Red Knight Chapter 1

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It was too late to regret.

Vomiting blood, Judith felt those words were absolutely right.

“Excellent.”

There was a man looking down at her.
He was the same as usual.

Black hair and eyes.
A mysterious appearance.

“It’s always neat.”

“Leader Jermel… Keuk…”

Judith vomited blood and it spilled on the golden carpet, but no words came out.
The floor was already soaked with blood from the prince whom she killed a while ago and herself.

“As expected, you’re useful.
I never thought you’d break through that tight security and kill the Imperial Prince so easily…”

The man, Jermel, identified the body of the prince who had just been alive.

“Why…”

Originally, it was her who had to identify the body.

Assassinate the 3rd Prince.
That was the order given to Judith.

She did her job perfectly.
Everything was going well, and she was on the verge of completion.

It would have succeeded if only Jermel had not stabbed her in the back.

“Why attack me… keuk!”

Jermel did not answer her question.
Instead, he was making sure that the prince’s life had ended.

Meanwhile, Judith’s mind became more confused.
Her breathing became more and more painful, and her droopy body trembled.

Her instincts foretold: Death.

“Of course, the assassin of the Prince should be punished.”

“…!”

Her head felt like it was burning with anger.

“It was your order…!”

“It’s you who chose to carry out the order, knight Judith.”

“You… Ugh…”

That was bullshit.
However, her body couldn’t rebut his argument since her hands were getting wet from the dripping blood.

Jermel’s tone was as mellow as a singing poet.
It was the same with his expression.
There was no sarcasm or sympathy for her.

“Your eyes are angry.”

A white light leaked out from Jermel’s hand, which was examining the prince’s body.

Was it magic? She didn’t know.
However, Judith pressed down her wounds to calm the fading spirit.

“There’s no problem.
The assassin dies after killing the Prince.”

“From the beginning, this was your plan…”

Judith regretted it.
She knew it was already too late, but she felt like she was going crazy from the regret.

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She did not accept the assassination mission of the 3rd Prince in the first place.

To assassinate the imperial family was extreme.
No matter how much bounty was promised, she had no intention of giving up her head.

But her judgment was clouded.

On the day he ordered the assassination of the prince, Jermel’s tone was blunt and plain.

It was the same when he ordered the subjugation of beasts or other miscellaneous things.

Jermel was a leader who gave orders that were impossible to do and could not be resolved.
But, if completed, there was always the promised bounty and his congratulatory from the work.

So she believed.

She wasn’t worried in the first place.

History belonged to the winners.
And the winners were on the side of the Black Knights from generation to generation.

The weaker the Black Knight, the better it is for the imperial family.
As always, she thought she would never pay for her blood.

But what came back was a sword stabbed in her heart.

‘No…’

Judith pulled herself up to her feet.
Her hand that held the sword trembled.

“You’re in good spirits considering you have been stabbed in the back.”

“Don’t be ridiculous…!”

The pain was already gone.
She felt hot blood flowing from her chest.

She couldn’t admit it.
She cannot accept this death as her end.

“Leader Jermel!”

A grayish-white light erupted from Judith’s sword.

Her aether pierced the ground like lightning as it shook the imperial palace.

Forgetting the situation, Jermel admired it.

She was indeed a genius.
Even the tip of the sword was intact before death.

“I admit it.”

“I’ll kill you…!”

“You were useful.”

His mouth, which had always been somber, twisted.

“I’ll personally cut off your neck with my sword.”

Jermel drew out his sword.
It was a black blade that resembled its owner and had no light, it flew toward Judith’s neck.

Each time the aether swords collided, a shock wave would spread.
The wall cracked and a gust of wind blew.
At first glance, it sounded like a whistle.

But the reality was different.
Unlike Judith, Jermel was relaxed.

Judith’s stab, which was as sharp as a wedge, lost its hind core and shook.

Jermel deflected her attacks with no difficulty.

In the end, her sword could not reach Jermel.

“Stop playing around like a kid.”

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Jermel got a hold of the sword and his hands gleamed white.
The next moment, Judith felt something strange.

‘I can’t read his movements…?’

Wherever Jermel’s sword touched, the space was unnaturally cut off.
It was as if a picture drawn on the sand was erased.

Slash!

She thought she could see the cross section of the clean blade, but her body flew away helplessly.

“Ugh…”

There was no mercy or warmth.

Judith felt dizzy as her body hit the wall.
After she vomited a lot of blood, she could hear a non-stop wind blowing from somewhere.

That was her limit.

“Do you remember the Black Knight’s vow?”

“…”

“Swing the sword for the value more than your life.”

He approached her and looked down on her like a bug.

“You chose money.”

She did.
Until this day, Judith only looked at money.

The reason she became an imperial knight was that it paid more than knights, and the reason she chose the Black Knights was that the missions were dangerous, but the rewards were high…

That was why Judith