Chapter 77: Small things can also turn into great people!
This is the sword of the Silent Knight, but why, how could the Guardian Knight betray his master?

And how could his prediction be wrong?
I am not a low-sequence person, I am a demigod of sequence three.

If I had predicted something else, it would be fine, but how could something like this be wrong?
The returning December is a grand stage for the Supremes.

Jesters and clowns also gathered together.
The jester and the clown together?!

Ah, the last sentence doesn't refer to me?
This is me?
The Fool suddenly understood everything.

The prophet will eventually die from predicting.

What a mocking answer.

Under the double blow of the huge blow and the slow withdrawal of the greatsword.

The jester spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

There is a curse attached to the greatsword, and this vicious curse is constantly eroding his body and divinity.

It was obvious that the other party had been preparing for a long time to kill him.

There is no chance to fight back.

Even if I am a Sequence Three.

No wonder he tried so hard to stop himself from killing the surrendering soldiers.

So I was waiting here.
But he really didn't understand why the old lion's guardian knight would choose to betray him.

That is a guardian knight, and only the most loyal knight to the monarch can take on the role.

This has never been a problem for thousands of years.

He didn't believe he would happen to be the first example.

The Fool held the tip of the greatsword, which was still stained with his blood and a fragment of his heart.

The other party stopped his actions.

"Anything you want to ask?"

"Why? Why would you betray your master? There's no chance that the old lion will turn against you."

Just ask this?

The silent knight shrugged and said:
"It's simple. He is not my master, and I am not a knight. Forget it. I will let you die knowingly."

The silent knight took off his helmet. At this moment, his face continued to distort, and finally turned into a face that the jester did not recognize at all.

His towering body was also shrinking rapidly.

The armor all over his body kept peeling off and falling off as he shrank.

After seeing this scene, the jester understood the cause and effect.

"Are you a shadow assassin?"

The Shadow Path is the path of assassins. When one reaches Sequence Four of the Shadow Path, one has the ability to disguise oneself as a demigod of all paths. Although it is only a disguise, there is almost no possibility of being exposed unless there are special circumstances.

The jester figured out more problems.

For example, in Suras, the Queen came too soon!

She was so fast that even if Constantine had not appeared unexpectedly, she would have been able to get rid of the demon lord in the world first.

"How long ago did you replace the old lion's guardian?"

"In Suras, at the perfect time."

"The Queen arrived a little late. Could it be because she was dealing with him?"

"Yes, that was also the time when I completed the replacement."

He was the only one among the three demigods who continued to guard the place because he knew very well that the Queen would definitely come. So after a symbolic resistance, he hurriedly fled with his soldiers.

But he certainly did not expect that Saint Constantine would appear in Suras.

"How despicable."

"We are enemies, it doesn't matter if we are mean or not."

After leaving these words, he pulled out the sword that was stuck in the jester's heart.

The jester stumbled towards the city walls.

The Shadow Assassin ignored all that was happening. He had no way and no preparation to accommodate the other party's extraordinary characteristics.

Of course, if he is lucky and the other party forms the seal himself, he doesn't mind taking some extra credit for himself.

But don't worry, he is just outside the city.

On the contrary, if you are too impatient, the other party may seize the opportunity and use you as a scapegoat before your death.

As an assassin, he had seen too many similar things. After waiting for a moment, he realized something was wrong.

Why is there no sound of falling to the ground?
After a brief moment of shock, he disappeared from the spot and appeared in a shadow below.

No, nothing.

The corpse that should have appeared on the ground disappeared!
Damn!

He ran away? !

Shadow Assassin really couldn't believe all this.

He had clearly been preparing for tonight for a long, long time.

The timing was chosen specifically, the positioning was just right, the curses were carefully cast, each and every one of them was designed to ensure the other's death.

But how could he run away?

Did he drink the potion? !

He had thought about stealing the other party's potion first, but the other party hid it very well and he couldn't find where the potion was.

That's why he prepared for the fatal move even more carefully.

In that situation, there is no possibility for the other party to turn the tables.

Even if something unexpected happened and he drank the potion, the question is why there was no movement?
When dawn arrived, the Shadow Assassin still had not found the missing Jester, but he did recapture Anras.

At the same time, he also received news from the city of Grasse - they had also succeeded.

The two lost strongholds of the empire were returned to the hands of the Queen.

At this point, the barriers that were once used to prevent the invasion of the northern countries will turn into two big hands tightly strangling their necks.

There is no way forward or backward, a turtle caught in a jar! ——
Outside the city of Anras.

The old Prime Minister Hassank looked at the fallen city with regret.

It turns out that the young queen is waiting here.

It’s a bold idea, but the results are indeed huge.

And beside him, the jester was being kept alive by his subordinates using all the methods they could think of.

But none of this worked, it just delayed his death.

The other party's curse is indeed something that cannot be solved at their level.

But the Fool has a way to turn the tables, a way to turn everything upside down.

"Potions, give me potions! I want to be promoted!"

He didn't find the potion on him, so the other party must have taken it.

Since the other party was willing to rescue him here, it meant that they really needed him.

An angel is needed to use the seal against the Queen.

Then, as long as he becomes an angel, he will truly transcend the concept of being a mortal.

You are qualified to get rid of the curse.

The old prime minister turned around immediately after hearing the jester's eagerness.

And took out something.

But that was not the potion the Fool craved.

It is a mirror:
"I thought you would want this right now. So I brought it here specially."

Mirror?

I don’t need a mirror to see how miserable I am now.
What I want is the potion, the potion!
The Fool almost shouted out.

But why is there no sound?

And why aren't my lips moving?
Also, why are you laughing?!

Is that really me in the mirror?!

The jester was horrified.

Where have the shadows gone?!

Where are those three shadows who should have mocked my incompetence long ago? !

In the mirror held by the old prime minister, he did not roar in anger, nor did he show any displeasure.

He just looked at this body and this face with interest.

(End of this chapter)