"Yes!"
Aziva Lawrence, along with others, loudly responded to the command. He quickly left the group with other scouts, paid respects to the haggard-looking Sin Knight, then turned and dashed into the dense woods, leaving behind nearly a hundred corpses and the increasingly thick scent of blood on the clearing.
The last time he looked back, Aziva saw the well-mannered middle-aged housekeeper stepping out of the crowd, supporting the young noble who was about to collapse, and stuffing two warm Alchemy Potions into his hands.
[Truly like two different people…]
Recalling the very successful encounter... or rather, the annihilation battle not long ago, where Sin Knight's command was nearly artistic, and the simple yet extremely sharp swordplay, Aziva shook his head with a complex expression, quickly entered Stealth mode, and silently moved swiftly through the woods. His bright brown eyes continuously scanned the surroundings, striving not to miss any trace.
