NOVEL NEXT Chapter 84.2
Stage 3-17. “Become My Knight, Chris Ragnika”
For the first time, I felt the pure desire to kill someone from the depths of my soul.
Kill him, kill him, kill him!
I cannot forgive the man who desecrated Captain Lily’s soul.
This man must die by my hand.
“Not sure what you’re referring to, but yes, there was a woman like you, full of righteousness. Her name was… let me see…”
He paused, then smiled wickedly.
“…Lily Shein Sprite.”
“Don’t you dare speak her name!”
If ranged strikes didn’t work, I would close the distance and sever his head.
Using the table as a springboard, I leaped toward the ceiling, landing behind him.
Then, kicking off the ceiling, I swung my blade downward.
This strange phenomenon had to be magic—there was no other explanation.
Though he supposedly lacked magical aptitude, he had clearly found some way to wield it.
To counter, I used the fundamentals of anti-mage combat, leveraging every angle and space to confuse his targeting.
Lord Ogre’s hypothesis was that skilled mages tended to have weak physical capabilities.
Don’t let rage consume you. Engage in close combat.
Stay calm. This man must die.
“…Impressive moves. Truly remarkable. But it’s futile… ‘Human Shield’.”
Again, without hesitation, the black-clad men threw themselves between me and Androus, taking the brunt of my strike.
Their bisected bodies fell, staining the floor red.
“What do you think human lives are worth?!”
“They’re not human. They’re my tools—my property. Now… ‘Capture her’.”
“……!”
“Sorry! Tempest!”
Like its name, I spun violently, flinging away the black-clad men who had lunged to restrain me.
This wasn’t what I wanted. I didn’t want to cut down innocent people…!
“I’ve been waiting for this moment, Chris Ragnika. Just as you interfered with my plans back then with Lily Shein Sprite—”
He turned toward me, forcing his eyelids wide open with his fingers.
His pitch-black eyes moved unnaturally.
What’s this? What’s he planning to do?!
“You’ve fought many mages, haven’t you? That confidence will be your downfall.”
Ignore his words. They’re meant to cloud my judgment.
If his magic touched me, I’d likely end up like these puppets.
I couldn’t let that happen.
I had to avoid his spell at all costs.
Don’t blink. Observe. Counter. Close the distance and end this—
“…You locked eyes with me, didn’t you?”
In that instant, an indescribable fear surged through me.
My brain screamed warnings.
This was bad. I shouldn’t look at those eyes…!
I tried to avert my gaze, but I was a fraction too late.
“[Brain Blackout]—’Become my knight, Chris Ragnika’.”
In a split second, I felt my consciousness sink into a deep abyss.