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Red gaze full of joy follows the fallen person.

To take the life of one of the strongest of the warriors she had slain, perhaps the one who had tormented her the most over the centuries.

He lightly rotates the poisoned sword, holds it, and stabs it straight down.

The dragon soldier’s eyes, which have not yet lost their fighting spirit, do not avoid the approaching blade, but stare straight at it until the last moment.

This was proof that if his body had not been hardened by poison, he would have blocked the blow with the weapons he was holding.

Therefore, the rabbit, intoxicated with the madness of slaughter, was smiling even more brightly.

Knowing that death, which she knew was inevitable, was in her hands gave her indescribable pleasure.

That’s why she was even more displeased with the spear blade that suddenly intervened and stopped her.

Because I arbitrarily ruined the excitement that was at its peak.

Nevertheless, the murderous spirit wearing the skin of a rabbit was as skilled as the years he had lived.

So much so that one could read that the power and speed of the spear blade aimed precisely at her eyes was enough to take away her eyesight for a while.

The reason he cooled down the desire that had been boiling for a while and quickly leaned back was probably because he was clearly aware of the danger.

The space she retreated from was filled by Liber, who immediately retrieved the spear he had thrown out into his arms and moved forward.

In front of the trembling dragon soldier who had collapsed from poison, he slowly turned the direction of the spear according to the opponent’s steps as if he was protecting her.

At least he didn’t intend to let her die like this.

“Owner!”

As the flow of battle suddenly fluctuated, Centaur Emma, worried about her master’s safety, immediately jumped out and tried to stand by Liber’s side.

The vampire Luvia, who was in the midst of flying between the shadows and blocking the rampaging spiders that captured the Queen, also turned in the air and tried to land between her enemy and her master.

Their master is strong, but discussing the odds of winning against such unpredictable madness, and even gambling with the safety of the person most important to them, is at stake.

Because it was something they could never tolerate.

And all those sudden movements are pulled back in one smooth movement and stop in front of the metal bar that blocks them.

The pole wasn’t close enough to physically stop them, but they had been fighting with their masters for too long to ignore that small movement.

The meaning of Changdae’s decision was clear.

Don’t intervene and stay where you are.

What was contained in that action was not foolish pride or the affection with which lovers worry about each other.

It was an analysis as cold and hard as the metal that made up the spear holder.

It was an action taken because each person knew that protecting each other was the best way to protect each other.

Once Luvia stops flying through the shadows and clawing at her enemies, how long will it be before the swarm of spiders sink their fangs into the rest of the group?

If Emma leaves for battle and there is one less guard, how long will it take until Aladih makes a reckless attempt to escape?

I did it because I didn’t know the answer.

Knowing how much weight is placed on the spear that moves according to the decision made by their master, they return to their original position while showing regret on their faces.

Liber, who only then took a step forward in response to the girls retreating, stabbed the spear he had slightly pulled back faster than his steps.

It was difficult to even perceive the sharp blow that suddenly struck while walking at a leisurely pace due to the sudden change in tempo.

Nevertheless, the White Rabbit once again avoids the spear’s blade like it has done so far.

With red eyes that pierce the darkness and ears that twitch to catch the sound of friction between the spear blade and the air.

The moment the body, which had risen into the air like an acrobatic stunt, spins and falls, the poisonous sword hidden in its delicate arms turns into a single dot and approaches.

It is too late to retract and block the spear that was thrown.

I couldn’t ignore the danger of that sword, which was coated with poison that could even melt metal, making it hard to bounce off armor.

So, Liber twisted the outstretched spear in its original position and turned only the pole toward the inside of his body.

Until, along with the smoke, the metal fangs that were about to sink into his chest were raised and struck away.

Then, he held the spear tightly with both hands and swung it briefly and strongly.

A movement closer to pushing rather than hitting.

However, because of that point, it is difficult to accept it.

The poisoned sword, which can block the advance by stabbing inside, was pushed upward by the spear just a moment ago, so it has no choice but to be swept away.

Liber, who succeeded in pushing closely, changed the direction of his force and tried to push his opponent down.

In order to subdue the White Rabbit in a battle of physical strength that is inevitably more advantageous to oneself.

The intention seemed to be fulfilled until the moment she fell backwards and her back hit the floor.

But this time, she also had other plans.

The rabbit, which was stuck on the ground from its back as if it would crush its delicate body, closed its legs at that moment, bent its body as much as it could, then kicked it forward and bounced away.

The impact of the two shots hitting the armor with a ringing sound was enough to kick Liber’s prone body backwards.

When Liber put the pole in the ground and pulled himself up to avoid falling, the rabbit had already risen again and was attacking him.

In the end, the rabbit climbs on top of the body that fell backwards, puts its weight on both hands and presses against the pole of the spear, and at the same time catches the handle of the sword thrown into the air with its teeth.

With her smile, the sword was lifted slightly so that it could replace her teeth and bite into the neck of her prey.

However, the thin body that allowed it to attack prey with agility was not enough to suppress larger prey.

No, before that, the empire’s hunters seemed to have no intention of being reduced to prey.

With a moment of wit, River pulled the spear back instead of pushing it away.

In an instant, the rabbit’s body loses its balance in the torrent of power, and the tip of the sword swings and misses.

The imperial hunter twisted his neck slightly to the side, added a slight angle to the miss, and pierced the knife so that it missed the ground right next to his neck. He then raised the spear pole pulled over the handle of the knife and caught it.

The White Rabbit, who sensed the intention, belatedly tried to pull out the sword again, but the spear, which had been firmly locked by pressing the sword to the floor of the cave, did not budge.

And the moment he caught his opponent like that, Liber made a move that he had never thrown before in a fight with this murderous rabbit.

He hit her in the head with his helmet.

Her body may be fragile, but the soul contained within it, tempered through hundreds of years of battle and slaughter, is barely broken to that extent.

However, there is a limit to what the body, whatever it contains, can withstand some shocks.

It was the strength of his mind that allowed him to endure without losing his mind, but it was the limitations of his body that forced him to stumble.

And that brief stumble was enough time for the experienced hunter to get upright.

At the same time, he swung the spear out, hooked it around the back of the rabbit’s neck, and pulled it back down.

He squeezes her neck, which is fluttering against the breastplate, as if he will break it at any moment, blocking her breathing.

The movements of his limbs became increasingly slower, and the strength in his eyes that had been glaring at him seemed to be fading away.

The rough breathing, along with the limp body, gradually subsided along with the consciousness flying away.

Only then did Liber let out a heavy breath, but did not relax and did not look away from the enemy who had collapsed in his arms.

A few more seconds passed and there was no change, and only then did he slowly raise the bar he had been pulling down and begin to relax his posture.

The moment my red eyes opened and faced him, I couldn’t help but realize that my caution was a little lacking.

Still, he was able to buy enough time to turn over and throw her away before she could plunge the sword into her throat again.

The two quickly got up and immediately rushed towards each other again.

This is because both sides believed that the fight had become too long and that it was time to end it.

But how will you defeat this persistent opponent?

River came up with his own answer to that question, and hoped that he would never have to check the other person’s answer through him.

The very moment before he was in the position to throw another spear and hit his arm and fired it.

Liber deliberately rotates the window once again to create an opening.

I was confident that an opponent of her caliber would not miss that opportunity.

Indeed, the White Rabbit did not betray that trust and threw himself with his sword.

The spear that Liber swung hurriedly chased after the blade, but it fell just short of reaching it.

She had no doubt that now that her defenses had failed, she would be able to bite off the enemy’s flesh with her teeth.

At least until Liber threw the spear into the air.

However, who could have predicted that the spear hurled against the enemy would turn and fly towards the air rather than the enemy, with the pole of the spear leading rather than the tip of the spear?

As the spear was corroded by the poison it had previously applied, he would bite into the cracks left by her sword blade and use his weight to wrench the weapon out of her hands.

However, no matter how unreasonable the blow was, if you failed to anticipate and prepare in advance, you would have to pay the price in battle.

With both hands empty and free, Liber’s lunge strikes the rabbit caught by the weight of the spear thrown with one hand and sends it flying.

Their tangled bodies rolled on the floor faster than the weapon flying out of her hand.

He grabs her body as it tries to escape, lifts it up, slams it back down to the ground, and slams his knee down on it, crushing it again.

A fierce, close-quarters battle that leaves no time for tricks to turn the situation around.

Hit, twist, and break.

It is not until all the surrounding circumstances are erased from consciousness and only the movements of the opponent pressed down remain.

This time, with no room for deception, River was able to slowly lower the arm he had raised as he looked at her, lying limp and unconscious.

Because he finally won.