The silver-haired young man was slashed back by a sword. His body was as light as a feather and he flew out of the woods. He was able to cross the carriageway directly and fly into the woods on the opposite side. It seemed that he was not pushed back, but retreated on his own initiative.

.like a feather being blown up.

Angelet slowly walked out of the woods and shook his sword gently.

"Just right here." His face was calm. Dots of green light slowly appeared in the air around him, illuminating his figure into a gloomy green color.

"I don't care." The silver-haired young man said with a slight smile. He also walked out of the woods on the opposite side. He stretched out his right hand, and blue arcs emerged from his hands. Amidst hiss, a ball of electric light illuminated his face.

light blue.

Between the two of them, the robbers and convoy guards who were besieging the convoy were all startled, and their movements stopped in fear.

"It's... it's a wizard..." Someone said with a trembling voice.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and everyone froze.

Some people's teeth began to chatter. Their feet were shaking.

In the motorcade, under a carriage, Avril's beautiful big eyes suddenly saw Angelet walking out of the woods.

Suddenly, Angelet frowned, and the carriages in front of him seemed to look familiar.

"It's Avril's carriage." He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chapter completed!