A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 256

The position of the saint who was caught in her hypocritical nature was perplexing.

There was no sign of blatant accusation in Marquis Recandro’s eyes or voice, but it was already enough pressure on Muriel.

The awkward atmosphere was criticizing her.

As evidence, the Knights of Grace who had been standing behind to escort Muriel were busy looking to the side in embarrassment.

At that moment, Duke Hispenril, who had been quiet until then, reacted. His heavy body increased its presence simply by raising his upper body.

“Marquis Recandro.”

“Your Excellency, Duke Hispenril.”

“I trust our granddaughter and grandson-in-law. They will surely come back safely and join us.”

Duke Hispenril clenched and unclenched his fists, suppressing his worries with trust.

Marquis Recandro also nodded heavily.

“Then I will believe that too.”

At that time, there was a person who was petty and scornful.

“Hehe, didn’t you hear that the owner of the Holy Sword threw himself into the pit of loneliness? Even if the Pink Saintess doesn’t know, the owner of the Holy Sword must already be dead. I am a great magician, so I know a little about loneliness, but that is a black magic spell that cannot be considered alive even if you survive at the end.......”

“Shut up, anchovy.”

“Shut up, crazy.”

“......These days, middle-aged people lack manners toward their elders.”

When Morifis was fiddling with his leather choker and pretending to be sad,

Muriel suddenly asked as if she had remembered something.

“But where did the owner of the Night Eagle go? He seemed to have been by your side just now?”

“I am stepping on your shadow, Saint Muriel.”

“......!”

Indeed, the master of the best assassin group, the Night Eagle Guild, was not a vain claim.

A masked man with dark brown hair appeared with a sound. I couldn’t see his face, but his low voice sounded surprisingly young.

Sreung.

Romina Recandro, who instinctively prepared to attack, lowered her sword again and warned in a low voice.

“Everyone is on edge. Please be careful of the sound so as not to cause any misunderstandings, Fligel Knight.”

“I will be careful later, Your Majesty the Marquis.”

In reality, Fligel was being careful enough.

That was why he didn’t appear behind the two Auror Masters and instead stepped on Muriel and Morifis’ shadows.

Prince Hispenril met Fligel’s bright yellow eyes and asked.

“Where have you been in the meantime?”

It wasn’t really an interrogation. They had just met for the first time today, but they would soon have to fight a fierce battle together.

The act of exchanging a few words of everyday conversation right before a battle surprisingly helped a lot in fighting together.

“I came here to watch for a while because my beloved disciple was nearby.”

“Just watching? Without saying hello?”

“Yes. Because of the nature of my job, it’s easy to do one-sided spying and information gathering.”

“Hmm, I see. Did you get some information?”

“It seems like my beloved disciple’s girlfriend has changed.”

“......Girlfriend?”

“Yes.”

The voice was serious and stiff, but somehow the content seemed a bit pointless.

‘Well, as long as my skills are solid, that’s fine.’

King Hispenril, Marquis Recandro, and Muriel thought so.

Meanwhile, Morifis was somehow happy and pretended to be friendly.

“I also like to observe and voyeuristically. I think we’ll get along well.”

“......Yes.”

Before the Demon King’s Battle.

With this conversation, the five strong men of the original work were able to relax and prepare to unite with each other.

Meanwhile, the Silver Citadel Knights, who did not know that Fligel had spied on them, were in a serious mood of worry and anxiety.

“God, please take away the destruction that has fallen upon our heads... and guide the two people wandering in the cold and dark places to the path of light....”

Even in the cold autumn wind, Hilde was absorbed in her prayers. Ash quietly took off his outer garment and put it on her.

Ipheil sighed deeply and spoke gloomily.

“Are Tesilid and Aylet safe?”

“We’re about to fight the Demon King right now, so why worry about others?”

“Hey, Hestio. Aren’t you worried?”

Despite Ipheil’s accusations, Hestio remained confident.

“Illet must have planned everything. She’d probably grab Tesilid by the collar or hair and come out, right?”

“Uh... That might be true?”

“Think about when we went to subdue Anaxia. She knew the entrance to the dungeon, the path, and even the boss strategy. And what about when she arrived at the boss room first and pretended to be the boss and waited for us?”

“Oh, that was really shocking!”

“That’s right. Don’t worry about it. This time too, I’m sure......”

Hestio took a deep breath as if swallowing something stuck in his throat.

“......It’ll be okay. Both of you.”

At that moment, there was a commotion.

It was because someone had disrupted the line of waiting troops and approached the Silver Citadel Knights.

“Your Highness, the Third Prince. This is not a place for you to be!”

“Your Highness, to the palace.”

“Shut up, Sir Cherley, Sir Chez.”

“......Stubborn, unresponsive.”

“Chez, shh.”

The one who followed the Royal Knights of Binchester like a tail was the Third Prince, Regares.

He stopped in front of the Silver Knights and showed his temper by roughly brushing his platinum hair.

He looked at the four knights and spoke to the one he judged to be the highest in rank.

“Vice-Bishop Hilde.”

“Yes? Oh, yes! Your Highness the Prince......!”

“Is it true that my brother sacrificed himself to save the people of the church?”

As expected of a brother complex, Regares was more concerned about his own brother’s safety than the Demon King battle he was facing right now.

Meanwhile, Hilde’s gentle eyes drooped even more when she was asked the question.

“Yes....... I didn’t see it myself, but I heard that from other survivors....... Oh, even though my sister stopped him, he jumped off the cliff on his own.......”

Regares clenched his fist so hard that the bones on the back of his hand stood out white.

“Brother...... Why do you always......!”

“.......”

“Damn......!”

Regares’s head rewinded.

The image of his younger brother pushing me into a hole in the wall and walking towards the fanatics on his own feet to buy time came to mind.

Regares cursed to suppress his painful emotions.

He knew it was an immature way to do it, but he couldn’t help it.

Meanwhile, among the royal knights lined up behind Regares, there were two more familiar faces besides Cherley and Chez.

Prinz and Raywin. Their expressions were clouded with worry about someone other than Tesilid.

Just then, Ligares asked about Aylet’s health. Still unable to control his temper, he spoke in a growling tone.

“But what about sister-in-law? If my brother had done some kind of atonement or something, shouldn’t she have come out safely? But why can’t I see her?”

“Sister.......”

“Would she have come out?”

Someone interrupted Hilde as she was about to answer.

“Priest Hesti?”

Amber eyes showed a look of anger.

Hesti had been worrying for nothing until just a moment ago, but now he had revealed his true feelings.

“With her personality....... With Aylet’s personality, there’s no way she would have left Tesilid behind. That’s why everyone is worried.......”

“.......”

“Who came out safely? How easy it is to say that. If you’re going to call her sister-in-law, you should know something about her...... Woof woof!”

“Hey, hey, Hestio. Why are you suddenly angry? You’re a prince.”

“Ugh! It seems my older brother was worried about Sister Ailet and made a slip of the tongue, Your Majesty.”

While Ipheil and Ash were cleaning up, Regares froze in place. Then, he finally spoke.

“No, I think I made the slip of the tongue.”

“.......”

There was a reason Regares was surprisingly obedient.

Immediately after learning that Tesilid was the lost Prince Reminic, the first thing Queen Labiosa and Regares did was to investigate Tesilid’s actions in detail.

Thanks to this, the mother and son were able to learn in excruciating detail how Tesilid had been treated in the church and what life-or-death experiences he had in the dungeon.

Among them, there were many anecdotes that would have led to horrifying results if it weren't for the help of the Holy Scripture.

In the Toy Mansion.

On the hill where the Sword of the Holy Demon was sealed.

In the /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ sculptor's studio.

At the bottom of Pandora.

In the Inquisition Hall where the Knights of Chanyeong were judged.

In the inner court of the Holy Emperor's Palace where the burnt offering of the harvest festival was held.

In the border area where the Black Swordsman slaughtered the Magic Army.

And in the audience room of Anaxia where the Black Swordsman barged in.

... ... What would have happened if the Holy Scripture hadn't been by Tesilid's side at that time?

With such a strong Holy Scripture, saving someone might seem like a trivial task.

However, according to the report read by Queen Labiosa and Regares, the Holy Scripture has not walked an easy path.

In fact, some of the efforts Shin Sung-kyung made to save Tesilid were so desperate that it would not be an exaggeration to say so. - According to the confession of Knight Commander Chan-young, Shin Sung-kyung jumped down into the valley without hesitation to find the owner of the Holy Sword.

- Immediately after the fierce battle between the Black Swordsmen, Shin Sung-kyung and the owner of the Holy Sword went missing for three hours. According to the report of the search party at the time, suspicious traces were found around the Helkaion Burst Gate. Someone had caused a lot of bleeding, and there were marks of someone else ‘crawling’ there. Judging from the reaction of the remaining divine power, the one who ‘crawled’ was... .... It is said that Tesilid, who had saved him with all his might, threw himself down and sacrificed himself.

In front of her eyes.

What would have happened if Aylet Rodelin had witnessed that scene?

What if he had followed Tesilid down into the pit of solitude like in the bottom dungeon of Pandora?

It was easy. She was just talking about her sister-in-law.

“I...... spoke too easily. I didn’t consider her feelings, or your feelings. I’m sorry, Ha-ne.”

There was a slightly awkward silence. The one who brought this atmosphere up was the knight with light brown hair.

“Youngest prince, you’re being stubborn.”

“......Chez, please be quiet.”

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