He was devoted to martial arts and his beliefs, and was strict with himself, regarding Van Rexor as his only master.
At the same time, he was also a powerful warrior personally selected by Van Rexor, who possessed unfathomable and unique magical fist techniques.
He once single-handedly and with his bare hands slayed a fiery dragon from the West, and obtained proof of his strength from the dragon—the Flame Emblem.
Philsa's nemesis was also a knight, not a completely wicked person, and had even made many contributions to the kingdom.
Van Titeren, almost entirely devoted to the kingdom's honor, was consumed by the kingdom's destruction. Driven by love for his homeland, he relentlessly pursued and sought out Felsa—also known as Elfons—to exact revenge.
Philsa felt ashamed, realizing that he was no match for such an enemy, neither in martial arts nor in conviction.
Faced with such an enemy, do I have a chance of winning? Even the most skilled martial artist wouldn't dare to boast that they have a 100% chance of winning.
Even General Keleser, who had defeated him before, might not be able to defeat Van so easily.
However, before he could think too much, a scream from outside the window shattered his thoughts.
What followed was the demonic aura that had been gradually approaching until now, and was only now being detected by Philsa's senses.
With a heavy heart, he ran downstairs at the speed his body could handle.
He then asked the medicine supply room on the third floor of the guild for several painkiller injections.
This is an emergency medication that has the special effect of numbing the pain nerves around the wound for a short period of time. Philsa had to use it so that the wound wouldn't get in the way during his actions.
He quickly tore open the packaging, then aimed the sharp needle at his wound and stabbed himself, experiencing a sharp, intense pain that brought tears to his eyes.
Although the wound was the same as before, there was no pain at all, and the arm could move normally. If it was bandaged tightly again, it shouldn't be in the way anymore. Without saying a word, he inserted a second needle into the second wound—the burn on his left lower abdomen.
The nurses who witnessed this scene were stunned. Although his wound was no longer painful, blood was still oozing from it due to the puncture from a hard object.
The nurses quickly brought over several rolls of bandages and helped with the bandaging.
From the moment he arrived until the moment he left, the Knights' Guild remained deserted. The remote town did not receive a warm welcome from the knights.
The reason might be that they are worried about the lack of medicine in this impoverished area, and they don't want to accept expensive treatments.
Work-related injuries, if not treated promptly, can sometimes be fatal.
"Where are the others?"
“I’m sorry, very few people come to the Knights’ Guild here…” one of the nurses replied in a low voice.
Will those adventurers... come to help?
"Probably not," she continued under Philsa's persistent questioning. "Because the Adventurers' Guild doesn't have such a request. Under normal circumstances, adventurers wouldn't bother with it. They'd say things like, 'The knights are enough,' and so on..."
"I see."
He nodded to indicate that he understood, quickly put on the black coat of the knights, not even bothering to check the collar, first checking his own equipment—a sword and the newly added gauntlet shield—before running out of the guild.
Following the direction from which the demonic aura emanated, Philsa gave chase. The once relatively tidy road was now a chaotic mess, as if startled. Some people had even carelessly discarded their newly purchased goods, fleeing to nearby safety long ago. He could only vaguely hear the sound of running footsteps, but there wasn't a single person in sight.
Philsa blamed himself, wondering why he, who was usually so perceptive, had failed to detect the demon's presence before it arrived.
Was it because I was too engrossed in reading? No, that's not right. As soon as "Magic Perception" is triggered, the magic veins surge rapidly, and all the cells and magic particles in my body enter a state of readiness.
Such a bodily reaction is completely outside the control of the brain's central nervous system, and is somewhat similar to an allergy.
He scanned the area in a fan shape with his eyes, and in no time, he spotted his prey in his field of vision—
Against the backdrop of the blue sky, a dark dot fluttered like a flea on the roof ridge. It was fleeing into the distance.
Several bloody scratches and some gruesome, fragmented remains were visible on the ground. Even so, it was enough to terrify an ordinary person. This also proved that someone had been murdered.
Just as he looked around, pondering how to catch up with the demon using the shortest route, a gunshot rang out nearby.
Shortly after, the pulsating demonic figure in the distance let out a mournful cry that sounded like a human's, lost its ability to move, and suddenly fell from the sky, crashing into the back of a hotel building a dozen meters away.
One strike was fatal; the demonic energy vanished instantly.
While marveling at the sniper's precise marksmanship, Philsa searched his memory for the familiar sound of gunfire and the lingering smell of gunpowder.
Then, he suddenly remembered, patted his malfunctioning brain, and rushed to the spot where the demon had fallen and lost its life to "assemble".
If the prey is hit by his demon hunter's arrow, regardless of whether it dies on the spot, the key point is that the prey will definitely die from a fatal hit.
Several men dressed in black, wearing the same style of uniform as Philsa, gathered in the backyard of the town hotel.
Among them, a burly middle-aged man, wearing sunglasses, was acting as the on-site commander, giving orders to his subordinates with a stern face.
Actually, there were not only Silverwing Knights present, but also several members from other knight orders, dressed in purple with armor over their outer garments, presumably members of the Obsidian Knights.
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