âPhew, it was difficult trying to find you. The hallways here are way too convoluted. I regret not cutting off one of your fingers.â
The man shakily approached them, pretending to be all worn out. As he did so, he saw the childâs shoulder and frowned.
âThat must hurt. Will you come over here? Iâll make it so you wonât be hurting anymore.â
The child shook her head and hid behind Aku Ryun.
Seeing that, the man chuckled.
âCute. Yes, this is the definition of cuteness. Am I wrong?â
As the distance between them shortened, Aku Ryun took a step backwards with the child hidden on his back.
He couldnât tell if the wetness on his back was the childâs tears or his own cold sweat.
Aku Ryun didnât take his eyes off the man while whispering softly to her,
âYoung Miss, when I give you the signal, throw the red orb. Right after that, you have to enter the secret tunnel.â
The child didnât respond.
But he could tell what she was thinking.
âShe didnât want to run away by herself.â
Aku Ryun stretched his hand behind him to grab the childâs blood-stained hand.
âThis time, I shall go with you.â
At his terse but determined answer, the child grabbed tightly onto Aku Ryunâs hands.
Aku Ryun infused all of his internal qi into his sword.
âOh, my mistake. My hand slipped.â
The curved blade grazed the eyebrows of Aku Ryun.
Blood quickly dripped over Aku Ryunâs face, covering half of his face with blood.
The man simply looked at Aku Ryunâs face as if he were admiring it and shook his shoulders.
âWell, letâs do it again. Donât worry about it. Iâll get it right this time.â
The man raised his blade with a joyful face.
Aku Ryun gritted his teeth, anticipating the pain to come.
The child suddenly screamed and swung something at the man.
The man dodged backwards and smirked.
âWhat, itâs just a branch? Kid, you have to pick up a rock and throw itâŚâ
Even before the manâs words finished, the flowers on the end of the tree bloomed.
At the same time, cold air oozed out from it.
It was unusual energy, but it was not helpful in the current situation at all.
It couldnât even kill an ant.
But the moment the man snorted, it started snowing.
Suddenly without anyone noticing, snowflakes were falling everywhere.
Fascinated, everyone looked at the phenomenon of snow falling on a midsummer night.
One of the assassins stretched out his hands and caught the snow that was falling.
It was not snow but flowers. A white flower with cold energy.
As soon as the flower touched his palm, it melted and seeped inside.
âOh, oh, oh, ahhh ahhh!â
The screams of the grunt tore through the night sky.
He was wriggling like an earthworm that fell on a salt field.
After spitting out a white breath, the assassin was frozen like an icicle.
It had happened in a flash.
The man grated his teeth while looking at the blue fingers of the frozen assassin.
âItâs ice magic! Get out of its range!â
Even though the ice flowers didnât have intelligence, they targeted the enemy accurately.
It was just cold snow for Aku Ryun, but it was deadly to the assassins.
The extreme coldness would quickly penetrate the skin and freeze the whole body.
The assassins scattered in all directions. The man escaped from the ice and escaped behind the tree.
Aku Ryun did not miss the opportunity. He began to run after grabbing the unconscious child.
Avoiding the stairs on purpose, he went down the dark mountain road filled with trees.
No matter how many times he shook his head, new blood covered it again.
Aku Ryun wiped the blood off his shoulder and took off again.
He hadnât even descended very far yet, but his legs were already hurting.
He had spent so much energy using the Sword Breaking Art that he didnât even have the strength to walk.
To make matters worse, the unconscious child gradually became heavier.
Blood trickled down from Aku Ryunâs lips as he tried to keep the child from slipping.
Aku Ryun bit down his lips, digging in further with his teeth.
Rather than fainting and dropping her, he thought it was better to lose some of his lip flesh instead.
But suddenly, his back became lighter.
Someone had taken the child from him.
âNo! If you hurt Young Miss, Iâll kill you!â
A big hand patted Aku Ryunâs head, who was struggling fiercely.
Aku Ryun closed his eyes and wiped away the blood.
When he looked up, he saw a man standing tall like a mountain holding the child with one arm.
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Aku Ryun fell on his knees.