They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

"Don't try to fight against fate." The monster's voice without any mechanism had a strange hint of teasing, and a potion filled with green mucus appeared in his rough claws at some point.

Rowling knew what would happen next. As usual, the monster would pin her to the ground and pour the entire bottle of strange green potion into her mouth.

The feeling of suffocation and despair will wake her up from her dream, and by then, it will be the next morning...

Rowling kept moving her body backwards, but it was all in vain. The monster's green eyes, which were only pupils, became more and more mocking.

"Let's gain eternal life together." The monster grabbed Rowling's ankle, pulled her to his side, and unscrewed the bottle cap with a smile.

"Crack!" At this moment, a long sword flew over and inserted between Rowling and the monster, blocking the monster.

"? Who?" The monster subconsciously took a step back.

Rowling was also stunned. Dreaming about the church today was already an unexpected surprise. She couldn't help but turn to the direction where the sword was thrown.

"A beast without order." In the center of the church, the statue raised its head, and the excited gaze from the gap in its helmet fixed the monster firmly. "Who gave you the power to do whatever you want in the world?"

"Swoosh!" The sound of wind blowing through the cloak was heard, and the statue came to life. The dark knight swept through the air, and his fox-tail-like cloak moved with his shape.

The knight kicked the monster away with a flying kick.

The monster let out a strange cry, smashed several benches, and flew out of the church door.

The knight drew his sword and threw it casually, piercing the monster as it tried to get up, and nailed her to the white wall of the church.

"Knight Commander of Dawn..." Rowling stared blankly at the majestic, tall, dark figure standing in front of her. It completely overlapped with the scene in her memory that saved her when she was young.

The long-lasting repression, helpless torment, and suffocating fear all erupted at this moment.

Rowling pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.

This nightmare that had tormented her for more than a month finally came to an end today...

"Are you okay?" With the same voice as before, the knight turned around, squatted down, and extended his hand to her.

Rowling was stunned, not knowing if it was her illusion. She always felt that the Dawn Knight's voice was very similar to someone else's, almost exactly the same.

"Sorry, I'm late." It was at this time that the sky began to brighten and the long night ushered in the dawn and the light.

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"........Ms. Rowling."

"Ms. Rowling?" The familiar voice brought Rowling back to reality from her dream.

He pried open his swollen eyelids, his vision was still blurry, but he could clearly see the outline of the armored man in front of him.

"........ Knight Commander of Dawn?" Rowling shouted absentmindedly.

"............?" Fate, who was squatting in front of Rowling and trying to wake her up, fell silent.

"You are the Knight Commander of Dawn... No, Mr. Fate?" Rowling covered her forehead and slowly stood up. "Why are you next to me?"

"Ms. Rowling, you lose your memory so quickly. Have you forgotten that you insisted on squeezing into the church with me last night?"

"............." Rowling looked at Fate without saying anything. "Did I just have a nightmare?"

"Well, I think so." Fate thought. "You looked scary just now."

He was terribly pale, with his facial features twisted together, and he looked extremely scary.

Normally, Fate would not wake up so early. He was awakened by Rowling's moans before dawn. He got up to call her, but found that she would not wake up no matter how hard he shouted. It was as if she was possessed.

After realizing that Rowling was having a nightmare again, Fate sent a few strands of his own consciousness into Rowling's brain, and her condition was relieved.

Fate had been taking care of her since before dawn, and she finally woke up.

"Mr. Fate has been standing by my side since just now?"

"Ah."

Rowling rubbed her messy long hair, her eyes unconsciously looking towards the statue of the Knight Archon in the center of the church.

Still standing there dignifiedly, nothing has changed as usual.

After looking at the statue and then at Fate, Rowling felt a sense of loss.

"Was I just dreaming?"

"Yeah." Fate didn't understand Rowling's complicated feelings at the moment, so he nodded and answered. "Is this dream the same as before, with a monster chasing you?"

"Yes, but......"

"But what?"

"Mr. Fate was with me the whole time, so this nightmare wasn't so scary." Rowling did not tell Fate about the scene in the dream, but just stared at Fate with a smile that he could not understand.

"Thank you all the time." Rowling said meaningfully.

"Nothing. Isn't that what colleagues should do?" Fate stood up.

After Rowling was dressed and had breakfast, Fate was ready to leave.

He wants to go to the back mountain to take another look.

Chapter 87: 85 ~ Ambush

After settling Rowling, Fate climbed up the barren mountain behind Batti City again and found the cave. The dream stones piled inside had disappeared. They must have been taken away by the people from the Inquisition.

All traces of the demons also disappeared. After all, demons cannot be killed in the continent of Arlen. If they are defeated, they can only be teleported back to the demon world.

Fate knelt on one knee and rubbed the dust on the ground with his fingers. There was no trace of the coal car being taken away. It must have been taken away for some time, or the person who took it away had consciously cleaned up the traces.

"Boom boom!" Just when Fate was about to leave the cave, the rocks rioted, and several huge rocks fell down. Amidst a cloud of dust, the entrance of the cave was sealed.

Fate subconsciously covered his face. The last visible light source disappeared, and the cave fell into darkness.

Is it a landslide? But this is too sudden. There hasn't been an earthquake anywhere recently. These boulders don't look like they fell naturally from the mountain. It's more like...

The pitch-black cave was suddenly filled with several strange lights. Turning back, I saw three magic arrays lit up in the narrow cave. The dazzling evil light seemed to ignite the cave.

These magic arrays did not exist before, and were obviously set up by people later. Then the huge rocks that fell from the mountain were obviously not slid down naturally, but were deliberately done by someone who set up a magic array. When someone entered the cave, the rocks would automatically slide down and seal the cave.

Then..........

Then summon three more demons to send the person who enters the cave to hell.

Fate's frown deepened.

Who set this trap? Shouldn't the people from the Inquisition have already sent the Dreamstones away?

Could it be that this was set up by the leaders of these demons who rushed to the cave after the Inquisition sent the stone away?

It doesn't make sense. Why would the leader of the demon clan do this? He did it, and the batch of dream stones could not be taken back. The Inquisition took the stones away, and would not stay here for long after the investigation. Moreover, he didn't even know whether it was the Inquisition or another force that eliminated his subordinates and took the stones.

His brain was working rapidly, and Fate thought of a possibility.

If, he meant if, there was a traitor in the Inquisition who tipped off the cult leader, telling him that the demons transporting the Dreamstones were not dealt with by the Inquisition, but were killed by someone else, and someone else anonymously informed the Inquisition afterwards, leaving them to clean up the mess.

If this is the case, the cult leader may have expected that the anonymous informant might return to the cave to confirm that the stone had been removed by the Inquisition, and set this trap in order to eliminate this insider who wished to remain anonymous.

But who would serve as a running dog for a bunch of lunatics in the cult?

People will take risks only if they can profit from it. What benefits do you expect a bunch of lunatics to offer to attract the traitors? And then reward them with their heads?

Fate has been fighting for so many years, and it is very rare for him to encounter traitors among the cultists, because even the worst people know that they can't afford to offend madmen, and if they are not careful, they may lose their lives, so no one will seek cooperation with them.

This possibility is very small.

The evil light of the magic spell array dimmed, and in the last moment it illuminated the green faces and fangs of three tall demons.

Fate saw clearly that they were three monsters with horns that looked like bull demons.

"A mid-level demon." Fate murmured. "It's a big investment."

To get rid of him.

Apparently the cult leader thought that he was the one who dealt with those low-level demons, and thought that the low-level demons could not pose a threat to him, so he called for more powerful helpers.

This nosy person must die here, so he used three intermediate demons as a trap.

This cultist has a big background and has the authority to summon mid-level demons. He is definitely not an ordinary small fry.

Facing three intermediate demons, even Fate in his prime would not dare to be careless, let alone Fate who has been severely injured.

He drew out his sword, and the other three mid-level demons attacked Fate immediately after being summoned.

Mid-level demons already possess fairly mature magical skills, and their destructive power is far beyond the reach of low-level demons.

Moreover, in such a small space, there was no way to dodge and one could only take these magic shots.

In a flash, lightning chains, fireballs, and frost spears condensed in the hands of the three intermediate demons. If they exploded in the cave, the entire cave would collapse, and even if they dodged, they would be buried underneath.

Fate held the sword in both hands, and the magic in his body circulated rapidly and transformed into [intention]. At the same time, the pendant on his neck flickered.

The strange light energy wrapped around the sword like a long snake, and at the moment when the magic in the hands of the demon exploded, the light in the cave burst out.

"Boom boom boom!" The beam of light shooting into the sky created a huge hole above the cave. The falling rocks were caught in the beam and turned into powder.

"Bang!" The iron helmet that was blown into two pieces fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

A golden figure leaped from the air, stepped on the gravel, and landed lightly on the ground. Her knee-length golden hair fluttered like a dancing dress as she moved.

"Huff...Huff..." The white-blond girl's cheeks were covered with a lot of dust, but it did not conceal her sharp edge and cool temperament.

The cold blue eyes stared directly at the three tall figures that also rushed out of the cave.

"Who sent you here?" Knight Ji asked word by word.

Mid-level demons already have language skills, and many of them can learn human language through study.

Obviously, the three demons didn't understand what she was saying, and even if they did, they didn't seem to intend to answer.

A minotaur condensed a net-like spell in his hands, while the other two were still condensing ice spears and fireballs.

It seems that the division of labor among these three demons is very clear, two are good at destruction, and one is good at assistance.

If she was not mistaken, the magic condensed in the hands of the Minotaur was a confinement effect. They wanted to restrict their movements and then hit them with destructive magic.

Fate did not intend to dodge, as the saying goes, force can defeat skill.

The next moment, the condensed magic net tried to lock her from all directions, and fireballs and ice spears followed one after another.

The sword light shot up into the sky, condensed into a beam of light that shot down, severing the magic net, splitting the fireballs and ice spears, and rushing straight towards the three mid-level demons.

[Shenglun Ancient Sword Style Cleansing]

The three demons were shocked when they saw this, but they reacted quickly and worked together to form a defense network.

This kind of defense net can only neutralize physical attacks, which naturally includes [Heart Determination].

The sword light that exploded like thunder only shattered the defense network, and the remaining force was only enough to push the three demons back several steps.

Fate, with disheveled hair, had a solemn expression on her face. This intention did not bring the expected effect, which made her feel a little more stressed.

She can now store very little [will], and to release the [heart decision] she basically relies on the conversion of [magic element], and the conversion rate is more than three times, which is quite uneconomical.

If she uses the Heart Sutra a few more times, she might run out of magic energy.

Just as she was planning the next tactics, the three demons froze in place for a moment, as if they had received some orders. The three demons tacitly fired an ink bomb, which bombarded the ground, and smoke instantly enveloped the scene.

By the time Fate could see clearly, there was no trace of the three demons.

Chapter 88: 86-Suspicious Man

“........ran away?” Fate put away his sword, took a few steps forward, and squatted down to check.

It is an ink-oil bullet, which is specially used by the demons for safe evacuation. The special substance released in it will obscure people's vision, and inhaling the mist will also cause temporary hallucinations. The demons often use this method to escape or cover their attacks.

But if they continued to fight like this, they would not necessarily be at a disadvantage. Why did they suddenly stop fighting? Did they receive orders from someone?

Fate's eyes became fierce, and he swung his sword. The sword energy chopped the stone beside him, causing it to explode into countless pieces.

"Who's there? Come out." The girl's voice was cold.

"Oh, we were discovered so quickly?" A man in a black cloak rubbed his head and slowly walked out from behind the broken rocks.