Chapter 105: A well-timed backstab
Wallen’s appearance was clearly outside of Elron’s plan. His grin had disappeared. He certainly didn’t expect the butler to be a Refined Knight.
"Drink the Piss," he said to his partner sounding grim. He knew the fight would be brutal.
Seeing Wallen display an element circle, Briella and Althea looked shocked. Hestia knew Wallen was the second strongest person in the castle. The man with a puppet-like expression saved her countless times.
"You knew?" Briella asked Ivran. The old Knight looked relieved from the moment Wallen appeared.
"He saved my life during my first Mission in the mountains," Ivran said without delving into the details.
"If you guys are done, be useful and stop his partner. I will take the grinning idiot. We have little time." Wallen interrupted them as he moved his hands. The circle flashed.
The space around Lira twisted but shattered soon. "As expected. The space there is protected by the infant’s divinity."
Wallen didn’t let the failure of his attempt stop him. He was already on the move. He reached the wooden branches around Elron in a blink. The branches shot out like wooden lances, aimed at his chest. But just when they were about to hit Wallen, a dark blue light appeared above his chest. The branches shot right through the light, coming out behind Wallen. They didn’t even graze him.
Wallen passed through the branches without a scratch. The only one between him and Lira was Elron. But the opponent wasn’t inexperienced. Just as the butler’s attack hit him, Elron set himself on fire. Wallen’s fist hit Elron’s chest, shattering the burning wooden layer. At the same time, the floor beneath them burst open, out of which wooden tree trunks with sharp points shot out.
Wallen had to quickly back away. The trunks burst into flames and then exploded. The smoldering embers flew towards Wallen. Most of them passed through him but some remained stuck on him. He shook it but he couldn’t get them off him.
Elron’s partner was about to down the Piss brew when Ivran disrupted him by running at him with a steel lance. The lance struck the brew out of his hand. The hooded figure landed on his back with a groan.