Escape from the evil Chapter 41 - 40. The Dark Host

Chapter 41: Chapter 40. The Dark Host

"What?"

The scene in front of

was so unimaginable that I was speechless.

The Dark Army, a branch of the army led by the Crown Princess, was well known to . In the novel, they were described as a bunch of low-life bastards and thugs, loyal to Kaena like chained dogs. Such devotion was quite conditional.

At one ti, only Kaena de Ronan extended a helping hand to these "scum of society". Criminals from all over the empire gathered under her sole command... No wonder everyone was afraid of this gang. Even the emperor turned a blind eye to many of their deeds, even if they were contrary to the laws of the country.

No, who would seriously want to ss with them?

Criminals who have spent more than one year behind bars. They're full of maniacs, thieves, and other social misfits. In terms of brutality and murder, the soldiers of the Dark Host were in no way "inferior" to their mistress.

Anyone who beca objectionable to the Dark Host faced an unenviable fate.

"Burning, crucifixion, burial alive, crushing..."

Rembering the nurous thods of "punishing" these freaks, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This was the main reason why, until recently, I did not dare to travel to the city on my own, but instead sent servants for everything I needed.

After all, a bunch of criminals, under the protection of the heir to the throne, thought they could afford anything. They could arbitrarily commit robberies, murders and violence right in the city center...

Naturally, after reading all this horror in the novel, I didn't want to take any chances.

I planned to sit quietly on the sidelines and wait until the empire was completely safe. The mad Crown Princess and her entourage will perish in the sa pit. Although I didn't know what exactly happened to this organization after the death of the villainess.

Did they disband or were they sentenced to death? I sohow missed this mont. When I read the spoilers, I didn't go into such details. Still, I was more interested in the ending of the novel's villainess herself than the supporting characters like her people.

But in any case, I was sure that with Kaena's death, this organization would also have to cease to exist. Isn't that logical? After all, their leader is dead.

But... Then what the hell?!

Not only were they still walking the streets as if nothing had happened, but I also managed to bump into one of them! That scary guy in the armor chased

all the way. I didn't even know what I had done wrong... But in the end, instead of plunging his sword into my ribs, he suddenly bowed his head in front of .

I was so confused that I could only stare at him in silence. Isn't he a mber of the Dark Host? Those soulless sadyugs without a drop of conscience? Who wouldn't spare even a small child in front of them?

— L-lady, I'm sorry! — His voice trembled slightly as the knight continued to stare at the ground, — Isn't this your wallet?

My tongue, which seed to have dried up, finally regained its ability to function.

— Ah... I... yes.

I barely managed to say it, still fearing his sword. But the bandit, apparently, did not intend to kill ... Still in shock from what was happening, I reached out with a trembling hand and took my unfortunate wallet.

As soon as I did, the knight finally straightened up. I ran into his black eyes, which were as nacing as a bear's. That look could make even the bravest man swallow his saliva. So my legs gave out.

But... Wait, what?!

At first, absorbed only by my own feelings, I suddenly noticed the knight's strange reaction to . His heartbeat was racing, his face was covered in perspiration, and he kept looking away.

As if...

Unable to believe my eyes, I risked opening my lips to say sothing, as the knight suddenly began to stamr in fright:

— Lady, is sothing wrong? Did I displease you in so way?..

He must have turned pale, because I didn't answer for a long ti.

— I'm sorry! I.... I... Oh... My offense is worthy of death. Please have rcy on , lady!

"...What?"

I was right. It was a feeling that was familiar to , and I couldn't mistake it for anything else.

This man was definitely afraid of .

But why? Do I really look that intimidating? But it even sounds ridiculous! So that soone like

and..

— L-lady. I'm so sorry! Please, spare ! — On his knees, the knight's voice sounded genuinely sincere as he begged

for leniency.

To be honest, I was confused. And that's putting it mildly.

Is this really a reality? The only organization in the empire that dared to act arrogantly even in front of the Emperor himself. And suddenly one of her soldiers begs for rcy from an unknown lady from the sa obscure family...

It was more like a surreal dream.

At that mont, when I was in a state of utter bewildernt, I suddenly rembered those nuances that I hadn't thought about before.

"Or maybe they're going through a difficult period right now?"

If you think about it, the Dark Army has recently lost its main pillar, which allowed them to continue their existence. The one through whose help they received funds for the developnt of their army and the further expansion of their influence in the empire.

A person like the crown Princess of this country could certainly be considered a solid support, but now she's gone. No matter how dangerous these bandits may be, if they do not have the protection of a sufficiently reputable person, they will turn back into an ordinary gang of criminals.

If one day the nobles decide to unite and destroy them, then, most likely, the Dark Army will cease to exist in this empire. From this perspective, it was understandable why it was completely unprofitable for them to get into trouble with the nobles right now.

"So that's the thing."

It beca clear to

why he was trying so hard to apologize—he just didn't want

to tell my father about it. Perhaps he guessed from my appearance or so other distinguishing features that I was the daughter of Duke de Walt. One of the mbers of parliant of the aristocrats at court.

"But I still wasn't going to tell my father about it, even if he hadn't tried so hard..."

anwhile, the knight, praying for his "sins," continued to crawl at my feet and persistently beg for forgiveness.

— I'm sorry! Please, just once, but forgive .

Suddenly, he started banging his forehead on the ground until there was blood.

Even though it was a criminal, it was uncomfortable for

to see the person in front of

literally go to pieces, so I hurried to tell him to finally get rid of him:

— This... Everything is fine. You can go now.

— Oh... are you an angel?

He raised his head with tears in his eyes.

— I beg your pardon?

His words seed so ridiculous to

that I even doubted my own ears, so I asked him to express himself more clearly.

— Ah... ... I just wanted to say that you are as kind as an angel.

"Hmm... to think that a criminal would call

an angel."

This situation was so absurd that I didn't even know how to react to it. I wanted to tell him that everything was fine, so that this man would finally leave, but he continued to speak in a gloomy tone.

— More than anything, I was worried that my rash act might offend you.

I began to feel burdened by his excessive apologies.

— It's okay, I'm really fine...

Well, honestly. Even though my father was a mber of parliant, he was not such a terrible person that he was so afraid. Even from this point of view, our family was far from the top of the hierarchy. That's why I didn't see the need to humiliate myself so much in front of an ordinary lady from a noble family.

"Looking at him, it seems to

that the Dark Army is indeed on the verge of disintegration..."

Compared to the forr greatness of their heyday, what was happening now was even pitiful. I was overco by conflicting feelings, but I ca to my senses in ti, reminding myself that I shouldn't feel sorry for a criminal.

— Thank you for your generosity, lady...

He couldn't finish because he suddenly stopped in mid-sentence, slamming his mouth shut. Paling, the knight stared sowhere behind , where there was only a dark doorway. There was a look of horror on his face.

"What's wrong with him?"

I turned around to follow his gaze, but I didn't notice anything special that could cause such a reaction in him.

"Hmm?"

When I turned back, I was faced with even more confusion. The Knight of the Dark Host who was kneeling in front of

just now has disappeared sowhere. I looked around in confusion.

"what? Where did he go...?"

***

— Your Highness, my negligence deserves to die...!

— It's good that you understand this.

In a deserted alley, a knight of the Dark Host fell to his knees in front of his mistress.

— Do you know what exactly your fault is?

The mont the knight t the icy gaze of the Crown Princess, he imdiately turned to stone.

— I... I'm about... Please keep it simple...

The knight tried to keep his composure, but he was suffocated by the deadly aura that the girl radiated.

— Before contacting a noble lady, you should first ask her permission, right? And what did you do? — Kaena's voice cut sharper than a knife, — Didn't Jacob warn all of you that you wouldn't get away with insulting this woman?

The knight swallowed. He himself knew his mistake. The mont he dared to address the Duke's daughter without proper manners, he had deeply offended her. No wonder the girl couldn't stand it and imdiately ran away. The thug, who has been repeatedly convicted of robberies, reproached himself for his carelessness. And yet...

— I...I just wanted to return the lady's purse... — he stamred desperately.

When the knight finally squeezed out so kind of excuse, the surrounding intangible energy that had been pressing down on him all this ti gradually dissipated. The Crown Princess, who was staring at him intently, sighed.

"One mistake is enough," the girl said coldly, "You're lucky just because she forgave you. But there will be no such indulgence next ti.

After saying those last words, Kaena de Ronan stord out of the dark alley.