As the daughter of a first-class diplomat in the Kingdom of Tormia, she is also a talented person who has passed the Diplomatic Examination.

It is true that we met with the feeling that we were playing with each other, thinking that it was an aristocratic lady playing with fire.

But now it was rather confusing.

It occurred to me that maybe Brooks wasn�t playing with Arya, but the other way around.

�She�s a woman I don�t want to miss.�

With the letter in his pocket, Brooks asked Sirone.

�Then why are you making such a fuss?�If I had told Chagall, I would have brought him quietly.�

Sirone suddenly realized and shouted.

�Oh right!�Ryan!�

* * *

If someone had been in an underground waterway, they would have covered their ears and screamed at the eardrum-shattering sound of the impact.

The two shadows roamed the complicated maze-like path, intertwined like a gale.

Defense and attack were almost sensational, and as time passed, the scars on Lian�s body increased.

Smille.�Smille.

The original hallucinations were heard and the wounds began to regenerate, but whenever this happened, Lian felt the same weight of discomfort as death.

�weird.�

Chagall was also aware of the displeasure.

A huge straight sword and two daggers.

If a battle is to be fought at close range, Chagall should have the upper hand in response.

However, Lian�s behavior, ignoring inertia, was different from any enemy Chagall had ever dealt with.

�then����!�

Chagall�s eyes twinkled as he removed his hand from the dagger.

Another dagger came out of the hand that had returned to his back, and a total of four daggers flew towards Lian at the same time.

�Is this possible?�

Even during the battle between life and death, questions arose, but there was no time to find answers, and Lian took a step towards death.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

Sparks flew as the metal collided with each other, and their shadows shimmered like monsters on the canal walls.

And the two averted their eyes, realizing that there was another shadow in that fleeting flash.

�Keugh!�

What I could see in front of me were dozens of blades, and they pierced the center of the gap where Lian and Chagall retreated and crashed into the wall. JrNovels.com