Clang!
The silvery Knight Sword, like a cold moon, swept across a chilly arc, deflecting the incoming handaxe.
Bruno held his sword in his right hand, heaving great breaths.
He looked back at the crowd dressed in work clothes and chuckled bitterly to himself.
He hadn't expected the short few hundred meters to Villa No. 5 to become so difficult to travel one day.
After Miss Wensy decided to return to the Number Five Villa, he and Vincent almost immediately reacted, covering her as they retreated.
However, the ambush ahead was not so easy to break through.
Before they had taken many steps, another group of enemies appeared from behind.
Although there were no Knights among them, this momentary stall was enough to completely encircle the three of them.
Bruno turned around.
The first batch of enemies they encountered was slowly closing in.
They, along with the new enemies behind, sandwiched the three of them in the middle, like a sandwich.
He stepped forward, with Vincent in front and behind, protecting Miss Wensy in the middle.
Swoosh!
A handaxe suddenly flew again from behind.
Clang!
Vincent swung his sword and blocked the attack.
Bruno seized the opportunity to spin around and thrust his sword.
However, another handaxe from a concealed spot forced a sigh from him as he had to block this new attack instead.
By the time he had the strength to spare, the worker who should have been a Basic Level Knight and had swung the handaxe had already retreated back into the crowd.
Bruno slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the crowd. He looked at the three Knights hidden behind the people and felt a sinking feeling.
It seemed the other side didn't just want to capture Miss Wensy; they probably also wanted to take him and Vincent alive!
"We cannot go on like this," Vincent whispered, his blue eyes reflecting the flames.
Although the two of them were Advanced Knights, facing so many Basic Level Knights and three Advanced Knights, the only outcome would be a dead end.
Bruno glanced at him, then calmly uttered two words,
"I'll go."
Vincent looked at Bruno, his lips quivered but eventually, he remained silent.
In times like this, there was no room for hesitation.
"Three... two..." Bruno whispered, his muscles tensing up gradually.
Vincent, with a somber expression, shifted his feet imperceptibly.
"Give up your resistance, the three of you."
Then, the steward in the beret suddenly spoke from behind the crowd.
The encirclement had just been formed in the reality of spoken words, but in reality, the beret-wearing steward had just walked over.
"Lord Hosone is now but a toothless tiger with his claws lost, his life hanging by a thread. Why continue to stay on a sinking ship?"
The steward in the beret continued speaking.
Their original purpose tonight was to capture these two Advanced Knights; as for Hosone's daughter, Wensy, she was an unexpected bonus.
Of course, if they could capture Wensy as a bargaining chip, the effect would naturally be much better than two Advanced Knights.
Since he was here tonight, naturally, he aimed to maximize the benefits.
Bargaining chips... no one would say no to more.
"Thorne Commerce can give you... Nate Commerce can offer the same..."
The steward in the beret smiled and continued his persuasion.
However, his words were abruptly interrupted by a low roar.
"Now!" Bruno roared and stepped forward, his sword slashing at the nearest enemy.
On the other side, Vincent, without saying a word, brandished his cold, gleaming long sword as he swiftly made his move to break through in the rear!
And Wensy, who had been panicking in her heart, suddenly calmed down at this moment.
She bit her lip tightly, following Vincent's instructions and closely followed behind him.
Swoosh!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Countless handaxes flew at them like meteors.
Vincent's expression unchanged, his steps suddenly paused.
The handaxes passed by, missing him by a hair's breadth, not harming him at all.
He stepped forward, thrusting his sword directly into the heart of the first enemy ahead.
Spurt!
Blood spilled from the enemy's mouth, his eyes dimming instantly as the massive blood loss took its toll.
Vincent lifted his right leg and kicked hard!
However, the axe-wielding workers around them weren't going to let him make his move so easily.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Several sharp axes came chopping at him.
"Ugh."
Vincent grunted.
Fighting alone against multiple attackers, even though he quickly adjusted his stance for defense after kicking, his left shoulder was still grazed by a sharp axe, leaving a long gash.
However, the powerful kick, full of the force of an Advanced Knight, momentarily broke open a gap in the defensive circle.
"Miss, keep up with me!" Vincent took a breath and charged forward with all his might.
As an Advanced Knight, if it weren't for this terrain, those dozen or so axe-wielding Basic Level Knights wouldn't dream of touching a hair on his head!
But to break out in such circumstances, some price had to be paid.
Especially since he only wore chainmail as armor.
Clang!!
The intense clash of weapons suddenly came from behind; Vincent didn't look back.
He knew it was Bruno engaging the three Advanced Knights.
He also knew that Bruno alone couldn't hold them off for long.
He couldn't waste this precious time!
"Ah!"
Vincent roared, kicking away the Basic Level Knights in front of him again!
"Stop him!"
The steward in the beret yelled angrily from behind.
There was nothing he hated more than being interrupted while he was speaking.