Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 477 - Chapter 477 Chapter 469 Clash with the First Knight (Two and

Chapter 477: Chapter 469: Clash with the First Knight (Two and One)_2 Chapter 477: Chapter 469: Clash with the First Knight (Two and One)_2 As he spoke, he pulled out the hidden Sword of the Sun.

“Some things can be done without separation, just the same.”

As Roger spoke, he activated the energy contained within the Sword of the Sun, and at the same time, the light of the Igni Dharma Seal in his mind blazed brightly.

He spread his arms, and the glow of the Dharma Seals on his forehead and palms shone. The three points formed a new Dharma Seal model.

With sword in hand, the power of the three Dharma Seals mixed together, along with the energy of the Sword of the Sun, the temperature within the room soared so dramatically that even Amanda couldn’t help but step back a few paces.

“Which of us is truly the Flame Sorcerer?!”

Boom!

Energy surged forth, the fragile walls unable to withstand such an impact, a series of crashing noises followed, and Roger directly blew a huge hole in the side wall that led to the first-floor hall!

“That settles it!”

Roger seized Amanda, but just as he was about to step out, all the paintings hanging on the walls suddenly melted, and all the pigments came together.

This time, before Roger could react, he and Amanda were swallowed up by the flood of dye!

When Roger came to his senses, he found himself standing in the middle of the first-floor hall, surrounded by silence–no noisy crowds, no carefully prepared beverages and snacks.

In the empty hall, there was only one figure standing on the staircase.

Roger’s pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately recognized the person’s identity.

“Why is it you?”

“Lancelot.”

He recalled the various events he had experienced recently, but no matter how much he thought, he could not find a link where Lancelot had intervened.

“Why couldn’t it be me?”

Lancelot stepped out of the shadows, and the light falling upon his face made this handsome and proud First Knight appear somewhat sinister.

“Is it me you’re after?”

Roger seemed to understand something, realizing at that moment, that he was not Bedivere and had no aspirations for the so-called position of leader.

Moreover, through other channels, he had seen through Green’s true colors and had been looking for opportunities to leave the Round Table Knight Order ever since.

But precisely because Roger was an outsider, he had overlooked the true intentions of others, except for Gawain, as long as they could not shake off the soul binding of the Privy Council.

No matter their strength, they were nothing more than puppets of the Knights.

They had no choice, and as Lancelot, who had the best chance of becoming the leader, he naturally had a purpose, a determination to do anything.

And now, with Lancelot appearing here, Roger could think of no other possibility.

“What purpose?”

A mysterious light flickered in Lancelot’s eyes.

“What if I said that all of this was just a coincidence, would you believe me?”

Roger clenched the Sword of the Sun, “Where’s Amanda?”

He no longer wanted to waste words.

“Don’t worry, I won’t harm her.”

“Just a second-rate female sorceress, as long as she dies where she ought to.”

Crack.

A light noise came from the roof, and Roger looked up to see a head encased in frost drop from the center of the hall, crashing to the floor at his feet.

Within the ice was Kidd’s terrified face.

“It was you who made Margaret change her mind, then sent Amanda here, waiting until the right moment to step in.”

“No, it’s not like that.”

Lancelot walked down the stairs.

“Gawain once sought me out not long ago. Though he spoke some misleading words, I knew it was only for his own agenda, hoping your death would create some chaos.”

Roger’s gaze flickered, feeling a heavy sinking in his heart upon hearing Gawain’s name, always suspecting Gawain had other reasons for instigating Lancelot.

“Is he doubting me?”

Roger kept quiet but listened as Lancelot continued.

“I’m not a fool; of course, I know the consequences of such actions, but I also know, once you’re dead, I’m the only candidate for leader.”

“But killing a Heritage Knight like you without anyone else knowing is just too difficult.”

“I need the right time, the right place, and most importantly, a reason for you not to be able to escape!”

A dangerous light glittered in Lancelot’s eyes.

“Bedivere, I really do want to kill you.”

He spread his palm.

“But I couldn’t find the right opportunity,”

“Until…”

“you and that woman arrived here.”

He looked up and glanced around.

“It’s been decades since I last came here, everything has changed.”

The next second, Lancelot’s figure suddenly moved, appearing beside Roger in an instant. He raised his palm, and an ice pierce shot out, aiming straight for Roger’s throat!

“Louis is my brother, my half-brother from the same mother!”

Killing intent surged in Lancelot’s eyes.

“Tell me, isn’t this the guiding hand of fate!”

“It’s not me who wants to kill you, it’s destiny!”

Roger had been watching Lancelot closely, and as soon as Lancelot made his move, Roger reacted in advance, tilting his body slightly and raising the Sword of the Sun in his hand to block Lancelot’s attack.

Roger scoffed coldly.

“Although it’s quite abrupt, I still want to offer a compliment, dear Lancelot, your mother not only lived long, but also has a truly impressive physique.”

“Let me think, how many years ago did you become a Heritage Knight?”

“Sorry, I’m afraid I can’t calculate madam’s real age but, one way or another, she and Louis’s father must have been true love.”

While mocking Lancelot with his words, Roger’s hands didn’t stop moving.

Lancelot’s strength was formidable; he could just barely withstand the impact of Roger’s physical strength, and Roger’s body had been enhanced to a terrifying level with the help of the Conversion Potion.

But what Roger didn’t know was that Lancelot was even more surprised on the other side; Lancelot’s lineage was unique, and although he was but a subspecies of the Earth Dragon, a dragon was still a dragon, even those with the thinnest bloodline.

“Put an end to these little tricks.”

Lancelot sneered, “Louis’s appearance might deceive ordinary people, even that Magician miss, but as those who routinely deal with Soul Power…”

“I think you should have been clear about Louis’s age long ago.”

Without fancy spells, the two of them fought at high speed, and each attack contained terrifying energy. The floor where they dueled cracked, and the surrounding furniture was easily destroyed.

From the moment Roger saw Lancelot, he knew that he must not truly be in the estate’s grand hall.

Considering the paint-like deluge that had separated him from Amanda, Roger speculated that they were probably inside a separate space formed by a special Cursed Item.

Or possibly that world within the painting.

“After so many years, even I forgot about having a half-brother from the same mother. He’s just an ordinary man; he should have died long ago with the passage of time.”

“But he was meant to live on, and he accidentally got his hands on a Cursed Item.”

“Guess what he did?”

Lancelot seemed to be making idle conversation with Roger, but Roger felt a subtle sinking in his heart, and his facial expression slightly changed.

In a confrontation at their level, there was no room for aimless chatter.

Worried about Amanda, Roger sought to uncover the truth about Louis, but the answer Lancelot gave was the one Roger least wanted to hear.

“Guess what he plans to do with your little girlfriend?”

Lancelot laughed softly.

“Oh… Bedivere, I’m delighted. Your reaction tells me just how important that girl is to you. Now I won’t have to worry about you running away.”

“This is really good news.”

“Guess who’s faster between me and Louis?”

“Will I kill you first?”

“Or will he…’do something’ to that girl first…”

“Clang!”

Roger’s energy erupted, pushing Lancelot back.

“To be honest, I was considering other possibilities just now, as I have no interest in the position of captain at all.”

“Compared to the captaincy, I’m more concerned about Amanda’s safety.”

He took a deep breath, his expression turning cold.

“But now I’ve changed my mind.”

Roger switched the Sword of the Sun to his left hand.

“Right now, I only want to kill you.”

“And your bastard brother!”