In the eyes of god (P.6) - Chapter 12

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In the hidden backstreets near the adventurers' guild, a solitary figure in a red uniform moved with quiet purpose

However, his legs suddenly stopped as his eyes narrowed to a slit.

"What is it—"

The moment he tried to inquire about something, a shadow passed by the corner of his eye before a blade reached his neck. The metal was so close to cutting down his neck that he could actually feel the cold temperature of it.

"—Sofia?"

Whoever had restrained him from even bending a finger from his position was someone in a white uniform similar to his.

However, their size comparisons were rather significant. The female captor, who wasn't saying anything yet, kept calm yet smooth composure as she was facing someone whose body and muscles were more noticeable.

"You already know why I'm here." The stern voice of the female captor responded, not moving away from the restrained knight.

"She is no demon. There is nothing else that I can do about it." The calm voice of the knight in a red uniform responded.

"That is no excuse! Your order was to exterminate, not investigate!"

The female's stern voice grew harsher as she noticed the unbothered and failed response from the strongest knight in this kingdom.

"This is my final decision."

Upon hearing his decision, something inside the female knight snapped as if it had reached its limits from hanging in there. However, she did not show it on her face, as her shadow was cast over her facial features.

"Then I will finish what you couldn't."

She removed her blade from his neck in annoyance before turning around and carrying off what seemed right to her.

"Hold on—"

However, the knight didn't seem to be done with her, calling out to her with a rather deep voice that immediately grabbed her attention.

But that wasn't the only reason behind her sudden, unseen flinch. A cold, murderous aura was being released, and no matter how hard she tried to withstand it, she couldn't shake it off.

"—if you try to do anything to the girl, there won't be any place where you and the church can hide from me." he warned, his voice carrying the same icy edge that seemed to penetrate to her core.

Despite the impulse to turn and face him, she resisted, her face contorted by the effort of suppressing the potent aura that assailed her senses. A battle raged within her, but she stood her ground, refusing to let her composure waver.

However, if she did look back, she would meet two glowing, narrowed eyes that would immediately scream that he was someone not to mess with. However, the female knight wasn't going to allow herself to show how upset she actually felt at the moment.

"....if you're that brave to make an enemy out of the church… then suit yourself. I won't be helping you anymore."

She forced herself to respond before walking away without ever looking back. But if seen closely, she was clenching her own fist to the point where her knuckles turned white from the pressure.