The Knight Who Devou Chapter 188 : Chapter 188

Chapter 188 : Legnas

“Sir Muno, it has been a while.”

“Yes. It has been a while, Sir Imadi.”

Imadi, whom he t after a long ti, had much more white hair.

His face still looked middle-aged, but the mont Muno saw that half of his brown hair had turned pure white, he couldn't help but pause.

However, Imadi laughed instead.

“Do you know how worried I was? Danger signals were coming from that core, and since it was a faraway place I couldn't go to imdiately, I really…….”

“Thank you for your concern, but it was resolved well. Look. I am fine.”

“Right. Your Spirit Arts have grown in the anti. I heard news from ‘Him’, but I thought I would die of old age waiting. Hahaha.”

Considering his remaining lifespan, it wasn't sothing that could be heard rely as a joke.

It was understandable why he welcod Muno so warmly despite him visiting in the middle of the night.

That Imadi asked.

“By the way…… you ca together? Are you departing imdiately?”

Since he asked this while looking at the accompanied ‘Imperial person’, Victon.

It was awkward to answer no.

But just then.

- Kkorururururuk.

A loud sound ringing from his stomach spoke for him.

“Huh?”

“T, that is, I only ran all day yesterday. To arrive even a little faster.”

“Ah. Is that so……. Co to think of it, you look a bit tired. Let's rest. We can just leave imdiately tomorrow.”

Imadi responded with a regretful expression.

“Ah, looking at it now, it wasn't because of this elder, but because you needed ti to fill your stomach.”

Victon, who had been tackling him about why they weren't leaving imdiately just monts ago, was now nitpicking in a different direction.

It seed his temper was twisted properly.

“……Should we just go back to using honorifics with each other?”

“You bastard never used honorifics anyway, did you? Why don't you start?”

……Was this guy this kind of character?

He felt a surge of anger, but thinking it was due to the karma he had already committed, he tried to ignore it.

“Let's eat, wash, sleep, and depart imdiately. I will see you with the rising sun in the morning, Sir Imadi. Lauel, that will be possible, right?”

“Yes. Of course.”

Since both he and Lauel were Corporeal Arts users who had evolved five tis, as long as energy was supplied, they could be in perfect condition with just a few hours of rest.

Imadi also nodded with a satisfied expression imdiately.

“It would be good for

if you do that.”

“Good, I will inform the Empire's checkpoint in advance.”

Victon also responded imdiately without nitpicking this ti.

Was it a misunderstanding that he seed to be in a rush?

Instead of arguing, Muno chose to save that ti to fill his stomach and rest.

Honestly…….

- Kkorurururuk.

Because it was getting hard to endure any longer.

* * *

The next morning.

“Sir Cory’s face looked a bit bad; did we wake him too early?”

“Ahem…….”

Lauel smiled with her eyes at Imadi’s words, and Muno coughed dryly.

He didn't want to confess that it was because he had cleared out a unit’s worth of food in one al last night, so he had no choice but to change the subject.

“……Victon, what about the Empire's checkpoint?”

“I already notified them. We just need to show our identification plaques and pass. And after that, let's speed up imdiately.”

“We are fine, but…….”

When Muno turned to look at Imadi, he tapped the horse he was riding and laughed.

“Don't look down on Spirit Masters, Sir Muno. I have my own way to increase speed while maintaining the horse's endurance.”

“Spirit Master……?”

Imadi smirked seeing Victon, who made a slightly surprised expression at those words.

At the sa ti, flas that soared up with a Fwoosh covered the horse.

“Oh……!”

The expression of the horse surrounded by flas actually beca comfortable, and its muscles were seen swelling up, albeit slightly.

A spectacle where an ordinary horse provided by the checkpoint transford like a divine beast appearing in stories.

‘Even if it’s Spirit Arts, it’s fire?’

Just how is he doing that?

“A high-ranking Spirit Master…….”

As everyone in the group, including Victon who muttered admiration in a low voice, stared at that appearance blankly, Imadi, wearing a proud expression, changed the topic.

“No, rather than that, are you guys okay without horses? You are knights in na, aren't you……?”

“Ah, right. Lauel, isn't it better for you to ride a horse? I think they would give one if we asked the checkpoint…….”

At Muno's words, Lauel laughed and shook her head.

“No. If I want to keep traveling with Sir Muno, I need to get more accustod to running. And you know, my trait. I am confident in endurance.”

“Ah…….”

“Wait. You guys, are you really going to run?”

At Imadi's question, the rest of the group smiled aningfully.

And not long after, Imadi could fully understand the aning of that smile.

Dududududu.

“Slowly! Let's go slowly!!”

Behind Victon, who literally turned into smoke and ‘flew’, and Muno and Lauel who ran at a speed faster than a horse.

The horse wrapped in flas, regardless of its majestic appearance, couldn't help but look relatively shabby.

* * *

That night, when the group was about to prepare to start a fire.

“I am here, so what tree branches?”

Hwarureuk.

Along with Imadi's words, flas soared up from the bare ground.

Flas that were neither too big nor too small, enough to sufficiently warm the campsite.

“If it's not rude, may I ask your Class?”

At Victon's question, Imadi just laughed and avoided answering.

“It can be maintained all night, so there is no need to even manage it.”

As he waved his hand while saying that, fires the size of campfires were created in a circle outside the clearing.

Hwarurureuk.

A ti when winter is approaching. The feeling of the chilly weather turning hot in an instant.

Then Muno, who knew about his condition, cast a temporarily worried glance, but.

“It doesn't even take effort, so don't mind it and sleep well.”

Imadi rather looked him straight in the eye and shook his head.

“Hmm……. It is certainly as you say. There is sufficient reason to escort you. Being a little late is…….”

At Victon's mumbling that followed, Muno finally brought out the question he had been curious about since last night.

He himself had overflowing reasons to hurry like this, but why was this guy……?

“Why are you rushing so much? Do you perhaps have a personal grudge against the Evil cult?”

Considering his peculiar trait, he probed to see if it was a case similar to his own, but Victon looked at him with a very strange gaze.

“What are you talking about? In a situation where the Northern King's side might completely clear away the Legner family, it is natural to hurry.”

“What does that an?”

Victon, who seed to hesitate for a mont, soon examined the faces of the party briefly and opened his mouth with a sigh.

“The relationship between the Empire's Four Directional Kings and the Imperial Family is not as solid as perceived from the outside. If the Legner family is connected to the Evil cult, the Imperial Family might hold the Northern King's family, who was in charge of managing them, accountable. So, the Northern King's side will make the Legner family ‘clean’, whether they are involved or not.”

At those words, the faces of the party naturally stiffened.

“Of course, if there is a tail of the Evil cult, they would chase after it in their own way, but…….”

“……They won't share it.”

“Right. So, your side attempting to connect directly with the Northern King is, broadly speaking, practically a bad move.”

Victon spoke sarcastically, but to Muno, who had been attacked by an Imperial Magic Tower Master in the Northern mountain range, it just sounded like nonsense.

However, he couldn't talk about that incident, so instead, he brought out a doubt that naturally arose.

“Are places like the Empire's 7 Magic Towers not influenced by the Imperial Family or the Four Directional Kings? From the outside, they are known to be the most famous.”

“That is…….”

“Hmph. Magic Towers? More like demon dens.”

Although he was montarily at a loss for words at Imadi's snort, Victon soon continued with a bitter smile.

“……Broadly speaking, the Empire is a country maintained by three powers checking each other: the Imperial Family, the Four Directional Kings, and the 7 Magic Towers. Of course, the Magic Tower Masters say they don't care about the world as if they live outside the sky. Well, you never know.”

“Is it my misunderstanding if it seems like you, an Imperial citizen, are critical of the Magic Towers for so reason?”

“No, you saw correctly. I am on the side that thinks if it is a country, especially if it is an Empire, it should revolve around the Imperial Family. Especially in such chaotic tis…….”

“Chaotic tis?”

“Hmm. Well, I don't think there is a need to say more, so why don't we sleep? If we maintain the sa speed as today, we should be able to arrive within two days.”

With those words, Victon laid down completely and turned his head away.

aning he wouldn't talk anymore.

However, this ti Imadi did not leave him be.

“The Imperial Royal Inspectors are a formidable organization, also called the Sword of the Imperial Family. But I'm sorry to say this, but Victon, you don't look like a key executive of that inspection team?”

“What are you trying to say?”

Only Victon's voice ca from his turned-away posture.

“I asked if the Imperial Royal Family really has the will to solve this problem properly. If it is the Imperial Royal Inspectors I know, with your age, at best you would be at the bottom rank. Isn't it strange that they sent you alone without any other asures?”

“Hmph. That can't be true. My subordinates would be slowing down the path of the Northern King's hands heading to the Legner family by now. So, we must hurry so that it doesn't beco an act of helping the Evil cult.”

Victon's answer explained why he was trying to hurry so much.

However, strictly speaking, it was practically an answer that missed the point of Imadi's question.

“So you an you are the highest-ranking official deployed by the Imperial Family?”

“…….”

Victon did not answer Imadi's last words.

But the sound of him sighing quietly while turned away was sothing everyone in the party couldn't help but hear.

And exactly two days later in the morning.

The party was able to arrive at Legnas, one of the large cities in the northern part of the Empire and the base of the Legner family.

* * *

“Now, the camping out will finally end.”

The fatigue was evident in Victon's voice as he looked at the castle walls in the distance.

However.

“If information control was done properly, the Legner family won't know that the Northern King's envoys and we are coming. So let's present the identification plaques I gave you and enter.”

Even in that situation, he steadily laid out what he had to say.

“Don't look around pointlessly and show that you are from a foreign country; just follow behind . After settling in a suitable lodging, we will break in during the night.”

A hollow laugh ca out at the words that seed to take them for fools, but he had to address what needed to be addressed.

“What if information control failed?”

“Well, then they would have all fled already, so it would be aningless. Or, the information was wrong in the first place.”

“……That can't be true.”

Words spat out containing hope and will rather than certainty.

At that, Victon also nodded with a heavy face.

“I hope so too.”

And from then on, the party began to disguise themselves.

Udeudeudeuk.

Muno, who released his armor, created rcenary armor with tals pulled from all around.

“Ho-oh. To think you had such a talent…….”

Lauel covered her face with a veil, and Imadi withdrew the Spirit Arts he had bestowed on the horse.

Lauel, who was watching that, belatedly recalled where this place was and added a word.

“Sir Imadi. By any chance, is it possible to control your spirits?”

Then, instead of Imadi, Victon imdiately shook his head with a bitter smile.

“As expected, your misunderstanding is severe.”

“Misunderstanding?”

“The Empire does not persecute Spirit Masters. Rather, it treats them preferentially. It's just that the majority of Spirit Masters hate the Empire.”

They don't persecute Spirit Masters?

Muno and Lauel tilted their heads at the unexpected words, but Imadi didn't move as if he already knew.

And only after confirming that the party even took the identification plaques they were distributed, did Victon take out a small stick emitting faint demonic energy from his bosom.

“Miss Lauel. Use this.”

“Pardon?”

“Those who fight at the Tower of Spirits in the southern part of the Empire hate black people or those mixed with that blood. You need to change your appearance.”

“……There are indeed many black people at the Tower of Spirits.”

As Imadi chid in, Victon took out another stick, snapped it as if demonstrating, and sprinkled sothing on his hair and around his eyes.

While Muno and Imadi frowned and glared feeling the scattering demonic energy, Victon's pure white hair and red eyes changed to brown hair and green eyes.

“Sir Muno?”

“Do it, Lauel. Since there doesn't seem to be any major side effects.”

“It will be unpleasant, but you have to endure this much for now.”

Ending with Lauel breaking the stick at those words and disguising herself as a blonde white woman, the party began to head toward the North Gate of Legnas.

“I will do all the talking.”

“Good.”

While responding half-heartedly to Victon's words, Muno glared at the castle wall ahead.

Will he be able to catch the tail of his enemies here?

Is the Empire's Royal Family or the Magic Towers truly unrelated to the Evil cult?

All those complicated doubts might be revealed inside there.

He, who was concentrating his mind on such thoughts, couldn't help but open his eyes wide as soon as he entered the castle gate.