Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 134

When Scott finally came to his senses, the situation was completely over.While Arendt was putting on a show against the police chief, the knights contacted the police chiefs and lords of nearby cities to ask for support.

The lord, anxious that he might be accused of treason, hurriedly gathered his soldiers and rushed towards them. While the lord and the police were busy cleaning up, the knights returned the items that Arendt and Arthur had stolen.

The grain collected as military rations was left as is, and the weapons were converted into money and delivered in case of an emergency. The news that the conman with brown hair and golden eyes had been safely captured was a bonus.

The temple decided to retrieve the completely damaged statue.

The knights surprisingly did not strongly object to Arendt’s argument that the statue must be completely destroyed.

Rather than leaving it covered in graffiti and insults, it was decided that it would be better to just grind it up and throw it away.

Thanks to this, Arendt was able to destroy the giant statue without much trouble.

The purpose was a bit different though.

If it was left as is, the crime of blasphemy could not be avoided, regardless of their position as the victims of a fraud case.

But if the person who destroyed the statue was a conman, it would be a different story.

Thanks to this, the blasphemy case was dropped, as the fraudster had been arrested.

While the lords, knights, and even the victims who rushed to investigate all thought it was a major fraud case, the only person who knew the whole truth was the police chief, Scott.

Scott was still sitting on the warehouse floor in a daze. It seemed like he still was in shock after waking up from his fainting spell.

“Still, it seems like there’s no problem with your memory, so that’s fortunate.”

“Are you heartless? Can you still say you’re glad after seeing that?”

When Arthur frowned, Arendt waved his hand.

“It’s only natural for a fool to pay off his karma for his foolish actions, right? If he can’t even remember what he did, there’s no point in chasing him. Isn’t that right, sir?”

“…”

Even though a young man less than half his age kicked him with his feet, Scott just knelt down and stared at the floor.

It was natural.

He was preparing for rebellion without even knowing why, but he got hit hard on the back of the head and came to his senses only to find himself in front of the tiger’s den.

Moreover… Arendt was now holding in his hands the video recording stone containing the entire conversation between Scott and him, like a symbol of victory.

If even one of those things had fallen into the hands of the royal family, Scott would have been instantly killed.

“Consider yourself lucky. If it weren’t for me, the entire city would have been executed because of you.”

“…”

“Hey, you’re not going to answer?”

“…Thank you.”

The police chief, who was so pale that it was pitiful to look at, barely managed to answer.

Looking at that, it seemed safe to say that the artifact’s effect had completely disappeared.

Richt let out a short sigh.

“I know we finally solved it this time, but we can’t do this every time.”

“That’s right. But rumors of a scammer out there will spread quickly, so it will have some preventive effect.”

It was far better to make a joke out of someone than to instill fear. Fear sometimes brings awe, but the one who was laughed at only gets ridiculed.

“For the time being, the lord’s knights will help take care of the city in case of retaliation.”

“Then that’s enough for now… Sir, do you really not know where that conman went?”

“The conman is a knight…”

“What?”

“No! I made a mistake!”

Scott, who had been mumbling absentmindedly, banged his head on the floor.

The knights became a little more disconcerted by the fact that Arendt looked like a villain.

“Tell me everything you know. Tell me what the hell they were talking about that made you join them, what their impression was like, and at least what they ate.”

“Yes, yes!”

Scott nodded hastily and began to ramble on.

“That person… No, no, I’m sorry, I made a slip of the tongue. He showed up a couple of months ago. One day, he suddenly came to stay at the village inn, claiming to be a traveler, and blended in with the crowd.”

“Keep going.”

“Because he had so many scars, I thought he was a mercenary at first. Thinking about it, even for a mercenary who frequents battlefields, his scars were excessive… But he still had a sad smile and got along well with the residents.”

Sometimes, he would go out of the city and catch beasts or monsters and present them to the police chief.

One day, after slowly winning the hearts of the people, he called the police chief and began a serious conversation.

Scott muttered, his gaze lowered to the floor.

“I had a drink and ended up saying something stupid. I was born a commoner and never got promoted, and I had a dream… As we were having that conversation, I heard the name Chernion.”

“And?”

“I was surprised, of course. I knew that they were a force trying to eradicate the imperial family. But the innkeeper showed up and helped me persuade them.”

It was a city that could not be said to be in good shape. The land was poor for farming, it was not a place frequented by travelers, and it had no special local products.

It wasn’t so bad that they had to go hungry, but they had to do hard labor in the dusty area to make a living.

“… I fell for those words.”

Scott continued speaking in a weary voice, as if he had given up.

“After that, as you know, they started to follow him. Most of the residents quickly converted. They all collected money and bought weapons and grain.”

“When did he leave?”

“It was not long after the person who baptized me and some of my subordinates came. I really don’t know where he went.”

There was no information that was significantly at odds with what the knights knew.

Arthur groaned and scratched his head.

“Was it really that easy to take down an entire city just like that?”

“That’s the human heart. It is infinitely strong, yet infinitely weak,” Richt, a devout believer, nodded and added.

The apprentice knight sat on the only chair, arms crossed, lost in thought.

Scott just glanced at him and watched him closely.

Arendt’s brow furrowed slightly.

‘Who’s behind them?’

Another researcher in place of Count Stadler, and a dragon. It was really annoying that unusual variables kept appearing.

Since the development without dreams or hope was changed one by one through full-fledged improvisation, it was inevitable that the scenario would become distorted.

However, as an actor, it was not pleasant to see settings that were not in the script popping up here and there.

“Is there no other information?”

“No! Really!”

“Say it when I’m still being nice. Squeeze out every last drop of memory. Why did I go through all that trouble?”

Scott, on the verge of bursting into tears, shouted urgently.

“Hey, the name! Right! I remembered it!”

“What? You said you didn’t know at first.”

“I didn’t hear it directly. But I heard that person, the one who came to baptize… calling him that.”

It seemed like he had somehow squeezed out the memory.

Arendt nodded.

“Uh, he was called Crow. I overheard the two of them talking a little bit.”

“Crow?”

Looking at the things he didn’t remember, the name didn’t seem to be mentioned in the “Blue Knight of the Holy Sword”.

“Tsk.”

Arendt glanced at the now completely absent-minded police chief, let out a short sigh, and jumped up from his seat. It didn’t seem like anything would come of asking him any further.

Arthur asked, as expected, liberated in another sense.

“Is it okay?”

“Yes, let’s go. I think this was enough time wasted.”

“Yes? Are you leaving?”

When Scott, who had been blankly staring, asked in surprise, Arendt asked with a smile on his face.

“I have to catch the guy who ran away. Why, are you sad? Is it because you want to spend more time with me?”

“No, that’s not it! That’s not it! Even if you say you’re chasing after him…”

Scott mumbled.

No one knew where Crow had disappeared to, and it was unclear where he would go if he left right away.

Arendt clicked his tongue after reading his thoughts.

“Who do you think is a fool?”

“Yes?”

“The Imperial Knights may be old-fashioned and slow to act, but they are not that incompetent.”

They’ve already received word from Diana and Kendrick that they’ve found his trail. It was faster than Declan, who moved much earlier.

“Don’t say that we’re slow to act.”

“You no longer deny that we are old-fashioned.”

“…”

Richt, who had added a word for no reason and lost, just kept his mouth shut.

Laius also let out a short sigh and approached Scott.

“You have suffered enough, so I will not punish you separately. I have also brought all the money and valuables that he stole to your house, but if anything is missing, contact the Imperial Knights. I will compensate you.”

“Yes…”

“And.”

To Scott, who nodded bewilderedly, Laius left one last warning.

“The video recording will be kept separately as evidence. There will be no next time, so proceed with caution.”

“…”

The police chief froze at those heavy, weighty words.

Laius stared at him with sunken eyes for a while, then turned away.

“Let’s move.”

“Yes!”

Arthur and Richt answered calmly, and Arendt, with his hands deep in his pockets, moved leisurely.

Crow had not yet decided on his next settlement.

He sat in a crowded restaurant, chewing on meat, and closely observed the bustling crowd.

‘Not here either.’

It was difficult to be active in an area with too many residents. The risk of failure was too high, and people were also very cautious recently due to the alert.

In addition, as the activities of the Imperial Knights, led by Laius de Winfried of the Third Knight Order, spread throughout the empire, an atmosphere of hostility toward the Chernion Church was created.

‘The bad guys.’

Pitter-patter, the sound of teeth grinding came out on its own.

He heard a lot about what happened to the city he stayed in.

Things went wrong, and everyone who had been praying with him began to curse Chernion, calling him a fraud and a thief.

‘Even his blessings were of no use.’

Chernion’s name was once again tarnished by their actions.

It was very different from the way the Imperial Knights usually did business, and even more different from the Luce Temple.

The one who led that operation was clearly the troublemaker of the Imperial Knights… the apprentice knight of the Imperial Third Knight Order.

Arendt von Eckhart.

The name was now a curse within the church.

He slowly closed his eyes and opened them, feeling frustrated.

Just then, right in front of him, he felt a presence.

“Is it okay if I join you for a moment?”

Before he knew it, the restaurant was full, and a young man wearing a rough, worn robe sat down across from him without permission.

Of course, his expression wouldn’t collapse to this extent.

He nodded with a slight smile.

“Of course.”

“Thanks.”

The employee brought a drink to the young man, who blurted out the words in a tone that showed no gratitude at all.

The young man emptied his share of alcohol in one go and put his glass down with a bang.

“The world is so dangerous these days.”

“I think so too. Bad things just keep happening.”

Crow, who answered calmly, also moistened his throat with alcohol. Content orıginally comes from novel-fire.net

Their eyes met.

“…”

The young man was staring at him with cold, sunken eyes, unlike his smiling lips. His golden eyes sparkled beneath the robe covering his face.

Crow put down his glass quietly and spat out briefly.

“It seems like you have no intention of hiding your identity.”

“I guess so.”

A light-hearted reply came back, as if the situation was just amusing. At the same time, a dagger flashed like a flash of lightning and flew towards the young man.

Crash!

The blade plunged into the table where the young man’s hand had just been, and Crow immediately pulled out his next weapon and launched an attack.

The sword skimmed past and tore the young man’s hood.

The handsome young man, who had stepped back, threw off his robe without a second thought. His silver hair, which was unusually shiny, was revealed under the dim light of the restaurant.

“Hello? Scammer.”

His smiling face seemed almost mocking.