Assassin, dead...

His brain chewed these words repeatedly, and then contacted their previous conversations, Robin suddenly raised his head in horror-

So those people outside are not blasphemous.

Another important and terrifying message.

Robin made a number and earned it to his heart.

Judging from Ailin's performance, she is now racing against time to leave before people outside come in.

It was only after Saiya completed the teleportation array, because she knew that the teleportation array could help her escape from here...

With enough meticulous thinking and enough patience, such Ailin is more like a complete assassin than others.

However, based on this information, the identities of the assassins outside have become a new puzzle.

Robin's doubts were deeper, and coupled with the terrible dream that had appeared repeatedly over the past decade, he always felt that something called fate was in control and guiding him to resolve all kinds of doubts.

But the premise is-

He has to survive.

...

After the three of them recovered their sanity, they found their due rhythm and tacit understanding. When Ailin forced one of them, the other one took a good defense, and the third person attacked.

If two people attack at the same time, the third person will immediately make up for the loopholes and search for Ailin's flaws at the same time.

No matter what the situation is, there will always be times when you succeed.

The battle was extremely fierce, but extremely short.

In less than a minute, all four people suffered injuries of different sizes.

Gale's jaw was still bleeding, his abdomen and chest were flesh, and his clothes were ripped out with sharp gaps.

Ivy was in the worst condition. She could hardly hold the sword in her right hand. Even when she was forced to touch the wound while maintaining her body's balance, she could see the painful expression on her face.

Several blood lines were broken on the outside of Yiyeta's thigh, dyeing the white pants on his right leg dark red and black.

Ailin broke a deep and invisible wound on her left shoulder, which even affected the knife movement of her left hand.

The battle is approaching white-hot.

For some reason, Robin always felt that when the ultimate battle took place, the process would actually become extremely short.

"I have to say that Saiya is right," Aileen struggled to maintain the balance of the scene, but her strength of speaking was significantly weaker than before. The three people's dense offensive made her a little embarrassed. "If the Saikoreds arrive here, then Heloise and the others will be safe."

What an obvious way of provoking, she was irritating Ivy.

So far, Robin also saw that whenever Ellyn mentioned Heloise and said bad things about the man named Heloise, Ivy would be more or less angry.

It seems that Ivy is full of respect and admiration for Heloise, even...

Robin didn't dare to think about it, and his heart was extremely worried.

"Ivy." Gael reminded, "Don't listen to her, don't listen to a single word."

Compared to others, Gail is the youngest, but he is the most sober.

"I know!"

Ivy set out her sword in resentment and frowned.

Her face became increasingly ugly. Even though she knew that the other party was trying to anger her, she still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.

No matter who it is, Ivy can't hold on for long.

Whether physically or mentally.

"After all, Heloise has now joined Secret Cold." Aileen smiled with her lips and blinked her eyes, continuing to implement her plan, "It's just that they won't let us leave smoothly. Because when Secret Cold arrives here, they will find the identity of Robin, the Chosen, haha, how will they treat him? Kill him, or lock him up like a pet and a slave?"

A chill rushed straight from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and Robin finally knew what would happen if he fell into the hands of the Secreds.

Whether from dreams or to the world that has traveled through time, his position, identity, and future have been determined, and it seems that something will bind him.

Robin suddenly recalled what the silver-haired woman said in her dream-

"I'll send you to a safe place and hope you can live happily there and never come back."

How ironic, I'm afraid she would never have thought that he would have "returned" to come here.

Or, he came back here with "that child".

If all that is not a dream, then everything is the truth that has happened before.

Then, Robin felt that this was his destiny.

He looked down at his hands and clenched them tightly.

It seems that you want to take your destiny into your own hands.

...

"Shut up!"

Ivy swung her sword and was avoided by Ailin skillfully.

Her face became extremely ugly, and the sword moves in her hand began to become messy.

This is a battle about life and death, not just a physical contest, but also a spirit.

Ailin noticed this clearly, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, throwing the last bomb-

"Who do you think they will make the executioner and cut our heads off our necks?"

"Shut up!"

Ivy's heart thumped heavily, and she vaguely realized what she was going to say next-

"I think." Ailin laughed, "It should be your hero, the role model of the priest guard, the instructor of the God-winged Guard, the man known as the White-winged Shield-"

She bite word by word, "Heloise."

"Shut up!!!" Ivy shouted loudly.

Robin closed his eyes sadly, unable to bear to see the next scene—

Ivy, who was obviously angry, hit her straight up and raised her sword and slashed her.

However, in Ailin's eyes, there are already many flaws.

In Robin's surprise, Irene raised his right leg high and kicked Irene's sword body, while swinging Irene's z-shaped sword, using the power of rotation to thrust the blade towards Irene's chest.

Teared, a bunch of blood splattered out.

The blade flashed in her chest and then quickly pulled out.

Ivy widened her eyes angrily and knelt on the ground silently.

Her upper body bent backwards, and her head drooped weakly to her shoulders.

...

Robin reached out his hand, covered his mouth, making a dull gasp.

"Dead?!"

His eyes were facing Ivy's unwilling eyes, and his upper body, which was twisting in the direction and pressed on his back at an incredible angle, but never turned to either side.

Die with your eyes open.

I feel unwilling.

The blood slowly spread from under her body and gradually climbed to Robin's feet.

The air filled with the fishy and sweet smell of blood.
Chapter completed!