Although I never witnessed his battle on the night of the feast, just hearing about it—that he was able to retrieve the Wind Vortex Stone from King Augustine at a gathering of heroes—suggests that his strength should not be underestimated.
Philsa drew his steel sword from beneath his cloak, and without even looking up, pointed it at the opposing red blade.
The blonde girl drew her sword, ready to fight. The prey began to struggle within the Midnight Slasher's tightening net.
Philsa took a step forward, about to exert force with his feet, attempting to break through the encirclement at an astonishing speed. However, at the very moment he took his first step, his attention was focused only on what was ahead, completely ignoring the sneak attack coming from behind.
An arrow shot out from within the encirclement, striking Philsa in the left shoulder. The arrow nearly pierced the wound, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground. The three men were completely unaware of this sneak attack, let alone prepared to defend against it.
A fierce battle was about to break out. Seeing Jielu reach for her waist, preparing to draw her sword, Bao Ren immediately dismounted and assumed a very similar stance. This revealed that both were swordsmen from the East.
In this brief moment, Yug did not intervene, but instead helped the injured person up. The injured person was motionless, presumably unconscious from severe injuries.
The thin blade and the dew were very close, almost less than a meter apart. Whoever struck first would be able to kill the other.
However, at this moment, both of them were assessing each other's moves. Jielu kept her eyes fixed on the knife at her left hip, waiting to intercept it the instant it was drawn.
But Bo Ren kept his eyes fixed on Jie Lu, waiting for the moment when she would raise her murderous intent.
The thin blade caught a change in her opponent's eyes, and in the next instant, Jielu lost patience and struck first. The crescent-shaped arc of light from bottom to top unfortunately only cut off a few strands of her opponent's sideburns.
The thin blade dodged the slash without causing any damage, and Jielu's preemptive attack failed. Before the stray hairs fluttering in the air could even hit the ground, the thin blade swung a sharp slash at Jielu's lower abdomen.
Jielu turned her knife to defend, but was still struck hard, the blade broke, and a deadly glint flashed before her eyes.
After a gust of wind, Red Blade heard the sound of Thin Blade closing its sheath. The girl in black lay on the ground, severely wounded. Being struck at such close range, she should have been dead long ago. However, strangely—
"No bleeding? How is that possible?" The thin blade was drawn, sheathed, and scabbed in one fluid motion before the fact was discovered.
The girl lay motionless on the ground, a corpse, devoid of life. Her sword, broken, lay nearby.
Thin Blade remained filled with doubt and surprise until the sudden neighing of a horse beside him interrupted his train of thought.
Looking back, he saw Red Blade riding his horse, quickly breaking away from the encirclement, galloping off in another direction without looking back, leaving behind his prey—Yuge—whom he was about to confront.
She suddenly realized who the young man in the felt hat was: "The most famous crystallizer in Xingli, respectfully known as 'Death Glass,' Yug... Huckleberry!"
The moment the question was answered, the "prey" before them reverted to its original form—the bodies of the three dolls began to melt and fade, turning back into tangled clumps of threads as if they had lost their support.
4. The real Firsa was running alone in the jungle, bypassing Shiduwominbele, heading towards another forest where he was to meet his companions.
At night, the cloak's color makes it difficult to spot in the forest.
But he heard the sound of horses' hooves approaching.
It was unexpected that the puppet's trick was exposed in such a short time, but it did buy Jelu and Yug enough time to escape.
The three puppets released by Yug swaggered out of the north gate of the city, leading most of the Midnight Slayers to the northern stone road, and they went further and further away.
At this time, Philsa and his two companions were still lingering in the city.
However, Yug was worried that the puppet's trick would be easily exposed, as the Midnight Slayers were a group of experienced and excellent hounds.
Philsa decided to separate from the two, letting them escape with the Wind Vortex Stone first. If they were discovered, they would pursue Philsa first, not the other two.
The two of them are probably waiting for me at the pre-arranged location.
However, the enemy seems to be more troublesome than expected.
"I almost fell for your trick. I just realized that you're blind, but you move around just like someone who isn't wearing a blindfold, and when you go crazy, you're even more ferocious than an ordinary person."
Red Blade's provocative voice echoed all around, startling the crows perched on the branches. The sound of hooves grew closer, seemingly coming on the beat of the crows' wings, along with the crunching of falling leaves and the whistling of the night wind. The distant howls of wolves could also be heard.
There was only one person approaching, rapidly closing in. Philsa, with her keen hearing, could discern the details. Unable to outrun four-legged creatures, Philsa gradually slowed her pace.
"You've been blind for so many years, your senses have become incredibly sharp. A hidden arrow couldn't possibly harm you. Right? It's rare for me, Red Blade, to have such high praise for you!"
Even without relying on hearing, his magical perception alone was enough to clearly detect the enemy's intense magical aura. Philsa arrived at a spacious area in the jungle, where the trees were sparse.
It seemed to be the perfect battlefield prepared for the duel between the two.
He stopped in his tracks, knowing that he would have to face an inevitable battle sooner or later.
The bright moon high in the sky was beginning to dim. Night was drawing to a close. Red Blade passed Philsa, stopped his horse in front of him, and looked down at him with a hint of disdain. Red Blade's horse neighed incessantly, a show of defiance towards his enemy.
“The king’s lackey.” Philsa did not retreat, but lowered his head slightly to feel the murderous aura coming towards him.
A flash of magical light emanated from the clenched hands, condensing into an ice sword that was half again as long as an ordinary steel sword.
Upon hearing this title, Red Blade snorted and chuckled twice. "Those who said that are all buried in the ground now."
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