Backlund (Bonus Chapter for Tips)

Under normal circumstances, an attack like this would have posed no difficulty for Sifa. However, his body had only just begun to recover and was still extremely weak, like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness. 😲🏆 ☝🐨

In any case, he could not dodge it, let alone counterattack.

He had no idea why this girl had suddenly attacked him, but Sifa reacted quickly all the same and used his life-saving technique: "Police! Help!"

The rough-haired blonde girl had not expected this fellow to call for help. He was covered in blood and looked like he ought to be a tough guy, yet he was actually crying for help like a coward.

She no longer had time to stab him with the trident dagger and instead reached out to cover Sifa's mouth. Since she was petite, she had to move closer and even stand on tiptoe to cover him.

Sifa immediately felt a youthful breath wash over him. The small hand covering his mouth was warm and soft. Because they were so close, he could even feel the rise and fall of the girl's chest.

Well, it was just too flat.

Forget comparing it with Miss Martha's weapons—even Helen had more to look at than her. She really was just a little girl.

Wait, this wasn't the time to be thinking about that.

"Don't make a sound. If you call out again, I'll stab you to death." The girl viciously shook the trident dagger in her hand to make her "persuasion" more convincing, then fired off a string of questions. "What's your name? Where did you come from? What are you doing here?"

Sifa wanted to answer, but with her hand covering his mouth, he could only make muffled sounds.

The blonde girl said impatiently, "Answer my questions,