Chapter 37

Looking at Laite·Bellman, who had become serious because a child was in danger, the werewolf leader secretly rejoiced, as if his goal had finally been achieved.

“Since I’m going to die anyway, I should bring someone along to accompany me on the way so that I can relieve my boredom.”

The werewolf leader smiled evilly in response to the cold gaze from Laite·Bellman.

Then, he placed a sharp and cold claw on Harlen’s neck as he walked forward, forcing Laite·Bellman to take a few steps back.

However, the next moment, Laite·Bellman stopped after only taking a few steps back. He straightened his back and looked at the Werewolf leader coldly. Those dead fish-like eyes reappeared on his face.

“What? Are you preparing to fight me?”

“If I accidentally cut his neck, that would be terrible! That would damage your Paladin’s dignity!”

The werewolf leader used a strange tone to insult him. While he was doing so, he did not forget to move the sharp, cold claws on Harlen’s neck, indicating for Laite not to act rashly. Otherwise, the brat would be beheaded in an instant.

Laite·Bellman naturally understood the wolf’s intentions. However, even if he did, that did not mean he would heed them.

After raising his arm and taking a glance, he faced the werewolf leader and said in an emotionless tone.

“The five minutes are up. My television show is about to start. I’m not playing anymore.”

The passers-by hiding behind the wall of the tavern heard what was spoken and started talking again.

“What did Sir Laite just say? A TV show?”

“Did Sir Laite add these five minutes because he was waiting for the show to start?”

“Now that you mention it, I just remembered that Sir Laite seems to be a TV addict. If there wasn’t anything that needed his help to solve, he would be able to lock himself in his room for months without going out. From morning till night, he would be watching TV shows. Other than eating and sleeping, he would be watching TV shows the rest of the time.”

The passers-by had hit the nail on the head, causing Laite’s originally calm heart surge, but it quickly calmed down.

The werewolf leader, with his sensitive hearing, naturally heard the whispers of the passersby. He then looked over with a mocking expression.

“What?”

“Watch a television show?”

“A Paladin doesn’t protect his country, but he hides in his room all day to watch TV shows?”

“I was wondering why you didn’t kill me and even healed me. It turns out you were using me to kill your boredom before your TV show starts airing!”

“You’re really an interesting Paladin!”

Although the werewolf leader was laughing at him, it didn’t matter. The TV series was about to start. The most important thing now was to hurry back and prepare some snacks and drinks before lying on the sofa and waiting for it to start.

Laite·Bellman thought like this, and his next actions fully displayed it.

He looked at Harlen, who was in the werewolf leader’s hand, before speaking to him in an urgent tone.

“Boy, are you afraid of death?”

“???”

Harlen was stunned by this question.

What did he mean by that?

Why, are you not planning to save me?

Are you going to rush back to watch your show?

Don’t! You are a Paladin who protects the country! How could you leave me in the lurch!

You’re giving me a headache!

At this moment, Harlen’s heart felt extremely complicated. He thought about many things, like how Laite·Bellman would react, as well as how he should behave.

Although Harlen had thought about many things, he abandoned them all in the end. All his plans were useless.

His current identity was that of an ordinary human. In the face of such a situation, how could an ordinary human have so many choices? Therefore, at this moment, he could only think like an ordinary mortal.

Since Laite·Bellman asked if he was afraid of death, if he said that was afraid in such an environment, it could only show that the latter was a Paladin who could not even protect a child. However, if he said that he was not afraid, it would show that his body and mind were strong, and it could also resonate with passers-by.

If even a child could remain calm in the face of such a life-and-death situation and speak such dauntless words, as passers-by, if they were to encounter the same situation in the future, would they be able to strengthen their will and courage to face difficulties?

With that thought in mind, Harlen shouted back.

“No I’m not!”

Seeing the young man in front of him, hanging by the werewolf leader’s sharp claws while holding his collar, answer this question without hesitation, and a sense of awe rose in his heart.

“Very good!”

Laite·Bellman admired this young man in front of him.

Even his expressionless, cold face slowly broke into a smile.

In the next instant, he threw the sword in his hand straight into the air, with the handle facing skyward and the tip pointed towards the ground.

When the sword was thrown nearly five meters high, it stopped in midair.

Then, Laite·Bellman put his hands together and started chanting.

The moment the incantation ended, the large sword suspended in the air was instantly split into dozens of copies of the same size and power.

All the passers-by who saw this scene were amazed.

However, the werewolf leader did not look surprised at all.

He just stood there quietly and watched as the magic spell was invoked.

Harlen, who was hanging on the werewolf leader’s sharp claws, was in a state of confusion.

“Hey, hey, hey, activating such a powerful spell, what is he doing?”

“Is he attacking the werewolf with this?”

“But there’s no need for such a large formation. With his strength, he can easily kill the werewolf without using magic.”

“And why did he ask me if I’m afraid of death?”

“Is he afraid that I’ll be killed by the werewolf or is he planning to kill both of us together?!”

“It can’t be real, can it?!”

“If I’m killed by you, how am I going to travel the world?”

“How can I appear in this city with this face? How can I gather intelligence to help Mary?”

“Isn’t this the style of a Paladin? Shouldn’t Paladins think of ways to save people?”

“Why aren’t you saving me, and instead want to kill the hostage as well?”

Harlen’s heart was filled with complicated questions, but there was nothing he could do. After all, Harlen was currently acting as an ordinary human.

At this moment, Laite·Bellman, who had finished chanting, announced heavily,

“Trial Magic, Sword of Judgment!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozens of swords suspended in the air pointed at the werewolf leader on the ground.

The next moment… Swish! Swish! Swish! The dozens of large swords flew towards the latter in unison.

Only the original copy remained in the air.

As the swords in the surroundings continued to fly towards the werewolf leader, the numbers decreased one by one. The original began to duplicate itself at the same speed in order to replenish the number of swords.

The werewolf leader, who was silently looking at the dozens of swords suspended in the air, saw them flying towards him. He erupted with all his strength and gathered it on his legs. Then, with an extraordinary burst of strength, he grabbed Harlen and ran out the door.

The explosive force of the stomp instantly created a huge pit with a radius of three meters and a depth of more than 10 centimeters.

Those densely packed swords that shot towards the werewolf leader were dodged by the explosive force of the stomp.

However, those tens of swords seemed to have the ability to lock onto their target. They did not hit the ground directly because the werewolf leader had dodged the attack, but rather changed their direction and followed him out of the bar..