Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 228

The Three Kings’ Disciple (229)

229

“I will follow the successor’s wishes.”

The Crows had returned.

Now, it was time to wait for news.

There were other visitors who had come to Count Petus’s territory.

They didn’t seem as reckless as the Crows, nor did they appear cautious.

Clank, clank.

They walked in with confidence.

Though they had their faces hidden, pressing down their robes.

Clank! Clank!

It was a gait that didn’t seem like they were trying to hide themselves.

“……”

Everyone, including Count Petus, came out to watch the scene.

Clank, clank.

They were gradually getting closer.

Their steps were measured.

The scabbards and staffs swayed at their waists.

They were people who gave off a dangerous and solemn feeling.

They finally approached and stood still.

Swoosh.

The one at the very front, who was relatively short, took off their robe and smiled.

“I’m back.”

It was Phile.

She, who had said she would be away for a while, had returned.

Swoosh, swoosh.

The others also began to take off their robes one by one.

Kainrich and Goliath.

And….

“We are the Batella Knights.”

“……!”

Petus was surprised by Phile’s words and stepped back.

“Batella…!”

He knew that Irowoon’s group were formidable, but he didn’t know that she was a Batella Knight.

Moreover, the one standing at the very front, and the knights standing guard around her.

“Could it be….”

He seemed to finally realize Phile’s identity.

“Phile Erdomo!”

The greatest knight order in the Theocracy, the Seven Great Knight Orders.

The leader of Batella among them.

-The Holy Light Knight, Phile.

There was no one in Einheart who didn’t know her name.

“I greet the leader of the Batella Knights.”

The leader of the Seven Great Knight Orders.

That was a position that even Petus, a Count of the Empire, had to show respect to.

“I greet you again. I am Phile Erdomo of Batella.”

“…….”

“Originally, we shouldn’t reveal our identities….”

They had infiltrated the Empire on a mission.

They had even disguised themselves to hide their identities.

But she had summoned the Batella Knights and led them here.

“We’re in the same boat now, so please take care of me.”

It meant that she would reveal her identity.

They had to fight the Duke of Massacre.

He was an opponent that they couldn’t defeat even if they poured everything they had into it.

Moreover, if they failed this time.

‘There’s no next time anyway.’

They wouldn’t be able to solve the Crimson Duke’s problem, nor would they be able to return to the Theocracy.

Just as Count Petus had bet everything on this, so too.

“I will bet everything as well.”

Phile would also bet everything.

“…….”

Petus nodded with a stiff face.

The anxiety that had remained in his heart seemed to melt away even more.

“However.”

Phile said.

“I have a request.”

She looked back and forth between Irowoon and Petus as she spoke.

“Before we carry out the operation, there’s something I want to confirm.”

“If it’s a confirmation….”

Unlike Irowoon, who seemed to have already noticed, Petus asked cautiously.

Clang.

A pure white sword appeared from Phile’s scabbard.

Clang!

Hamaye also quickly drew his sword and approached Petus’s side.

“Batella Knights, draw your swords.”

With Kainrich’s low voice.

Clang!

The entire Batella Knight Order drew their swords and staffs, taking a stance.

A huge pressure poured out from them.

“What are you doing!”

Hamaye protested in panic, but Phile spoke with unwavering eyes.

“I want to conduct a test.”

A test.

“To see if you can really face the Knights of Massacre.”

And.

“To see if you are the ones we can bet everything on.”

If they passed this test.

‘I will return.’

Even if the end was destruction, Phile would lead the knights and return.

Her faith was wavering.

But it hadn’t disappeared.

“What will you do?”

Phile asked, and Petus looked at Irowoon.

Just like always, Irowoon’s face was languid.

Petus, losing his will, spoke.

“Red Bat Knights….”

Petus also placed his hand on his sword hilt.

“Draw your swords.”

Clang!

***

Whoosh.

The wind blew, raising dust.

A friendly match between Count Petus’s territory and the Batella Knights.

Whoosh!

The result was now apparent.

On Count Petus’s side, the only ones standing were Count Petus of Blandro.

“Haa….”

And Hamaye.

“Hoo….”

Only about two knights.

On the other hand, on the Batella Knights’ side.

“…….”

Ten people, including Phile, were standing.

The result was obvious.

“Knights.”

Count Petus’s voice continued.

“Sheathe your swords.”

Swoosh.

It was an admission of defeat.

In fact, it was a fight that didn’t make sense from the start.

No matter how skilled Count Petus and his knights were, their opponents were the Seven Great Knight Orders of the Theocracy.

Only the head of the Royal Knights could match the Seven Great Knight Orders of the Theocracy.

Therefore.

“Amazing….”

Rather, this result was surprising to Phile.

“Check on the injured.”

It was quite a fierce match, so Kainrich gave orders to the knights, and Hamaye also began to check on the injured.

“This power….”

Phile also said as she sheathed her sword.

“Is it complete?”

Blandro Petus.

The power he and his knights had shown.

It was a new power that had not been reported, and at the same time, it was a powerful force.

But it felt somewhat incomplete.

“Not yet.”

It was Irowoon who answered.

“It’s just stabilized, it’s hard to fully unleash it. But….”

Irowoon said.

“It will be completed soon.”

“……!”

Phile’s pupils trembled.

“Indeed, if this power is completed….”

She could imagine it.

“It wouldn’t be unreasonable to face the Knights of Massacre.”

It was dizzying.

Phile had already seen the skills of the Red Bat Knights.

At best, they were only at the bottom of the Royal Knights.

But now.

-Mid-rank.

Their skills were on par with the mid-rank Royal Knights.

The Batella Knights were not even able to stand against them, but they hadn’t used their holy artifacts either.

But it wasn’t a complete power.

Then the completed power would be.

-Upper-rank Royal Knights.

If they and the Batella Knights joined forces….

“You pass.”

It wouldn’t be unreasonable to face the Knights of Massacre, who held the sixth position of the Royal Knights.

“And… you pass in another way too.”

Irowoon nodded.

What Phile wanted to test wasn’t the power of the Red Bat Knights.

From the start, Phile had calculated their power as an unexpected variable.

What Phile really wanted to confirm was.

“You are different from demons.”

It was about the source of the new power they had gained.

As a knight of the Theocracy, she had participated in wars and missions and had seen a lot of blood.

But the main enemy that the knights of the Theocracy truly considered were the demons of Gehenna.

Batella had already had several engagements with them.

‘The power of Count Petus’s group is similar to that.’

She could feel the ominousness of demons from them.

However, the scent was weak, and it felt strangely different, so she tested them.

Demons are the embodiment of evil.

-Destruction, deception, lies, slaughter, rage.

They spew out all sorts of negative energy and cannot control it.

That was why.

If they lost control of their emotions and went berserk during this match.

‘I was going to return.’

No matter how much Irowoon was there, the knights of God could not fight alongside demons.

“Kainrich, what do you think?”

Phile asked.

“They are definitely different.”

Knights can learn a lot by clashing swords.

Their emotions, lives, and even what they are thinking.

What was felt from the swords of the Red Bat Knights was.

“I even felt respect and reverence.”

Emotions that demons could not have.

That was enough.

“You guys understand now, right?”

Kainrich said, addressing the Batella Knights.

“We believed in the leader’s choice from the start.”

“What are you….”

“Don’t make us look like bad people.”

Voices were heard, chuckling.

The Batella Knights, who had stood up, supported each other as they spoke.

“It’s always welcome to stand on the battlefield with good knights.”

* * *

Thud thud thud!

The loud sound of propellers echoed like thunder.

“Hehehe.”

The man inside seemed relaxed, as if he didn’t care about the noise.

A face that was hard to guess the age of.

But if you had to guess, he was a young man of about eighteen.

His short red hair gave off a dangerous vibe.

Swoosh.

He held a wine glass.

Clink.

He shook it once and brought it to his mouth.

The full liquid disappeared in an instant.

“Does it suit your taste?”

“Not bad.”

The young man who had emptied his glass looked at the scenery outside the open door with curved eyes.

“Wouldn’t it be better to use space transfer?”

The young man smiled and looked at the owner of the voice.

Flinch.

The one who had spoken trembled.

At first glance, he looked like a cute boy.

But when you looked again, he looked like a seasoned aristocrat.

A strange feeling that gave off two feelings at the same time.

And the danger felt in his smile and eyes.

“I, I’m sorry….”

The owner of the voice quickly bowed his head and apologized.

“There’s no romance in that.”

But the young man said as if he didn’t care.

Thud thud thud!

“Is it fun to just appear with a ‘poof!’? I like this helicopter.”

When the young man held out his glass, a knight standing inside the helicopter filled it.

“Look down.”

“…….”

“There are so many bugs down there, right?”

The scenery outside the helicopter was a village and a city.

“Bugs that don’t know when they’ll be trampled to death.”

People were looking up at the helicopter because of the loud noise.

“I like that gaze.”

Those who can’t reach, those who can only look up to them for their entire lives.

“Moreover, with just one button, I can wipe them all out. Isn’t the splattering blood and flesh exciting?”

“…….”

He was crazy.

This man was truly dangerous.

He was enjoying all of this.

Clink.

“It’s romantic.”

He emptied his glass again.

“So why did the Crows, who are known for being heavy-bottomed, come to me?”

The owner of the voice, he was a Crow.

Directly under the Imperial Family.

Therefore, they were qualified to meet with the Duke of the Empire.

“It’s not a secret that Count Petus is rebelling.”

The Crows had come to him and told him.

-Count Petus is plotting a rebellion against Your Excellency the Duke.

But that was unlike the Crows.

They had moved for now, but he had to hear the reason.

“Rondo.”

As soon as the young man finished speaking.

Clang.

The sword of the knight who was filling the glass was touching the Crow’s neck.

“If your neck falls off here, how long will it take to fall to the ground?”

“Y, Your Excellency….”

The Crows are directly under the Imperial Family.

Therefore, their lives are precious.

Killing them without permission could be seen as an act of rebellion against the Imperial Family.

However, the Duke is different.

Even if they are Crows.

Even if they are great nobles of the Empire.

“If you don’t speak by the count of three, I’ll cut you down.”

He has the authority to execute them.

Thud thud thud!

The sound of propellers echoed.

Thud thud thud!

Not just one.

Dozens.

Inside, filled with the knights that the young man was proud of.

The Knights of Massacre.

“One.”

The owner of the knights.

“Two.”

The Duke of Massacre counted with curved eyes.