Clang!
Zhao Bai held his blade horizontally as a chill wind swept through the entire street. Durandal took a step back, and Zhao Bai did the same.
"That sword is that one... Awoo... I don't know anything."
Durandal cried out in surprise, only then remembering Otto's instructions. She hurriedly made up an excuse. It was a little too cute for a female knight, but Durandal was now a Vampire Hunter, so naturally she had to take her Vampire Hunter duties seriously.
She was not a knight. She was a Vampire Hunter.
Durandal? Never heard of her. Must be some kid.
Chapter 162: The War of the Cat Servants (1/4)
Zhao Bai was quite surprised. He raised his blade to meet the attack. Though he had been somewhat passive, he had actually been forced back several steps. From the scythe, Zhao Bai felt an overwhelming force. Such immense strength had to belong to a Valkyrie skilled in wielding a scythe.
Rita?
Rita was not this dumb.
Dumb and powerful, and sent by Otto—Zhao Bai already had a likely candidate in mind. Although that person normally used a knight's lance, she was proficient with nearly every weapon. It was not impossible for her to come chopping at him with a scythe.
So this was Otto's arrangement?
In that instant, Zhao Bai stopped his retreat and charged forward with his sword held crosswise.
Durandal charged as well.
Boom!
When he retreated again, Zhao Bai hoisted the Moonlit Embrace, who had been tossed senseless by the wind, over his shoulder and ran in the opposite direction. Durandal remained where she was, waiting for the bishop's next instructions.
"Durandal, why are you standing around like an idiot? Hurry and chase them."
"Tsk."
Durandal felt offended. She leaned forward like a drawn bowstring, and in an