The buzzing of her head was like a myriad of flies dancing and laughing, barely supporting her body that was almost falling apart and rising in the dust, Artoria, who realized what had happened before, began to anxiously search for a helpless figure.

“！！！”

In Artoria's sight, the knight, who had always been gentle with those around him, was now slumping weakly in the dirt pit, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Rushing out of the castle as fast as she could, Artoria rushed to Qi Wuru's side with a heart full of anxiety.

The breathing is imperceptible, although the heartbeat is not strong, but it can be called stable, but it is a simple serious injury coma, as long as you get treatment as soon as possible, it will be fine.

It's not an intensive study, but Artoria has dabbled in medical knowledge under Qi Wuce's teaching. At least judging the extent of the injury and some simple handling of the injury was not difficult for Artoria.

Emergency treatment is necessary, and the sooner you get treatment, the better your survival rate will be. This was the first lesson Qi Wuce had taken when he was teaching Artoria medicine.

Recovery potions and magic bandages, which were hand-delivered at the beginning of the journey.

With these two life-saving props in hand, Artoria was about to give some emergency treatment to Qi Wuce, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

However, the seemingly sky-shattering feeling of oppression coming from behind made Artoria stop her movements and turn her head.

On the city wall, Barnett, whose eyes were so cloudy that he couldn't distinguish between the whites of his eyes and his pupils, held a longbow that was a man tall, and stared at the two men in the clearing with a blank expression.

Just by being stared at, Artoria's hairs stood on end. The center of the brow tingled slightly, it was the feedback of the innate strong instinct that kept issuing warnings.

"This is not an opponent that I can defeat with my current strength."

Combined with a series of previous observations of Barnett in the dungeon, Artoria quickly made a rough but accurate judgment about the difference in strength between friend and foe.

Artoria has a deep understanding of Barnett's strength, and if it weren't for Qi Wuce protecting her when they first met, she would have become a cold corpse at this moment.

That guy was a formidable enemy who could kill her in a single look.

Do you want to run away?

If you escape, there is still a chance of survival. But if you choose to stay alone to face the enemy, you won't even have that chance of life.

Such a thought was in Artoria's mind, and it was just about to be crushed.

Abandoning friends to preserve oneself is one of the few concepts that Artoria cannot understand no matter how many times Qi Wuce stresses it.

Taught since childhood, Artoria has her own concept, and the justice and justice contained in the way of chivalry that she pursues will not allow her to do the dirty thing of abandoning her companions and stealing her life.

Gripping the sword tightly, the petite body that couldn't stop Qi Wuru's body stubbornly stopped Barnett's progress. In that strong heart, there is no fear of death, only the courage to follow oneself in the face of power.

Carrying the longbow behind him, the longsword wrapped in thick blood dragged its blade to the ground and tore the trail of travel.

Eventually, Barnett's tall figure that covered the night moon stopped in front of the diminutive figure.

"I wish everyone would be as willing to be killed as you are."

The hoarse, chilling guttural voice fell along with the slash of the long sword.

Barnett was a decisive knight, a great executor, and an efficient executioner. A goal is a goal, an insignificant object that doesn't need to be talked to, and superfluous words will only slow down the completion of the task.

Under the night moon, the blade of the sword glowed with silver light and wrapped in thick blood, just a single slash, but its power was like a meteorite falling from the sky, making it difficult to resist.

Qiang !!!

The sparks from the collision of blades illuminated the night for a moment, and the clash of magic and magic lifted the earth high above the ground.

Artoria didn't retreat, but her legs were sunk into the earth. Her sword-holding hands trembled violently, and even the massive amount of magic that poured into those arms could not resist the decline that would arise after her body reached its extreme.

'And you can block a blow!' ’

This was Artoria's clear judgment of her own strength. The gap between her and Barnett is like an abyss, even if the sword technique can fight back and forth with the opponent, but the absolute difference in physical fitness makes her helpless.

Barnett didn't give Artoria more time to think, and after the first sword was blocked, Artoria's second sword was ready before Artoria could recover from her stupor.

With an interval of less than a fraction of a second, Barnett bit Artoria's life, and he didn't dare to retreat and slashed the second forward shot.

The earth flies, and the earthquake trembles. Barnett's furious force sent Artoria deeper, the dirt barely reaching her knees.

The arms that had reached the limit could no longer be raised, and the brilliant golden sword fell heavily to the ground and let out a few desolate wails.

The sword light flashed again, and Artoria reluctantly relaxed. Because of the wrong decision she made, which led to the current result, in addition to hating her own recklessness, all she has left is a guilt for Qi Wuru, who was dragged down by her.

"Is Lord Barnett really cautious, and has been on guard against me since just now?"

Qi Wuce's voice sounded in his ears, which made Artoria, who was ready to face death, look at the "seriously wounded patient" who was jumping around and easily blocking the enemy's mortal sword.

Caventin swung away the blood-entangled magic sword, and taking advantage of this unexpected blow, Qi Wuce's conjuring move kicked Barnett dozens of meters away.

Seizing the perfect moment for Barnett to float in the air, Qi Wuru turned around and grabbed Artoria by the shoulder and lifted her from the earth.

"Drink the medicine, hold the sword, and pay attention to dodge."

For a rare powerhouse like Barnett, a distance of tens of meters could be crossed in just a few blinks of an eye, so Qi Wuce didn't have much time to communicate with Artoria, he could only simplify the order as much as possible and devote more time to dealing with Barnett.

Artoria took out the potion from her pocket and drank it, and the liquid medicine made by the life force extracted from the demonic beast's body turned into a cool feeling that came from the heart, and the damage caused by the previous blow was eliminated.

The recovery potion he had taken in the dungeon and the protection of Artemis' moon had almost killed Qi Wuru in less than a minute.

In fact, Qi Wuce had already regained consciousness when Artoria came to him, and it was only out of the desire to try a sneak attack to quickly resolve the battle that he did not immediately get up from the ground.