Chapter 112: The Invasion of Evil (5)
Ashetiaar exploded, unable to withstand the pressure of Ketal’s attack, and darkness scattered into the air.
Ketal gave a small nod. “She’s definitely softer than Butler.”
“What...?” Maximus stood there wide-eyed, staring at Ketal.
Like Ashetiaar, Maximus hadn’t sensed Ketal approaching. That alone meant Ketal had moved fast enough to evade the senses of two powerful beings.
Ketal shifted his gaze toward Maximus. “Oh, Maximus. I didn’t know you were holding ground here.”
“Y-yeah.” Maximus flinched reflexively. Ever since losing so decisively to Ketal, he couldn’t help but tense up in Ketal’s presence.
Ketal briefly surveyed the area. “It seems like you were losing to her.”
“There... wasn’t much of a choice,” Maximus muttered defensively.
Ketal noticed the trembling woman behind Maximus, clutching her child. “I see,” Ketal said, as though he understood everything. A faint smile crossed his face. “You were protecting them.”
“Any problem with that?” Maximus asked, gruffly. He believed barbarians despised weakness and would never grasp why someone would protect the weak. He had expected Ketal to scorn him.
However, Ketal merely shook his head. “No, that’s admirable. You risked your life to guard the citizens. That’s the very image of a true knight.”
Ketal’s tone was genuinely complementary. Surprised by his words, Maximus hesitated.