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Just as Allen was about to unleash the Soundless Sword...
A sound of ice crystals forming came from behind him. It was a sound like glass cracking and spreading, reverberating through the air and reaching his ears.
Allen's wrist slightly lowered, and he concealed his sword's momentum.
He turned his head.
A massive ice blade extended from Sylphiette's outstretched fingertips!!
With a single strike, it pierced through the attacker's head!
Blood gushed out, and the headless body slumped down from the window into the carriage. The mangled head fell onto the carriage floor with a sickening splat.
Allen was momentarily stunned, then turned to look at Sylphiette.
Her small face was pale, and the Earth Fortress magic around her was crumbling like sand.
She stared at the human head she had turned into mush, her expression blank. Her reddish-brown pupils kept contracting. In her vision, the ground was covered in what looked like the crushed bones and minced meat she often saw when preparing monster food at home.
If only she could treat the corpse as a monster. After all, killing monsters didn't carry the same psychological burden.
But the shattered ear, the eyeball still connected to a long, bloody nerve, the scalp and hair clinging to the pale skull, and the entire face that had been torn off—all of it screamed at her.
This was a human.
She had killed him.
Sylphiette's gaze tried several times to look away from the head, but she forced herself to keep staring at the gruesome remains. The veins on her forehead twitched faintly beneath her white hair.
It was as if she was trying to force herself to accept the idea, "Ah, it's just a bad person I killed," a mindset that was easy to rationalize.
After all, she was going to follow Allen and Sylphiette on adventures in the future. She couldn't let something like this hold her back.
But the crumbling Earth Fortress magic betrayed her inner turmoil.
The seven-year-old girl's expression was unreadable.
"Stop looking!"
At that moment, Eris grabbed her head and turned it away, pouting as she glared at Allen.
Even in her juvenile state, the "mad dog" had a higher tolerance for "new" experiences. But even so, her face had turned pale.
Still, she maintained her stubborn demeanor, staring straight at Allen as if to show how tough she was!
Outside the carriage, the sound of ice blades piercing through the rain curtain echoed. Rudeus from the rear carriage was using ice blade magic to clean up the bandits. The ice blades, illuminated by the candlelight inside the carriage, shot past like streaks of light, piercing the few remaining bandits who had been about to flee after witnessing the carnage.
Amidst the hurried splashing of footsteps, Rudeus, who had been awakened from his sleep to counterattack, shouted through the rain.
"Allen! Sylphiette!! Are you guys okay?!"
Allen took a deep look at Sylphiette, whose expression was off, then turned and shouted to Rudeus, "We're fine!!" But in his "Flow Sense," what echoed was Sylphiette's rapid heartbeat.
"Thump, thump."
It mingled with the other heartbeats in the carriage.
"Thump, thump."
It was very clear. Including his own heartbeat, there were six heartbeats in total. Three of them were erratic, while the other three were steady—so steady that it seemed...
They had expected this.
Allen's pupils suddenly contracted!
Something's wrong!!
At the same time, Eris's breathing became erratic in his ears!
He turned his head!
Almost simultaneously, two flashes of blade light lit up in his eyes!!
They came from the corpse that had just lunged at him! A North God Style disguise technique! The head on the ground was real, but the real assassin was hidden beneath the hooded raincoat!
Allen's figure dissipated like smoke, and in the next instant!
Eris's panicked crimson eyes, unable to react in time, were filled with a dazzling burst of light!
The sparks from the violent clash between the long sword and dagger in mid-air shot out, landing on her fair face and "burning" small blood spots into her skin! But in Eris's primary-level swordsman's dynamic vision, she was still staring in shock at the figure before her!
There were two flashes of blade light. One was slightly slower, aiming for Eris's face!
The other was aimed at the spot Allen's Soundless Sword would inevitably pass through, precisely targeting his neck!
It was a choice.
But the moment the blade light flashed, Allen made his decision.
The Dragon Saint Fighting Spirit in his abdomen suddenly contracted, instantly "dyeing" the fighting spirit within his body. The Rock Domain was released by Allen in that instant.
The flickering candlelight inside the carriage seemed to freeze. His eyes slowly turned to look at the two slender figures emerging from beneath the hooded raincoat.
This was a long-planned, sinister strike from the North God Style!
In moments of extreme danger, people often fall into an overload of thoughts and visual nerves. In the past, Allen used Water God Style techniques to voluntarily enter this state. But today, for the first time in a long time, he felt the danger to his life. In his senses, the cold wind from the blade was already brushing against the hairs on his neck!
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind at lightning speed!!
'It's too late. The Rock Domain won't make it in time to defend!'
The hairs on his neck were cut! The blade tip grazed his skin!
It was the feeling of approaching death!
A bit cold...
But Allen's inner voice was roaring!!
'The feeling of your body not keeping up with your thoughts!!'
The flickering candlelight reflected in his eyes, but what swayed wasn't fear—it was excitement!!
When was the last time he had felt this way?!
It was during sparring with Reida! What's the point of sparring with her using the Rock Domain?!
Without the Rock Domain, do I have no other means to fight?!
Who the hell do you think I am?! I'm a Water God Style Sword Saint whose core is perception!!
A short dagger! A thin blade!!
The blade extends 2 centimeters! Thickness: 0.2 millimeters!
Turn your head! 30 degrees! The blade can only cut the trachea! It won't reach the artery!! The blade isn't long enough!!
The blade light flashed inside the carriage! Blood sprayed from Allen's neck, splattering all over Eris's face!
But Allen's hand remained steady.
The momentum of the Soundless Sword had already been unleashed!!
The blade light erupted! The carriage was split in two!
"Boom!!"
Sparks burst into the air!!
The figure instantly dropped the dagger aimed at Allen's neck and instead drew another sword from their waist, narrowly blocking Allen's counterattack, which had been a trade of injury for injury!
The carriage was split in two with a loud crash! The floor tilted, and Eris, Sylphiette, and the catgirl slumped into the pool of blood on the ground.
The assassin's figure had already retreated two meters away.
In the dark rain curtain...
Four rabbit ears trembled slightly under the rain.
Beneath the rabbit ears were the smiling faces of a man and a woman.
Beastfolk—Milt Tribe.
Who were they?
The North King—"Twin Swords," Nuckelgard!
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