The three people who burst through the door appeared to be Magic-armored Knights.
In fact, they were not. Compared to the lowest-ranking Magic-armored Knights, they did not possess three magic-pattern items, but only one. They could only be called half Magic-armored Knights. Even so, they possessed far greater combat strength than ordinary people and held an overwhelming advantage.
However, they had encountered an even stronger opponent.
The moment the three rushed in and activated their magic patterns, Annie struck.
"Smack!"
A glob of acid shot out and splattered across the face of the man on the left. He screamed and collapsed.
"Whoosh!"
Another sharp icicle flew out, piercing straight through the light armor of the man on the right and stabbing into his heart. His eyes widened, and with a "thud," he fell to the ground, following in his companion's footsteps.
Only the man in the middle safely reached Annie. Then, belatedly, he realized that he was the only one left—his companions had all been killed in a single exchange by the extraordinary power of the girl before him.
In other words, the girl before him was not as weak as the intelligence had claimed. She was a Wizard! The survivor shuddered, suddenly feeling all strength leave the hand gripping his dagger. The next moment, with a "smack," Annie knocked the dagger away, and it embedded itself in the ceiling.
Annie reached out with her left hand, seized the "survivor" by the neck, and stared into his eyes. "Who sent you to kill me?"
"It was... Lord Cologne. He discovered that you infiltrated his vault. He believes you were sent by his political enemies to steal evidence of his massacre, so he ordered us to make sure you died." The living man answered in a trembling voice, hurriedly adding, "I