Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
‘Death Knight…?’
Lucion struggled to hide his embarrassed expression.
He only knew that it was a special ghost.
— What is a Death Knight?
Latta wagged her tail and asked.
Hyum also showed interest.
Snap!
After Russell snapped his fingers, they saw a black knight wandering around the site, dragging a sword.
Just at glance, they had an ominous appearance that made Lucion not want to come closer.
[See? Death Knights are beings that cover their bodies with armor made out of pitch black Darkness like this. They might have really been knights before they died, or not.]
Lucion followed after Carson while listening to Russell’s explanation.
Even when he tried not to look, his gaze kept being drawn to the Death Knight like a magnet.
[There are usually two ways one can become a Death Knight. One is to die with a deep grudge. The other is to be corrupted. From the looks of it, that one went through both.]
— Ghosts can also be corrupted?
When Latta asked, Russell pointed up at the sky.
[Naturally. In the first place, the ghost has to go to heaven. But there are people who refuse the cycle reincarnation and stay on the ground. Like how stagnant water that rots, those who refuse the cycle of reincarnation cannot help but slowly become corrupted.]
At those words, Lucion suddenly stopped walking and stared at Russell.
‘Then does it mean that master-nim will be corrupted in the future…?’
[I won’t be corrupted, so don’t worry. When I made a contract with you, I requested 20% of your body to solve that completely.]
The corners of Russell’s mouth rose high.
— Genius! Russell is a genius!
Latta smiled widely as she spoke, and Russell straightened up.
[That’s right. Say that again.]
— Russell is a genius!
He looked back and forth between Russell, who asked for one more time, and Latta, who said that again.
“Lucion…?”
When the sound of Lucion’s footsteps stopped, Carson looked back.
“Are you not feeling well?”
“No. I’m just enjoying the sunlight after a long time.”
Lucion hid his surprised expression and said.
“Okay. It’s worth enjoying.”
Carson resumed walking.
[There is one thing that you may be curious about here. Why you, Lucion, never saw a corrupt ghost.]
Russell spoke again.
[The reasons are simple. First of all, the work the priests sometimes do in the name of ‘purification’. They can’t see the ghost, but they can completely get rid of the ghosts.]
Russell’s finger pointed at the Death Knight again.
[And the corrupt ghosts either become Death Knights like this punk, or chose to be annihilated, and usually most of them are annihilated.]
— Then can Lucion dominate that Death Knight by saying ‘Obey me!’?
Latta spoke with a pretty grave voice, as she asked.
[That would be a bit difficult. If I was to rank the ghosts Lucion can see right now, they would be E-rank. They can’t do anything besides collecting information.]
‘The ghosts I dominated until now are just E-rank?’
Lucion was disappointed.
He, who acted pompous a moment ago, became shy, and was even dispirited that he was harassed by the E-ranks at the mansion.
[However, Death Knights are different. Because without voluntarily swearing the oath of loyalty to you, they’re B~A-ranks, so it would take an absurd amount of Darkness for Lucion to dominate them.]
‘But does it mean that I can dominate them anyway?’
Lucion just moved his mouth to ask.
‘What kind of being is a Death Knight?’
[They’re corrupted, but they have the willpower to withstand it, so they’re different from ordinary ghosts and can do several things.]
Russell rubbed his chin.
[First, they’re not restricted to a location. Moreover, assuming they submitted to you, they can use your Darkness to dominate ghosts, command ghosts, and things like that. And they can also body-share.]
— What is ‘body-share’?
Latta blinked as she trotted along.
[It means that the Death Knight can lend their abilities for a moment. It’s a good magic, but while body-sharing, you also share your mind, so…]
Russell suddenly stopped talking.
Lucion also felt goosebumps all over his body.
“Hyung-nim.”
Lucion’s voice was slightly trembling.
“Yeah.”
“Can I look around here?”
“Do so.”
Carson agreed, pleased.
He heard through the report a moment ago that there was nothing around here.
The moment Lucion started to hastily move around, Carson sent a signal to the knights to step back.
Knowing that these days Lucion was more curious and interested in things, he planned to let him be free.
Because all people on this site were them.
“… Master-nim?”
Lucion urgently called out to Russell.
When Russell stopped talking a moment ago, Lucion met eyes with the Death Knight.
At that moment, the Death Knight suddenly approached him.
The appearance of it approaching, dragging a sword, was exactly like the ghosts in horror movies.
— Hihihi! It’s tag! Latta likes tag!
Only Latta was smiling and running around.
“Ah. It’s tag?”
Hyum, who walked quickly following Lucion, spoke up with interest.
“No.”
Lucion fixed his gaze and looked at Russell again.
Russell was staring only at the Death Knight, as if thinking what on earth he should do.
[Lucion, stop for a moment.]
“How can I stop when looking at this?”
[The Death Knight is talking to you right now.]
Russell perked up his ears.
‘What talking? Shouldn’t they at least put down the sword?’
Lucion’s throat was dry.
What kind of person stops when they’re being chased by a scary sword?
“Right now, she is talking about whether she should kill Young Master or not.”
Hyum told him what the Death Knight was saying.
Soon, he made a complicated face.
“I never fought a ghost. Can my fists touch them?”
[Right. I’m curious too.]
The words of the two people didn’t reach Lucion’s ears.
He walked fast, then ran, but the Death Knight kept following.
When he stopped to catch his breath.
‘Crazy…’
Lucion licked his dry lips.
This place was on the outskirts of the central region, but were there no one or two warlocks who saw that Death Knight?
Thinking a bit about the reason why no one dominated her until now, he could understand it.
That bastard was strong.
Extremely so.
‘It’s creepy…’
The Death Knight suddenly stopped.
[Hi.]
The female voice flowed out.
The strangely tilted head was extremely bothering Lucion.
[As expected, you can see me. And I see you.]
She started to slowly draw closer, dragging her sword.
[That means… that means you’re a warlock?]
She extremely happily brushed her fingers against the blade.
[Warlock. Warlock. A warlock has come. Warlock! I hate you. No. I need a warlock. I need one, but I want to kill you. No. I can’t kill you.]
She chuckled as if she had lost her mind, and mumbled to herself whether she needed a warlock or not.
— Come back to your senses, pat!
Where the hell did you come from?
Latta raised her front paw and hit the Death Knight’s foot, just like when waking up Lucion every morning.
“Latta!”
Lucion was startled.
Just when he was about to run at the bastard to save Latta, the Death Knight dropped her sword.
Clang.
[… Keuk.]
Russell’s eyes grew wide.
[Aaack!]
The Death Knight grabbed her helmet and let out a scream of suffering, like a roar.
The dirty Darkness of corruption was being replaced with clear Darkness.
‘It’s the power of a Divine Beast…’
Russell’s fists automatically clenched.
The Divine Beast of Light had the power of regeneration, and the Divine Beast of Darkness, Latta, had the power of purification.
Regeneration and purification.
Wasn’t it the perfect harmony?
“…?”
Lucion also discovered a sudden change in the Death Knight.
At the same time, he felt his Darkness quickly draining up.
“I’ll bring her.”
Together with those words, Hyum picked up Latta into his arms and stepped back.
— Hihihi. Latta did it. Did Latta do well?
Latta smiled faintly, but Lucion was just confused.
“How did you do that?”
— It’s nothing. Latta can do… Heup! Half of Lucion’s Darkness disappeared! Latta, Latta made a mistake!
Latta wiggled in Hyum’s arms, unable to hide her embarrassment.
As the Darkness would fill up again, it didn’t matter if half disappeared.
“Latta. Don’t worry about my Darkness, and tell me what you did.”
— Latta just saw that the Darkness was pitiful, so Latta punched it like Lucion, saying to come back to your senses. That’s really all.
‘Is that the power of a Divine Beast…?’
Lucion pressed Latta’s forehead, who was checking his expression, and then examined the Death Knight.
The Darkness shaking around her settled down.
The black armor was the same as before, but the rusty black became clear, and her atmosphere became calm.
[I was rude.]
She punched her chest with one arm, and lightly bowed.
[I showed a sight that a knight shouldn’t show.]
After calmly expressing her embarrassment, she picked up the fallen sword.
[Is Lord a warlock?]
The Death Knight turned her head as if examining Russell, and then looked at Lucion again.
“If I am?”
Lucion replied.
[Did Lord come to this place to also use those pitiful people?]
Her tone wasn’t very pretty.
On the subject of being chased willy-nilly, Lucion’s face crumpled.
“You’re the bastard who chased me first, so what nonsense are you talking about?”
[That was rude of me. But for what reason did Lord come here?]
At her question, Lucion pointed at the ground.
“This is my land.”
[… that can’t be. Didn’t I kill all of the warlocks the Pizzat bastards brought? Are you the only one left?]
“Don’t put me with those trash. I’m Cronia.”
[Cronia…?]
The Death Knight slowly thought, like tracing back her memory.
[That bastard is currently holding a grudge against the Pizzat family.]
Lucion recalled what Russell said and the way to become a Death Knight.
‘Master-nim surely said that Death Knights either hold a grudge or are corrupted. He said that she seems to have both, right?’
[So what business do you have with my disciple?]
Russell crossed his arms and approached the Death Knight.
[…?]
The Death Knight seemed to stare at Russell and slightly tilted her head.
[You… are a strange person.]
[Speak your business. If you don’t have business, leave this place right now. You have no need to be tied down like other ghosts, right?]
[I have business.]
“I destroyed the Pizzat family.”
Before the Death Knight could speak up, Lucion pointed to himself.
‘Is there a need to dominate with magic?’
A moment ago, that Death Knight addressed herself as a knight.
He knew that in general, even if a knight became a ghost, they wouldn’t be able to abandon some of their habits.
Nonsensical justice.
High pride.
So they had a strange habit that if they had a debt of gratitude, they had to repay it.
Of course, not all knights were like this, but it was worth a shot.
“If you had ears, you would probably hear that the Pizzat family was destroyed, right?”
Lucion spoke up.
Generally, bad rumors spread faster than any other.
[Yeah. I have ears so I couldn’t help but hear.]
At that moment, strength entered the hand of the Death Knight holding the sword.
[I now know who Lord is.]
‘It’s a preparation stance.’
Hyum kept observing the Death Knight and noticed that movement.
— If you can just read the enemy’s preparation stances, you will be able to get a step ahead of the enemy. As your dynamic vision is good, it will be easy for you to learn. So watch it and memorize.
According to Carson’s command, he observed the knights’ training in his spare moments, and memorized the preparation stance before someone slashed their blade.
[Saint Lucion Cronia!]
The sword swung by the Death Knight headed for Lucion fast.
But the tip of that sword was grabbed by Hyum.
Lucion raised the corners of his lips.
It wasn’t that he stayed still because he didn’t know.
The moment the knight moved, the Darkness tried to come out on its own, but he deliberately suppressed it.
‘He only watched the knights’ training, but the reaction was so fast? Amazing.’
Hyum moved beyond his expectations.
“… Wow. I can touch ghosts.”
Hyum looked at the blade he was holding, amazed.
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Translator’s note: I just keep thinking about that poor sword that gets dragged around.
Only one chapter this week, my apologies.
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