Seeing Gu Yu looking ready to fight to the death and clearly unwilling to let him off, Charles's expression turned grave.
He somewhat regretted believing the plan Gu Yao had fabricated in order to recruit him.
He had thought that if they worked together, then among the Saintess candidates, even if they could not claim first place, they could at least secure the position of Saintess's aide.
As early as a few months ago, when they entered the God-Chosen Trial, he had eagerly signed a contract with her and become a Contract Knight.
But now, it seemed this was nothing more than a dead end that had ruined his own future.
Forget it...
Charles abruptly raised his head, clearing every stray thought from his mind.
The contract had already been made anyway. Anyone who broke it would never be able to enter the Black Moon Church again.
He needed to get through this first. Everything else could be discussed afterward.
Charles had never felt time pass so slowly. He and Gu Yao had clearly been fighting the other side for quite a while already.
Yet the Curial Deacon still had not arrived.
At that thought, the golden light on Charles's sword grew even stronger, even allowing him to temporarily resist the soul-freezing chill.
The increasingly dazzling sword light gradually suppressed the spread of the cold and also forced back Gu Yu's assault.
Seeing Charles and Gu Yao desperately struggling on, Gu Yu, who had grown tired of playing around, launched her final attack.
The world obscured by the snowstorm seemed to come alive, howling and roaring as it surged toward Gu Yao and Charles.
This tsunami formed of ice and snow came crashing in with overwhelming force. In the blink of an eye, the houses along its path were completely