Ainz Ooal Gown: Noble Knight

I said

Silk took a step forward.

She raised her head, a certain light burning in her light green eyes. Her tender little face was now filled with a solemnity that did not belong to a six-year-old child.

"In the name of justice, I command you to release that child."

The Baron's laughter caught in his throat.

He stared at the little girl's exquisite dress, neat braids, and condescending gaze that seemed completely out of place for her age. Whose noble lady is this? Has she gone mad?

"Do you know who I am?" He narrowed his eyes, a hint of threat in his voice. "Baron Levion, a nobleman of the kingdom!"

Before he could finish speaking, a foot had already kicked his fat calf.

It's not heavy. In fact, you could say it's very light.

But the Baron's expression changed.

It wasn't because of the pain, but because this girl actually dared to hit me?

Si withdrew her foot, tilted her head back, and said, word by word:

"You swine-headed demon who has fallen into the abyss, bullying the weak and harming the innocent—such evil deeds are intolerable to heaven and earth. I, Si, swear by the sword in my hand!"

She raised her hand.

I have nothing in my hands.

But she was completely unaware and continued reciting her lines:

"I will surely slay you demons with my sword to atone for the righteousness and justice you have trampled upon!"

The entrance to the alley.

Rune arrived just in time.

He heard the last sentence.

So he froze there.

...What the heck?

He watched his younger sister standing in the dark alley, facing a fat baron with a face full of scars, reciting lines she had copied from some chivalric novel, her little face filled with solemnity and holiness.

Rune's lips twitched.

The words "So handsome!" echoed in his mind like a resounding slap.

"Take it back," he murmured. "I take it back."

That's not handsome.

这 是

"It's chuunibyou!!"

He roared inwardly.

She's clearly not old enough! Even though Sue in the original work was a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) captain, she wasn't this ridiculous! Shouldn't these kinds of lines be reserved for puberty?! She's only six!

"No way……"

Could it be that I accelerated the development of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)?

The thought had barely formed when the baron's furious voice echoed through the alley.

"You brat!"

He released the little girl, raised his thick hand, and slapped her across the face.

Silk wanted to hide.

But she was only six years old, and her warrior level was not as high as Baron Levion's. The slap was so fast and hard that she didn't have time to react.

"Snapped!"

Her thin, frail body flew out, crashed into the alley wall, and then slid softly to the ground.

"Silk!"

Rune's mind went blank.

He rushed into the alley.

The baron was panting heavily, staring at the small figure curled up on the ground. The anger on his fat face gradually subsided, replaced by something even more disgusting.

His gaze fell on the silk.

The light blue dress was covered in dust, the bow at the neckline was undone, and the golden braids were scattered messily on the ground. There was a red and swollen handprint on her small face, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her eyes half-open and half-closed, still trying to get up.

The baron's expression changed.

It became sticky and murky, like some kind of reptile eyeing its prey.

“Since she’s a noble lady…” he licked his lips, “then even more…”

His words were interrupted again.

This time, it was a hand.

A small hand, yet gripping his sleeve tightly.

Rune stood in front of him.

“Your Excellency Baron,” Rune’s voice was calm, unlike that of a child who had just witnessed his sister being beaten, “Please calm down.”

The baron lowered his head and looked at the boy who had suddenly appeared.

Is he a twin with the girl, who is about the same age, has similar hair color, and similar facial features? He narrowed his eyes, and the fat on his face jiggled.

And who are you?

“I am her brother.” Rune released his grip, took a half step back, and bowed slightly. “Rune Elbeindru Eindora.”

His humility was just right.

“My younger sister is young and ignorant and has offended Your Excellency the Baron. I am truly sorry.”

The baron stared at him.

The boy's attitude surprised him. It wasn't anger, it wasn't crying or shouting, but rather… an apology?

He considered the surname Eindora. An old noble family in the kingdom, an earl. More than one rank higher than his honorary baronial title.

The baron's eyes held a hint of apprehension.

“Aindora?” He chewed on the surname, his fat cheeks jiggling. “A child of the Earl?”

His gaze swept back and forth between Rune and Silk, a calculating glint in his cloudy little eyes. Then he smiled, a smile that carried a certain smugness.

"You little brat, do you know whose side I work for?"

He bent down, his large body close to Rune, and lowered his voice:

Have you ever heard of "Eight Fingers"?

Rune's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

The baron straightened up, pleased to see the hesitation on the boy's face. He brushed off non-existent dust from his sleeve, lowered his guard, and resumed his aristocratic bearing:

"Since it's just that the brat from the Eindora family is being unreasonable, I can let this go today."

Before he could finish speaking, a small knife had already pierced through the baron's obese chest.

Blood gushed out, warm and viscous, flowing down the hilt of the knife onto Rune's hand.

The baron's eyes widened, his fat face still frozen in smugness. He opened his mouth, making a gurgling sound in his throat, then collapsed backward like a sack of mud.

"Boom."

The dull thud echoed through the alley.

Rune stood there, looking at his blood-stained hands.

Si is indeed naive and immature.

Rune killed Baron Levion because he had hurt Silk, and he was now in a position to die.

Of course, there is another reason.

Rather than incurring the wrath of Baron Rivion and then stirring up trouble in front of Eight Fingers.

Rather than...

Rune raised his head and looked at the little girl who had just been rescued by Silk, who was curled up by the wall.

Kill the baron and then frame her.

The truth doesn't matter. After punishing the "real culprit" and gaining some dignity, Eight Fingers will still keep to himself and the Eindora family.

But Rune discovered that Silk was standing in front of the little girl, as brave as a knight.

Rune dared not look directly into Si's eyes for a moment.

Chapter 10 Deception and Fools

The alley was so quiet you could hear the drops of blood falling.

Rune stood beside the baron's corpse, looking at his blood-stained hand. It was a small hand, with delicate knuckles, the kind of hand a six-year-old should have. But now it was dripping warm liquid, one drop, two drops, three drops, making small dents in the dirty ground.

He took a deep breath and turned his head.

Si had already stood up. The swollen, red handprint on her face was shocking, and the blood at the corner of her mouth had dried, turning into a thin, dark red line. But her eyes were bright, brighter than ever before.

"Onii-chan..."

Her voice was very soft, as if she were afraid of disturbing something.

Then she laughed.

Rune had seen that smile before; it was an expression of adoration for his older brother.

"Onii-chan is amazing!"

She staggered over, each step aggravating the injuries on her face, but she seemed completely oblivious to the pain.