I Became a Righteous Knight in a Game

Chapter 58

Otis knew many secrets.

What was happening in the city of Romain.

Who the culprit, Betty Pollard, had made a deal with and what kind of deal it was.

And also, what the mayor of Romain’s expression was like when he grasped the situation.

“A knight. A knight. A righteous knight has joined hands with a clergyman and visited this place…….”

Muttering like that, Otis looked out the window.

The noisy atmosphere had subsided a lot.

Swish.

He drew the curtains, sat down again, and finished his cigar.

“He must have heard that a terrible plague is spreading. What can a mere knight do here.”

Knowing the situation, to Otis, the knight’s visit just felt ridiculous.

Betty Pollard.

The master of Redfoot had made a secret deal with someone.

The plague that spread shortly after swept through the city.

But the officials and soldiers who worked for the mayor did not catch the plague.

Naturally, the same went for the members of Redfoot.

The only ones groaning from the plague were the ordinary citizens, and that too was a condition included in the deal Betty had made with someone.

“It must be one of two things. An idiot excited by a sense of justice, or a secret weapon carefully raised by the Truma Order.”

Romain’s enemy was not a human with a weapon.

It was not a monster either, but just an intangible plague.

And yet a knight had come all the way here?

With a clergyman of Truma, famous for their fanatical faith, no less?

Otis had not won the position of a Redfoot executive by luck.

He was a man who knew how to use his head.

He was not someone who just mindlessly swung his fists, but a person who could think, which was why Betty Pollard had personally chosen him.

“Well, maybe he changed his mind after he actually came and saw.”

He had come to Romain out of a sense of justice, but once he arrived, he got scared.

After all, being a knight didn’t mean he couldn’t get sick.

The clergy of the major orders were not infected by the plague, but that was a story limited to the clergy.

For a moment.

Just as he was wracking his brain, exhausted.

Sizzle-

At a sudden thought, Otis stubbed out his cigar and shot up from his seat.

“Iden!”

He urgently called his subordinate’s name.

He had told him to wait outside, so he should have rushed in by now.

‘He said the knight hasn’t moved. That he’s been holed up in the temple and hasn’t come out once.’

So that meant, no one had seen the knight’s appearance.

Except for when he passed through the gate and entered Romain.

“Iden! Get over here now!”

Otis called again.

But no answer came back.

“Damn it. I’m sure I told him to wait.”

Overzealous loyalty was always a problem.

Considering his subordinate Iden’s temperament, it was clear that he had left his post to carry out the instructions Otis had just given.

Otis, with an annoyed expression, opened the study door himself and went out.

And.

Shing-

“You live in a nice place.”

A cool sensation was felt at his neck.

Otis froze and only rolled his eyes. He did not open his mouth rashly and waited for the words to follow.

“You must be doing a very big business, right? It must have cost quite a bit to build a house like this.”

“……Yes, I was fortunate.”

“You must be a very capable businessman. What is the nature of your business?”

“That is…….”

It took only a moment to assess the situation.

Otis remembered that the street had been noisy.

‘It was because of this guy.’

The man who was now holding a sword to his neck must be the one who caused the commotion.

The guards had let him get away splendidly, and the members waiting at the mansion were likely already cold corpses.

‘He’s a strong one.’

Otis subtly tried to shift his gaze to the side.

He tried to see the attacker’s face, but the pressure on his neck increased.

“If you want to live long, it’s best to be wise. The ones who can’t overcome a momentary curiosity all die quickly.”

“……Who are you?”

“A knight.”

Otis squeezed his eyes shut.

If only it had been a day earlier.

If only he had made the decision a little sooner, this situation would not have happened.

“The security is more lax than I thought. I thought an executive of Redfoot would have plenty of escorts.”

“I will cooperate.”

The hesitation was short, and the decision was fast.

“Cooperate?”

“I know a lot of information. It will be helpful to you, Sir Knight.”

“A quick decision. If you cooperate sincerely, I will surely let you live. I’ll even arrange a suitable identity for you. So you can leave Romain safely. Of course, I’ll let you take some of your assets too.”

The knight was willingly making an offer, as if he had expected Otis’s reaction.

Packed with conditions that anyone would be tempted by in this situation.

‘So he was an upright and righteous knight.’

That was completely wrong information.

But if so, it meant his chances of survival had actually increased.

“All I want is to get out of Romain by today.”

“I accept. And…… Ellie!”

At the knight’s shout, a girl with white hair entered the room.

Ellie.

Just two weeks ago, she was a girl in Otis’s clutches, but now their positions were completely reversed.

‘So he was working with Ganesha Edropin.’

To think that something like this would happen in the short time that Ganesha had slipped from his grasp.

“Wow, you really caught him. You really caught him. That Otis.”

Ellie was looking at Otis with eyes as if seeing something strange.

Shlk-

Just then, the sword at his neck loosened slightly.

This was no time to be regretful.

Otis focused on the knight’s voice that followed.

“Ellie will verify what you say. If even one piece of false information comes out, I’ll take it as your intention to be buried here.”

“I will cooperate sincerely.”

Saying so, Otis racked his brain.

How much to say, and how much to hide.

How long would it take for Betty Pollard to grasp this situation and send support?

He was quick on the uptake.

It didn’t take long to reach a conclusion.

***

Otis’s mansion was splendid.

So much so that someone who didn’t know might have mistaken it for a noble’s villa.

The same went for Ellie.

This was the first time she had been in such a luxurious space.

“If I sell just a few pieces of furniture here, I could buy a huge amount of bread. Isn’t it a waste? Why do they spend so much money on things they can’t even eat?”

Ellie muttered in a voice that showed she couldn’t understand at all, then whirled around and looked at Reinhardt.

“Sir Knight, you really were a knight.”

“What did you think I was?”

“To be honest, I thought you were a strange person. Even while following you today, I was so anxious. That Otis guy, he’s a really scary person.”

Ellie said, unable to hide her excited demeanor.

Of course, Reinhardt knew that as well.

Even in the game, the executives of Redfoot were particularly nasty villains.

“So, is it confirmed?”

The two had tied up Otis in the study and had come out for a moment.

“Otis must be really scared of you, Sir Knight. I think he told the truth about everything. It mostly matches the information we gathered, and the part about Betty Pollard making a deal with someone…… that’s it, right?”

“A Warlock.”

“Ugh, right. A Warlock. Just hearing the word gives me the creeps. So you’re saying you can really deal with guys like that, Sir Knight? Like the Paganoa Knights?”

“I can.”

The way Ellie looked at Reinhardt had changed a bit.

At first it was wary, then it was a look of disbelief, but now it was open admiration.

“And the confirmation I was talking about was a question of whether you’ve gained confidence. Enough to testify about me to Ganesha Edropin.”

“I definitely know you’re an amazing person, Sir Knight. I saw you fight.”

The way he subdued the guards.

The judgment to cause a commotion to draw attention, and his words and actions after entering Otis’s mansion.

Recalling the situation that had unfolded in an instant, Ellie smiled shyly.

“And I also learned that you’re not as naive as I thought, Sir Knight.”

“So, are you disappointed?”

“Not at all! I actually liked it. It made me think, ‘So he said that because he was really confident’.”

Moreover. Ellie continued.

“I also knew that you were sincere about helping the teacher. If you had had bad intentions, Sir Knight, we would have been helpless.”

Reinhardt had the same attitude in front of Ganesha.

He respected her and declared that he would instill confidence in her first.

If he had had malicious intentions, there would have been no need to go to such lengths.

If he had drawn his sword on the spot, Ganesha wouldn’t have been able to get far.

“And yet you took me to the doctor. You must have been anxious.”

“I was anxious. But well, the teacher said she wanted to see you. Besides, you’re a knight, right? And also…… yes, to be honest, I was hoping it was real. We’re all very tired.”

Ganesha Edropin. And those who helped her were always in a position where they had to hide.

They had lived curled up in the darkest corner of a small city.

The fatigue had piled up to the point where it was unbearable.

So much so that they couldn’t refuse the hand extended by an unknown knight.

“It’s about time to wrap up. Betty Pollard will make a move soon.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“There was someone who left the mansion earlier. He must have headed for Redfoot’s headquarters.”

Ellie’s eyes widened.

Then, her jaw dropped in shock as she asked.

“There was someone who escaped? After seeing us?”

“Yes.”

“Ah, you knew? Why didn’t you catch him? If you had just told me, I would have finished him myself! What do we do? Should we run away now? What about Otis? Do we take him?”

“You leave first. I’ll follow soon.”

“Me first? What about you, Sir Knight?”

“I’ll manage. Go back to the doctor.”

Ellie had a very anxious look in her eyes.

But she soon nodded and hurriedly left.

Reinhardt confirmed that Ellie had left the mansion, and then turned his gaze to the side.

“Bitdori.”

“Ppit.”

“Let me know when the others arrive. So I can get out in advance.”

“Ppit!”

Bitdori answered energetically and disappeared outside the mansion.

The real game started now.

Reinhardt entered the study where he had tied up Otis to achieve his ‘real goal’.

“You’re holding up well without dozing off.”

Dawn would break soon.

But Otis, even while tied up, looked at Reinhardt without a hint of fatigue.

As if to clearly engrave that face in his mind.

“I have told you everything without a single lie, Sir Knight. If there is anything you doubt, please tell me. I will actively explain.”

“No, I’ve confirmed everything. The information you provided is true.”

“If you have any more questions, I will answer anything.”

A hint of composure had returned to Otis’s voice.

At that, Reinhardt chuckled.

“You’re confessing with surprising honesty. Aren’t you worried about retaliation from Betty Pollard?”

“No. Because you will release me when this is all over, Sir Knight.”

“I keep my promises. There aren’t many questions left now…… no, this will be the last question.”

“Please speak.”

“There must be a magic stone owned by Betty Pollard. Where is the magic stone kept?”

Tremble.

Otis’s eyes twitched nervously.

His solid poker face crumbled.

Smiling at that, Reinhardt approached Otis.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to say you don’t know. You’ve been spouting about cooperating sincerely, after all.”