Chapter 204: The Little Lion and The Room of Memories (3)
Setting aside resentment and judging objectively, he was an extraordinary man in his own way.
He was but a mere bandit—the leader of a vicious gang based on the continent’s outskirts, but a petty bandit nonetheless—yet he had the boldness to target a branch family of the Lion Duke’s bloodline as a prey.
A wolf-like sense of smell that keenly detected when the prey had weakened and skills surpassing even decent knights to tear it apart.
The place of birth, the direction chosen to advance, and the somewhat lacking luck.
If just one of these had been different, he might have grown into a big shot in his own right—now, she could honestly admit that.
At least, he wasn’t an opponent that a foolish girl who was born with treasure but was just rotting it away in comfort could overcome.
But that too was a story of the past.
The bandit stabbing the backs of the domain people with a knife, the bandit laughing while binding a female soldier, the bandit swinging his sword to block her way.
After cutting, cutting, and cutting again, the man she faced no longer felt as strong or as frightening as before.
“You bitch─!!”
Sword energy rose from the bandit Colombo’s sword.
Against such skill, which could be compared to that of a decent knight, Adelaide didn’t use any technique.