"Quick, stop him."
Beryl, who had been watching the battlefield from afar at the rear with Fae Tristan, his face full of excitement, immediately cried out in panic when he saw Shen Fei charging straight toward them.
As a murderer who killed for pleasure, strictly speaking, Beryl was not afraid of death—but that was before he achieved his goal. Before that goal was fulfilled, he absolutely did not want to die. And his goal was, without question, Mash.
Yet he had never expected Shen Fei to come after him before he had even met Mash. As a pleasure killer himself, he understood the killing intent radiating from Shen Fei all too well. The other man would kill him without hesitation, without even the slightest pause.
This was what Beryl could not understand. Considering the kind of person he was and the things he had done, it was normal for people to want him dead. But given Chaldea's style of conduct, they should not have killed him outright without speaking to him first. In the previous Lostbelts, Chaldea's group had not killed a single Cryptor. Ophelia had died because of the Greater Command Seal, Kirschtaria had been assassinated by Beryl, and the other Cryptors, including Kadoc, were all still alive and well.
Unfortunately, no matter what Beryl was thinking at that moment, it could not change the fact that Shen Fei had become a streak of red light and was charging toward him. Every Queen's Army soldier who obeyed Beryl's orders and tried to block his path was blasted away by the magical energy erupting from Shen Fei's body.
"Stop right there." When Shen Fei broke through the army's blockade and reached a point not far from Fae Tristan and Beryl, Fae Tristan made her move. She laid down a defensive