Don't Come to Wendy's Flower House

Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Don’t come to Buttuwat River in the summer (7)

When the imperial knights arrived at the gate of the palace, part of the gate had already collapsed. Duek Engre’s soldiers who had infiltrated the palace were engaged in fierce fighting with the palace guards. The knights had already destroyed the remnants of the rebels outside the palace.

“Let me leave it to you, Jean.”

“Don’t worry!”

Jean Jacques shouted at Lard’s request and pulled out his sword.

After leaving Jean in charge of the battle outside the gate, Lard quickly led the knights into the palace. Battles were going on everywhere. He cut the rebels blocking him one by one and quickly headed to Kingsbray Palace. There were lots of rebel forces to stop Lard’s group, but they were knocked down.

Lard assigned some of the knights to fight against the rebels and led the elite knights to move forward quickly. Each and every step along the road, there were traces of the battle between the rebels and the knights who defended the Imperial Palace. It was painful to discover their dead colleagues, but they could not slow down.

When the knights reached Kingsbray Palace, they climbed the stairs after jumping off the horses at once. There were red bloodstains on the white marble of the palace. The sound of their swords clashing rang out from within the palace. The knights didn’t hesitate to fight their way into the palace.

Fighting between the knights and the rebels was more intense inside the palace. Lots of knights were killed, and their bodies were everywhere on the floor.

“Your Majesty!!”

When Lard found the emperor holding a sword, protected by the knights, he hurriedly shouted at him. The emperor breathed a sigh of relief when he found Lard. As if all the knights risked their lives to protect the emperor, he seemed safe.

“Captain Schroder!”

Sir Badge Enos, the Lottea of the 2nd Knights, was more than happy to greet him. His hardened face relaxed a bit. As the supporting units led by Badge arrived, the tide began to turn in favor of the knights.

The fighting resumed. Lard, who cut down the enemies, looked at Badge wielding the sword.

As the best knight of the 2nd Imperial Knights group, Badge’s swordsmanship was impeccable. Despite that, many of his fellow knights lost their lives. It was partly because they were outnumbered by the rebels, but some of the rebels were very competent.

Lard struck back at the enemy soldier’s sword and cut him immediately while he was struggling to keep his balance. There was no likelihood that the imperial knights struggled in their fight against the mediocre enemies like this man.

Soon, Lard’s eyes were turned toward the center of the lobby where a group of knights were wielding their swords brilliantly. They were the private knights belonging to Duke Engre.

Among them an unusually familiar guy caught Lard’s eyes.

He was Sir Burleigh, the knight who always escorted the duke. He was also the very man whose strange conversation Wendy heard on the day the palace collapsed.

Lard headed toward the center, watching the trajectory of his sword closely.

As Burleigh’s sword tried to stab the imperial knight’s shoulder, Lard struck back his sword. At Lard’s appearance, Burleigh wasn’t embarrassed and quickly changed his attack as if he was prepared. His sharp eyes were full of murderous intent.

Burleigh’s sword grazed his earlobes, cutting some of his black hair. The sharp sound of him wielding his sword rang in his ears like thunder. His murderous intent made Lard nervous. His swordsmanship was excellent enough to make Lard look tense and nervous.

Lard took a short distance from Burleigh and found his weak spot.

It was surprising that such a skilled swordsman like him stayed beside the duke without any credit. Lard felt sorry for his talent. Under the name of the traitor, his talent would also fade away. But Lard didn’t have to feel compassionate about the bondage Burleigh made for himself. Lard pointed the sword at him sharply.

The two traded blows. The sound of their fight rang loudly as if to silence everyone around. After exchanging several strikes with him, Lard noticed his bad habit. When Lard slacked off a bit, Burleigh also let his guard down, which was reckless bravado. Lard wasn’t a green boy against whom Burleigh could let his guard down.

It was right at the moment when the tide turned in their fighting.

Lard quickly lifted his sword after bending his arm. Burleigh quickly stopped it, but was outpowered. In no time Lard cut through his chin. Blood gushed down his chest. Lard used the momentum to press him until, at last, the silver blade of his sword cut Burleigh’s side. It tore through his leather armor, making him bleed from the deep wound.

“Urgh!”

Burleigh stepped back and retreated from Lard. Staring at Lard with a murderous look, he shouted angrily.

“Let me gladly take your attack, thinking of it as your revenge. I think I can shake off a sense of guilt.”

“… What do you mean? ”

Lard thought that Burleigh’s babbling was intended to make him nervous, but Lard couldn’t ignore what he said. An ominous foreboding flashed through his mind. It was a foreboding that made him more nervous than the sound of his wielding the sword under his earlobes.

“You haven’t heard the news yet?” Burleigh said, frowning, as if he blamed the intelligence failure of the imperial knights. He didn’t need to listen to Burleigh’s slandering.

Lard thrust at him. Burleigh hurriedly lifted his sword to stop it.

The two came close together, pushing back each other’s sword.

“… I felt bad after I killed the woman… I really felt uncomfortable!”

He spoke, pushing back Lard’s sword as hard as he could.

“… I asked you what you meant.” Lard stepped back and asked firmly.

Burleigh was happy to answer with a smile.

“Wendy Waltz. I hear she was your lover. ”

Lard sharply stabbed his abdomen again. Burleigh, who barely countered, stepped back.

Burleigh did not miss Lard’s gray eyes turning cold and frozen.

Watching him become agitated nervously, Burleigh approached and lifted his sword, but Lard easily beat back his sword. Burleigh noticed that Lard was more dynamic and stronger than before. It was the cause of his defeat.

“I asked you what you meant. Tell me exactly what you are talking about!”

In the end, Lard stabbed him fatally. It was the same spot where he was injured a moment ago. Blood came out of his mouth.

“Urgh…If you want to recover her body, go to Buttuwat River… If you’re lucky, you can find it if it has not yet drifted along into the sea yet.”

Burleigh moaned painfully as Lard stabbed him deeply.

“Urgh … Don’t expect the body to be intact. She had a long cut on her back….”

He deliberately taunted Lard. Lard’s eyes trembled. Then, Burleigh pulled a dagger out of his pocket, stabbed it into Lard’s wrist. Lard twisted his hand to avoid his attack, but the dagger cut his forearm. Lard pulled his sword from the man’s side roughly. As the blood gushed from his side, Burleigh tilted his upper body in pain.

Lard kicked his knee to lose his balance, then stabbed him in the shoulder before Burleigh’s knees touched the floor. Ignoring his scream, Lard pushed the sword hard. Burleigh fell on the floor.

Lard pulled the sword from his shoulder in an instant and cut down his back relentlessly.

The leather armor covering Burleigh’s back was split in half along the trajectory of the sword. Burleigh’s beige shirt was quickly stained with red.

He spat out a cough. Even if Lard didn’t kill him right away, he would die gradually. He would die slowly in pain.

The battle came slow for some time. Lard took back his sword and stood before the emperor. His eyes looking at the emperor sank deeply as if he was in a deep abyss.

“Wendy, where is she?” Lard asked.

The emperor could not respond, which prompted Lard’s anger.

“Where is she?” He asked painfully.

Emperor Isaac looked at him with a worried expression.

“…She went missing. Sir Dowain led the knights to search for her, so I expect to hear from him soon!”

“Stop it, Your Majesty. Don’t tell me anymore,” he said with a suppressed voice.

Lard was furious with the emperor who didn’t know her whereabouts.

No, it was not his anger at the emperor, but about everything before his eyes.

He calmed down to control his anger, but it was not easy.