The hundred-odd people led by the girl were quickly surrounded. Though she was exceptionally brave, she was far too young, untempered by the years, and her Transcendence rank was not high enough. The vampire Knight on the other side had her pinned down.
As her companions were killed one after another, the girl swung her twin rapiers ever faster, every move a desperate fight for her life.
The vampire Knight was in no hurry. Leisurely, he said, "Anastasia! You are still as reckless as ever, just like your mother. I will send you to hell now, so you can reunite with her."
The girl's eyes seemed ready to spit fire. Clearly, she bore a deep and bitter hatred for the vampire Knight.
Dobbin could no longer stand by. He leaped into the air and shouted, "Do not be afraid! I will help you!"
A South Seraph Knight silently stepped forward and blocked the forty-seventh-rank third-class sergeant major.
Charlotte had risen through the ranks quickly. First, he had accumulated enough military merit; second, he had people backing him.
Poor Dobbin had the former, but not the latter. He had yet to receive a promotion and could only wait until the war ended, when Charlotte awarded merits to his subordinates.
He had only just become a Radiant Knight, though he had improved rapidly lately. Still, he was ultimately only a first-rank Knight, while his opponent was a third-rank Knight, vastly stronger than him. If Dobbin's swordsmanship had not been tempered through countless battles, narrowing the gap in their Transcendence ranks, he would likely have been defeated within a dozen exchanges.
The vampire Knight casually glanced at Dobbin and remarked, "Another fool coming to die."
Charlotte pressed one hand to the ground and lightly sprang into the air. As he passed over Dobbin's