A Crying Baby Wants Milk

"Sir Knight, the child... that monster snatched a child too..."

Just as Samael and Melly stepped forward to tend to the soldiers, the garrison commander grabbed the savior's arm and pleaded.

I'm not one of the Knights of the Round Table...

Mistaken for someone else again and earning reputation for others, Samael did not even have the strength to complain.

Still, time was short. The ancient serpent could not be bothered to dwell on it. Leaving Melly behind to handle the aftermath, he stirred his aether and took the lead in chasing out of the city.

Across the wilderness, Samael unleashed his magic and raced like lightning. His narrowed Serpent Eyes swept over the surroundings, taking in every trace through his night vision.

Thanks to the tracking skills he had learned from Chiron back then, as well as a serpent's keen senses,

even though the monster had changed course and hidden itself several times, it failed to shake off the ancient serpent. Following the trampled grass and lingering scent along the way, Samael stayed firmly on its trail.

"Trying to run? Stay right there!"

Soon, Samael spotted the monster sprinting through the wilderness with a child in one hand. He swung his sword, sending a blade of light slicing toward its ankle.

"Slash!"

Yet as the sharp edge neared, the Black Shadow sank into the softened earth like sludge.

The blade of light, having lost its target, slammed into the ground and carved a conspicuous deep trench. Turf and shattered stones exploded into the air.

Amid the billowing dust, the Black Shadow that had escaped disaster emerged from the shade a hundred meters away.

But its body had shrunk by nearly half.

Clearly, avoiding that lethal strike had cost the monster dearly.

It had a trick like that? I really