He silently approached the end of the team and found a seemingly ordinary soldier. The sharp 'White Teeth' easily cut off his belt and let the wine bottle fall into his hands. He shook it slightly to make sure there was still something in the bottle.
Less liquid. The next step is to leave here and analyze the liquid——
A sharp sound broke through the air. He instinctively turned his body sideways, and a sharp sword energy grazed his ear, leaving a trail of blood on his cheek.
Sean felt his heart tightening suddenly. This attack was so familiar that he knew who was launching the attack even without raising his head. The steps that should have retreated immediately stopped involuntarily. He slowly raised his head
Long sword, ready to meet the opponent's next attack.
"Alaya..."
The silver-haired woman did not answer. The effect of the invisibility spell had not yet dissipated. Her eyes seemed to break through the magic and looked directly at Sean's face. Although her eyes were dull, the way she held the sword and the posture when she approached were in harmony with her body.
She was no different when she was the commander of the Third Army.
Alea raised her rapier. Sean narrowed his eyes and silently recited Mal's prayer in his heart. Even if he knew that Mal had died, this prayer could still calm him down.
——Time is like a long river, there is no going back. There is a way forward, but if you stop, you will be lost. Do not be timid, do not shrink, do not hesitate. If you are greedy for life, you will die, if you are determined to die, you will live.
The thin sword broke through the air. The silver-haired legionnaire's attack was as cunning and quick as usual, but Sean's swordsmanship was no less impressive. What's more, he was already familiar with the opponent's attack method. Sean's body was slightly tilted, and the long sword was pointed at the silver-haired woman.
on her right rib, trying to force her to sheath her sword to parry, or temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
However, Alaya struck with a sword again like lightning, not caring at all about the sharp blade approaching her body. Sean had to try his best to twist his body to avoid the consequences of hurting both sides. As a result, he suddenly fell into a passive rhythm. A woman's offensive method regardless of her own safety,
It also makes it more difficult for him to avoid injury to himself or others.
This won't work. Before, he had the idea of confirming the opponent's strength. Now he learned that Alaya's swordsmanship was as usual, but getting away became a problem. He didn't know why the other warriors only stood nearby and watched.
, did not intervene in this battle, but he could not ignore them, and he had to ensure that he escaped unscathed.
At the critical moment of life and death, there was no point in retaining any strength. Sean braced himself, worked hard to receive the opponent's attack, and then targeted the opponent's powerful thrust, blocked the thin sword with his long sword, and recited a spell at the same time.
"el,vensa-ello."
The magic power of the wind wrapped around his left fist, glowing with a cyan light. He stepped closer and punched the opponent's abdomen with force, while releasing the compressed magic wind. At this moment, he saw the female legion leader
Raising his left arm, a dim gray appeared on it——
Sean tried his best and used his long sword to point at the position where the opponent's left arm was pointing. There was a muffled sound, and the magic power that missed the hit turned into a storm, pushing Alaya back a few steps. He raised the long sword and looked
The sharp blade that should have been shining with silver was now covered with black spots and rust.
That was Mal's magic. He didn't know why the other party had regained the ability to cast the magic of destruction, but knowing this was enough. Sean narrowed his eyes and stared at the other person, preparing to leave quickly. But the familiar voice,
made him stop again.
"——Did you do a good job, Mr. Legion Commander?"
That was Alaya's voice, but not her tone. Sean took two steps back and stared ahead warily. There was a slight clapping sound in the air, and an Yit man wearing pitch black leather armor came ten meters away from him.
A few meters away, a place that was supposed to be empty appeared.
"It seems that during this period, Mr. Legion Commander has not neglected his swordsmanship." A voice exactly like Alaya came from the Yit man's mouth, which made him a little creepy. Fortunately, the other person immediately changed to a carefree male voice,
"Okay, don't look like this. I'm not here to trouble you!"
Sean stared at him calmly and did not reply. The soldiers of that unit, including Alaya, just stood there and seemed to completely ignore the two of them.
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Hughes, I'm not going to lie to you!" The Yit man patted his chest, "You have heard of this name, right? Anyway, if you leave right now, I will never see you!
"
Sean tried hard to analyze the information contained in this sentence. Of course he knew the name of "Phantom" Hughes. Judging from everything just now, he was a companion of Cullen and "Wolf Shepherd". Alaya and others were
She was controlled by him. But why did he let her go? Is it some kind of special bad taste?
"Hey, you must be thinking something bad about me. I know it." Hughes saw through his thoughts at a glance and spread his hands helplessly, "If you think about too many things, you will become bald! I see you
It's quite pleasing to the eye, so I let you go. It's as simple as that." He narrowed his eyes, and there was a plan that Sean couldn't decipher hidden in his dark pupils. "Anyway, it's hard for one person to change the war - well, if it really is
It’s changed, isn’t it interesting?”
Okay, that's as he wished. Regardless of whether the Yit man is an enemy or a friend, it is a good thing that he can leave safely. He took one last look at Alaya's expressionless face, turned around and left quickly.
He quickly came to the nearest town, found a relatively clean hotel, asked for a single room, and got a few plates from the owner. He unscrewed the lid of the wine bottle and poured out the liquid inside.
Carefully pour some out.
The liquid was dark brown, slightly transparent, and exuded an alluring sweetness, which made Sean even have the urge to taste it. He knew that was not possible - it might be a medicine that was beneficial to the body, but it was more likely to be harmful because of the smell.
It doesn't mean anything at all. If it affects the minds of Alaya and others, no one can guarantee that it won't affect them in the same way.
He tried to use the analytical occult technique, which he was not very good at, to analyze the composition of the liquid. Other than making sure that it was not a pure occult product, he could not draw any conclusion.
There was a crisp knock on the glass window. He stood up, walked over, and opened the window. A white falcon landed lightly on the ground, fluttered its feathers, and transformed into a silver-haired girl.
"First time we meet, I am Eskar, Yuffie and Lin's companions." She introduced herself happily, "It seems you have discovered something, do you need me to inform them?"
Sean nodded, screwed the jug back on, and handed it to the girl, "This may be what makes those people lose their minds, bring it to them." He looked at the girl's face, but he couldn't see too much fatigue, "
Since when did you start following me?"
"About...two days ago?" The girl tilted her head and thought about it for a moment, "I just take a look at you every once in a while, and I happened to see what happened before." She patted her chest, "You are a little too adventurous, right?
, I was just thinking about how to rescue you!"
"Thank you for your concern." He thanked the girl sincerely, "Sorry to trouble you."
The girl waved her hands carelessly, put the wine bottle into the leather bag on her waist, and turned into a white falcon and flew out of the window.
Sean closed the window. It was only then that he felt fatigue coming over him like a wave, almost drowning him completely. He reluctantly drank some water to rinse his mouth, threw himself on the bed, and quickly fell asleep.
In the dream, he returned to the time when the Black Crow Knights were still intact and he had just taken over as the leader. Isaac, Pierce, Alea, Gustein, Cathy, Priest Moore and the members all
Around him, there are no enemies or disputes that are difficult to resolve. Everyone is doing their part for the Knights while pursuing the future they want.
A calm and reassuring life, as if it has never been changed, just like this.