Count’s Youngest Son is a Warlock

Chapter 57: Death Knights Follow (3)

‘Knight of death? …So, death knight?’

Lucion tried to hide his absurd look.

He didn’t know anything else, but he knew it was a special ghost.

—What is the death knight?

Ratta asked, wagging her tail.

Hume also showed interest.

Tak!

As Russell snapped his finger, they saw a black knight dragging its sword near the site.

Looking at the ominous appearance, Lucion didn’t want to get close to it.

[Can you see? The one with the dark armor is called the death knight, but there are some who were knights before they died, and there are others who weren’t.]

Lucion followed Carson and listened to Russell’s explanation.

Even if he tried not to look, his gaze continued to be drawn towards the death knight like a magnet.

[There are two ways to become a death knight. One is to die with a deep grudge. The other is to be corrupted. I think that one is a case where both of them overlap.]

—Ghosts get corrupted, too?

When Ratta asked, Russell pointed his finger at the sky.

[Of course. Ghosts are supposed to go to the sky. But there are people who refuse to circulate and stay on the ground. As water gathers, they rot, and they refuse to circulate, so they are bound to degenerate gradually.]

Lucion immediately stopped and looked at Russell.

‘Then the only way left for Teacher is to be corrupted…?’

[I don’t get corrupted, so don’t worry. When I signed a contract with you, I asked for a 20% stake in your body to solve it.]

The corners of Russell’s mouth went up high.

—Genius! Russell is a genius!

As Ratta said with a broad smile, Russell’s shoulders soared.

[Right. Say it one more time.]

—Russell is a genius!

It looked like Russell asking one more time, so Ratta said it again.

“Lucion…?”

Carson looked back when Lucion’s footsteps stopped.

“You’re still not feeling well.”

“No, it’s because I’m glad to see the sun after a long time.”

Lucion said, hiding his surprised expression.

“Yeah. it’s nice to see.”

Carson moved his paused foot.

[I have a question for you here. Lucion, why haven’t you seen a fallen ghost?]

Russell spoke again.

[The reason is simple. First of all, it’s because of the occasional work of the priests under the name of purification. They can’t see ghosts, but they can get rid of them completely.]

Russell’s finger pointed again to the death knight.

[And a fallen ghost, like that one, chooses either to be a death knight or to be extinguished, but most of them die.]

—Then by saying, ‘You will obey me!’, can Lucion dominate the death knight?

Ratta asked in a rather solemn voice.

[That’s a bit hard. The ghosts that Lucion can see right now are E-class. There’s nothing they can do but collect information.]

‘The ghost I’ve dominated so far is only E-class?’

Lucion was shocked.

He was ashamed of himself for a moment, and he was frustrated that he had been suffering from E-class in the mansion.

[But the death knight is different. Unless they voluntarily swear to obey you, they’re B~A class, so Lucion’s darkness isn’t enough to rule right them now.]

‘Are you saying I can dominate them anyway?’

Lucion asked, moving his lips only.

What exactly was the death knight?

[They’re fallen, but they have the mental capacity to endure it, so unlike ordinary ghosts, they can do many things.]

Russell rubbed his chin.

[They’re not bound by the place. Also, on the premise that they obey you, by using your darkness, it is possible to possess ghosts, control ghosts, and many other things.]

—What’s that?

Ratta blinked as she walked.

[It’s the act of temporarily borrowing the power of death knight. It’s good magic, but you share your spirit while you’re possessed…]

Russell suddenly stopped talking.

Lucion also felt his hair standing up all over his body.

“Brother.”

Lucion’s voice trembled slightly.

“Yes.”

“Can I walk around?”

“Go ahead.”

Carson readily agreed.

He’d already heard through a report that there was nothing around.

As soon as Lucion moved somewhere in a hurry, Carson signaled the knights to step aside.

He wanted to let Lucion go free because he knew that his curiosity had increased these days.

They were the only people on this site.

“…Teacher?”

Lucion called Russell in a hurry.

When Russell stopped talking a moment ago, Lucion made eye contact with the death knight.

At that moment, suddenly the death knight approached him.

It was like a ghost from a very scary movie when it drew its sword and approached him.

—It’s tag! Ratta likes to play tag!

Ratta was the only one who laughed.

“Oh, is this hide-and-seek?”

Hume, who was walking fast along with Lucion, opened his mouth with interest.

“No, it’s not.”

Lucion corrected the fact and looked at Russell again.

Russell was only staring at the death knight, he wondered what the hell he was thinking.

[Hold on, Lucion.]

“How can I wait after seeing that?”

[The death knight is talking to you right now.]

Russell pricked up his ears.

‘I don’t care what it’s saying. At least put the sword down.’

Lucion’s throat burned.

Nobody could stop him when he was being chased with a sword.

“He’s talking about whether to kill the Young Master or not.”

Hume told him what the death knight said.

Then, he put on a troubled look.

“I have never fought a ghost. Will my fist touch it?”

[Right. I wonder, too?]

Lucion couldn’t hear the two of them.

He walked and ran quickly until the group was out of the death knight’s way.

He stopped and took a breath.

‘Crazy…’

Lucion licked his dry lips.

Even if this site existed on the outskirts of the central region, wouldn’t a warlock have seen that death knight?

He could see why it wasn’t dominated by anyone until now.

That guy was strong.

It was great, too.

‘It’s creepy…’

The death knight suddenly stopped.

[Hello.]

A woman’s voice came out.

Lucion’s strangely crooked mind was very concerned.

[As expected, you can see me. I see.]

The dragged sword slowly began to come forward.

[That means… That means you’re a warlock?]

She was overjoyed and flicked the blade with her finger.

[He’s a warlock. He’s a warlock. A warlock is here. Warlock! I hate you. No, I need a warlock. I need him, but I want to kill him. No, you can’t kill him.]

As if she had lost her mind, she giggled and argued alone over a warlock that she needed.

—Wake up, yap!

When the hell did she get there?

Ratta raised her front paws and slapped the death knight with her foot just like when she woke Lucion up every morning.

“Ratta!”

Lucion freaked out.

Just as he ran to save Ratta, the death knight dropped her sword.

Crack.

[…Ugh.]

Russell’s eyes grew bigger.

[Ohhhhh!]

The death knight seized her helmet in agony and roared.

Her darkness polluted by corruption was turning into clear darkness.

[‘It is the power of the divine beast…’]

Russell’s fist clenched.

If the Divine Beast of Light had the power of regeneration, the Divine Beast of Darkness Ratta had the power of purification.

Regeneration and purification

It was perfect harmony.

“…?”

Lucion also noticed the sudden change in the death knight.

At the same time, he could feel his darkness escaping quickly.

“I’ll bring her back.”

Hume took Ratta in his arms and stepped back.

—Hehe. Ratta did it. Did Ratta do well?

Ratta laughed, but Lucion was just puzzled.

“How did you do that?”

—It’s just that. Ratta can do it… Hop! Lucion’s darkness is half gone! Ratta, Ratta made a mistake!

Ratta struggled in Hume’s arms, unable to hide her embarrassment.

His darkness would fill up again, so even if half of it disappeared, it wasn’t too bad

“Ratta, don’t mind my darkness and tell me what you did.”

―That darkness seemed pitiful, so Ratta held out her fist just like when she woke up Lucion to calm her down. Really, that’s all.

‘Is it the power of divine beast?’

Lucion pressed Ratta’s forehead and looked at the death knight.

The darkness that had been swaying around her subsided.

The black armor remained, but the rusty sword turned clean and even her mood calmed down.

[Excuse me.]

She struck her chest with one arm and lowered her head lightly.

[I have shown you a form that I shouldn’t show as a knight.]

Expressing her shyness casually, she picked up the fallen sword.

[Are you a warlock, my Lord?]

The death knight turned her head in the direction of Russell and then turned to Lucion.

“So what?”

Lucion replied.

[Did Lord also come here to take advantage of those poor people?]

It didn’t sound very sweet.

Lucion wrinkled his face at the fact that he had been cornered.

“You came after me first. What are you talking about?”

[Pardon me. Then what brings the Lord here?]

At the woman’s question, Lucion pointed to the ground.

“This is my land.”

[…No way. I killed all the warlocks that the Fizat brought, though? Were you left behind?]

“Don’t treat me like those garbages. I’m Cronia.”

[Cronia…?]

The death knight thought slowly as if recounting her memories.

‘She has a grudge against the Fizat family.’

Lucion thought of what Russell said, how to be a death knight.

[So what’s the deal with my disciple?]

Russell crossed his arms and approached the death knight.

[…?]

The death knight stared at Russell and tilted her head slightly.

[You’re… a strange person.]

[Tell me what you need to do. If you don’t have anything to do, then leave. You don’t have to be entangled like any other ghost, do you?]

[I have a purpose.]

“I destroyed the Fizat family.”

Lucion pointed to himself before the death knight spoke.

‘Is it necessary to dominate her by magic?’

A little while ago, the death knight claimed to be a knight with her own mouth.

He knew that any knight couldn’t give up some of their habits even if they became ghosts.

Equal justice.

A high sense of pride.

So they had a strange habit of repaying a favor when they were indebted.

Of course, it didn’t apply to every knight, but it was worth rolling the dice once.

“If you have ears, you’d have heard that the Fizat family was ruined, right?”

Lucion opened his mouth.

A bad rumor spread faster than any other rumor.

[Right. I have ears, so I can’t help but listen.]

At that moment, the death knight, who had grabbed the sword, put strength in her hand.

[Now I know who the Lord is.]

‘It’s a warm-up move.’

Hume kept his eyes on the death knight and read her move.

-If you can read the enemy’s preparatory movements, you can go one step ahead of the enemy. You have a good dynamic vision, so you can easily tell. Look and remember.

At Carson’s order, he had watched the knights train from time to time, so he remembered everyone’s warm-up moves before swinging the sword.

[Saint Lucion Cronia!]

The sword that the death knight wielded quickly headed toward Lucion.

But Hume caught the edge of the sword.

Lucion raised the corners of his mouth.

He stayed still not because he didn’t know about the attack.

As soon as the knight moved, the darkness tried to come out, but he deliberately suppressed it.

‘He’s only seen the training of the knights, but his response is getting faster. That’s great.’

Hume moved more than he expected.

“…Whoa. I was able to touch the ghost.”

Hume looked curiously at the sword he had caught.