Chapter 64
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Chapter 64:
Chapter 64. The Siege of a Lone Warrior (4)Neew updates at novel/bin(.)com
Owen didn’t even hear Isaac’s response.
From his childhood, from the moment he held a sword, he had admired the Holy Grail Knights.
However, he wasn’t skilled enough to enter not just the Paladin order but also the Empire’s knightly orders. He was just a local youth, familiar with the sword and armor passed down from his father.
That was the limit of Owen’s talent.
Until he was tempted by Raela with the promise of being granted the divine powers of a Paladin, receiving immense strength and talent.
Even though he walked a dishonorable path, he still admired the Holy Grail Knights.
His display of respect when he met Isaac was not false.
In fact, he admired this young Holy Grail Knight.
Even though they had become adversaries, he was satisfied to be able to compete on equal footing.
‘But then...’
Owen was busy fending off the constantly invading tentacles. The tentacles were tough and not easily severed, and those that were cut off stuck to his armor like leeches, gnawing and creating holes.
Even the protective black mist around his armor was useless. It felt as if it was being consumed as well.
“This evil...!”
The power he borrowed from the Red Chalice was a dark and terrifying force beyond his understanding. He couldn’t even guess what kind of faith it was. Was it even a faith? Shouldn’t it be called a monster?
A piece of tentacle burrowed into his armor, causing intense pain inside his calf. The tentacle dug into his skin and started to climb up to his thigh. Owen snapped to his senses.
‘I must kill it.’
A firm sense of purpose blossomed in Owen’s mind.
If until now his actions were based on orders, now they were close to a sense of mission.
Owen recalled that Isaac, masquerading as a Paladin of the Codex of Light, was on a noble journey, receiving accolades.
Is that possible? Is it allowed?
Owen imagined what ultimate form this evil being would reveal when it finally received admiration.
‘I must stop it.’
The one standing here was not the Black Knight Owen, controlled by the Red Chalice, but the young boy who had just begun to admire the Holy Grail Knights.
Owen threw himself at the tentacles trying to penetrate his entire body without hesitation.
Isaac’s eyes widened, but Owen, ready to risk his life, struck down with all his might.
Crack!
In that moment, everything went dark before Owen’s eyes.
His sword swung through the air in vain. Owen couldn’t understand what happened, but he could feel blood soaking his face. He rubbed his eyes, thinking blood had gotten into them, but he couldn’t see.
Something wriggled and itched all over his body.
“That was quite brave. Owen.”
The Holy Grail Knight he admired praised him. But Owen couldn’t take pleasure in it.
Owen swung his sword towards the direction of the voice, but he didn’t feel it connect.
Thump, crack, crunch.
He heard sounds like something bursting all over his body, as if boils were rapidly growing and then bursting.
“I’ve filled your body with parasites from beyond. Your shell seems quite tough. But the flesh inside seems soft and normal?”
Parasites? He didn’t know about them. But Owen felt small, worm-like creatures crawling inside his armor and skin.
He then realized he had lost his sight because parasites had crawled up into his eyes and burst out through them.
“Don’t be too disappointed. It would be a waste to k**l you now. Perhaps after some more maturing, you’ll become a useful creature like Zihilrat...”
“Was I a sufficient threat?”
Owen couldn’t move anymore but asked without falling.
“Was I a threatening adversary in your noble journey?”
Isaac pondered before responding.
“Somewhat?”
The red mist quickly enveloped Raela.
A powerful vampiric ability that could dissolve an ordinary person in an instant was activated.
Crack.
But the next moment, Hesabel found her neck grasped by Raela’s hand.
Raela stood there, gripping Hesabel’s neck with a strength that seemed impossible for her slender frame.
“What exactly is it, Hesabel?”
Raela, with twenty fingers sprouting from her right hand, tapped Hesabel’s neck and muttered. Hesabel tried to use her powers, but as expected, all her miracles were immobilized.
“What is it about that Holy Grail Knight that makes you throw away your position, career, and family in the Ducal house? Just fear? Coerced obedience? No, there must be something more.”
Raela peered into Hesabel’s eyes, trying to unearth her intentions. She had never thought Hesabel would surrender.
Allowing Hesabel’s intrusion was to learn the truth about Isaac through her.
Then, Hesabel moved her mouth. Raela slightly loosened her grip on Hesabel’s neck to hear what she was about to say.
However, instead of a voice, something else came from Hesabel’s mouth.
A tentacle pierced through Raela’s eye.
With a crunch, deeply penetrated, Raela momentarily lost control of her body. Hesabel quickly escaped from Raela’s grasp, caught her breath, and reflexively stabbed at where Raela’s heart should be with a dagger she had prepared.
Thrust, thrust, thrust!
In less than a second, Raela’s heart was punctured enough to be tattered. That was it.
‘It’s this easy?’
Hesabel was surprised at how smoothly things had gone.
Isaac had said that just making an attempt on her life would suffice, but Hesabel had no intention of doing a sloppy job.
It was obvious she would be caught by Raela. She knew her miracles would be forbidden. In front of Raela, Hesabel was no different from an ordinary person.
But there was one caveat.
Raela could only retract miracles of the Red Chalice Club’s faith.
Hesabel had used the faith accumulated by Isaac to receive an additional miracle.
The miracle of tentacles.
It was one of the most basic miracles bestowed by the nameless chaos.
Briefly celebrating her success, Hesabel wondered if she should also decapitate Raela. After all, angels don’t die but are temporarily banished.
Then she realized Raela was still standing.
Hesabel looked up at her.
The hole where the tentacle had pierced Raela’s eye seemed abnormally large. Strangely, it felt like the dark hole was staring back at her.
Then, white fingers stretched out from the eye socket. The fingers widened the hole and started to squeeze out.
Seeing this, Hesabel ran without looking back, believing she had done more than what Isaac had asked.
“Isaac, sir!”
Thump, thump-thump, thump-thump-thump!
Hesabel screamed as she ran madly through the corridors. The castle was filled with strange vibrations and noise.
It was as if the entire castle had become a giant beating heart. Now that Raela was assassinated, what was she supposed to do next? Hadn’t Isaac said she would know what to do next?
Then, something hurriedly running from the opposite side of the corridor came into view.
White armor, blond hair.
The Holy Grail Knight she almost revered, Isaac.
She hadn’t expected him to come running so hurriedly to save her, but she was glad to have become such a valued subordinate.
“Lord Isaac, you’ve come to save me!”
“No, I’m being chased too.”
Isaac answered as he ran past Hesabel.
Thump-thump-thump-thump!
Only then did Hesabel realize that the strange vibrations filling the castle were getting closer. And then, she belatedly saw a massive mass of flesh filling the ceiling and floor, charging down the corridor from the other end.
Hesabel then started to run after Isaac.
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Chapter 64:
Chapter 64. The Siege of a Lone Warrior (4)Neew updates at novel/bin(.)com
Owen didn’t even hear Isaac’s response.
From his childhood, from the moment he held a sword, he had admired the Holy Grail Knights.
However, he wasn’t skilled enough to enter not just the Paladin order but also the Empire’s knightly orders. He was just a local youth, familiar with the sword and armor passed down from his father.
That was the limit of Owen’s talent.
Until he was tempted by Raela with the promise of being granted the divine powers of a Paladin, receiving immense strength and talent.
Even though he walked a dishonorable path, he still admired the Holy Grail Knights.
His display of respect when he met Isaac was not false.
In fact, he admired this young Holy Grail Knight.
Even though they had become adversaries, he was satisfied to be able to compete on equal footing.
‘But then...’
Owen was busy fending off the constantly invading tentacles. The tentacles were tough and not easily severed, and those that were cut off stuck to his armor like leeches, gnawing and creating holes.
Even the protective black mist around his armor was useless. It felt as if it was being consumed as well.
“This evil...!”
The power he borrowed from the Red Chalice was a dark and terrifying force beyond his understanding. He couldn’t even guess what kind of faith it was. Was it even a faith? Shouldn’t it be called a monster?
A piece of tentacle burrowed into his armor, causing intense pain inside his calf. The tentacle dug into his skin and started to climb up to his thigh. Owen snapped to his senses.
‘I must kill it.’
A firm sense of purpose blossomed in Owen’s mind.
If until now his actions were based on orders, now they were close to a sense of mission.
Owen recalled that Isaac, masquerading as a Paladin of the Codex of Light, was on a noble journey, receiving accolades.
Is that possible? Is it allowed?
Owen imagined what ultimate form this evil being would reveal when it finally received admiration.
‘I must stop it.’
The one standing here was not the Black Knight Owen, controlled by the Red Chalice, but the young boy who had just begun to admire the Holy Grail Knights.
Owen threw himself at the tentacles trying to penetrate his entire body without hesitation.
Isaac’s eyes widened, but Owen, ready to risk his life, struck down with all his might.
Crack!
In that moment, everything went dark before Owen’s eyes.
His sword swung through the air in vain. Owen couldn’t understand what happened, but he could feel blood soaking his face. He rubbed his eyes, thinking blood had gotten into them, but he couldn’t see.
Something wriggled and itched all over his body.
“That was quite brave. Owen.”
The Holy Grail Knight he admired praised him. But Owen couldn’t take pleasure in it.
Owen swung his sword towards the direction of the voice, but he didn’t feel it connect.
Thump, crack, crunch.
He heard sounds like something bursting all over his body, as if boils were rapidly growing and then bursting.
“I’ve filled your body with parasites from beyond. Your shell seems quite tough. But the flesh inside seems soft and normal?”
Parasites? He didn’t know about them. But Owen felt small, worm-like creatures crawling inside his armor and skin.
He then realized he had lost his sight because parasites had crawled up into his eyes and burst out through them.
“Don’t be too disappointed. It would be a waste to k**l you now. Perhaps after some more maturing, you’ll become a useful creature like Zihilrat...”
“Was I a sufficient threat?”
Owen couldn’t move anymore but asked without falling.
“Was I a threatening adversary in your noble journey?”
Isaac pondered before responding.
“Somewhat?”
The red mist quickly enveloped Raela.
A powerful vampiric ability that could dissolve an ordinary person in an instant was activated.
Crack.
But the next moment, Hesabel found her neck grasped by Raela’s hand.
Raela stood there, gripping Hesabel’s neck with a strength that seemed impossible for her slender frame.
“What exactly is it, Hesabel?”
Raela, with twenty fingers sprouting from her right hand, tapped Hesabel’s neck and muttered. Hesabel tried to use her powers, but as expected, all her miracles were immobilized.
“What is it about that Holy Grail Knight that makes you throw away your position, career, and family in the Ducal house? Just fear? Coerced obedience? No, there must be something more.”
Raela peered into Hesabel’s eyes, trying to unearth her intentions. She had never thought Hesabel would surrender.
Allowing Hesabel’s intrusion was to learn the truth about Isaac through her.
Then, Hesabel moved her mouth. Raela slightly loosened her grip on Hesabel’s neck to hear what she was about to say.
However, instead of a voice, something else came from Hesabel’s mouth.
A tentacle pierced through Raela’s eye.
With a crunch, deeply penetrated, Raela momentarily lost control of her body. Hesabel quickly escaped from Raela’s grasp, caught her breath, and reflexively stabbed at where Raela’s heart should be with a dagger she had prepared.
Thrust, thrust, thrust!
In less than a second, Raela’s heart was punctured enough to be tattered. That was it.
‘It’s this easy?’
Hesabel was surprised at how smoothly things had gone.
Isaac had said that just making an attempt on her life would suffice, but Hesabel had no intention of doing a sloppy job.
It was obvious she would be caught by Raela. She knew her miracles would be forbidden. In front of Raela, Hesabel was no different from an ordinary person.
But there was one caveat.
Raela could only retract miracles of the Red Chalice Club’s faith.
Hesabel had used the faith accumulated by Isaac to receive an additional miracle.
The miracle of tentacles.
It was one of the most basic miracles bestowed by the nameless chaos.
Briefly celebrating her success, Hesabel wondered if she should also decapitate Raela. After all, angels don’t die but are temporarily banished.
Then she realized Raela was still standing.
Hesabel looked up at her.
The hole where the tentacle had pierced Raela’s eye seemed abnormally large. Strangely, it felt like the dark hole was staring back at her.
Then, white fingers stretched out from the eye socket. The fingers widened the hole and started to squeeze out.
Seeing this, Hesabel ran without looking back, believing she had done more than what Isaac had asked.
“Isaac, sir!”
Thump, thump-thump, thump-thump-thump!
Hesabel screamed as she ran madly through the corridors. The castle was filled with strange vibrations and noise.
It was as if the entire castle had become a giant beating heart. Now that Raela was assassinated, what was she supposed to do next? Hadn’t Isaac said she would know what to do next?
Then, something hurriedly running from the opposite side of the corridor came into view.
White armor, blond hair.
The Holy Grail Knight she almost revered, Isaac.
She hadn’t expected him to come running so hurriedly to save her, but she was glad to have become such a valued subordinate.
“Lord Isaac, you’ve come to save me!”
“No, I’m being chased too.”
Isaac answered as he ran past Hesabel.
Thump-thump-thump-thump!
Only then did Hesabel realize that the strange vibrations filling the castle were getting closer. And then, she belatedly saw a massive mass of flesh filling the ceiling and floor, charging down the corridor from the other end.
Hesabel then started to run after Isaac.
Chapter 64:Chapter 64. The Siege of a Lone Warrior 4Neew updates at novel/bin.comOwen didn't even hear Isaac's response.From his childhood, from the moment he held a sword, he had admired the Holy Grail Knights.However, he wasn't skilled enough to enter not just the Paladin order but also the Empire's knightly orders. He was just a local youth, familiar with the sword and armor passed down from his father.That was the limit of Owen's talent.Until he was tempted by Raela with the promise of being granted the divine powers of a Paladin, receiving immense strength and talent.Even though he walked a dishonorable path, he still admired the Holy Grail Knights.His display of respect when he met Isaac was not false.In fact, he admired this young Holy Grail Knight.Even though they had become adversaries, he was satisfied to be able to compete on equal footing.But then...'Owen was busy fending off the constantly invading tentacles. The tentacles were tough and not easily severed, and those that were cut off stuck to his armor like leeches, gnawing and creating holes.Even the protective black mist around his armor was useless. It felt as if it was being consumed as well.This evil...!The power he borrowed from the Red Chalice was a dark and terrifying force beyond his understanding. He couldn't even guess what kind of faith it was. Was it even a faith? Shouldn't it be called a monster?A piece of tentacle burrowed into his armor, causing intense pain inside his calf. The tentacle dug into his skin and started to climb up to his thigh. Owen snapped to his senses.I must kill it.'A firm sense of purpose blossomed in Owen's mind.If until now his actions were based on orders, now they were close to a sense of mission.Owen recalled that Isaac, masquerading as a Paladin of the Codex of Light, was on a noble journey, receiving accolades.Is that possible? Is it allowed?Owen imagined what ultimate form this evil being would reveal when it finally received admiration.I must stop it.'The one standing here was not the Black Knight Owen, controlled by the Red Chalice, but the young boy who had just begun to admire the Holy Grail Knights.Owen threw himself at the tentacles trying to penetrate his entire body without hesitation.Isaac's eyes widened, but Owen, ready to risk his life, struck down with all his might.Crack!In that moment, everything went dark before Owen's eyes.His sword swung through the air in vain. Owen couldn't understand what happened, but he could feel blood soaking his face. He rubbed his eyes, thinking blood had gotten into them, but he couldn't see.Something wriggled and itched all over his body.That was quite brave. Owen.The Holy Grail Knight he admired praised him. But Owen couldn't take pleasure in it.Owen swung his sword towards the direction of the voice, but he didn't feel it connect.Thump, crack, crunch.He heard sounds like something bursting all over his body, as if boils were rapidly growing and then bursting.I've filled your body with parasites from beyond. Your shell seems quite tough. But the flesh inside seems soft and normal?Parasites? He didn't know about them. But Owen felt small, worm-like creatures crawling inside his armor and skin.He then realized he had lost his sight because parasites had crawled up into his eyes and burst out through them.Don't be too disappointed. It would be a waste to k**l you now. Perhaps after some more maturing, you'll become a useful creature like Zihilrat...Was I a sufficient threat?Owen couldn't move anymore but asked without falling.Was I a threatening adversary in your noble journey?Isaac pondered before responding.Somewhat?The red mist quickly enveloped Raela.A powerful vampiric ability that could dissolve an ordinary person in an instant was activated.Crack.But the next moment, Hesabel found her neck grasped by Raela's hand.Raela stood there, gripping Hesabel's neck with a strength that seemed impossible for her slender frame.What exactly is it, Hesabel?Raela, with twenty fingers sprouting from her right hand, tapped Hesabel's neck and muttered. Hesabel tried to use her powers, but as expected, all her miracles were immobilized.What is it about that Holy Grail Knight that makes you throw away your position, career, and family in the Ducal house? Just fear? Coerced obedience? No, there must be something more.Raela peered into Hesabel's eyes, trying to unearth her intentions. She had never thought Hesabel would surrender.Allowing Hesabel's intrusion was to learn the truth about Isaac through her.Then, Hesabel moved her mouth. Raela slightly loosened her grip on Hesabel's neck to hear what she was about to say.However, instead of a voice, something else came from Hesabel's mouth.A tentacle pierced through Raela's eye.With a crunch, deeply penetrated, Raela momentarily lost control of her body. Hesabel quickly escaped from Raela's grasp, caught her breath, and reflexively stabbed at where Raela's heart should be with a dagger she had prepared.Thrust, thrust, thrust!In less than a second, Raela's heart was punctured enough to be tattered. That was it.It's this easy?'Hesabel was surprised at how smoothly things had gone.Isaac had said that just making an attempt on her life would suffice, but Hesabel had no intention of doing a sloppy job.It was obvious she would be caught by Raela. She knew her miracles would be forbidden. In front of Raela, Hesabel was no different from an ordinary person.But there was one caveat.Raela could only retract miracles of the Red Chalice Club's faith.Hesabel had used the faith accumulated by Isaac to receive an additional miracle.The miracle of tentacles.It was one of the most basic miracles bestowed by the nameless chaos.Briefly celebrating her success, Hesabel wondered if she should also decapitate Raela. After all, angels don't die but are temporarily banished.Then she realized Raela was still standing.Hesabel looked up at her.The hole where the tentacle had pierced Raela's eye seemed abnormally large. Strangely, it felt like the dark hole was staring back at her.Then, white fingers stretched out from the eye socket. The fingers widened the hole and started to squeeze out.Seeing this, Hesabel ran without looking back, believing she had done more than what Isaac had asked.Isaac, sir!Thump, thump-thump, thump-thump-thump!Hesabel screamed as she ran madly through the corridors. The castle was filled with strange vibrations and noise.It was as if the entire castle had become a giant beating heart. Now that Raela was assassinated, what was she supposed to do next? Hadn't Isaac said she would know what to do next?Then, something hurriedly running from the opposite side of the corridor came into view.White armor, blond hair.The Holy Grail Knight she almost revered, Isaac.She hadn't expected him to come running so hurriedly to save her, but she was glad to have become such a valued subordinate.Lord Isaac, you've come to save me!No, I'm being chased too.Isaac answered as he ran past Hesabel.Thump-thump-thump-thump!Only then did Hesabel realize that the strange vibrations filling the castle were getting closer. And then, she belatedly saw a massive mass of flesh filling the ceiling and floor, charging down the corridor from the other end.Hesabel then started to run after Isaac.
