Chapter 57: Soul Duel (I)
Vlad felt his arms trembling as the power behind that bastard sword was truly monumental; it could easily cut through a tank! Instead of trying to forcefully resist, he jumped back, hurtling across the air but reducing the impact on his body.
The one who had attacked was none other than the massive man behind the angelic woman, and the speed and strength he unleashed were so great that no one else would have been able to react to such an attack.
"Filthy mutt, you dare to use those words with Lady Orin!"
The man shouted as he raised his weapon once more, seemingly ready to charge at Vlad, but suddenly, his eyes widened as he looked to the side. There was a small figure he had not noticed, and despite the size, he felt a massive amount of energy ready to be discharged.
Jormungandr stared at the angel in golden armor, and his black eyes glowed with killing intent. He had been on Vlad’s shoulder this entire time but jumped at the last minute, ready to strike.
When the rest of Vlad’s inner circle saw the attack, they glanced at each other for a moment before a flash of coldness appeared in their eyes as they turned toward the angel. Even the two women, who had been very angry about the misogynistic words, were ready to fight.
Orin, the angelic woman, was surprised by the sudden turn of events, and she glanced at the civilians in the distance. While everyone present heard Vlad’s words and could consider the angel in golden armor’s action justified, the only thing the civilians and soldiers saw was the man attacking Vlad.
The woman knew she needed to act fast, but before she could open her mouth, Vlad acted.
"How dare a mere housekeeper strike me without provocation."