Raised in Dungeon

Chapter 51 51 : The Traitor

?Harald's arma carcerum can spread thorns or stick out swords from every part of its blade when it goes on a rampage. Harald's armacar used to be a lazy hedgehog who lived on the 7th floor of the dungeon. This hedgehog had small spines, but when it felt threatened, it would puff up and grow, making its spines bigger and longer so they could pierce everything outside. When it meets a predator, it usually lets itself be eaten and then changes inside the predator's body to kill them.

And that weapon now pierced Theobauld's neck, and the thorns grew, "spreading and blooming" as the sword was inside his neck.

As a result, his body separated from his head, while his head split into five pieces.

"Master Theo!!!"

Allen, who saw Theobauld's head torn apart, somehow became angry.

"Theo... Theo's dead!" said Allen with a gasp, clutching his chest tightly.

He didn't like humans, and he also didn't like Theobauld. But why, why did he feel overwhelming anger inside him?

"Is my job finally done, Mr. Ottar? I don't really like killing people; I don't want to kill more people," Harald said, clasping his hands and praying for Theobauld.

"I am very sorry, your highness; as long as the Earl is alive, we must find her and kill her. How about you just follow me and protect me when I search for her inside, Then I will kill the Earl when we have found her."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ottar. I'll kill him; you'd better retreat first. There are those behind who can use healing amnis. Recover the wound on your hand first."

"I'd like to do it, but that kid probably won't let us."

When Harald saw Allen, Allen already looked different. His scarf was fused back to his body, just like before.

"What form is that?!" said Harald, confused.

"I also don't understand. His armacar could be fused with his body like that. I wonder what material he used to make that armacar. What kind of monster can do that?"

Harald stepped back, then prepared to put his sword into his hand again.

"Whatever it is, after he dies, we can take it and research it at the academy."

"AAAAAAAH!" Allen immediately ran towards Harald. Then he jumped towards him, who was on the other side near Theobauld's corpse.

Harald thrust his sword into his palm.

Then, a sword came out of Theobauld's body, piercing the body of Allen, who was about to jump over his corpse to attack Harald.

Harald's god blessing only allowed him to use the blood portal once. When Harald moved the sword and pulled it back out, the mana in the blood was gone, so it could no longer be used as a portal. So, Harald couldn't use the same portal that Harald set up when he shook hands with Theobauld.

Harald was a vigilant person; the blood was a checkpoint for him. So every time he moved, he would smear his blood somewhere. That's why a sword could come suddenly from below when Allen was about to attack Harald.

"What?!"

The sword pierced Allen's body, but it didn't enter; Allen's scarf held Harald's sword so that it didn't pierce all of Allen's body.

Allen's scarf kept holding the sword, while Allen broke free from the sword, then ran forward to attack Harald.

Because Allen's scarf held his sword, Harald could not draw it. So he couldn't protect himself from Allen's attack.

But when Allen was about to attack him, Harald jumped back slightly while covering his body with his right hand. As a result, Harald's right hand was in severe bleeding, but he did that on purpose; he splashed his blood on Allen. Harald's blood is now scattered on Allen's scarf

"Dai Abare, Celare." Harald used it to untie his sword from Allen's scarf.

As it came loose, he launched a powerful attack that focused on Allen's weapon, causing Allen's hand to bounce to the side. On that occasion, he once again put his sword into his palm.

"!!!"

But nothing happened; the sword could not even pierce his hand.

The blood was already scattered on Allen's scarf, but the sword did not come out there.

Once again, Harald used it; this time, he focused on the blood on Allen's leg, and the sword could come out from there. As a result, Allen's leg was stuck.

'The weapon or the scarf is probably not a hard object with mass. Maybe a shadow. If that's the case, then there's no way my god's blessing can work when he uses that scarf.'

"What do you think, your highness? About his armacar," asked Ottar, who was now doing his treatment to close his wound.

"It can't be armacar. Armacar is just a weapon forged with the bones and souls of monsters, so it can only have one special ability related to the characteristics of monsters. As for him, he can fuse with the scarf and turn it into a weapon, and the scarf protects him like it is alive."

"Life? Your highness, so you mean..."

"Right, it's probably the same weapon my brothers, Eldritch and Leofric, have. A weapon with a soul that can only be obtained after completing the dungeon, Adfeqtus Reliqua."

"That should be impossible; which dungeon did he complete? Is it a dungeon outside the kingdom? But even so, how could a child as small as him complete it."

"There's no point in overthinking it."

Harald actually has his assumption, but he chooses to keep quiet; he doesn't willing to say that to Ottar

I heard Leofric bring and hide a child from Barkaley's land into Earl's territory. When I heard about the Norttish in the Earl's land, I assumed it was the Norttish kid that Leofric was trying to hide. But after seeing this boy, maybe Leofric is hiding this kid, not the Norttish. After all, there's no way Leofric could have only finished the first floor of the dungeon. Something must have happened inside that dungeon."

Allen, who had escaped from Harald's sword, was now unable to use his left leg properly. So he had to rely on his scarf to substitute for his leg speed.

"Your highness, get ready; he's going to attack again!"

Harald then dripped his blood on the ground to be prepared when Allen attacked him.

Using his scarf, Allen wrapped the tree near Harald, then pulled his body closer to Harald.

'Damn! He can use that scarf like that too?!'

Harald prepared to dodge with his sword. But just as Allen was about to approach him, Allen threw his blade at Harald first, and it pierced Harald's left eye.

"DIE!!!"

'Huh? Am I going to die?' thought Harald, who could not immediately maintain his position.

Allen swooped towards Harald, and thrusting his blade into Harald's head.

-THRUST

But when Allen got closer to Harald, Harald's sword came out from the blood in his eyes.

It pierced Allen's left hand, then...

"Dai Abare: Celare."

Harald's sword's thorn bloomed, breaking Allen's left hand.

"AAAAARGH!!!"

Allen stumbled backwards, holding his sore shoulder. The blood didn't stop coming out of his hand.

"This kid is already over," Ottar said.

But of course, he was wrong; Allen's scarf was wrapped around his shoulder to stop the bleeding.

"Don't joke; that scarf can do everything, huh?"

Allen was panting; he could only bend over in pain. He had already used his parallel mind twice by fusing with Reig. Running out of stamina and losing his strength.

It was no different with Harald. Harald couldn't move much because of the wound in his eye. He had also used his god's blessing many times as well as his rampage armacar.

The Wolverlope's soldiers' battle was not over; everyone had started to lose stamina. Meanwhile, the kingdom's soldiers' reinforcements brought by Harald began to arrive.

Amidst the despair, the soldiers heard a familiar voice from behind them.

"Theobauld!" she shouted.

Isabelle came out of the house wearing nothing but her pajamas. The maids were all holding swords.

"ISABELLE! DON'T COME HERE!" shouted Allen.

"Lady! Run away from here immediately!"

"It's not safe here! Run! quick!"

But Isabelle didn't listen to him; accompanied by the other maids, she approached Allen.

Then

When she arrived, she saw a body whose posture was familiar lying on the ground.

Although the head was gone, Isabelle knew who it was.

"Theobauld?" muttered Isabelle with a depressed look on her face.

Then she looked elsewhere,

There was Ottar, who was injured

Then Allen, who lost his hand

Plus...

"Prince Harald?" said Isabelle.

"Auntie Isabelle..."

Seeing Harald wearing black clothes and knowing that he had come here, Isabelle immediately knew that Harald was one of the members of the royal shadow army. And the fact that the shadowy members had come to the residence confirmed that she could no longer run anywhere. Moreover, Theobauld died, Allen was in pain, and Illska fainted.

Isabelle found it hard to breathe because of all the information that kept coming into her head. She suddenly had watery eyes and cold sweat pouring down her body. She tried to calm down for a few seconds, and then she came to one conclusion.

'The only thing I can do right now is...'

Isabelle walked over to Harald. Harald just stood still, looking at Isabelle, who walked up to him. There was no lust to kill in it, and Isabelle's face at that moment made Harald wonder what his aunt wanted.

When she was near Harald, Isabelle immediately hugged him.

"You've grown up, Lil Harald," Isabelle said.

Harald always played with Isabelle as a child. But because he rarely appeared in public, Isabelle never saw him again. So when she saw Harald, she hugged him, just like when Harald was little.

"Auntie, why did you betray the kingdom?" asked Harald.

"I have my problems too..." Isabelle replied.

Then Isabelle released her embrace and began prostrating herself in front of Harald.

"Lil Harald, I know you are not a killer, so can you let all my people go? I will surrender myself," said Isabelle.

The maids and all of the fighting soldiers immediately ran toward her.

Just as they wanted to shout, "Lady, what are you thinking?!" Allen yelled at Isabelle first.

"ISABELLE! ARE YOU STUPID?!"

Allen's shout made all the maids and soldiers fall silent.

"Theo sacrificed himself so you could run away, and now you give up?! Then what was the point of Theo's sacrifice?!"

Isabelle sat up, looking at Allen.

"Even so, I won't allow any more casualties. It's all over."

"Isabelle..."

Allen didn't have much to say. When Isabelle looked at him, her eyes were almost the same as those of his mother in his dream. The eyes of a person who is willing to make a sacrifice and of a person who is ready to die.

Harald, who sympathized with his aunt, reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, Aunti-"

"Of course, you can't."

Suddenly another man came from outside

He wore a black robe covering his entire body, just like Harald. The man then took off his hoodie. From his heavy voice, everyone had guessed his age to be around 40. His thick red hair was slicked back, and his black eyes looked sharp. On his back, he carried a large sword that was almost as big as his body,

"Captain!" called Harald.

"I am disappointed, your highness. I have ordered you not to show your face, but it seems that even such a small thing cannot be obeyed."

"Forgive me; I promise this will be the last time I disobey an order."

"You'd better be."

The man's aura was tense; his gaze alone made Isabelle shiver and want to run away. But right now, she couldn't. She had something she had to do.

The man was now standing in front of the kneeling Isabelle, looking at her with a face of great hatred.

"Again, a noble betrayed the kingdom. Shame on you; can't you protect the title your ancestors gave you?"

Isabelle couldn't answer him.

"According to Wildenhall Kingdom's criminal code, people who hide the Norttish must be killed, and the same goes for those who help them. Even if you bow down and ask us to let go of your people, we will not stop killing them as long as they remain loyal to you," the man continued.

Then the man looked behind Isabelle at the maids, who looked amateurish holding weapons, then at the soldiers who were seriously wounded but were still standing.

"And it seems that none of them intends to leave you. I hereby decide to kill them all!"

Isabelle immediately cut off his words,

"They probably won't leave me since they are my proud slaves, but..."

Isabelle then took out a light sword from her hand.

"Mr Captain, this is my god's blessing; I can make everyone who agrees to the contract to become my slave. Then there's one rule from my god's blessing that I haven't told them about.

That is...

One definite request that my slaves will not be able to refuse.

I will ensure that all of them surrender and serve the kingdom."

"LADY!"

"I DON'T ACCEPT THIS!"

"DON'T DO IT!"

"WE WILL DIE HERE!"

The man looked at them admiringly; such incredible loyalty could only be given to an honest person. For that man, Isabelle could be lying. But when he saw Isabelle's subordinate loyalty, he decided to agree.

"Alright, but with some conditions. Even if they surrender, they must be locked up in prison for a month for rehabilitation, after which they can be free."

"Thank you, sir."

Isabelle held her light sword. Then she pointed it closer to her chest.

The moment it pierced her chest, she could give the order for her slaves to surrender.

The slaves gathered behind her and repeatedly shouted at Isabelle, but Isabelle covered her ears, not literally covered, but she chose not to hear them.

"I have no more regrets,"

Then when Isabelle was about to thrust it into his chest.

Someone held back Isabelle's hand.

"!!!"

It was Iskaria. She was both crying and angry at the sight of Isabelle.

"I won't let you die!" Iskaria shouted.

Iskaria then looked at Allen.

"HEY, THERE, BOY! YOU CAN STILL MOVE, RIGHT?! IF YOU CAN'T, DO SOMETHING! WE'LL ALL ARREST THESE GUYS; GET THE LADY OUT OF HERE!"

Allen nodded. His scarf extended, wrapping around Isabelle's body.

But...

"Dai abare, Retractor."

The large sword that was behind that man was floated to Isabelle.

-THRUST

But the one who was stabbed was not Isabelle but Iskaria, who immediately jumped towards Isabelle.

"The scariest thing about a traitor is a loyal traitor."