"Devious bastard!"
"2567!"
Angsilanko and the First Count Wayne cried out as they saw the figure holding the Angsilanko Codex.
Qin Ran glanced at the two of them before turning his gaze toward Gonglansen and Sister Mony.
"How is Sister Mony?"
Qin Ran asked.
"With that damned thing gone, she'll recover soon!"
Gonglansen answered.
Then, holding the old nun with one arm, he drew the longsword at his waist with his other hand.
The normally gentle Dawn Force circulated swiftly through the old knight's body.
"Eck! Angsilanko!"
"You two bastards have finally both shown yourselves!"
"I've been waiting a long time for this day!"
Amid the faint white glow, the old knight stared at the two before him, brimming with murderous intent.
His killing intent was almost tangible, slicing at Angsilanko and the First Count Wayne like knives.
Neither of them cared, however.
Or rather, their concerns lay elsewhere.
"You knew I had bewitched Aike?"
"Weren't you supposed to be at the Dawn Knight Order's training camp?"
The former question came from Angsilanko.
The latter came from the First Count Wayne.
But the two men were exceptionally in sync.
Neither Qin Ran nor the old knight answered.
The old knight merely snorted, his killing intent intensifying.
Qin Ran raised the hand holding the Angsilanko Codex.
That hand was pale, its fingers long and powerful. As they squeezed the thick Angsilanko Codex, a sound like twisting metal immediately rang out.
Creeeak.
At that sound, Angsilanko and the First Count Wayne shouted in unison.
"Stop!"
Both lunged at Qin Ran.
Neither could allow Qin Ran to damage the Angsilanko Codex, not even the slightest bit, if they were to achieve their respective goals.
Gray, snakelike phantoms and green, toadlike phantoms appeared around Angsilanko.
A mottled sunrise slowly emerged as the First Count