Chapter 692 - v4c70p2 A New Member Enters The Fray! (2/2)

The female elf mage stared wide-eyed at them, but there was no white in her eyes, just a pitch black darkness like a ghost’s eyes. Her mouth, opening and closing, was also filled with black smoke. Her entire body was like a puppet filled with dark magic. Her horrifying looks looked peculiarly beautiful coupled with the near perfect curves of her naked top half.

“Haruz.”

“Tea-teacher?”

“Here’s a present for you.” Brendel suddenly yanked open the collar at the little prince Haruz’s back and tossed the magic crystal inside. The ice cold crystal made the beautiful youth s.h.i.+ver and his face turned even whiter.

“Ahhhh—!” He screamed.

But before his brief scream could come to a natural end, it ended in abrupt silence because that pair of black eyes staring intently at him.

The future king of Aouine froze in fear — “Brendel, what are you doing?” Freya turned around just in time to see this.

“Te-teacher?” Haruz asked shakily.

Brendel didn’t answer them. He smiled slightly and took out a s.h.i.+mmering Magic Sword that he had already prepared from the Dimension s.p.a.ce. Then he tossed it besides the prince and said, “This sword is called ‘Hilke’s Loyalty I’. Take it up and go vanquish that demonic spirit.”

The little prince was completely stunned and looked at him pitifully.

“Go!” Brendel commanded him sternly. “If you don’t kill her, she will kill you.”

The little prince shook at Brendel’s scolding. Only then did he shakily pick up the sword on the ground — though it was clearly a bit too heavy for him. He had to use both hands to barely grasp the sword; the blade dragged onto the ground unbecomingly. His face turned red and he looked about to cry.

But he sniffled hard and turned shakily in the direction of the demonic spirit.

Brendel looked at how delicate and weak the prince was acting and thought he was like a damsel in distress.

He looked up and found the demonic spirit about to be within the 140 yard range. In fact, Brendel could already see it raise its stick-thin arms.

He shook his head and decided to give Haruz some help.

In the next second, the little prince suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, it was in front of the demonic spirit. At that moment, both Harzu and the demonic spirit jumped in fear. The prince did so because of the shock of seeing the demonic spirit suddenly appear in front of him. The demonic spirit froze in fear at the unexpected appearance of its prey within close combat range.

They both stood open-mouthed and stared at each other wide-eyed.

“Haruz,” Brendel reminded him, “if you don’t take care of it in the next five minutes, the next time we see Mikailasio, I’ll make you change into girl’s clothing –”

“Girl’s clothing?” Peja, who had been watching in stunned silence off to the side, seemed to react to this. “Wait, who’s Hilke?” She seemed to be very interested in the magic sword.

“A knight. According to the legends, a dragon-riding mage killed his fiancee and his entire family. In order to take revenge, he developed an entire series of tactics specifically against mages. Though the set of battle craft has been lost, his sword remained. This is the famous Enemy of the Mages.” Brendel answered.

“I think I heard my father tell this story…” Peja blinked her dark eyes. “But why is the word called Hilke’s Loyalty I?”

“Because I made 10 of them.”

Brendel answered simply.

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