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At the north gate of the Royal Palace, three figures hurriedly exited.
âAlright, letâs take a break. You two are too heavy; I canât carry you anymore!â
Count Evan placed his sister and Knight Omar against the wall, falling himself to the ground, and took a deep breath.
âWhy would you give that staff to that freak willingly?â Anna couldnât help but scold her brother.
Such an expensive magic staff, even for the St. Prowse Family, was not something that could be casually discarded.
A cunning smile appeared on Count Evanâs face, âThat guy clearly is in need of money, so he will definitely trade my magic staff for gold coins at a merchantâs.â
âThen we can trace his steps. We can find out which faction he belongs to and if he is not careful enough, we would be able to find out his true identity.â Only then, Anna realized his intentions.
After pausing for a moment, she asked again, âDo you really think that he is a
Druid?â
âIsnât he?â
âI think⦠he is more like a Knight.â
âKnight?â Count Evan sat up straight, looking unbelieving, âAre you certain?â
Anna shook her head, âNot quite. But the energy he emits is undoubtedly Holy Light, though it does smell a bit bloody⦠It is definitely Holy Light.â
âYes. Count, I also believe that man is a Knight,â Knight Omar interjected.
Now, Count Evan stongly believed them. After all, both of them had fought with the man and firmly believed that he was a Knight, so they probably were not mistaken.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âKnight⦠If he is also a Druid, he can only be a Half-Elf.â
âIs he fifth-tier?â Count Evan knew that both Anna and Knight Omar were fourth-tier. However, they were beaten terribly, so he speculated that the opponent should be fifth-tier.
Surprisingly, Anna shook her head again, âNo. I have fought with a fifth-tier Knight. This guyâs power shouldnât be there yet.â
âAnd you still got beaten so badly?â
Anna rolled her eyes and said helplessly, âThat guyâs Holy Light Energy isnât particularly strong, but itâs very strange⦠as if it slightly controls the blood in my body.â
âAt some points, I was disturbed by him that my Qi and blood circulation almost went wrong. Plus, his strength is horrifying! Not like a human at all. It rather seems like some giant beast.â
âAlso, do you remember the last two slashes I made? I am absolutely certain that I thrust my sword into his brain, butâ¦â
âMaybe you missed it? After all, his head was always covered in a cloud of Blood Fog.â
âImpossible!â Anna said very firmly.
âAlright, alright, letâs not talk about it anymore. Letâs leave Silver Moon City quickly. If we get caught by him again, we are done.â
âThen⦠what about our missionâ¦â
Count Evan rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: âMy silly sister, are you still thinking about the mission? We definitely have no hope for the mission now.â âBut⦠Vera isnât dead, right? Doesnât that mean we still have hope?â
âThe fact that Vera is not dead only proves that the opponent is even more cunning than I imagined!â Count Evan shook his head and sighed, âItâs a pity that the round of meeting the king before was taken lightly by me, and I got directly imprisoned by the damn Modewen family.â
âOtherwise, we could have a nice play with this opponent.â
âBut now, the situation in Silver Moon City is set, and we have no hope at all.â
âLetâs go, silly sister!â
The silver moon hung overhead.
Colin watched from a distance as Vera and the others were joyfully welcomed into the manor by the Miller family before he left with a sense of relief.
Vera should be safe now.
If the Miller family wanted to escape the fate of being exterminated, they must do their utmost to protect this living Vera.
Plus, with Queen Isa and the Blood Slave Cynthia protecting her, there probably wonât be any more complications.
And Colin, he still needed to put a perfect end to this coup.
Whoosh- Whoosh-
Fluttering his giant bat wings, Colin quickly returned above the Half-Elf Palace.
By now, the palaceâs courtyard had turned into a living hell, with countless lives of Half-Elves as insignificant as ants, susceptible to being swallowed up by this political whirlpool on a whim.
Blood and corpses became haunting scenic views within the palace, with the heavy stench of gore pervading the air, making it almost suffocating. Witnessing all this, Colin only felt his blood growing colder and colder.
âItâs time to end this farce.â
Colin murmured to himself, then flapped his bat wings, and swooped straight down towards the main hall of the palace courtyard.
âWhatâs that?â
A guard, startled by the wind noise above, looked up and caught a glimpse of Colinâs quickly fleeting figure.
He wanted to warn his superiors, but the figure had already morphed into a black lightning bolt, descending from the sky and storming straight into the royal hall.
The guards standing at the hallâs entrance finally registered the event, never expecting the enemy would storm in such a baffling way.
By the time they rushed into the hall to protect the king, they found that the terrifying bat-winged giant was already standing before the old king.
Prince William, holding his Knight Sword, stood tremblingly behind Colin and stuttered, âYou ⦠Who are you? What do you â¦want to do?â
Colin looked at the old king who stood upright before him. He suddenly chuckled and said, âYour Majesty, youâre pretty resilient, huh!â
The old king, instead of panicking at the sudden intrusion, calmly joked, âItâs merely a trick, I just wanted to lure this ambitious traitor out. But what I didnât expect isâ¦â
âYou donât have to worry, your Majesty, Iâve already taken care of the rebel leader. Look, is this him?â Colin presented the bloody head of Cis before the old king.
The old king, surprisingly unfazed, stared intently at the skull for a while, then nodded with a smile, âYes, it is. The rat from the Savoy family who had been hiding for so long is finally silent.â
Then, he sincerely said to Colin, âBrave warrior, thank you for delivering the Modewen family such a lavish gift! How shall we repay you?â
Colin nodded: âYes, I do need a return gift.â
âFeel free to demand anything. As long as the Modewen family can provide it, we will not be stingy!â
âYou certainly can.â Colin grinned somewhat madly, âI want your- -head!â âWhat?â The old king was dumbfounded, thinking he had heard wrong.
But Colin didnât allow him time to react; his right hand darted out like lightning, pressing onto the old kingâs head.
Crack.
Another bottle cap got twisted off.
âFather!â
âYour Majesty! â
The hall instantly erupted into chaos, with Prince William and the half-elf guards charging at Colin like madmen.
But Colin spread out his giant bat wings and gave a big flap.
Boom!
A violent gust wreaked havoc throughout the hall, and Colin had already broken through the roof, soaring into the sky.
A silver moon outlined Colinâs figure, his gigantic wings giving him the appearance of an descended angel.
However, his voice sounded like that of a doomsday demon:
âYour king is dead, run for your lives!â
Amid the stunned gazes of the half-elf crowd,
Two skulls descended from the sky..