753. Death of the Sword Saint

Even the Sword Saint had to admit that Inanna's way of kneading Puji was extraordinary. No wonder Cave Four burrowed into Inanna's arms whenever it had free time.

But Elwin had never sunk into indulgence because of that. Even back when he had still been human, he had never put his mind on pleasure, and it was even more true after becoming Puji.

Just like now, even while Inanna was RUA-ing him, what he considered was still serious business.

"Do you really not feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Fourteen, why do you keep asking that?"

The Sword Saint did not answer. He was thinking about where exactly the danger lay.

The "last time" Boss had mentioned should not have been a lie, but even now, he still had not discovered any danger around Inanna.

He did not dare relax his vigilance, so he could only temporarily stay by Inanna's side.

He sensed a powerful aura gradually approaching. He could tell that it was Alama.

Although [Qi Sense] could not directly identify a target's appearance, as long as one remembered the strength of the other party's qi, it was still relatively easy to identify a powerful expert like Alama.

Alama was heading toward the main hall. The Sword Saint did not react.

Inanna routinely switching between Pujis to knead was not exactly a secret. The people of the Duke's Mansion had long since grown used to it.

Only when Alama pushed open the main doors did the Sword Saint realize that the other man was fully armed, even carrying that greatsword as tall as himself on his back.

And after coming in, contrary to his usual manner, he did not speak right away. He merely stared at them in silence for a long time.

Inanna was baffled by his stare and could not