Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind him.

Vitrelle's whole body was shocked, when did this person come in!

"Who the hell are you, what are you doing here?" Wittelle hugged Leon and quickly moved to the other side of the tent.

At this time, I finally saw the person in the tent clearly. He was dressed in black and had two short swords pinned to his waist. The face was completely covered with a black cloth, and only the eyes were left.

"You don't need to know, you just need to know that you're all going to end up here today!" he said, slowly extending his hand to his waist.

Wittelle hurried to find her backpack and sent a distress signal.

"Are you looking for this?" the assassin slowly stretched out his other hand, showing the magic item in his hand.

"Uh, what's going on? Leon had woken up in a daze from the violent shaking just now, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Lord Leon, run!" At the same time, grabbing Leon's hand, he rushed out of the tent and ran towards the forest.

The Assassin threw away the emergency magic item and chased after the two Leons.

Leon let Wittelle hold him, but he still couldn't figure out the situation: "What the hell is going on?"

"That man, it's dangerous, probably for Lord Leon. Wittelle explained as she ran.

"At me?" Leon thought as he ran: the outfit was indeed not an ordinary person, could it be an assassin sent by the prince?

But in the panic, Leon and Wittelle gradually ran out of the drill area. The increasingly dense weeds and shrubs seriously hindered the speed of the two of them's escape, and they were gradually overtaken by the black-clad assassins.

Vetlill saw the approaching Assassin, and it was not a way to go on like this, and she would be caught up immediately. She gritted her teeth, let go of Leon's hand, and stopped.

Seeing this, Leon hurriedly turned his head: "What's the matter? Run! Can't run?"

After saying that, he reached out to grab Wittel's hand, trying to pull her and continue to run. But she dodged it.

"Violet?" Leon's eyes were a little surprised. At this point, he had no idea what Wittelle was trying to do.

"Lord Leon, no one can escape if this continues. I'll hold him back here, and you run out of the forest!" shouted Wittel, shoving Leon forward.

"No, you can't stop it, stop it!" Leon's voice trembled.

"O light of dawn that shines on the world, please empower me......" Wittelle ignored Leon's objections, closed her eyes, and directly mobilized the magic power of her whole body, and began to cast magic!

As the spell sounded, Leon suddenly shouted, "Stop!" because, even for a person like him who has no magical powers, the gap between the two sides is huge. And the other party exudes a strong murderous aura, which can only be sharpened after countless lives and deaths.

"Is this spell?" The assassin was a little surprised, this little girl could actually use light magic, and she didn't have this information before.

"Offer all my magic to bind all the darkness and evil in sight - the Chain of Bondage!"

As the spell was chanted, several small magic circles appeared around the killer. Suddenly, a chain glowing with golden light appeared from each magic circle and flew towards the assassin, locking it firmly.

"Lord Leon, run now!" Vetlill shouted back to Leon.

"But......" Although Leon doesn't know magic, he has read countless magic books. He was very aware of the weakness of this magic, and the farther away he was, the weaker the effect. The current distance may be Vitrill's limit. In other words, he can only run alone.

"Nothing! For me, Lord Leon's safety is the most important thing!, so please leave immediately, Lord Leon!" Wittelle became more and more resolute, completely devoid of the weakness of the past.

Leon knew that if he left, Vitrelle would surely die!

"Why? Why did you go so far?" Leon was reluctant to leave.

"Because ......" Vetlill paused, "Because Lord Leon is the most important person in Vetley!"

Vitrelle turned around and gave Leon a smile of her finest beauty.

This smile pierced Leon's heart. It's a smile that encompasses all feelings. There are worries, there are joys, there are pains and there are happiness. I thought that she would be able to continue to live with peace of mind from now on, but I didn't expect that now I have to sacrifice her because of myself.

"No! I can't run away alone!" Lord Leon refused loudly.

"Leon, please, go!" begged Wittel, for she couldn't hold out much longer.

"No, you're the one leaving! at least me, and I've got the strength to fight!" Leon had already made up his mind to hold on until Vetelle escaped safely, even if he used all the magic items on his body.

"You said the power of a battle, are you underestimating me?"

Leon's eyes widened instantly, because the assassin at this time was already standing behind Wittel.

"Run!" Leon shouted at Vetel.

But at this time, Vitrill's brain was blank, and her body was completely stiff and unable to move. She couldn't understand why he was able to break free while the magic lasted even though she had trapped him.

"Run, but you'll die a more painful death!" the Assassin slowly turned around with one hand around Wittel's neck and the other with a dagger on it.

"Let her go!" Leon glared at the man in front of him.

"Throw away all the magic items on you!" the assassin coldly ordered.

"Lord Leon, don't, you go!" Vetlill struggled desperately.

Leon hesitated, if he didn't hand it over, Vitrelle would die, and if he handed it over, both of them might die.

"Be quiet!" the killer yelled at Vetel, holding his dagger to his neck, which was immediately covered with bright red blood.

"Wait!" Leon knew that this man was completely different from the people he had met before, and he was a demon who killed people without blinking. If she didn't hand over the magic items on her body, Wittelle would die from his sword in no time.

Leon slowly removed the magic ring he had received and threw it at the Assassin.

"No, Lord Leon!"

When the last magic item was thrown at the Assassin, he sneered and tossed Vetelle aside. As he spoke, he walked slowly towards Leon: "It's not good to be like this at the beginning, but it's better to be happy, and there is not so much fear." ”

Leon stared at the killer who was walking towards him. At this time, it is impossible for him to win.

Just as the Assassin approached Leon, about to raise his hand to understand him, Vitrelle hugged the killer from behind.

"Leon-sama, go!" Vetlill shouted in an almost hoarse voice.

"Stop, Wittel. You're going to die!" Leon's voice trembled, but Vitrelle held on to it.

"Well, let's deal with you first!" the killer narrowed his eyes and grabbed Wittelle in front with one hand, and the dagger was plunged directly into the abdomen.

Without any superfluous movements, the killer pulled the dagger out and pushed Wittelle away from him.

"Vitrill!"

Leon took Wittelle in his arms and knelt on the ground, leaving her in his arms.

But the blood in the abdomen gushed out like a spring, and it could not be stopped.

Leon pressed the wound with a trembling hand, and at this time, Leon's face and body were already covered with bright red blood.

The warm blood on his face made Leon tremble.

"Why, why do you do this!" Leon asked Vetel, unable to hold back his tears.

"Didn't I say that Lord Leon is my most important person. Ahem. Wittelle smiled wryly, blood coughing up from her mouth.

"You're just a maid of mine, my slave! At such times, just run away on your own!" Leon closed his eyes in pain, blaming Wittel.

Vetlill shook her head, "Indeed...... I'm just a slave...... So...... If you don't have it, you can buy another one...... But...... Lord Lyon has only one ...... It's all my ......"

Wittel's speech was already staccato.

"Stupid! stop talking!" Leon didn't know how to contradict Vitrill. It's all angry just now, and I've never treated Vitrelle like a slave. For herself, Wittelle has only one, and she just wants her to survive.

"Lord Leon, let's go......," Wittel's voice grew weaker and weaker, and she gradually closed her eyes.

"Goodbye is over, don't worry, soon you will meet again. The assassin held a blood-stained dagger and looked at Leon playfully, as if he were looking at a toy.

"How dare you!" Leon clenched his fists tightly, and his anger dispelled the tremors of fear throughout his body.

"What a horrible look. The Assassin continued to taunt Leon, "Are you annoyed, do you regret it, do you know how useless you are now?

Leon looked at the person in front of him and felt not only despair, but also anger and regret.

Why! I was the one who was supposed to die, why did I kill Vitrill. Why! I know I don't have any magic power, but I don't work hard to practice martial arts. The reason for today's result is entirely because of myself. I naively thought I could let her continue to live, but she died for this useless me.

"Why!" Leon roared, his eyes filled with anger.

"Angry, what can I do now that I will stand in front of you if I killed him?hahaha, you will be killed by me soon!" the Assassin continued to destroy Leon's psychological defenses.

But at this time, Leon had already lost his mind because of Wittel, and only one voice echoed in his head: "Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

Leon hugged Wittel, his eyes glazed over, and his mouth was shattered: "Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

"Does it seem that the brain is already abnormal?" Indeed, in the face of this situation, ordinary people have already been frightened and incontinent, and fainted. It's good to be able to stay awake. "So, let's get rid of you!"

The moment the assassin raised his hand, suddenly, everything around him began to clambuise.

"What's going on?" the Assassin looked surprised, looking at everything uneasy around him.

Suddenly, a strong wind began to blow around and converge towards Lyon.

"How is that possible!" The assassin clearly saw that the black magic in his body was also surging towards Leon with the surrounding wind.

Startled by this sudden situation, the assassin hurriedly rolled backwards and retreated ten meters away.

When the Assassin calmed down, everything around him returned to calm. The only difference is Lyon.

I saw that he lowered his head, his whole body exuded black magic, and his mouth was still broken.

"Kill you!" Leon suddenly raised his head and opened his fierce eyes, and the magic power in his body rushed out, spreading out in all directions with the force of a violent wind.

"Impossible!" the assassin leaned forward to prevent being blown away by the powerful magic. Covering his face with his hands crossed, he barely opened his eyes and looked at Leon from afar. "How can there be such a strong magic, and...... Yes, this magic feels exactly the same as my own! But it's much more powerful!"

The assassin couldn't understand why Leon, who had no magic at all, exuded such a powerful magic power at this time. And at this moment, human instinct reminded him: "Run!"

"Damn, it seems that we have to think long-term!" With that, the Assassin prepared to retreat first.

Seeing the Assassin trying to escape, Leon suddenly came to his senses.

Leon stared at the fleeing assassin with fierce eyes, and stretched out his hand to the assassin's back: "The god of darkness that we believe in, the demon of darkness that remains in the world, obey my orders!

The assassin's whole body suddenly trembled, and his heart beat wildly, as if it was being held by something.

"Demon claws!" Leon's eyes narrowed, and his raised hand clenched hard. At this point, the Assassin's face showed a pained expression, which gradually distorted.

"Poof!" Suddenly, a large mouthful of blood gushed out from under the mask, and the ordinary fell to the ground, his hands clutching his chest!

Leon didn't care about the fallen Assassin, and there was only one thing on his mind - how to save Wittel.

"What to do!" Leon asked himself repeatedly, but his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.

"Calm down, calm down, Leon, calm down!" At the same time, give yourself strong psychological cues.

"Healing magic! yes, healing magic!" Leon, who had calmed down, began to tremble involuntarily. Trembling and fumbling with the healing magic on his body.

Finally, "Guardian of Light" was finally pulled out. Leon shuddered with his blood-stained hands and spread the scroll out and cast his magic.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay. Leon could only comfort himself with self-deception, after all, with such a serious injury, no one dared to guarantee that he could save people.

Vitrelle lay silently in the middle of the huge magic circle, her hands crossed on her abdomen, her pale cheeks contrasting with the bright red of her clothes.

The magic circle lasted for a while and gradually disappeared. Leon, who was kneeling next to him, looked nervously at Wittel.

"Vitrill, how are you?" Leon asked softly as he spoke, but received no response.

Leon began to panic, couldn't he even be a 6th-order Light Guardian?

Leon pressed his ear to Vitrelle's chest, "Please, Vitrelle!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

As her heart beat faster and faster, Wittel's chest began to rise and fall.