The moment I jumped off the windowsill, I saw three figures running towards me...
Sure enough, Agatha was the first to jump down with me!
Whew...
A gentle breeze brushed past my ears, and the scenery before me rushed past. I focused my mind, found a relatively safe spot, and used the wind magic to cushion my landing.
"Cough cough..."
As soon as I stepped onto the ground, a strong smell of blood rushed into my throat, making me feel nauseous.
"Azure Crown"
Although using healing magic on myself wouldn't achieve the desired effect, the immediate priority is to stop the bleeding.
"Um……"
Then, I took off my robe and wrapped it tightly around my waist, trying my best to prevent the wound from bleeding.
"Leon! Are you alright?!"
By the moonlight, I could clearly see that Olivia was the last to land, and she was approaching me with a worried expression.
As for Agatha, she was immediately drawn into the conversation by the Sixth Prince, seemingly understanding why I was doing this and that he was buying me time.
"Oops……"
However, just as I was about to stand up, I felt a wave of dizziness and my vision became blurry, seemingly due to excessive blood loss.
"This is bad..."
Trying to steady himself, he struggled to find his balance, veering left and right. Finally, his legs gave way, and he collapsed face down on the ground.
"Leon!"
After I called out, I realized that Olivia had caught me in time and helped me up, so I didn't fall to the ground.
"..."
Despite wanting to do something, he still ended up dragging the two of them down.
With Olivia's help, I tried to calm myself down and even out my breathing. Being too anxious would only affect my thinking.
"I'm fine, Olivia, you go help the Sixth Prince quickly. I'll cover you with magic from behind!"
Shaking my groggy mind awake, I pushed Olivia away, indicating that she didn't need to worry about me.
Although she was very worried about my condition, for the sake of the bigger picture, Olivia could only walk towards the sixth prince, raise her sword, and join the battle.
"Leon! Now... we can't fall!"
After encouraging myself in this way.
Huff... huff...
I took two more deep breaths, concentrated, and barely managed to steady myself. Next, I had to completely defeat the crazy woman before I lost consciousness.
"Is it finally time for a King-level magic to make its appearance...?"
Looking at the crazed woman in front of me, I knew that my time was running out. The Sixth Prince was also starting to fall into a disadvantageous position, parrying the madwoman's attacks and appearing somewhat flustered.
Even after Olivia joined the battle, she still couldn't gain any advantage.
"Thunder from all directions, shattering the darkness—heavenly thunder."
I thought of the extremely destructive lightning magic. At the same time, I gathered all my magic power in my right hand, raised my palm, and instantly dark clouds gathered, a dense, oppressive mass.
After a few seconds of delay—
A terrifying storm swept around, with lightning flashing through the dark clouds.
As the magic gathered, lightning bolts leaped continuously in the clouds, producing a deafening roar.
"We can't let her escape again."
Sensing that I was gathering some powerful magic, Agatha disregarded the attacks of the Sixth Prince and Olivia and turned to charge at me.
"Fourfold: Rashomon"
Almost at the same moment Agatha broke free from the two men, four earthen walls suddenly rose from the ground, surrounding her.
Finally, the expanding lightning bolt struck downwards at an astonishing speed.
Boom...
"ah……"
A scream could be heard, and as the four earthen walls crumbled, she finally collapsed to the ground, powerless.
"This time... it should be resolved, right..."
I breathed a sigh of relief, but my body grew weaker and weaker. My wounds started bleeding again. I tried to steady myself, but I couldn't muster any strength and finally collapsed to the ground.
"Leon...!"
Before losing consciousness, he could hear Olivia's anxious cries, but the scenery before him began to darken.
"It's finally over..."
A moment later, I could hear a commotion of footsteps, probably the patrolling guards rushing over after hearing the commotion.
But at that moment, I completely lost consciousness...
The sixth prince quickly seized the opportunity, placing his longsword against Agatha's neck as if to declare victory.
However, Agatha did not put up any resistance at this moment. After a brief moment of distraction, she actually used the sixth prince's longsword to meet the attack head-on.
Whoosh...
With a thud, Agatha's head fell to the ground, rolled to the side, and gushed out blood, splattering it on the ground.
At this moment, it's unclear what caused her to do this; perhaps it was because of the Seventh Prince's order.
Or, it could be a form of suicide where the assassin is defeated but not captured by the enemy.
Or perhaps, at this moment, Agatha Christie was finally freed.
In short, it is truly regrettable that a generation of sword kings has fallen like this.
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