The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

20. The day I don’t want to go back

20.

A butterfly flapping its wings in the air, this year’s first snow announcing the start of winter, and a mother’s hand embracing her child.

The moment they saw that situation, these were scenes that came to mind in the heads of the drow. It was a gesture so gentle, so gentle, so benevolent. Celia embraces her divine power as if possessed by the saintess’ hand gesture, which even feels peaceful, in perfect contrast to the ‘eternal death’ of the living death that just happened, and even the irrationality of the clergy and the undead being together. I looked up to be hugged.

The saintess’ soft hand caressed the air. In keeping with that movement, her divine power, which took the form of a huge beheading sword, cautiously rippled and spread like a baby bird releasing its first wings into the air. Gold is embroidered in the air.

Ezernel, like the other Drows, was the first to come to his senses, befitting his position as the leader of the Drows, who had been watching the golden light evoke itself as if possessed. She shouted at the man next to her in a shrill voice.

“What are you doing! Kelk Road! Take it away right now!”

Kelrod hurriedly came to his senses at the sharp sound. With his stigma shining madly, he stretched out his hand toward the divine power that embroidered the air… Nothing happened.

“… Can’t go… No….”

“What?”

“It’s out of control!! Damn it! It means that the divine power is out of my control!!”

“What bullshit… ! So, that girl is at the level of an archbishop? “

Chaeeng-!

“… Hey?”

It was her mistake. Rather than telling Kelklord to take control of her divine power, she should have ordered her own minions attached to that strange woman who usurped control of her divine power at will to slit her throat right away. Did.

She realized her mistake only after her divine power, which had already embroidered the air, turned into sharp awls and broke the chains of letters. All the demons’ eyes were focused there.

The living death raised itself.

“Lek-C-L-!”

Zernel screamed the name of the demon man who was holding her saintess hostage in a voice close to screaming.

Lexiel barely came to her senses when she heard the sound of chains breaking. She lifted her head and looked in front of her at the sound that called her. As she strains her hand so she can wield the dirk. In the next moment, his world turned upside down. Lexiel couldn’t figure out where to swing Dirk in a world that was spinning randomly.

“Damn it!”

Jernel let out a moan as she looked at Lexiel, who had been turned upside down and slammed into the wall of her common room. She shouted harshly.

“Krasiul! Elferd! Rahican! Helenia! Berka-!”

The priests whose names were called immediately realized the meaning. The divine powers that emerged from the stigma flew through the air like arrows. Five arrows of light cut through the air leaving scars.

When the arrows of light were shot into the air, it was just when the hymn that Kelkrod had memorized was over. With one gesture of his hand, the divine power wriggling with a huge light aimed at the body of the undead. The sharpened javelin of light devours the remains of the arrows and leaps into the air.

Zerpied, who had thrown a demon holding Esilia hostage into the wall with a single punch, gnashed his teeth as he saw the divine lights rushing at him to eat him. The Death Knight quickly glanced around. Her own shield and spear were farther than Esilia’s.

Even if it was possible to reach there, it would be impossible to retrieve the weapons placed in different places at the same time. Even if that was possible, there was no way that the shield could stop the divine javelins and arrows chasing with terrifying momentum. Because the shield and the spear are also parts of oneself. In the end, he roughly wrapped the saintess with his cloak and blocked her saintess with her body.

Unfortunately, his actions were of no avail.

For a moment, he felt like the demons who saw Kelkrod’s decapitating sword flying into the saintess’ arms. Esilia lightly reached out her hand and in an instant drew her javelin forward from behind her. The javelin that was pulled forward, no, the holy power that was a javelin had changed into a wide film. The arrows of light rushing through the wide screen were absorbed and disappeared.

After completing its task, the light cast melted into the void.

Zerpied looked at the saintess with surprise. Sensing his gaze, Ecilia smiled brightly. Her body was shaking violently, but her eyes were determined. She brought her trembling body to the escort knight, and the saintess leaned against her and spoke in a small whisper.

“It’s not just the name that makes me a saint.”

Zer Pied quickly nodded his head. He murmured in a whisper.

“How far can you control the divine power?”

“Even what you can see.”

“Okay, let’s keep it out of sight as much as possible. Then I’ll leave it to you.”

At the same time, Ezernel’s command rang in the cavity.

“Kill that bitch first!”

The demons standing on the unit kick out the air and jump. Just as a stigma is engraved on priests who believe in the Holy Ghost, reddish bloodstains, the mark of demons, burn viciously like tattoos on their bodies.

The demon’s blessing rises from the bloodstains. Blood vessels form in the muscles, and nails become sharp. The smoky magic that swayed from the bloodstains took the shape of a fully fledged wing. The Drow spread their wings and rushed towards the Death Knight and the saint.

It did not take long to grasp the situation and put it into action. Holding the saintess tightly, he flung his body into the place where his shield was. The demon guarding the shield swung the dirk with a loud cry. It was a truly courageous, demon-like act.

Like the fragments of a dagger that were broken into small pieces and scattered beautifully into the air, the last image of the demon woman running toward the 4.5 Cubit iron ingot was the same. Taking his eyes off the demon’s body that was flying behind him while scattering blood and flesh, Zerfied hid the saintess behind the kite shield.

-Qua Gaga Gak!

The Death Knight lowered her body as if she were going to lie down so that her saintess would not get hurt. The sound of hundreds of demons attacking after seeing only one living death was truly terrifying. Reddish demonic energy shimmered and nestled in the weapons possessed by the demons. The blades scattering red light hit the Death Knight’s armor and let out a wild roar.

Sparks fly wildly and flashes of light flash. Every time the weapon, which had been strengthened to the limit with Magi, brushed the ground, the hard floor cracked and tore in places as if it were made of thin fabric. Hearing that terrifying sound, Esilia trembled in the arms of the escort knight.

The sight of acrid dust swallowing the air ravenously proved how powerful the previous attacks were, but there was not a single scratch on the Death Knight’s armor. The drow who attacked first glanced at their teething weapons in dismay.

And at the same time feeling annoyed, he flew up into the air for the follow-up attackers behind him. After all, hundreds of his own people were aiming for the Death Knight. There are hundreds of draws that have been strengthened by magic and can tear iron armor like paper with their bare hands. Furthermore, living death is a state in which movement is restricted to protect the little woman. Victory was still on this side.

And that was the moment Death Knight was aiming for.

Of course, even if hundreds attacked, only a few dozen could completely surround the 4.5 Cubit Death Knight. Inevitably, others have no choice but to wait behind, and there is always a short time between those who attacked first and those preparing for the follow-up. The moment the demons surrounding them dispersed was enough time for the Death Knight.

4.5 Cubit iron ingots rushed towards dozens of demons. It was the same situation as before. Scattering blood and flesh and bodies bouncing into the air. The only difference would be that the number was amplified to dozens, unlike before.

The Death Knight rushed in the direction of the Partizan and reached out to that place. Thinking it was an exquisite moment, he raised his hand before reaching the Partisan, blocking the attack coming down on him.

-Kaang!

Fist-to-fist collisions echoed through the cavity.

Ezernel, who spread his wings and flew out of the air, bit his lip and said, trying not to let his fist throb even more than expected from the Death Knight.

“Is it because it is a lump of iron? Are you slower than you thought?”

“I wish I was well versed in running.”

“… Under!”

Snorting at the nonsensical joke, Ezer Nell pulled up the demon that was wrapped around him even more. A red light shines from the body, which was not raised immediately, but was raised to the limit over time. Ezernel, feeling his blood boiling, quickly unleashed a series of blows. As long as one side protects the woman with a shield, the living death can only block itself with one arm.

The attack that it spewed out as if it were shooting rapidly while floating in the air with its wings was sharp. The right fist and the right fist collided with each other. Hit his left fist on his side. He kicked his knee in his abdomen and struck his foot in his chest.

-Kaga gaga river!

The demons groaned as they watched her attack, which seemed to have amplified the afterimage dozens of times. If they clumsily intervene in an attack that is difficult to follow, they will be the ones who get caught up in the opposite. It was difficult to compare the strength of the demigods with those who simply received divine protection. However, seeing her rapid attack, her demons felt more and more embarrassed.

Death Knight was just responding to attacks that he couldn’t block. Each time her armor was struck, it was on her side that her pain piled up. Ezernel bit his lip at that fact. A drop of red blood falls from his crimson lips.

Still, it didn’t matter. Even if her attacks don’t work, she’s just buying time anyway. She grinned even as she frowned in her pain.

She folded her wings that were spreading all over her left and right once and soared slightly above her. The Death Knight had to capture the feast of light that filled his field of vision. A beam of light the size of his body slid over him, filling her vision. Ezernel couldn’t stop raising the corners of his mouth. It would be difficult for him to react in such a short time. Finally, she will be able to witness the immortality of living death.

And when her feast of lights was over, she caught sight of the death knight standing upright and a little woman reaching out her hand from behind her shield.

…… Why not perish? It is 1,000 years. I waited 1,000 years… ! After waiting 1,000 years, I barely got a chance to make it disappear… ! You have to give up this, this for that little girl?!

She couldn’t believe it. Ezerel let out a roar like a scream and rushed at the Death Knight and her saintess.

“This fucking undead – ! Get some sleep – !”

The magic that was wrapped around her body bounced off her like lightning. With a grotesque sound, bloody feet and sinews rose from her body with a crunching sound. And, on her right arm… A red flame flicked down her tongue. Her ravenous flame slowly consumed her. Seeing this, Kelrod exclaimed in a voice full of astonishment. Similar sounds roar everywhere.

“Chief, you crazy bitch! Are you going to completely dedicate yourself to Bazarak?! Are you going to die by burning?”

“If you can annihilate this undead bastard, is your life worth it?!”

It spreads its wings of flame, swings its fist of flame, and drives its claws made of flame into the armor. Smoke rose from where it gently touched. Ecilia was speechless as she opened her mouth at the surreal scene. The Death Knight said while pushing her saintess further into her shield.

“Listen to the priest, Ezerniiel. The demon of red flame won’t stop until it completely eats up your body. You can burn everything on earth, but at the end of it, you will be the only one who is burned with pain. It’s not too late even now. Stop offering you as a burnt offering.”

“Shut up! You killed! You killed it! You betrayed us!”

He reached out his hand, using her whole body to catch her frantically swinging her nails at him. Smoke rises as his palms touch her body. Holding her by the throat, she howled as she slammed his arm with one hand on her own neck. Making eye contact with her, the Death Knight spoke quietly.

“…… Ezerniel Belcardros. Don’t you know Travie, Raziel and Drycar. How they all died.”

The names of his dead people flowed from his lips. Tears of blood flowed and covered her vision. A scene that only she can see flickers. She had to go back to the day she didn’t want to go back to.