump.

    He kneels on the floor.

    I try to close my eyes as if meditating, but it’s already too late.

    “Cough!”

    Bright red blood pouring out of his mouth.

    It will be difficult to raise your body because the mana in your danjeon has flowed backwards.

    Thud, thud.

    Lloyd slowly approached Arno.

    “Raise your head.”

    He raises his head, blood flowing out.

    Lloyd gave her a sword that had fallen nearby.

    The blood-covered handle is sticky.

    He then placed the sword directly against the knight’s neck.

    “Answer the question.”

    “How on earth… How did you control someone else’s mana? ”

    “If you answer me, I’ll tell you. If you like my answer, I’ll spare your life.”

    “That’s… That can’t be…”

    “It won’t harm you even if you believe it, right? Unless you’re going to die without leaving a will.”

    “……”

    Keeping your mouth shut would be an affirmation.

    “Why did you aim for me?”

    “Revelation. And Aina… Aina, the princess’s order was given.”

    “What is the order?”

    “Track the re-blood cult.”

    Lloyd frowned as he watched him vomit blood.

    “Have you done any research on this place, this mansion?”

    “Why is that, Cool. Are you curious?”

    “I need to escape from here too?”

    “Don’t lie… You are of the underworld… of the Blood Reform Sect…”

    “Don’t waste time, tell me. I’m in a hurry.”

    It was delayed for quite some time.

    I didn’t know that the leaders of the Blood Reform Church might come looking for me.

    “Hey… This is the highest branch of the Jaehyeol Church. I guess. The Duchess is in the top 5.”

    “As expected.”

    “Here, they train people with the powers of the Blood Reform Cult. The mansion itself is a, ugh. A huge magic circle. For brainwashing. “.

    “I see.”

    “The black pattern on your arm. The darker it gets, the more you lose your heart. You’ve already lost most of it.”

    …Is that so?

    Lloyd tilted his head.

    Of course, my mind was slowly sinking, but I didn’t feel it much.

    Arno pointed to his waist.

    There were numerous needles stuck in his waist.

    “There’s an anti-brainwashing injection in my room. If it doesn’t kill me, I’ll share it with you.”

    “Please just answer well.”

    “Ask.”

    Lloyd looked at Arno.

    His eyes were as stern as a knight’s.

    The group called knights appear to follow orders at first glance, but they have strong pride.

    In particular, Arno is a knight who carries out his mission even while stabbing the antidote into his waistband.

    There must be a really solid basis for these people’s movements.

    What on earth is that?

    What did Arno believe that made him try to kill Lloyd himself?

    And… not only Arno, but also the other knights will try to kill Lloyd himself?

    Just one question was enough to resolve the mystery.

    “Then tell me now. What is this revelation?”

    “The second revelation. The revelation that Saint Aria received. It is…”

    The moment Arno was about to continue speaking.

    — Phew! Phew!

    Blood poured out of his mouth.

    Wince!

    His eyes roll back in a brief twitch.

    The spilled blood stained Lloyd’s face red.

    Lloyd slowly lowered his gaze.

    Arno’s left chest.

    From there, a long, white finger was sticking out.

    Flick, flick

    The heart in his hand starts beating and then slowly stops.

    Lloyd slowly raised his head again.

    Beyond Arno.

    Her gray hair was waving eerily.

    “What are you whispering about?”

    Duchess Grey.

    A drop of blood runs down her cheek.

    Ttorr.

    The drops of blood that rolled down stained the corners of her lips red.

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