"In terms of combat strength, he is stronger than a fourth-tier fighter, but weaker than a true legend."
Shirin's intention with that lightning spear was more to strike, not to actually kill Reinhard.
However, she really didn't expect that the other party would not dodge at all and would directly choose to take the hit with their bare hands.
"Is he trying to die? This world is strange in every way."
"Moreover, this feeling of being watched is getting stronger and stronger."
It wasn't the feeling of being watched by magic; she knew that the Starchaser's audience was observing her every move through that feeling.
The gaze that made her uncomfortable...
From the sky.
Behind layers of dark clouds, a gaze silently looks down.
No, this gaze has been there from the very beginning!
No matter what she was doing, whether she was a maid in a dark secret room or in the corridors of the palace, that gaze never left her.
It's just that this feeling has become stronger over time.
"What exactly is this...?"
The feeling of being watched was uncomfortable, and after a moment of contemplation, Shirin used a spell.
A hazy mist formed around us, obscuring everything, and the feeling of being spied on gradually subsided.
boom!
Turning her head to look at the highest point of the palace, Shirin could vaguely see the flames of the battle that had broken out.
"Huh? Another person is fighting with him?"
Although the two forces were not clearly distinguishable, they did not seem to be significantly different...
"Who could it be? The contestants aren't strong enough, so could it be another legend from this world?"
That's how it should be, but what is this feeling of familiarity...?
There shouldn't be any acquaintances there, right?
"It couldn't be Ning Feng, could it?"
Suddenly realizing what she'd just said, Xilin shook her head and smiled, then said self-deprecatingly:
What are you thinking about?
It seems I've been worrying too much, and even this kind of thing makes me think of him.
"Ning Feng, where are you? I miss you a little..."
With a sigh, Shirin lamented:
Even if he acts impulsively, Ning Feng would be no match for that king.
"Besides, he has never been the impulsive type."
...
...
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"fighting!"
Roaring, Lai Enhart slammed his greatsword down on Ning Feng.
"Tsk... I say, hasn't your personality changed quite a bit?"
With a flap of his bat wings, Ning Feng swiftly dodged Enhart's attack in mid-air, looking at the charging skeleton warrior with a somewhat speechless expression.
That's not right!
Weren't you just begging to die?
Why are you acting like an excited berserker now?
This doesn't make sense, does it?
Hahahaha!
"Stop dodging! Come on! Fight like a man!"
"Either you kill me, or I kill you!"
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