The fallen leaves swept lightly across the vampire's shoulder armor and slowly fell to the ground, covering the blood on the ground.

It was from Gail's wound that had burst and oozed, like a red, blazing flame.

Iyeta blinked her scarlet eyes, smiled slightly, and threw Gail to the ground with an understatement.

The latter coughed violently.

"Don't. Lord the Chosen One......" Gail clutched his right abdomen, gasping and extending his hand in the direction of Robin.

She tried to get up and grab the sword on the ground, but it slid off the ground again and again.

Gail had apparently suffered a severe fracture in his right leg, with his tibia staggered outwards and a large swelling below the knee.

"Damn it......" she lowered her eyes and hammered the ground hard.

"Damn it!" Again.

Tears hit the fallen leaves on the ground and shattered.

Gail gritted his teeth, hating only that he was too weak.

Iyeta gave her a sad look, then turned to face Robin.

"So. Please. Dear Lord the Chosen One. Iyeta placed her right hand on her chest and bowed slightly to the Chosen One of Itnell's newfound choices.

The latter's face was cold, and he showed an expression that looked at death as if he were at home.

"It's not that serious. They won't hurt you. Iyeta reassured.

Robin nodded, but didn't speak.

"Then, keep your promise, and you can take me away." He stood in place, head held high, like a true temple master, and stretched out his right hand to the other party, motioning for the vampire to come.

It was at this moment that in the eyes of the vampire, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared.

The man in front of him coincided with the high divine envoy.

Perhaps with just one light, she would willingly sacrifice her knees for it.

She took a deep breath and let her heart settle.

"Okay. Lord the Chosen. ”

The corners of Iyeta's mouth rose slightly, and she stepped forward gracefully.

Robin stared nervously at her feet, his heart rumbling.

Come on, try my frost trap -

In the dirt in front of him, there was a faint trace of magic.

Iyeta walked as she approached Robin, only to stop when she was only one step away.

Robin's heart chuckled, but his eyes remained motionless, trying to hide his shock and maintain an understated expression.

"What's wrong? Don't want to take me away? He asked defiantly.

Iyeta looked at Robin condescendingly, a hint of suspicion in her eyes, as if sensing his caution and not taking another step.

"Lord Robin, why don't we all show a little sincerity, and since I have completed the previous steps, please take this step and complete the final agreement?"

Damn it. Robin gritted her teeth, and the other party seemed to be more shrewd than she imagined-

Coincidentally, after he launched a magic search, he once again obtained the [Frost Trap] through the consumption of life force.

He had tried his best to hide his weakness from the attrition, but he also tried his best to show his composure.

What went wrong?

"Because, vampires have an extreme sensitivity to qi and blood." Iyeta answered the question in his mind.

Her eyes were misty, and her throat twitched.

Vampires are struggling to curb their inner thirst for blood.

"Your mouth is filled with the smell of blood."

As she finished speaking, a line of blood spilled down the corner of Robin's mouth.

He swallowed back the churning nausea at once, and his mouth and nose were fishy, and it seemed that even his breath smelled of blood—

The price of forbidden spells.

This is especially true when the body has not recovered.

This time, the dizziness was stronger than ever.

He staggered, almost collapsing.

It seems that vampires really suck blood......

He didn't know that the blood on his body was more tempting to vampires than others.

It's not without her experience of killing, and there's never been a shortage of bloodshed around her, and every time she resists her thirst for blood, even if she is a vampire, she was once an Itnell.

It's just that...... Robin's blood, like a seductive wine, scented in the air, seduced her and made her almost unable to think.

Iyeta took a deep breath and cleared up a little.

Faith in God crushed the terrible desires in her heart.

"Let's go, Lord Robin."

Robin hung his head in frustration and walked forward around his frost trap, reluctantly handing her his right hand.

However, the moment he raised his head, his eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"What......"

Iyeta also saw it, the reflection that came from Robin's eyes—

Behind her, a tall figure appeared, covering the light overhead.

Then there was a light.

"Brush!"

Sharp steel axes slashed diagonally from the vampire's chest like a bolt of lightning.

Robin took a step back in horror.

A line of blood stretched from Iyeta's left shoulder along her heart to her right abdomen.

As Iyeta's lips opened slightly, her body split in two by the thread.

Iyeta lowered her head and tried to bring her hands together, but she didn't want the distance between her arms to grow larger and larger—

Her upper body collapsed outward, turning into two petals, hanging limply at either side of her waist, and then slowly collapsed.

Robin only felt his breath suffocated, but not because of the terrible scene in front of him, but because-

Behind Iyeta, a tall human figure stood.

The other party was wearing silver-white armor on the upper body, with the Star and Moon Emblem engraved on his chest, and a short white cloak tied behind him.

However, relatively speaking, the cloak was enough to cover most of Robin's body.

The female warrior in front of her was like a high mountain, about two meters in size, with full muscles and a huge body.

She has a resolute face, a broad chin, and neat short blond hair, which adds to the majesty and murderous aura on her body.

A pair of eagle eyes that shine like torches are like two sharp blades, just one glance is enough to cut open a person's heart.

She held a sharp heavy axe in her right hand, and on her left forearm wore a white, sleek, shiny shield with Iternaire's star and moon mark.

"Heloise."

Gail called out her name, confirming Robin's suspicions.

She was indeed Heloise, the name mentioned countless times by these priest guards, representing the strongest strength of the priest guards.

Whitewing Shield, Divine Wing Instructor, pillar of the Divine Society, and a traitor to Itnell.

He suddenly remembered what Erin had said before-

[When the Sykorids arrive here, they will find out the identity of the Robin called Robin, the Chosen One, haha, what will they do to him?] Kill him, or lock him up like a pet and a slave? 】

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

[It should be your hero, the model of the Divine Guard, the instructor of the Divine Winged Guard, the person known as the White Wing Shield-]

"Heloise."

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head, and Robin's legs began to tremble involuntarily.

Just now, when Heloise ended Iyeta's life with an axe, he had already realized the strength of this warrior.

That kind of power, and the ability to quietly approach the target, is enough to make people feel intimidated.

White Wing Shield.