CH 81

Duke, Please Repent! chapter 81

19. The Duke and the Black Warrior (3)

Serpence, who came right in front of the black fighter, knelt down on one knee and made eye level with him.

I'll unlock the gag first.

Serpens carefully released the gag from his mouth.

When the foreign body feeling in his mouth disappeared, he said, 'Uh, ah... .' He let out a sound and tried to move his mouth awkwardly.

split as it splits. very dry

It was a dry sound.

"Can you speak?"

"Uh, uh me, really , you this?"

The handcuffs that suppressed his hands were neatly cut by Serpence with divine power, and the water bottle he had brought in advance was held in his hands.

Although he must have been feeling very thirsty, the black fighter didn't open it right away and drink it.

I just stared at him with blank eyes.

'As if nothing in his hand

Like someone who doesn't know what it is... .'

Is it because for a long time all he had in his hands was a weapon that killed people?

It seems very unfamiliar to me that something else is being held in my hand.

ha .

A sigh of relief comes out of nowhere.

Serpens turned to me. Rather than looking at me aloud, the expression seemed to ask for an opinion.

Black fighter still dazed the water bottle

was looking at you

' I can't help it.'

I nodded slightly, and Serpens responded with a small wink.

Again, his gaze turned to the black fighter. Divine power shone on Serpens' delicate, white fingertips, and it touched the black fighter's crude copper-colored forehead.

Overall, I was not in good shape.

The divine power did not stay only on his forehead, but warmly embraced his whole body.

"Do you remember who you are?"

The light faded.

Serpens, who had removed his hand from his forehead, opened the water bottle by hand, held it in his hand again, and asked a question.

The eyes, which had been dazed without focus, regained their luminosity.

He looked at the bottle of water and the serpence in his hand, then took a sip and opened his mouth.

"I was Winston Redford I was a knight in the Kingdom of Bastul, Count Malum , uh

He was able to temporarily calm himself down by the divine power, but his anger seems to have risen again due to the recollected memories.

Heat flared up in his eyes again.

- Bang-!

black fighter... Winston, who was a former student, uttered a swear word, Damn -!!

There was a loud roar, the tiles on the floor shattered, and pieces of stone scattered. Some dogs had red blood on them.

'No matter how much you train, it's a human hand .'

His hands were firm, but he hit the stone floor with his bare hands, which were not even wrapped around him, and there was no way he could survive.

torn, torn apart. Red blood leaked out.

It's fine, Sir Redford. If you're having trouble speaking, you don't have to.

Serpence, who judged that his past and the past of the Black Knight I had informed him coincided with his words and reactions, cut off his words.

After a brief hesitancy, he placed his hand on Winston's fist and again infused with divine power to heal him.

As I did to him, Serpens patted Winston's hand.

'Are you doing this out of sympathy and sympathy, or are you just following me?'

It was difficult to judge.

I read his thoughts specifically

What can be deduced is, in fact, close to inference.

Looking at the subtle changes in his expression, I can only infer that if it was his personality in such a situation, he would think like this.

'Even this is possible because the emotions felt by Serpens are limited and simple... .'

So, it was difficult to read when people were turning their backs like they are now, or when their emotions were a bit complicated.

But whether Serpence is serious or not. Winston can't figure it out

there will be no

It is not " for." The person who sold me here is the master's son. Of course, the master must have noticed that too. Yet, I am still here ! Can you do it!

So shouting, Winston bit his teeth.

With anger and hatred towards those who sold themselves and stood by him. He burned his hostility to the point where his body trembled less.

my skin a few steps away

It felt sharp enough to sting.

A knight is a person who protects the chivalry. You do not have to serve a master to become a knight. Does your chivalry become nothing without the approval of others?

This is not a line I wrote.

I didn't know that the Black Knight would deny that he was a knight, and I did not know in detail about the same thing as a knight before that.

Serpence's improvisation.

that case !

Lord Redford's chivalry.

Is it just a cry of pretense?"

I can't do that! But, but... But... hehehe.

seems to be speechless. He continued muttering, 'But, and shed tears.

As a result of carrying out his chivalry. Thinking that he has reached where he is now, is he regretting himself for being honest?

Maybe it was because he was unfair and resentful that he had sacrificed his allegiance, but that he came back like this as a result.

It was difficult to define it with certainty

all.

If not, it doesn't matter. Even if there is no lord to serve, Sir is still a knight. It is not Sir Redford who has lost his qualifications.

The benevolent and warm voice of Serpens spread through the gloomy and cold containment room.

'Didn't you need a script from the beginning?'

On the subject of whining that he could only make sounds with his mouth... .

As Serpens said, what he says is routine and obvious. The cliché was right.

A very 'normal' story.

'But it's natural. It would be easier to accept.'

It is natural for anyone to hear it.

It's the fault of those who betrayed first, isn't it the fault of the person who was betrayed? It's really natural.

for example .

'If there is a wounded child in front of you,

Is it natural for you to be saved?'

In the first place, it is easy for such a classic story to penetrate people's hearts.

'I didn't make any such calculations, I just said it with my sincerity... .'

If you teach one, you don't know the tenth, but you sit down after analyzing all the processes from one to ten.

'But is there something cheap?'

Swallowing saliva in a sense of tension, the moment I checked Winston's face.

I was able to figure out its identity.

'Serpence was suspenseful... !'

Still, Winston had a deep murderous and vindictive attitude towards them.

To such a person, 'You did nothing wrong, the bad guys betrayed you! Those bastards are absolutely bad guys!'

Winston's eyes blazed with hatred and revenge towards them.

'It's not about fanning a house on fire... .'

'The disqualification is... The back part of ' should not have come out of the mouth.

The angel's comfort became the devil's whisper.

The flow is so smooth that it doesn't feel like a mistranslation even if it is translated because they are not qualified to be masters, but are not qualified to live.

'I know I didn't mean it that way, but... .'

Will Winston accept it that way?

It could have been taken as an impulsive urge to cut their heads off right away and implement justice.

'Who is not the final boss of the original?

look !'

I tried to rescue them before they fell, but they are pushing me down into a deeper abyss.

'Please, a little... ! Let's repent and find the light!!'

If I had the telepathic ability, I would have cried out in Serpens' mind, 'Duke, please do as the script's been made!'

If I had... the power... ...strength, I need it. The power for revenge!

When someone hears, a demon appears and says in his ear, 'Do you want power... ?'

I know that even the question has been whispered.

There is still a long way to a time when demons can send their own thoughts and try to make a pact without the rituals of the worshipers.

Even if it was possible, Serpence would have noticed it right away.

That's all I can tell Sir Redford.

It can't be. Isn't there a script I wrote?

As soon as he finds his freedom when finished here, he invades the Count of Mallum and slaughters as in [Master of the Holy Sword].

will commit

No, the situation was different back then.

He didn't even make a contract with the devil, and was far ahead in time. It's still growing.

Before he could take revenge, he was vainly suppressed, and he might end his life as it is.

'What the hell, someone changed the serpent into a corrupted fence... ?'

I don't know how to deal with this situation.

Please don't do this, I stared at Serpens in the back with all my might

all.

Maybe the god Luxmea recognized my sincerity, and Serpens turned to me. When we make eye contact, he sees a mischievous smile.

'. What is that smile?

Somehow, I felt like I was playing with him to the fullest.

Rather than me. Sir Rivellon standing over there must have more to say to Sir Redford.

Why am I suddenly mentioned here?!

As soon as Serpense finished speaking,

Winston's ferocious eyes turned to me.

Surprised and frowning without realizing it, I frowned as if I had seen something insignificant and moved my gaze to Serpens again.

Although he's not a knight, I think he's as good as him. Not only that, but in some ways he's even more upright.

Once again, Winston's eyes turned to me. Their eyes were full of disbelief.

No, I, the... Duke! I don't know why you suddenly said that!

I don't know why he suddenly deviated from the script and acted in an abrupt manner.

At least he didn't seem impulsive.

I feel like I have some kind of plan.

Because I knew that you understood Sir Redford better than I did, and decided that you could give for it.

The duke rather than me...

You say you want to help, you want to save

Did you write it?

Serpens got up from his seat and came to me.

I know you have a lot of things you want to say. And because of that, you know for yourself that you often make mistakes when you open your mouth driven by emotions. I also know that you are wary of them.

Are you saying that you should not say anything to the feast, think and speak carefully?

If that's what you're worried about, do it yourself. Are you really going to pass it on to me like this?

I couldn't sleep all night. Anguished and worried. Did you not organize your thoughts? That's why I think what you say is more relatable and helpful than mine.

Was it the script for that? ?

He said he didn't know what to say and asked me for help.

This was to prevent me from spitting out suspicious stories again and again while gibbling.

It meant to refine and organize what you were going to say while writing.

I believe.

Serpens smiled.

Just as a superior encourages subordinates, he taps me on the shoulder and pats me on the back.

'no wonder .'

While Winston's wrist cuffs were released, I wondered why he left the ankle shackles or restraints that restrain Aurora... .

In case they run into me, it looks like it was left as a minimum safety device.

I am grateful for such consideration, but the current situation is not at all grateful.