Why must the devil be Defeated?
Chapter 476 - 462 "Wait for me.

Chapter 476: 462 "Wait for me.

Royal Capital, North Gate Suburb.

At the break of dawn, wrapped in a black robe, Thielle slowly made her appearance here and started walking forward.

However, she didn’t walk far before stopping in her tracks.

Because, in front of her, a person appeared.

"You finally came."

Dressed in the armor of a Guard Knight, a sword strapped to his waist, an elderly man who looked to be in his sixties emerged from the shadows nearby and approached Thielle.

"I started to think you didn’t want to follow me."

That’s what William said, with a nonchalant tone.

Thielle ignored him and simply continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, William let out a cold laugh.

"It seems you’ve already said your farewells," he said casually, "You didn’t tell Shane Beizitu about our business, did you?"

Earlier, when William was ready to take Thielle with him, Thielle had claimed she needed to return one last time to take a final look at the people around her.

William had not wanted to agree, but Thielle refused his threats outright, adamant about going back no matter what, and William, who dared not lay a hand on her, was left without recourse.

Reluctantly, William agreed, but he told Thielle she must not reveal his existence or that she was leaving to anyone.

Thielle had agreed.

Which is why William asked this question.

Who could have thought...

"I didn’t mention it to anyone," Thielle said indifferently. "Except Shane."

Upon hearing these words, the smile on William’s face froze.

"You... you’ve told Shane Beizitu about this matter?"

William instantly became enraged.

Thielle remained unmoved.

It was only to be expected.

"First, allow me to thank you for telling me such important information," Thielle spoke flatly. "However, you were right about one thing."

What could that be?

"I really don’t want to go with you."

As soon as she finished speaking...

"Ptui!"

A blade, glittering with red Magic Light, suddenly penetrated William’s abdomen and pierced out from his back.

Thielle abruptly lashed out, unhesitatingly activating the "Magical Sword" Skill, thrusting the blade through William’s heart.

"What...?!"

William had not anticipated this turn of events and could not believe that Thielle dared to attack him. As he stared at his blood-soaked chest, he looked at Thielle, who was within arm’s reach, in disbelief.

But his expression was met only with a cold retort.

"I must say, you’re quite ridiculous," Thielle pushed the blade deeper into William’s body, speaking coldly, "Coming to me and claiming you were originally here to take my life, only refraining from acting because you feared Shane. Since you’ve been so outspoken, do you really think I’d naively go with you to your territory to be slaughtered at will?"

"Cough...!" William couldn’t help coughing up a mouthful of blood, glaring at Thielle, and roared bitterly, "Don’t you want to find that thing anymore...?!"

"Of course I want to find it," Thielle replied emotionlessly. "But I never said I’d look for it with you."

William was stunned.

"That thing is in the Imperial City of the Empire, you said that, didn’t you?" Thielle looked straight at William, "Since you’ve so kindly pointed me in the right direction, I no longer need you."

"You wouldn’t just hand over what I want, you were simply trying to lure me to the Imperial City."

Thielle’s words filled William with rage, and his trembling hands reached for the Longsword at his waist.

Thielle, as if oblivious to his actions, continued to deliver her chilling words.

"The Imperial City, I’ll go by myself."

"The thing, I’ll find on my own."

"You wanted to deceive me into going?"

"Well, you’ve succeeded."

"But whether you can find me or capture me, to achieve your goals, that’ll depend on your own abilities."

"I’m looking forward to the strength of the Leferut Family, and even more so the strength of the person pulling your strings from behind."

After saying that, an empty hand of Thielle suddenly gripped another blade.

"Ptui!"

In a flash of red light, the blade imbued with "Magical Sword" Skill severed the old man’s head.

The headless body quietly fell.

Blood spilled all over the ground.

But Thielle simply flicked the blood off the blade in her hand, not even glancing at the body on the ground. Instead, she turned her head back, looking towards the Royal Capital as if she could see the luxurious mansion at the center of the Noble District, seeing the man who had just received everything from her, a hint of affection in her eyes.

"Wait for me..."

With these words, Thielle turned and left.

All that was left at the scene was a headless corpse, lying in a pool of blood, looking so tragic.

...

At the same time, in the wilderness not far from the Royal Capital, a proud-looking young man appeared, and before him knelt a ten-person squad dressed in black.

If Shane were here, he would definitely recognize this prideful young man as William.

This was the actual appearance of the William that had appeared in the Royal Capital.

However, this William had left the Royal Capital a short while ago and made haste here, to rendezvous with the Elite Assassin squad sent by the Lefirut Family.

Then...

"Ptui!"

At a certain moment, William’s face changed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest like he was severely wounded.

"Young master!"

"Young master!"

The elite assassins were suddenly terrified.

Mr. William paid them no mind, his expression filled with extreme anger.

"Thielle Elbein...!"

He already knew.

Just moments ago, one of the "tentacles" he had painstakingly cultivated was killed by Tielle.

For William, who had invested a great deal in nurturing these "tentacles," it was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

"Let’s go!"

William immediately growled at all the assassins present.

"We’re turning back!"

Now, his only option was to turn back, intercept Tielle, and capture her.

Otherwise, this time, he was sure to lose both his wife and his soldiers.

But William had forgotten that he was not without watchers on his side.

"The sky is not even light yet, where are you headed, Mr. William?"

When such a voice, fresh as a spring breeze, rang out, William’s complexion changed again and again.

"Who...!?"

Beside him, the assassins were all startled, leaping in front of William and drawing their weapons.

In such a situation, a group of people appeared in front of William and the others.

It was a group of fully armed knights.

Leading them was a pair of old and young.

The former was an old knight holding a greatsword, his expression arrogantly cold.

The latter was a prince with a Thunderstorm Greatsword, wearing a smile.

"Prince Harvis..."

William called out the other’s name with a dry voice.

It was indeed Harvis.

"Good evening, Mr. William."

Harvis greeted as if casually, his expression unchanged.

"...What do you mean by this, Prince?"

William’s complexion was dark and quite unattractive, yet he had to say such pretentious words.

Unfortunately, William was under a significant misconception.

He had always looked down on Harvis’s spring-breeze manner, friendly to everyone, unaware that the Prince, when it came to action, would not waste words with anyone.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

In this wild and desolate place, a thunderstorm appeared without any warning: bolts fell from the sky mercilessly, striking William and his men’s location.

Instantly, dust and gravel filled the air as lightning bombarded the earth, causing tremendous destruction.

The elite assassins from the Leferut family had no time to react; they were struck by the thunderstorm, emitting cries of shock and anger amid the roaring and explosions. Some were blown away, some rolled on the ground, and others were struck by lightning, immediately turning into charred corpses.

"Damn it!"

In haste, William could only dodge desperately to avoid a direct hit by the lightning, yet he still suffered from the blast winds and electric arcs, becoming quite ragged.

In contrast, the spring-wind smile on Harvis’s face had already faded.

"Don’t blame me; blame your Leferut family for backing the wrong side and for targeting someone you shouldn’t have, giving me a perfect opportunity."

Harvis then chuckled lightly at the angry William.

"To take the first step in partnership with that being, let your men here become my first gift to him."

With that, the knights behind Harvis immediately charged forward.

"Counterattack!"

William had no choice but to order his remaining subordinates to start resisting.

An unknown clash broke out right there.

The melee was about to erupt.

...

At the Royal Capital, in the Beizut Family residence.

As the day began to brighten, Shane also woke up from his bed.

"Tielle...?"

Shane reached out beside him, not feeling the familiar soft body, only touching a lingering scent and warmth.

This brought Shane to full alertness; he lay silent for a while.

It wasn’t until later that Shane got up and saw a note left by the bedside.

It contained a very simple sentence.

"Wait for me."

Seeing this, a sense of loneliness unavoidably rose in Shane’s heart.

But he believed that Tielle would be able to handle her affairs.

Although she had always been protected by those around her, to the point where Shane himself wasn’t quite at ease and might let others protect her at all costs, this also proved the fact that Tielle was under the Blessing of the Goddess of Fate, heavily protected and favored by destiny.

At the very least, the Goddess of Fate would surely not stand by if her Blessing was in trouble, right?

So, this trip for Tielle could be smoother than Shane imagined, or maybe not.

In that case, he would wait for her for a month, as promised.

And during this month, he also had to do what he wanted to do.

"Alright!"

Shane picked up the note and bounced out of bed.

"Whoo—!"

A gust of cold air swept by, making Shane’s rear feel a blast of coolness.

Shane then realized.

He had yet to put on his clothes.