Chapter 171 Don’t say that, it’s useless

"They are coming."

George Patton, who was sitting in Boca's living room drinking tea, suddenly said, "Do you feel it?"

"...Well, I sensed that someone is putting a curse on my house."

Boca's face turned ugly, but at the same time he felt fortunate - fortunately he was decisive enough.

His attitude was extremely respectful, even to the point of humility: "Your Excellency, Great Guardian, what should I do now?

"Should I go out and get their attention, or just stay here?"

"casual."

The Great Guardian didn't bother to pay attention to him and just gave a brief reply.

Even though Boca was a witness, he wasn't a good person either. However, interrogating him would be a later matter; right now, we had to help him deal with these scumbags.

He said to his griffin, "Protect David and Mr. Boca."

"Don't you need my help?"

Philip, who was lying in the living room, said in a deep voice.

Angelica and David were beside him, and they surrounded David on both sides, so even if there were gunmen outside, they could block his sniper attack.

"I'll tell you if I need your help."

George said briefly, "But it shouldn't be necessary now."

He really looked down on these people.

He had seen their configuration clearly through the "Eye of Avalon" - the only one who could be considered strong was Lloyd.

Although there was also a middle-aged woman with some strength... but she might be a transcendent who had adapted to the Tao and was keenly aware of George's prying, so she ran away before the carriage stopped.

As for the "Aleister" mentioned by Boca, he didn't come at all.

——But that doesn’t matter.

Even if Aleister can't catch him, it would be good to catch Lloyd.

As long as he protects Boca as a tainted witness, he can slowly unravel a whole network of corruption.

"Anyway, be careful."

Philip casually reminded him, then turned around and looked at Boca with his sharp eyes, warning: "I will keep an eye on you, don't do anything tricky."

"No, no..."

Boca smiled bitterly.

How dare he do anything tricky?

He's not stupid...

George slowly drew out the elven scimitar slung on both sides of his body.

They were a pair of scimitars that looked as slender as willow leaves, with one handle black and one white. The slender and thin blades were about one meter long and shone with a dazzling silver light.

This is a mysterious craft from the Taichu Empire, a batch of which was previously given to the Theocracy as a gift. Due to its scarcity, the Theocracy's elven artisans reproduced it using elven craftsmanship.

The one in George's hand is a replica, so it looks more elven-style - that is, the main color is silver, the scabbard is engraved with flowers and leaves, and there are a large number of gems inlaid on the handle and elven inscriptions on the blade.

The sword in his hand had been personally blessed by the previous Pope, bearing the dual protections of Candlelight and Eternal Self. It had been given as a gift by the Theocracy to the then-new nation of Avalon, and now served as a testament to the power passed down from generation to generation by the Grand Guardian.

This is a true national treasure.

It's so light and sharp, yet has a much stronger structure than it looks.

As George slowly injected his wind-attribute magic power into it, the blade gradually became invisible.

Instead, there were two faintly visible arcs of light, one white and one black.

This pair of scimitars can convert wind-attribute magic into light and dark attributes - light-attribute magic is extremely effective against demons, while dark-attribute magic is extremely lethal to the human body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

With the help of the "Eye of Avalon", he saw all the people surrounding 113 Green Vine Avenue and marked them one by one.

When he regained his vision, the outlines of those people were already visible in his eyes even though there was a wall between them.

George kicked the door open—and immediately the sound of a baby crying was heard.

——That’s the cursed baby!

A vicious curse that is sure to hit and can tear out the heart and freeze internal organs!

Immediately afterwards, bullets from at least ten guns rained down - those were not the common pistols or semi-automatic rifles in Avalon, but fully automatic rifles smuggled from the Star Antimony Kingdom!

These demonologists' marksmanship was clearly not very good. Large shards of their deflected bullets landed on the wall, creating clouds of dust.

But George completely ignored these bullets that could penetrate the wall.

He didn't even look as a violent hurricane erupted from his body, deflecting all the bullets. The howling storm made it impossible for people to stand still, and the flying sand and rocks could only cover their eyes.

A ray of bright light flashed through the storm, and the cursed baby was split into two.

A howling storm rose from the ground, leaping through the crowd like a streak of white lightning. Blood splattered almost simultaneously, then was drawn away by the storm. The demonologists didn't even see who they were facing before they felt a bolt of lightning strike them, and they lost consciousness.

Those demonologists were beheaded in an instant. They were not tortured, and many of them did not even realize they were dead.

He didn't spare the demons either - the demons that would have been automatically dispelled in a moment were all pierced by the arcs of light and burst into black smoke and dust on the spot.

The lightning was dancing among the crowd in an almost random manner, and spells were completely unable to capture it because neither the eyes nor the mental power could lock onto the opponent.

George would only briefly appear when targeting slightly stronger demons.

Then, in an instant, he slashed out at least three times, tearing the opponent into pieces, and then turned into lightning again, crackling and leaping in the storm.

When the storm died down and George reappeared, Lloyd was the only one left alive.

George slowly raised the two invisible swords in his hands, crossed them in front of him, and then swung them.

Two bloodstains appeared in front of him in the shape of a cross, one black and one red.

The blade, once again reappearing, gleamed like new. The Great Guardian's expression remained unchanged, and even his breathing didn't quicken. It was as if he hadn't just slaughtered over thirty demonologists of at least the third level and their demons in a matter of seconds, but rather had simply eaten a meal.

Seeing this scene, Tommy's back was soaked with sweat.

Of course he knew the Great Guardian, but he never imagined that the person who came to protect Boka would be him!

——If Boka knew the Great Guardian, why would he be so cowardly?!

Tommy wanted to run—but he knew he couldn't.

Since the Great Guardian was here, his griffin must be here too. He might have a chance to outrun the Great Guardian, but he definitely couldn't outrun the griffin.

A pureblooded griffin is a favorite of the wind, able to blend into the storm. Without tearing through the atmosphere, it can surpass the speed of sound—a speed unattainable by human flesh and blood.

Therefore, when Tommy saw the Great Guardian slowly walking towards him, all he could do was beg for mercy: "Your Excellency, Great Guardian, I think this must be a misunderstanding..."

"oh?"

The Great Guardian simply walked forward slowly, speaking calmly, "Are you talking about the misunderstanding of illegal firearms smuggling, or the misunderstanding of kidnapping the heir of the founding family? Or the misunderstanding of murdering a sitting judge in public, or the misunderstanding of using a cursed baby as material to cast a spell?"

"Or...is it a misunderstanding that attacked the Supervisory Bureau's highest administrator, the Grand Guardian?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared.

Tommy was instantly terrified—he subconsciously took a step back, and the labyrinth demon he had contracted emerged from the void, letting out a heart-shaking roar.

It was a massive demon, over three meters tall. It had the head and hooves of a bull, and the body of a human. Its body was covered in pitch-black fur, and its muscles bulged. Two balls of cyan flame burned in its pupils, and in one hand, it held a dark golden battle axe as tall as its own.

The Labyrinth Demon is a legitimate high-ranking demon, and is one of the reasons why Tommy was able to join the Noble Red Society.

As the labyrinth demon roared, prison-like stone walls continued to rise layer by layer.

Curses etched in blood on these stone walls reveal a vast interior vaster than it appears from the outside. The walls are incredibly strong and difficult to breach. Yet, a labyrinth fiend can traverse them freely. The maze has only one correct exit; all others are dead ends. Leaving a dead end leads to the Dream Realm, where mortals who enter will instantly die.

This is Tommy's final trump card.

He was teleported out of the maze and looked at the tall stone wall in front of him nervously.

But after only about ten minutes, the stone wall collapsed and disappeared like an illusion.

The Great Guardian appeared in a slightly disheveled state, but intact.

He took two breaths and looked at Tommy with deep eyes: "Not bad, Lao..."

"——Stop talking, I surrender."

Tommy prostrated himself on the ground without hesitation and lay motionless.

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(End of this chapter)