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Chapter 445: Kill
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Chapter 445: Kill

Then, one of the Light Knights took a step forward, infused his sword with a reddish sword aura, and intercepted him. Unlike other knights, he wore iron armor and a leather cuirass that covered his upper half. The armor was decorated with red, yellow, and blue designs in front and the back.

Charles learned that this guy was just a Crystal Knight who mastered advanced sword aura with a simple glance and snorted coldly.

On the other hand, the armored knight made a whirling stance and thrust his sword at Charles's throat.

However, the sword aura had no effect on Charles' blade that was infused with fire-elemental energy. Charles took a battle stance and diverted his attack with a simple sword movement. Although he had no experience in sword combat, he had the memories of Duke Michael, Prince Julius, and Baron Daniel! All three of them were more like prodigies in sword arts.

Noticing that, the Light Knight's face went pale.

Meanwhile, the other Knights in the red and the white armor kept close to their comrades and watched vigilantly. ????????????????????a????. ????૦????

"Why are you attacking us, My Lord?" The armored knight asked while distancing himself from Charles.

On the other hand, Charles skillfully moved his sword and pointed the sword tip at the Demon Sorcerer.

"Do you think I'm unaware of your sneaky actions? Even after swearing allegiance to me, you guys dared to send all information about me and my mother to Duke Michael! Unforgivable!" His whole body was enveloped in a strange black flame as he spoke those words.

Then, he fastened his footsteps towards the Crystal Knight and attacked him all of a sudden. Although the opponent tried his best to block his attack with his unique sword aura, Charles found his weakness in two seconds and directly thrust his sword towards the chest area.

But unlike before, Charles's sword turned blurry, ripped the nearby space, and directly pierced through his chest in a blink!

Before the Crystal Knight could even sense the pain, Charles took a step back and retracted his sword like a skillful swordsman.

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A second later, a loud cry came out of the Crystal Knight's mouth. At that moment, he looked downward at his chest and saw a large stabbing wound on his chest. He widened his eyes in shock and instantly placed his left hand on his chest. Scarlet blood dripped like a broken dam, but he saw no weapon before his eyes.

"W-Why?!" He asked.

But at that moment, he suddenly noticed that the whole surroundings began to spin as if the entire world was moving upside down.

A second later, he realized that his head had long decapitated from his body!

Meanwhile, Charles slashed his sword to remove the bloodstain and once again moved towards the others. Like the last time, he didn't hold back his strength and arrived before the group of three other foreign knights and the demon sorcerer. After that, he once again aimed his sword and attacked them. Although they tried their best, none of them managed even to see his sword movements.

Except for the Demon Sorcerer, the other three knights fell on the ground one by one. One guy completely lost his head, while the other two lost both limbs and pathetically crawled on the earthen road.

Only the Demon Sorcerer stood there unharmed and stared back at Charles with a dumbfounded look on his face.

Although the person who appeared in front of him was just a 14-year-old kid, he felt a strange sense of fear appear in his heart.

'Do I have to use my bloodline spells?' But if he did that, he knew that this Baron might kill all other foreign knights in the name of treason!

Hiding his fear, the Demon Sorcerer gripped his sword tighter and asked.

"Why are you doing this to us, My Lord?" He continued to act like a real Knight.

Upon seeing this, Charles looked at him coldly and thrust his sword at his throat.

Meanwhile, the Demon Sorcerer gritted his teeth and cast his defensive blood spell.

A second later, his whole body bathed in bright red light, and a reddish layer appeared around his body. What's more shocking was that the injured knights' blood suddenly rose in the air and soon merged into the defensive later.

Although the foreign knights tried to move away, some invisible force appeared around their bodies and shackled their movements. Before long, the remaining two injured knights lost their consciousness and didn't move anymore.

On the other hand, the Demon Sorcerer tried to stop Charles by casting another spell, but he just thrust his sword at his head as if to cut it. At that moment, Charles's sword ripped the defensive blood layer like paper and moved forward while leaving blurry images.

But just as his sword was about to pierce his head, a sunshine light appeared in front of Demon Sorcerer's face and formed a defensive shield!

The next instant, Charles's sword clashed against the light shield and let out a clanging sound.

Upon seeing this, Charles squinted his eyes and turned around.

At that moment, he saw Bishop Blake, and more than 20 Light Knights had already appeared behind him.

"What are you doing, Father Blake?" Charles asked in a cold tone.

Meanwhile, Bishop let out a deep sigh and spoke.

"You are just escalating the problem, Lord Baron. Even if he is a traitor, I won't allow you to kill him. Listen to me-"

Before he could even finish his words, Charles glared at him and cut him off.

"Listen to you? I don't think you are in a position to order me around, Father."

Saying so, he once again infused his fire-elemental energy with his sword, turned his gaze towards the scared Demon Sorcerer, and made a vertical slash at the light shield.

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But unlike the last time, the sword edges let out a pure reddish aura and gave everyone a feeling of strange emptiness. Then, his sword appeared above the Demon Sorcerer's head, broke the light shield, and directly landed on his head.

The next instant, the Demon Sorcerer felt the blood pouring from his forehead. He could only feel pain in his entire body as blood began to spill. He opened his mouth to ask, but no words came out of his mouth.

Just as Charles had wanted, the Demon Sorcerer fell to the ground. Even though he had cast his blood spell, a neat vertical cut appeared on his body and cleaved him into two.

He died in a second!

"Y-You! Why did you kill him?" Bishop stared at the sliced body with a shocked face and soon let out a disappointing sigh.

He then made a hand signal towards the Light Knights and spoke.

"I already learned about your secrets, Lord Baron. Although you chose to become a Demon Sorcerer to take revenge, you got consumed by the evil power in return. But it's still not too late to back away from the path of the darkness. Take out the accursed legacy of the pioneer knight; I'll cast the light purification spell and clean your wicked thoughts."

Saying so, he moved his hand towards the grey robe, took out a book from his pocket, and opened it.

A second later, a dazzling ray of sunshine light came out from the book and enveloped his body.

Simultaneously, he flipped the pages and started reciting an ancient prayer.

On the other hand, the twenty-plus Light Knights also spread out and soon surrounded Charles from all directions.

Meanwhile, Charles also saw more foreign knights were coming from the opposite side and felt it was the right time to retreat.

Still, he maintained his acting, looked at the surrounding knights in confusion, and soon widened his eyes.

"W-What are you planning to do, Father Blake-?"

Before he could finish his words, a light whip came out of the book and directly entangled his neck all of a sudden.

"Y-You! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Charles showed an understanding look and roared in anger.

At that moment, his face also contorted all of a sudden as he struggled wildly and glared at Bishop Blake, full of hate.