Assassin, it's dead......

As he chewed on these words in his mind, and reconnected with their previous conversation, Robin suddenly looked up in horror—

So those people out there are not blasphemers.

Another important and terrible piece of information.

Robin numbered it to heart.

Judging by Eileen's performance, she is now racing against time to get out before anyone outside comes in.

She only made a move after Saiya completed the teleportation array, and it was precisely because she knew that the teleportation array could help her escape from here......

With enough careful thinking and enough patience, such Erin is more like a complete assassin than anyone else.

However, based on this information, the identity of those assassins outside has become a new mystery.

Robin's doubts deepened, and coupled with the terrible dream that had recurred for more than ten years, he always felt that something called fate was controlling him, guiding him to solve all kinds of doubts.

But only if -

He had to survive.

……

After the three of them regained their senses, they regained their proper rhythm and tacit understanding, and when Erin pressed on one of them, the other person defended while the third attacked.

If two people attack at the same time, the third person will immediately fill in the holes and look for Erin's flaws.

Whatever the case, there's always a time to get it.

The battle was fierce, but extremely short.

In less than a minute, all four of them were injured in a variety of ways, large and small.

Gail's jaw was still bleeding, his abdomen and chest were fleshy, and his clothes were cut sharply.

Ivy was the most seriously injured, barely able to hold a sword in her right hand, and the pained expression on her face could be seen even when she was forced to pull the wound to maintain her balance.

On the outside of Iyeta's thigh, several blood lines were torn open, and the white pants on her right leg were dyed crimson and black.

Eileen, on the other hand, opened a deep invisible wound on her left shoulder, which even affected the movement of her left hand with the knife for a time.

The battle is getting close to white-hot.

For some reason, Robin always had a feeling that when the ultimate battle took place, the process would actually become extremely short.

"I have to say, Saiya is right," Erin struggled to maintain the balance of the scene, but her strength to speak was much weaker than before, and the dense attack of the three of them made her a little stumbling, "If the Sekorid people arrive here, then Heloise and them will be safe." ”

What an obvious agitation, she was off Ivy.

By now, Robin had also seen that whenever Irene mentioned Heroise and said bad things about the person named Heroise, Ivy would be more or less enraged.

It seems that Ivy is full of respect and admiration for Heloise, and even ......

Robin didn't dare to think about it, and his heart was pinched to the extreme.

"Ivy." "Don't listen to her, don't listen to a word." ”

Compared to the others, Gail, although the youngest, was the most sober.

"I know!"

Ivy drew her sword in resentment, her brow furrowed.

Her face became more and more ugly, knowing that the other party was trying to provoke her, she still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.

Anyone can tell that Ivy won't last long.

Both physically and mentally.

"After all, Heloise has now taken refuge in Sekorid." Erin pursed her lips and smiled, blinking slightly, as she continued to carry out her plan, "It's just that they won't let us go." Because, when the people of Sekorid get here, they will find out the identity of that person called Robin, the Chosen One, haha, what will they do to him? Kill him, or lock him up like a pet and a slave? “

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head, and Robin now finally knew what it would be like to fall into the hands of the Sekorids.

Whether it is from the dream or to the world after the time-travel, his position and identity, as well as the future, have been determined, and there seems to be something binding him in the dark.

Robin suddenly recalled what the silver-haired woman had said in the dream—

"I will send you to a safe place and hope you can live happily there, and then never come back."

How ironic, I'm afraid she would never have thought that he would still "return" here.

Or rather, he came back here with "that child".

If that's not a dream, then it's all the reality of what happened.

Well, Robin felt, this was his fate.

He looked down at his hands and clenched them hard.

As if to take your destiny into your own hands.

……

"Shut up!"

Ivy swung her sword, which was deftly avoided by Erin.

Her face became extremely ugly, and the sword moves in her hand began to become messy.

It's a life-and-death battle, not just physically, but more importantly mentally.

Erin was visibly aware of this, and a satisfied smile spread across her lips as she dropped the last bomb—

"Who do you think they will let be the executioners and cut off our heads from our necks?"

"Shut up!"

Ivy's heart skipped a beat, and she vaguely sensed what she was about to say next—

"I think." Erin laughed, "It should be your hero, the model of the Divine Guard, the instructor of the Divine Winged Guard, the man known as the White Wing Shield—"

She bit down word by word, "Heloise." ”

"Shut up !!" Ivy shouted.

Robin closed his eyes sadly, unable to bear to look at the next scene—

Visibly enraged, Ivy slammed straight into it, raising her sword and slashing desperately.

However, in Erin's eyes, it is already full of flaws.

To Robin's astonishment, Erin raised her right leg and kicked Ivy's sword away, swinging away from Iyeta's Z-shaped sword, using the power of the spin to push the blade towards Eileen's chest.

Tearing and pulling, a puddle of blood splattered out.

The blade flashed in her chest, followed by a quick draw.

Ivy's eyes widened in anger and she fell to her knees silently.

Her upper body was bent backwards, her head hanging limply over her shoulders.

……

Robin reached out and covered his mouth, letting out a dull gasp sound.

"Dead?!"

His gaze met Ivy's unwilling eyes, and the upper body that twisted backwards pressed against his back at an incredible angle, but he never fell to either side.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

There is unwillingness.

The blood slowly spread from under her body, creeping up to Robin's feet.

The sweet smell of blood filled the air.

Robin vaguely felt that this scene would be forever engraved in his memory and could never be forgotten.