Chapter 135.2
The slash wound itself was not deep. But if I continued to bleed, my strength would run out first.
What was that? Was that a gimmick in his arm? Grave did not even bother to follow up, reaching for me as I glared at him like an animal in alarm.
“You’re funny after all. You would understand my beliefs and be both shield and blade to protect this country. I say again, Aria, accept my offer.”
Grave saw me as a “Mad Dog”, his own kind. He wanted me, and if he had enough faith in me to survive, he would have taken me in.
“I refuse.”
But my answer was clear. You were my enemy. We may be similar in some ways, but I had no “sympathy” for him.
Hearing my words, Grave narrowed his eyes for a moment and pointed the sword in his hand at me.
“If that is your will, then prove it, Aria, and if you can stop me with your belief, then stop me.”
“…I don’t have to be told by you.”
I inhaled a large breath of light magic element with my breath, and dyed the magic enhanced by the Iron Rose with the Magic Stone in my heart to stop the blood from flowing out.
“Let me see it. Let’s see how serious you are. I noticed that your technique has a time limit. Can you avoid my strings?”
Thread…? Just as I thought that, the armoring on his prosthetic hand opened again, and something invisible… was released.