I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

Chapter 67 (1)

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The Ru Saad Kingdom, Glumir.

This land, the second largest and wealthiest territory in the kingdom, was ruled by the Demon tribe, specifically the Bloodsucking clan.

The Miro Manor located on the outskirts of Glumir was their base.

A three-story grand manor built in the Imperial style. It was named Miro Manor because the huge garden attached to the manor was designed in the form of a maze.

In fact, it wasnt just the garden.

The manor itself was built with a dark and complex structure, contrary to its appearance.

Even those who had visited the manor several times would get lost if they were not careful for a moment.

Of course, only a very few across the continent knew this fact.

The hooded man sitting across from the Countess Nigriante, the owner of Miro Manor, was one of them.

Have you retrieved the young lamb you lost, my lady?

The man spoke in a calm voice.

A large circle embroidered with gold thread was on his robe.

The symbol of Lou Sola.

But the Countess paid no attention to the pattern.

The Bloodsucking clan had been subjugated to the Empire and the Order for a long time.

In return for cooperating in researching the secrets of immortality and eternal life, they were allowed to prosper in the closest frontier kingdom to the Empire.

The man before her was the one in charge of that part.

Unfortunatelynot yet, Father.

The Countess smiled softly after stating the conclusion first.

It was a smile that would enchant any human, but it did not work on this man she called Father.

But that is why she is becoming an increasingly interesting subject. She will be an experimental body different from the ones so far. Not just because she is a fairy, but because she seems to be tightly bound by her will to live.

So you are saying you need more time.

The Countess smiled even more gently to hide her tension.

This man was a fanatic of Lou Sola.

One who could cover the entire Miro Manor in light if he wished to.

That was also why the Countess did not try to reveal his identity or face.

Sometimes, not knowing was safer.

We recently found the girls trail in Belronde. I sent one of the clans Executioners, so it wont take long.

Fortunately for you, my lady, our plan has encountered a minor disruption.

The Countess did not know exactly who we referred to.

But she was vaguely aware of their plan.

The plan to bring deeper darkness to the frontier, you mean?

A plan for the light to shine even brighter and more brilliantly.

The Countess responded with a smile to the mans correction.

There was an unexpected variable, but nothing will change. The Goddess only gives trials that are unforeseeable but bearable.

I hope it all works out well for you.

As he spoke, the Countess thought that perhaps it was not the fanatic, but Lou Sola herself who was the real lunatic.

For that repulsive Goddess of Light seemed to not care what atrocities her followers committed, as long as they fervently worshipped her.

Otherwise, she would not have bestowed such great divinity upon this priest before her.

It will. I hope the same for you, my lady. I will grant you another six months.

The priest stood up after speaking.

This is the last chance. Next timeyou must prepare a new lamb.

Gladly.

The priest turned his body.

The smile on the Countesss lips disappeared as soon as he left through the door.

Taking out a blood bead filled with the girls blood from the drawer, she murmured

An unexpected variable, huh?

In fact, she knew what variable the priest was referring to.

The Savior of Agellan and the Butcher of Belronde. A mercenary of unknown origin, known only by name.

It was a fact she learned while tracking the trail of that mixed-blood experimental bitch they didnt even want to call one of their clan.

Please, cause more chaos.

So they would have no opportunity to covet the clans precious royal blood.

With sincere wish, the Countess swallowed the blood bead in one gulp.

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My exhaled breath formed a mist.

An expression of relief spread across Ians slumped face on the chair.

It would only be a few more hours before they arrived at the Hearth Temple.

All he had to do was put Lucy and Miguel inside, and this long and arduous quest would finally come to an end.

And right after that, he planned to stop by a nearby village.

He needed to regroup and rest, but unexpectedly, the most urgent need was for a bath.

Because he reeked of a sewer stench.

Seems like Larmut didnt trust Javier after all, Charlotte suddenly blurted out.

Ian moved only his eyes to look up at the back of her head.

Speak clearly.

Knights are waiting ahead.

What?

Ian sat upright, his brow furrowing.

Partway up a hill along the road, a group of men in plate armor huddled around a campfire came into view. Four in total two appeared to be knights, and two seemed to be squires.

How did they know to wait for us here? Miguel asked, instinctively hunching his shoulders upon seeing them.

Charlottes voice followed.

Cant you see the emblem? Theyre the Lightning Knights.

The LightningKnights?

The imperial guard knights of Larmut.

DammitI thought it was all over.

Miguel sighed.

Ians brow furrowed as well.

Larmut must have known that Lucy received RuAnteirs blessing.

So it wouldnt have been difficult for them to predict their destination. As soon as they heard the news, they must have dispatched their elite knights just in case.

They were lying in wait to intercept Lucy before she reached the temple.

I knew they were determined to get their hands on Lucy, but I didnt expect them to be this thorough.

I guess you always get blindsided when you let your guard down

Ian had fought the Lightning Knights before in the game.

They were mid-bosses guarding the maddened, demon-possessed castle.

Unsurprisingly, they were incredibly powerful with complex attack patterns.

Although fewer in number this time, they were sure to be formidable nonetheless.

Especially facing them in our exhausted state.

As Charlotte watched the knights prepare upon spotting the carriage, a smile crept across her face.

The Lightning Knights, how splendid.

Glad to have backup, huh? Miguel scoffed.

Charlotte turned to look at him as if hed said something ridiculous.

You think theyre here to save me?

? You said it was splendid.

I meant itll be a splendid death. Rather than living this wretched existence, dying in battle against them would be far more beautiful.

Theyre among the empires finest warriors. And armed with relics imbued with the essence of the Gray Spire. The outcome is predetermined, but it will be a beautiful battle.

Miguel seemed at a loss for words, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly.

Ian let out a derisive snort.

Who gave her the right to predetermine the outcome?

Thinking about death before even fighting. Did losing your tail make you lose your wild spirit too?

Charlotte whipped her head around, her expression indignant.

My spirit remains unbroken! I merely stated the facts!

Even the mightiest fall when their necks are severed or hearts explode.

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