Baie's strength is surprising.

Fili suspected that his neck was broken—he could almost hear his own bones rattling. He couldn't breathe, his blood couldn't flow, everything in front of him darkened as if nighthad fallen, and there was a huge buzz in his head, like hundreds of bees trapped inside, ready to break through his skull and regain his freedom.

He wanted to raise his sword and plunge it into Baie's heart...... Or cut off his arm, but the tip of the sword seemed to hang a thousand pounds of weight. Gradually blurring his vision downward, he found that Baie had firmly grasped the blade with his other hand, and the blood was dripping down the sword quickly, but Baie seemed to have returned to his previous state of ignorance, and did not even move his eyelids.

Fei fumbled with her left hand around her neck, but knew she couldn't break her fingers like a pincer. Such a death was ridiculous and ridiculous, and his anger at himself far outweighed his fear of death.

But he didn't get the job done - his momentary hesitation could have killed an innocent boy...... Even if it's Ante Beauford's son.

He's a paladin...... He couldn't let that happen.

This realization pierced the heart like a sharp dagger, and his groggy brain instantly cleared up, making him give up the useless effort of his left hand, and use both hands to grasp the sword that he had never let go, and thrash with all his might.

The sword slashed through Baie's body from the bottom up, and the blood splattered in front of Fili's eyes, but Baie's face still had no expression, and his hand still didn't let go.

A faint voice rang in my ears...... Fili didn't know if it was his hallucination.

"Let him go!"

The childish, slightly shrill voice screamed—and something slammed into Fili's back.

This was not light, but it was not serious, and it almost caused the dying Fili to spurt out a mouthful of blood. But another blow managed to hit the target.

A dark shadow grazed Filly's ear and smashed into Beye's face.

It would never hurt more than the sword that had almost disemboweled him before, but Baie blinked involuntarily. Turning his gaze behind Filly.

His hand loosened slightly. A little air penetrated his chest, and Filly prayed silently, wielding his sword again with all his strength.

He cut off Baie's right arm.

Baie looked down at his severed arm, then at him, and the surprise and dazedness that appeared in his black eyes seemed so innocent, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

Fei used his strength to pull away the severed hand that was still tightly stuck in his neck, and staggered back a few steps.

He breathed hard. His heart was pounding, Venus was surging in front of him, and the sudden influx of air made his trachea and chest ache with cold. The blood all over his body seemed to turn into a cold sweat and rush out. But he still clenched his sword and pointed it at Baie warily.

He would no longer dare to be distracted for any reason, and he would no longer hesitate to start.

Baie looked at him in a daze. For a moment Fili felt his soul returning, sad and heavy. Hopeless and helpless...... That made Filly almost want to rush forward. Stop the bubbling blood and bring him back to the temple......

But they can't go back.

The white temple, once warm and safe, soothing all the wounds, was now lost in a cold mist.

The faint light in Baie's eyes dimmed. He did not fall down, nor did he pounce again, but bent down to pick up his severed arm, turned slowly, and staggered into the dense forest.

His blood seems to be flowing more slowly than normal. But there was still a long trail of blood trailing behind him. Fili didn't know how long he would hold up before he fell, but he didn't dare to keep up. He hasn't recovered yet. His neck hurt to death, and it looked like he would fall off his shoulder if he moved...... He wasn't sure if there were any unexpected traps waiting for him in the woods.

He also has a boy to protect.

The sound of Beye's heavy, dragging footsteps faded away. Fili stood there dumbfounded, bitter in his heart.

“...... Aren't you chasing?" asked the boy behind him in a low voice, "He looks like he's going to die if he pushes it." ”

Filly didn't answer. As he recited the incantation to heal himself, he noticed that his throat was so swollen and sore that he could barely make a sound.

"Won't he die, or is he already dead?" asked the boy unyieldingly.

Filly glared back at him in annoyance, suddenly realizing that he might be afraid.

If it was usual, he would probably open his mouth to comfort a few words, or even make a few jokes, but now...... He almost killed him, and he almost died at his hands - it was probably his former companion who died at his hands, and it was the son of his enemy who he desperately saved.

He sat down weakly on the ground, holding his head, and for a moment his mind was blank, not wanting to move.

A shadow fell on him, and he looked up impatiently, and Frederick was standing in front of him, with his hands behind his back, looking down at him condescendingly.

He had a square chin and chestnut curly hair like his father...... But he inherited his mother's bright blue eyes.

"I am Frederick Bofford, Prince of Rutger. The boy puffed out his chest proudly, "I saved your life." ”

Filly glared at him, his face full of incredulity - what did he say?! he heard him right?!......

But...... When he could turn around and run away, the little imp did rush out and roar like that......

He nodded reluctantly, "Okay...... Thanks a lot. ”

"I saved you. The boy repeated with a serious face, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, "So you must swear allegiance to me - you are now my knight." ”

Fei glared at him forcefully - what is this, does it have to be an inch?!

"I am the paladin of the water god Nior!" he replied viciously, "I will not swear allegiance to anyone, not even the king!"

The boy was stunned for a moment, wrinkled his nose in some disappointment, then pulled himself together again, and nodded magnanimously to him: "I forgive your offense and understand your situation, but I saved you." You've got to repay something, right? You're a paladin!"

- I fucking saved you!!

Filly wanted to yell at him, but it was ungraceful to bark at an eleven-year-old kid - even for him.

He stood up with a gloomy face and patted his buttocks. Angrily spoke: "Of course, so I'll send you home...... His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

His Royal Highness's expression was visibly relaxed. He glanced at the blood all over the floor, bit his lip unconsciously, and shrank back to Fili with palpitations.

His lips were bloodless—his whole body was bloodless.

Filly looked down thoughtfully at the hair on top of the boy's head. He didn't know how much the child knew or understood what had happened in these days, but he followed his mother as he hastily teleported from the plague-stricken city to a strange place, surrounded by chaos. He was suddenly abducted again, and faced such a bloody battle...... Even an adult can be full of fear and insecurity, and he is already doing quite well.

- but he is the son of Ante.

Filly sheathed his sword with mixed feelings. Turning his gaze in the direction of Baie's disappearance, he stood for a moment before shaking his head at himself.

"Let's go. He said, nudging the boy on the back, startling as he reached out and grabbed his sleeve. But he didn't break free.

Along the way, Frederick asked a bunch of questions without words. Fili didn't bother to deal with it. The boy realized this, quickly fell silent, loosened his sleeve, and walked ahead of him with his head held high, obviously a little angry.

But when there was a faint voice in front of him, he immediately rushed back and clung to Fili's side.

Fili pulled him to hide behind a large tree, listened intently for a while, and relaxed.

"Soldiers of Visa. It should have come to you. ”

If he could throw the imp at the guards, he should be able to turn around and try to find Bye......

He wanted to push Frederick out from behind the tree. The boy tightened his sleeve again.

"Nope. He whispered, "I don't believe them." ”

He looked up at Fili, his tone like a command, but his expression like a begging: "You have to send me home!"

Filly glared at him with a dark face, "I'm the fugitive your father wants to hunt down!

"I'll tell my father to stop chasing you, and he'll say yes. The boy blinked, and began to bargain again, "That's equivalent to I saved you again, you have to tell me-"

"I can't be 'your knight!'" Filly growled in exasperation, "Die, little imp!"

The boy pursed his lips and sniffled, his eyes a little red, but stubbornly did not cry.

“...... But I'll send you home. Filly looked away, feeling like he was bullying a child.

They silently avoided the searching soldiers and continued on.

“...... Why did my father hunt you down?"

After walking out of the paragraph, Frederick finally couldn't help but ask.

"Why don't you ask himself?" replied Fili coldly.

Frederick was silent for a moment before he whispered, "That's not my father. ”

"What?" asked Fili, confused.

"That's not my father. The boy's voice was so thin that it was almost inaudible, "They wouldn't let me see him...... I managed to get in, but it wasn't my father...... My father wouldn't even look at me......"

He tugged at Fili's sleeve and looked up at him expectantly, "If that wasn't my father, would you be able to tell? ”

Filly was speechless.

Things were a bit complicated, and he didn't know how to explain it to make this little ghost understand, so he simply didn't say anything.

Thankfully, Frederick didn't dwell on the issue any longer. It was already dark as they walked out of the oak grove, and Filly lazily raised his hands to the soldiers who were rushing towards them. He wasn't afraid of being caught, someone could get him out anyway.

"Don't touch him!" Frédéric yelled at the soldier trying to catch him, "He's my knight!"

Filly rolled her eyes helplessly.

The prince and his knights were escorted to Mansini's mansion, where the queen, who had been informed, rushed to her son and embraced her son, choking up and unable to utter a word.

Instead, Frederick patted his mother on the back as if he were reassuring, and told her, "I'm all right, mother, my knight saved me." ”

In Moira's surprised gaze, he turned to Fili.

“...... So, can I go, Your Highness?" his knight asked angrily.

"But didn't you say you'd send me home?" Friedric's eyes widened innocently, "Isn't the paladin supposed to keep his word?"

Fei stared at him with strength, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"This is not my home. The boy told him as a matter of course, grinning and smiling very proudly—

"My home is in Ston Butch. ”.

(To be continued......)