Chapter 33 - Chapter 33: Chapter 32 The Smell of Iron in the Snow (2/2)

At that time, he had hinted at something.

In the final moments, they could very well abandon everyone around them and flee with only Chris!

The core of the Fischer family, even what’s so-called the Dawn Church, was merely those connected by blood, sharing a common fate!

However, making such a decision would be very difficult.

He knew very clearly that Irene would have the determination to forsake others at a critical moment, but the real issue lay entirely with Byrne.

That guy was the biggest fool in the group when it came to so-called “sentiments.”

The snow fell thicker and thicker, and the ground, already difficult to traverse due to the snow, proved even more challenging for the cavalry once they entered the forest, forcing the forty-odd riders to dismount and search on foot soon after.

The two squires serving the Meyer family were Extraordinary Exponents of high-level Beginning, and their combat strength in one-on-one fights was no less than that of Lucius.

They were also well aware of the individual combat capabilities of an Extraordinary Exponent, so they ordered all the soldiers to not lose sight of the other two and to search the surrounding forest as cautiously as possible.

Gone.

Everyone quickly fell into bewilderment, the middle-aged man they had just chased here had disappeared, and no one could find a trace of him.

Where exactly could he be?

Long before charging out to provoke a challenge, Lucius had deeply dug a hole in the snow.

He had immediately run back to the hole to hide, swiftly covering the surface with a large amount of snow, leaving only a small crack exposed, and breathed quietly from within.

Lucius observed the situation outside calmly, completely motionless, even when at the most perilous moments, soldiers walked right up to his side, their boots crunching in the snow.

There were two Extraordinary Exponents with Knight Bequests, and forty dismounted cavalrymen armed with flintlocks and sabers.

He calmly waited for the right moment.

Breathing, calming, breathing, calming, breathing, calming, breathing…

Until one of the knights, the slimmer one, slowly approached, every inch of muscle on Lucius’ body trembled softly, and then all his strength concentrated, suddenly bursting from the snow with full force!

In an instant, the hostility from all directions triggered “Quickdraw!”

Everything around him became incredibly slow, the gradually falling snowflakes appeared sacred and immensely beautiful in the light.

Sound seemed to disappear.

He saw both of the Extraordinary Exponents with Knight Bequests staring at him in shock, while the rest of the soldiers instinctively tried to turn around, but they hadn’t managed to do so yet.

The ambushed squire’s helmet concealed eyes that were calm and ruthless, who in an instant swung his saber towards Lucius, who had suddenly appeared behind him.

Lucius, coordinating with “Quickdraw,” did not hesitate to launch “sword brandishing.”

His upper body’s hands sped up, his sword blade inching closer to the squire, finally landing in the gap at the neck of the enemy’s armor.

Bright red blood sprayed out in abundance and slowly, staining the beautiful snowflakes in the sunlight red.

The squire was struck by a blow capable of lethality, his swinging saber deflected on Lucius’s full-body armor, failing to cause any effective damage.

“Tsst…”

In the vastly elongated span of reaction time, all movements and sounds were extremely slow.

As the snowflakes gradually fell, some people tried to scream in terror, some people’s eyes grew angry, bulging out, and someone already clenched their teeth, lifting their flintlock ready to shoot.

Lucius suddenly plunged into the thick snow nearby, deploying the repelling force of the “protective runes” in the nick of time.

Time resumed its normal flow.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!” Gunshots from the flintlocks fired rapidly.

The knight’s body slowly fell, eyes filled with disbelief, instinctively trying to grasp his neck to stop the bleeding, quickly trembling with signs of life fading away.

“Over there! He’s right there!”

“Knight Kyle has been attacked!”

“He’s gone again!”

Lucius frantically crawled through the thick snow with his strong physique, moving as swiftly as a champion swimmer.

The gunfire from that round had been completely blocked by the repelling power of the protective runes, and the ambushed squire was certainly done for.

His breathing gradually grew louder, then he immediately suppressed the sound as much as possible, the weight of his armor and weapons still a burden, even his physical abilities far exceeding human limits couldn’t ignore them completely in the extreme combat.

Forty-one enemies remained.