The First Wizarding World War
Chapter 77

Leopard's Pursuit

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Orc Assassins had learned many vicious killing moves involving leaping high and pouncing down.

Suspended in midair, at that instant of life or death, he sensed the danger. With a twist of his body, he forcibly changed direction in midair against all possibility. The Demon-Breaking Armor-Piercing Bullet grazed his shoulder and shot into the distance.

Before the brown-haired, gray-eyed assassin could celebrate, pain flared in his waist and ribs, and blood gushed out.

Charlotte had barely landed a blow and had no time to press his advantage when the brown-haired, gray-eyed assassin violently tore himself free from Blood Rose's blade. He let out a shrill howl, his speed suddenly surged, and he fled toward the outer city.

Charlotte connected with the three clever cat kittens. The little ones had only been born not long ago; after desperately firing that one shot, they had collapsed from exhaustion. Their tiny tongues hung out as they lay atop the wall, without an ounce of strength left. They had no way to bring him the Anti-Space Long-Range Rifle and could only watch the assassin escape in regret.

"There are too many spells that can conceal one's aura and enable ambushes to guess which one it is. But spells that can suddenly increase speed only last for a short time each use, and Orcs commonly use them. It should be Leopard's Pursuit."

"This ability isn't as enduring as the Agility Technique, but its instant burst is terrifying. If each burst hadn't lasted only two or three breaths, I doubt I could have held on for long."

Charlotte had also sharply noticed during the battle that after each round of frenzied attacks, this brown-haired, gray-eyed assassin would mock him a few times. At first, he thought the man had a nasty temperament and enjoyed toying with

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