Ch 198: The scream of someone betting everything on one hand!

Ch 198: The scream of someone betting everything on one hand!

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*Omniscient POV*

A few minutes before Emir murdered Leonardo.

"A duel between a swordsman and an archer? Your kingdom's men really don't know their limits," Samael said, shaking his head.

Anyone with three fingers in front would not accept such an unfair duel. But if the Golden Archer did so, it only means that the worries he had earlier were unjustified, and to keep trying to deduce his identity is a waste of time.

"Hahaha"

Samael Entrial: "????"

'-Did little Dorian have a screw loose?'

Contrary to his expectations, Dorian started laughing as if the death of a talented archer wasn't a very big deal.

'- If the Golden Archer dies, then the Saint will demand explanations. And I'll gladly step out of my position to appease her wrath!' Dorian thought cheerfully.

That's where his happiness comes from. As long as they give him a lifetime pension worthy of a former admiral general, then it will all have been worth it!

They both fought again, using all kinds of strategies and skills to damage the other as much as possible, but one thing to emphasize is that... they realized that their strengths are evenly matched. To assassinate the other is practically impossible.

Because of this, they did not use all their magics due to the loss of mana that these entail, and they were also able to realize the constant changes in the war. Of course, there is also the unusual duel between an archer and a swordsman...

In itself, such a duel had an eye-catching title, so they ended up paying attention to it. Without putting aside their battle, from time to time they watched to find out the outcome.

"I gave you the chance, and you turned it down. Now bring your dog head here so I can kill you,''

Hearing this, both magic knights had different reactions.

'- Impossible.'

'-Did he manage to turn the tables in his favor? As I thought, he is not an ordinary one. If he is allowed to grow up, then he will have a great future ahead of him. That archer must die! But the problem is...' Samael looked at Dorian with concern, as he would surely block his way.

'- Ah... There goes my pension... I was so close...' Dorian looked up at the sky without noticing Samael's gaze.

Samael Entrial: "..."

'- Why does little Dorian look more worried than I do?'

Clearly the unusual duel was about to end, so they decided to pause momentarily to see the end.

When Leonardo fell to the ground, Samael couldn't just stand still anymore. He must do something about it! No matter what sacrifice he must make!

"Field of Mana," Said Samael.

The next second, the mana surrounds him, forming a dome. The celestial aura inside it seems to have life as it moves as if carried by the wind. This magic has only one purpose: to lower the requirements when using magic skills!

Concentrating on his sword, he gathered mana at an unimaginable speed. The sword was surrounded by layers and layers of mana. Such an amount was equivalent to 30% of his total mana, and if he used it completely in a single attack, any magic would see its power multiplied by a factor of 3!

"ANTI-SPACE!" Shouted Samael.

*Fwoosh*

The magic traveled with great speed towards Dorian Aranis. The latter looked at Samael in amazement for a moment. His expression changed for the worse, but then... A luminous stone lit up above his head.

"If you do that again, don't blame me for spreading your story with Anastasia" A man whispered near him.

Dorian Aranis: "!!!"

Dorian didn't dare look back. He already knew who that voice belonged to! And he also knew that if he didn't listen to it the right way, another of his black stories would find its way into the hands of his enemies!

So... he nodded without hesitation.

In fact, he did it twice in a hurry to prove that his sincerity was 100% real and not fake at all. Dorian could only relax completely when he felt a light tap on his shoulder, which he understood as a cease-fire and an acceptance from the other side.

Without a second thought, he throws five HP potions into the air, and the next instant, he cuts the vials swiftly with his sword. The liquid from all of them fell on his body, quickly healing the external wounds. In addition, to maximize the effect, he drinks another HP potion.

In less than 5 seconds, his body was back in shape.

He was about to rectify himself as Admiral General when a scream was heard from all corners of the battlefield.

"SACRIFICE YOURSELF!!!"

This scream was both heartbreaking and filled with hatred. The scream of someone betting everything on one hand!

Dorian Aranis: "!!!!"

Samael Entrial: "!!!!"

Both magic knights recognized the owner of this voice and looked surprised into the distance, but were even more surprised to realize that they could not see him completely. A strange aura prevented them from seeing the appearance of the Golden Archer!

'- That attack is targeting me. And what's more, my instincts warn of danger!'

Samuel's instincts warned him that if he doesn't act quickly, that attack will cost him his life! He must dodge it at all costs!

'- What the...??' He looked back.

*Swish*

So light and soundless, and above all... So deadly.

"Cof!!!" Samael coughed up blood.

A surprise attack coming from his back caused a severe wound. The blood began to trickle down like a river from his left shoulder.

'- If I hadn't noticed in time, that dagger could have pierced my heart!'

But his tragedy does not end there.

Gritting his teeth, he swung his sword millimetrically, relying solely on his instinct and the mana floating in the air. With one hand on the hilt and one on the blade, he put all his trust in this feeling.

Which did not fail him.

The next second, he feels a huge impact on his sword, which causes him to lose his breath. Looking down, Samael sees how in the middle of the blade there is an arrow exuding an aura of sacrifice, an aura that was completely consumed in the seconds that followed.

He managed to block the arrow.... But a crack grew uncontrollably over the blade.

*Crack*

The next instant, half of the blade falls to the ground.

"You knew about me since that time I saved the boy, didn't you?" said the owner of the dagger, who mysteriously appeared behind Samael.

"I had my suspicions, though I didn't think I would see you under these circumstances... Cael."

Samael's words were spoken with such a casual tone that, if a third party had closed their eyes and only heard the phrase, they would have overlooked the dagger embedded in his body very close to his heart.

"Haa... The older I get, the more sentimental I'm becoming." Shaking his head, Commander Cael leaps away from Samael. The moment he touches the ground, his existence disappears as if he had never existed. "Don't worry, I won't attack you again. I'm old but not dumb. Plus, the pain in my shoulders is killing me... Oh, right. Your shoulder is literally killing you, isn't it? By your wound, I mean," Cael mockingly laughed.

'- If you're going to go away, get the fuck out of here!'