Margot said as she stroked her red lips with her fingertips, and Perrope urged solemnly.

"Wait... Wait......"

The trio who were about to turn away looked down at Ellie, who poured the last of her strength into her aching body, barely supporting her upper body with her elbows. His arm kept shaking like a fragile little animal, he was really unwilling, just a few tricks, and he became so embarrassed! Dusty looked at Ellie distressedly, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

They all cast sympathetic glances at themselves.

"Don't push yourself too hard, it's already great that you can take our magic sword."

"Give Alya back to me......"

"No."

Margot said,

"Because Lord Charlotte needs this sword."

"Give me back ......"

Ellie crawled and pounced at Doris's feet.

"What are you doing?!"

"Give me back, give me back Arya!"

Ellie, ignoring her face and reputation, hugged Doris's feet tightly and shouted in a hoarse voice from the depths of her throat,

"Give me back my friends!"

"Let go, let go of me!"

He was kicked in the head, his brain was violently concussed, and his vision was stained white.

But Ellie didn't let go.

――Give it back to me... Not only is she my friend, but she is Terry's trust in me... How can ... How can you take it away like this...... Give it back... Give it back!

Doris's head was kicked again by the tip of her shoe, as did her arms and back.

But she still wouldn't let go.

There was a sound of a sword drawn from above, and one of the three drew a sword.

- Arms? Body? Neck? Cut wherever you want... Cut it off wherever you want, take it anywhere you want.

But Ellie. Mongluster will never let go. No matter how injured she is, she can't let Arya be snatched away.

-- Because what was agreed upon must be defended with life.

"Ellie..."

Dusty followed anxiously behind him, unable to pull her.

- Where did the hateful Terry go, he disappeared halfway, and if he didn't appear again, it was estimated that Ellie's life would be gone. Do you really want her to die for a sword?! Moreover, three magic swords appeared here at once, and this matter is too strange, and the true identity of these magic swords is definitely suspicious.

Dusty's knowledge of the magic sword is very knowledgeable among the ghost clans. But the same area, the same group of people, and several magic swords at the same time was something she had never encountered before. Terry once said that the magic sword is a very arrogant thing, and like the artifact, even if the magic weapon leaves its owner, it will be strong when it is strong, and it will never be easily committed to others. In particular, several swords appeared in the hands of the same group of people at the same time, which was a very strange phenomenon for the character of the magic weapon.

Dusty pounced on Ellie, their eyes closed, waiting for the moment the sword fell.

"Lord Charlotte?!"

Pelopez's screams were heard overhead, and the atmosphere changed dramatically in an instant.

Ellie opened her trembling eyelids slightly, and at this moment, all the strength of her body seemed to flow out of her body.

- It's you, and you're finally here

"Sword Soul - Seal!"

- I'm sorry I let you down, and although I don't want to admit it, you've always looked away, I can't protect Arya at all, I can't fulfill our agreement, I'm just a hurt waste who can only plead for others without dignity

At the entrance to the back street, a tall figure stands in the backlight. As the figure approached, Dasty's desperate face showed an expression of joy, but in an instant, that ecstatic expression turned into an angry fist, powerlessly hammering on the body of the comer.

"Terry, you big idiot, why did you come here now, do you know that Ellie almost died"

Dusty didn't cry, just simply banged Terry's chest again and again, and the soft punch was grabbed by Terry.

"Don't blame anyone for what hasn't happened yet, take her away"

Terry's thick and magnetic voice made Ellie, who fell to the ground, unable to help but relax her tense body, but the feeling of peace of mind doubled the pain in her body, but Ellie didn't feel that painful, although as a protector, she failed, but at least the feeling of being protected at the moment made her willing to immerse herself.

Terry stood expressionlessly, holding an unsheathed knife in his hand, and a strange girl fainted at his feet. The spell that Terry had recited earlier took control of the demon-killing sword that Perrope was about to slash. He muttered the words again, and the knife in his hand burned with a flaming red glow.

Terry slowly swung his knife and stabbed it into the ground.

"Ah!!h

Explode.

The violent explosions robbed all hearing and sight, and the successive explosions shook the eardrum and swallowed up the view with light. Doris's body is lifted off and detached from Ellie's hand. Ellie had to use all her strength to lie on the ground tightly to avoid being blown away. Not knowing what was going on, they hurled insults at Terry.

The explosion finally stopped, and Ellie opened her eyes, speechless at the sight of everything in her eyes. The debris of the earth cracked through the walls of the houses on the left and right, and large holes were cracked in the ground. Although the power of Doris's magic sword just now was quite amazing, Terry's blow was simply surpassed. The dust drifted around like a fog.

Ellie turned her head to look around, only to see that Margot and Perrope were both lying motionless on the ground, presumably unconscious.

"Damn, who are you"

The only one who was able to stand up was Doris. She was also seriously injured in the explosion just now, covered in dust, and had countless cuts on her body. She used her magic sword as a crutch to support her body, staring at the figure across from the dust.

"Who the hell are you?"

The dust cleared, and the figure became clear, and it was Terry who appeared in front of her vision. But apparently the blow just now was already the limit, and the knife in Terry's right hand was already full of cracks.

"Uncle Terry"

Dusty looked at Terry uneasily. Terry is a rune smith, and their family has a long history of being in the Oni Clan. Terry's father had been deeply involved in the manufacture and maintenance of the Hallows. Although Terry himself is a swordsman, his swordsmanship is completely determined by the quality of the weapons in his hand, and his own physical skills and sword skills are actually very average. And the reason why that blow caused such a sensational effect was entirely because Terry was better at matching runes and weapons. (To be continued.) )