Drip, drip~
Water droplets fell onto Su Xiao's face. His eyes snapped open. In the dim environment, his pupils first dilated to adjust to the light, then contracted back to their normal size.
Su Xiao, whose face was smeared with dried blood, rose from the ground. The smell of roasted protein drifted into his nose, while flames crackled as they burned the wood.
"I thought you were dead."
A slightly aged voice reached Su Xiao's ears. Following the firelight, Su Xiao saw a figure in worn armor sitting beside the bonfire.
The armor on the other party's body was somewhat charred, as if it had been scorched by high temperatures. A dark-red strip of cloth was wrapped around his head. Something occasionally moved beneath it, as if it were about to drill out through the flesh of his face.
A gleaming Claymore was planted nearby. This two-handed Claymore was about as wide as a palm. It was obviously no ordinary weapon, bearing a heavy, vast power.
Su Xiao had seen the person sitting beside the bonfire before. He was the Grand Knight.
During the first half of the previous battle to besiege the Nightmare King, Su Xiao had sniped from a distance. It was perfectly normal that the Grand Knight had not seen Su Xiao's appearance.
During that siege, the Grand Knight had been schemed against by Zuiyas and withdrawn midway. It could be said that the Grand Knight was extremely powerful. After being tricked by Zuiyas's ability, it was no easy feat for him to survive until now.
"You're not a resident of the Sand World. What is your purpose in coming here? Are you here to seize the fragments of the World Painting?"
The Grand Knight—or Old Knight, as he was more aptly called—skewered a Big Bird with