Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 455 - 455 213 Kill One Person_3

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Stop them!”

“Quick, protect the Lord!” The Heavy Armored Knights returning to Shatai City didn’t understand why the Soldiers were so scared as if they had betrayed.

As Guards of the Baron, they dutifully turned their weapons, pushed through the crowd of soldiers blocking the way, and rushed to guard below the stairs, Shatai Baron immediately felt relieved and secure enough to gasp and curse: “Kill that madman!”

Several guards raised their long swords and spears, rushing towards the black-haired Knight who was approaching with a sword.

Passing the guards who stepped aside, Leon called out: “…Olivia.”

The blonde-haired, golden-eyed girl heard him and strode past her lover.

Her petite body crouched down, her feet clad in Shin Armor stomped on the floor, and the Scale Armor Battle Skirt fluttered.

——Whoosh!

The guards were astonished at the wind-like speed; they felt a numbness in their backs and hurriedly chopped down with the spear blade, misjudging the distance.

He didn’t hit, but feeling a weight in his hand, without clearly seeing the girl’s move, he was already outmaneuvered to his right front, and even caught a glimpse of her iron fingers seizing the spear’s shaft.

In the next second, a shake passed through the thick Armor of his waist, and the guard’s view soared into the air.

Olivia tightly gripped the Long Spear, took control of the handle, and swung it, flinging the body of the Kantadar warrior in front of her.

“——Ah!” The guard’s weapon flew out of his hands as he screamed, his body was flung into the crowd.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, the girl spun around, holding the seized spear inversely, a sharp clink rang out, pinning the incoming long sword, and with a momentum, her left hand slammed down the tail shaft.

Thump!

The second guard’s body heavily flew backward.

With a turn of her hands holding the spear upright, she danced out a fearsome gale that shattered the air, swinging at the guards blocking her way…

The sound of clanging grew louder.

….Weapons fell out of hands, the blades twisted…

The girl, like a lion plunging into a flock of sheep, smashed and swept, the heavy spear in her fierce blows had no equal.

The Lord’s Guard were bounced around like rubber balls, their Armor scraping the floor as they collided into soldiers on either side, each crashing between the hall walls and pillars with cries of pain.

The bewildered guards retreated even further, watching the cleared scene of guards, their hearts racing with terror, thankful that they did not block the Valkyrie’s path.

With wide terrified eyes, Baron Shatai in horror realized something terrible.

He tried to flee from his seat.

Turning around in panic, suddenly feeling ice-cold in his limbs.

The black-haired Knight holding a long sword, had somehow already reached his side.

“Who are you!

What do you want?!

Harm a noble!

My family won’t let you go!”

Stepping back, staring at those cold, murderous dark eyes, Baron Shatai’s voice nearly broke.

In panic, he drew his ornately gilded and jewel-encrusted sword from his waist and waved it, but his neglected martial arts for decades made his moves laughable and sluggish.

“Ah!” A sharp pain in his hand made Baron Shatai’s precious sword fly out of his grip, clanging down the stairs.

“Wait a moment!

Who sent you!

I can give you ten times!

No!

A hundred times!!

Someone!!

Come save me!!

Protect your Lord!

Yevan!

Yevan save me!!

No!

Don’t…..

Ah—uh!!——…”

Not far away, Yevan closed his eyes, the disheartened young Knight, mournful not for the despicable father’s death, but unwilling to witness his pitiful appearance.

Pleas for mercy and help abruptly ceased.

The steel sword that dropped the jewel sword penetrated the heart, the blood-stained cold light sleekly pierced through Baron Shatai’s chest from behind.

“To think you could be called a Knight, I feel it devalues the title.”

With a sound of a blade passing through sinew and flesh, Leon withdrew the long sword, flipping the sword hilt.

Still warm blood splattered from the blade’s edge, slanting upon the throne.

The corpulent body lost its strength and rolled off the high steps with a thud.

The pooling blood formed a puddle…

the dying gurgles gradually ceased.

The hall fell silent due to the murder of Shatai City’s ruler.

Everyone was at a loss, even the fallen guards on the ground ceased their cries of pain.

Leaning on the spear, standing beneath the stairs, Olivia with slightly lowered eyes, glanced at the deceased Baron’s body.

…The girl’s golden eyes were thoughtful.

Sheathing the blood-cleared long sword, Leon stood beside the Lord’s Throne, surveying the hall.

He addressed the young Knight still staring blankly at his father’s body: “Shatai City’s ruler was killed by a Griffin Knight from Orland.

From now on, Sir Yevan, you are the new Baron of Shatai City.

…Does anyone object?”