Chapter 269: The new generation

"Paladin!"

That word was on the lips of the remaining three disciples of the death mage. Their expressions turned grim as the attention of the angel of death shifted to Philips whose body was shoved off the broadsword violently by the young paladin. They hissed and growled like animals but none made a move against the youth. Dimitri quickly dragged Philip's trembling body over to their side with a cautious look on his face.