Fortunately, Iver had always kept his nerves taut, so the instant he sensed danger, he hurled out a card.
"—Don Quixote!"
He shouted without hesitation.
A magnificent, dazzling pure-white knight condensed into existence before Iver.
But Iver had not expected Lily to move even faster than him—
In an instant, she leaped out of the shadows and landed silently on the ground.
Lily looked down at the boy of about seventeen or eighteen, who wore a straw hat and held a clay jar. Fury burned in her eyes.
The boy had originally been kneeling on the ground like all the other passersby, repeatedly banging his head against the ground. But in that instant just now, he had suddenly raised the ceramic water jar beside him, intending to smash it—the sense of danger Iver had felt had come from there.
Clearly, as an Adaptor, Lily had sensed the threat to their lives a step earlier.
Lily appeared without a sound and snatched away the clay jar filled with water!
The boy was startled and looked up at Lily in astonishment.
He was clearly just an ordinary mortal, and did not even know how powerful Lily was.
But precisely because he was a mortal without Path Power, no one had noticed him.
The boy quickly realized what had happened—he had been discovered!
So he gritted his teeth and tried to smash the clay jar with a punch!
"Tie his hands and feet."
"Confuse his mind."
"Sever his throat and tongue."
"Break his ears and eyes."
But at that moment, the four snakefolk priests immediately raised the head lanterns hanging from their waists and cast their curses simultaneously.
Inside those lanterns were a finger and toe, a piece of heart and liver, a tongue, an ear, and an eye.
All those materials were