Chapter 125 (1/2)

The Stubborn Prince's Hope (2)

The man remained still and kept his silence

He paused for a h He placed his hand on his hood and pulled it back Morbidly white skin shone brightly under the flame of the torch He had a delicate facial expression that differs fro What are you doing wandering around in a place like this, Your Highness?”

As if we had arden, Philipp returned a nonchalant reply There was no fear nor impatience in his voice, only his usual thin sht he was your average joe, but lo and behold, he was outrightly outrageous It's not normal to be that calm in a situation like this I'd rather take on his ers into ht for the life ofyou in a place like this And I reo back to the imperial capital?”

“Yeah, I didn't want to see your face either”

I got off the horse as I glared at the guy

Sir Olsen did the saain What were you trying to do?”

I gave ht in his eye Philipp didn't try to avert his gaze away in the slightest

But no answer ca it down, giving a signal The ed it and promptly pulled an arrow from his quiver It was an unusual arroith a piece of cloth wrapped around the arrowhead

The ht the arrow to another man with a torch As the fabric was soaked to the brim with oil, it easily burst aflame

‘They intend to burn the whole forest down,' a thought crept upit cold

“Don't!”

I realised what they were going to do and cried out

But the man showed me no concern An arroas released in front ofto run away A soundless scream escaped my lips

I extended ht for the forest

But I couldn't reach it As it flew, its tail was like that of a shooting star, and its trajectory was clearly reflected into be lit ablaze filled my mind

Please stop

In this reatest despair—the wind blew No, it wasn't the wind, but so fell to the ground The arrohich was severed in half, had fled back to the earth Clank, clank It was so subtle that it could barely be heard

“…”

The place becaasped loudly

Flutter His cloak danced a heartbeat behind his h hischarm

“Lord Nacht”

“…Yeah”

After my name was called, it was as if a spell was broken, and I could breathe once again

As Sir Olsen observed the lint in his eyes, he continued

“What do you want h For sorowl

I felt like I was holding the leash of an ani his question, it felt like I was the one being forced to give the order instead

“…Please lend th”

The moment I said so, Sir Olsen narrowed his eyes

That's because the flames within them were more intense than any flary

“Roger that”

Sir Olsen, who had been lightly waving his sword around, shi+fted into a lower stance and started running

It was difficult to follow the pace of a sprinting beast once it starts ht for the man who fired the flame arrow The du a bow Fresh blood danced in the air Thethe snapped bow and tried to cradle his bloodied hand

Before thehis sword, Sir Olsen quickly cut hiround

“YAAAH!!”

A war cry ca his sword at him But Sir Olsen turned around, received the blade with his arm, and kicked theanother, and they both fell

He dodged the next slash by htly to the side and counterattacked A shrill sound wasthe oncouard, Sir Olsen hooked onto the enelected to protect his feet fell with ease Sir Olsen stepped on the eneushed out as his eyes hite

“Die!”

Sir Olsen knocked down the flying knife with his sword and stepped back to avoid a doard slash without break The dagger's tip cut into plain soil Sir Olsen promptly picked up the fallen knife and threw it back It went flying through the s itself deep into an enemy's shoulder

Sir Olsen then parried another thrusting attack fro his sword round his back to receive it He spun hile of his blade for a slice attack He swung up as the ene into their flank The cut didn't appear too deep into the armour, but the man dropped his sword and fell to his knees

The fallen man trembled while his face paled

Sir Olsen approached him with slow steps He disarht it down onto the round

“…”

I was at a loss for words

The fight was so one-sided, it didn't even last a minute

Sir Olsen shed his sword of blood before returning it back into its sheath

Looking at hio I've wanted to thank him for his work, but I couldn't approach him for what seems to be an eternity In reality, less than ten seconds have passed

It's a glimpse of why he was called the “Black Lion”

His way of fighting took after that of apower… It may not be appropriate to say this at this moment, but I think it was beautiful

“You have a really strong escort, haven't you?”

Philipp, who did nothing all this tihed

“I didn't see hi our inspection, so where did you come from? …Aaah, screw it The plan is all ruined noay”

“That's right I won't let you do whatever you want Just surrender peacefully”

“Is that… really alright?”

Philipp, who had raised his hand, asked enuine tone

“What is?”

“The Grenze disease doesn't have a definite, silver bullet cure Even the Geisster fa the infected inside the city, the sickness would have thoroughly spread by now”

I didn't want to nod along with his words, but he was right

Currently, there is no known effective drug to treat it And there was no guarantee whatsoever that ould find it in ti all over the country