Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 440 - Chapter 440 Chapter 440 The Identity of the Paladin

Chapter 440: Chapter 440: The Identity of the Paladin Chapter 440: Chapter 440: The Identity of the Paladin “This guy’s display of power in the meeting was all a ruse.”

The Paladin had also tampered with the items he brought out for the trade, but this didn’t mean he wasn’t sincere about the deal.

It was just a subconscious reaction, a sort of insurance policy, but unfortunately, Roger’s insurance mechanism had activated while that of the Paladin had failed.

He could no longer sense the specific location of his silver manuscript.

Thinking about the way the other had taken out the lantern, the Paladin seemed to understand something.

“Forget it, the loss isn’t that big.”

At this moment, Bos, who had just been sent flying by Abraham, suddenly shook his body and flipped up from the ground.

“Where are you going?”

He blocked the Paladin’s path.

The Paladin shrugged his shoulders, showing no sign of tension despite being surrounded by formidable enemies.

“Obviously, to leave this place.”

He showed a mysterious smile to Bos, then his hands formed a strange seal gesture. The surrounding space shook and then contracted sharply inward.

Seeing this scene, Bos, not far away, had his facial expression wildly change.

“How is that possible?”

“How could you possibly know the spell to open up this space?”

“That method is only known to…”

As he spoke, he rushed toward the Paladin with great speed.

At the same time, Lancelot, standing atop the tower, also had a drastic change in expression. With a roar like a dragon’s chant, his voice echoed throughout the area.

“Stop him, he’s trying to leave this place!”

Lancelot’s calm composure was predicated on one major assumption.

And that was their current location.

This was a sealed Cursed Land.

Here, space was stable, and the rules were intact, having been discovered many years ago.

Apart from a few individuals who held the methods of entry and exit in their hands, no one else could break through the spatial seal.

So, at first, he had treated this operation more like a rat hunt.

Even intentionally lowering his guard and then focusing his power to gradually whittle down the enemy.

But what he hadn’t expected was that among the most inconspicuous of their enemies, one actually possessed a way to enter and exit this Cursed World.

In the blink of an eye, Lancelot’s mind flashed through several faces, and almost instantly his consciousness froze on one of them.

A cold breath released from his body.

Lancelot formed a seal gesture with his hands.

If the other side wanted to open it, then he would close it.

Two contradictory spell instructions collided, causing the entire space to tremble, but fortunately, Lancelot intercepted in time.

The opening was resealed, space quivered, and calm was restored around them.

Meanwhile, Bos, who was attacking the Paladin, also displayed an uncontrollable shock on his face.

“How is it you?”

Since entering this world, the Paladin had been on the defensive, rarely confronting Bos directly, but just now, in order to open the passage, he had to invoke a spell.

This caused the disguise he had maintained all along to be stripped away, revealing his true face.

“Surprised?”

“If you can appear here, why can’t I?”

A strand of light radiated from the Paladin’s hand. Although the light did not seem to contain an overwhelming energy, Bos’s body seemed paralyzed as soon as it was shone upon.

The Paladin stepped forward and easily broke through Bos’s defense, landing a punch on his face.

The surface of the fist was wrapped in a milky white light, and upon being struck, Bos looked as if hammered by a giant mallet, his stocky body flying several meters and crashing into a boulder, plowing into the soil.

The Paladin turned his head as three figures surrounded him. He looked up at Lancelot on the high tower.

“Now that you know my identity,”

The Paladin looked around.

“Why not have them chase someone else?”

Lancelot’s expression fluctuated as he leapt down from the high tower, his cloak spreading out behind him like the wings of a great bird, soaring across the sky before landing on the ground.

“Gawain, what are you doing here?”

“How did you get involved in this?”

Countless thoughts collided in Lancelot’s mind.

Surrounded by the people was Gawain, the Radiant Knight, whose strength and status were second only to Lancelot among the Round Table Knights.

Radiant Knight Gawain.

“Where are the others? Where are they?”

Lancelot asked in a deep voice.

“There are no others, just me.”

Upon hearing Gawain’s words, Lancelot took a deep breath and made a certain decision.

He stepped backward and shouted loudly, “What are you waiting for?”

“These pests from the Otherworld are best at disguising, do not be bewitched by their appearances, everyone attack together.”

“Kill him!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent, all eyes turned to Lancelot with a frosty expression.

“What are you waiting for? Attack now!”

“Ah!”

A roar came, and Bos, covered in blood, climbed out from a mound of earth, his metallic luster growing brighter. Then he took large strides forward, charging towards Gawain in the distance!

Bos’s assault ignited the fuse, and the others subconsciously attacked Gawain, who could only sigh helplessly in the face of this situation.

If this were the past, Lancelot would never have been so bold, but now with Green’s impending abdication, the new leader would be born from among them, and the most qualified candidates were only Lancelot and Gawain.

If Gawain died.

Then Lancelot would almost certainly be the only choice.

Even knowing what this would cost, the power, status, and freedom to be gained made any price seem insignificant.

Gawain remained composed and unflustered in the face of the four men’s attack, as if it was impossible to catch any knightly panic or embarrassment on the face of this legendary White Horse Prince.

Gawain spread open his left hand, and the light of the sun seemed to converge there. In just a moment, a shield shining with light appeared in his hand.

Gawain raised the shield, the radiance flickering, and the energy emanating from the shield enveloped him.

The next second, attacks from all directions pounded on Gawain!

Rumbling noise.

The earth trembled, and the ground was scraped thin by the onslaught of attacks, but when the dust cleared, Gawain at the center of the attacks was entirely unharmed.

Crack!

The shield in Gawain’s hand shattered, turning into specks of light that dissipated in the air before even touching the ground.

“That’s a relief,”

someone muttered under their breath.

If the combined assault of everyone couldn’t break through Gawain’s defense, then the battle ahead would be difficult.

But just as these words were spoken, they saw Gawain raise his left hand again; light gathered, and a new shield appeared in his hand.

Everyone’s hearts sank.

They knew Gawain was strong, but to outclass the average Heritage Knight by so much was still hard for them to accept.

“Don’t be fooled by him,” Lancelot’s voice rose from behind as he undid the cloak around his neck, staring at Gawain surrounded by the group.

“Radiant Knight Gawain.”

“The power of the Radiant Knight fluctuates with the rising and setting of the sun,” Lancelot pointed towards the sky.

“Now is noon, when he is stronger than any other time, much stronger.”

“Am I right?”

If Roger were here, he would surely realize why the Paladin had set the time of the trade for noon.

Because the Radiant Knight at noon, is invincible!

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