
Harol never thought that there was a group of reckless people who dared to attack his residence. Along the way, he had killed several tens of dark-clothed people who had infiltrated secretly.
Harol brought his magic sword to kill these bad guys. The weapon he used named the Estate of Nightmare was a magic sword with a Legacy Class Item category. This sword is quite unique because the blade to the handle is black but when the aura is fed, there will be a crack-like aura flow throughout the blade. In addition, as a magic weapon, there are other effects such as generating critical up to 5 times and can even produce some level 6 magic down the type of lightning and fire elements. This is the pride sword of the House of Fertiphile from age to age. This sword was always used by the heads of the family as a symbol of his prowess.
Who would have thought, that there were many people who managed to enter the mansion. Harol was thinking of further improving the defense going forward.
Not far from the figure Harol was in, an old man walked leisurely towards him.
"What about the others?" ask Harol.
"Madam Countess and Madame Clara have received protection from the knights. None of the two were injured. Meanwhile, the second and third young masters had also come into the fight. They seem to be in control of the situation, Mr. Count."
Alen stood in front of Harol but his report did not just stop there.
"Master Count, I saw a bunch of intruders break through the oldest young master's room."
"Can't he handle it?"
Harol doubts that Alex can't beat these guys. From what he knew through his fight, these people were mostly just ordinary people who could not use aura or mana. If all the reports about Alex were true, there was no way his son would lose.
"Master Count, I see the people who broke through the oldest young master's room numbering 10 people and all of them are aura users."
Alen had been observing all the commotion that had occurred very surprised by the concentration of the swordmen of aura in Alex's room. While Harol only fought with three aura users but this oldest young master was visited by ten aura users. Clearly this was so strange, that he rushed to tell Harol to bring reinforcements. He doubted that even with himself it would be very difficult to save him alone not to mention that in that room there were still Merry and Alpha.
Harol who heard Alen's report became panicked. Even if his son was talented, it was impossible to fight against 10 aura users alone. Harol quickly orders Alen to summon the knights as a rescue force.
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Justin and Rain continued running towards their master's room without delaying the time. Along the way, they had met with intruders many times but it was fortunate that the slightly semi knights had mastered the battle. One by one the intruders were successfully subverted on each floor.
But the chaos caused by this attack is clearly not small. The paintings and various pieces of furniture along the hallway had been damaged.
In addition, it is not that they did not suffer casualties, there were several servants, especially women and some guards who died due to this attack.
When the two men had been near Alex's room, they saw the knights had gone inside. Justin's heart calmed down but he panicked when he heard someone screaming.
"Nobody move! Otherwise, this girl will die!"
Simon captures Merry as a sandara. He did not expect that their infiltration had been revealed so quickly. It was much better for Simon to bring a witch but they were no match for infiltration. Moreover, they did not have any assassins so their infiltration was extremely rude.
He handed the A-25 to his partner. The A-25 is getting worse. Where the boy kept soaring. They should escape immediately and provide A-25 treatment as soon as possible.
Simon and the man who captured the A-25 are protected by his other subordinates. They slowly retreated towards the window while still shouting threateningly.
Harol who was leading the army could only remain silent.
Isn't this good?
Harol felt that if this intruder took the adopted child out of his residence, it wouldn't be very nice. He wanted Merry to never be here.
"Damn it! Release her!"
Unfortunately Harol heard Alex's angry screams.
His son looks terrible. His skin was already very pale like a corpse as his body was full of wounds even fresh blood was still flowing from his stomach.
But this child can still stand even with such conditions?
Alex is suffering from a lack of blood. He did not feel anything but his body was still affected by the bleeding. He used his sword as a stick to help him stand up.
"Young Master!"
Justin runs to Alex's place while still supporting Alex so he doesn't fall. Meanwhile Rain stood in front of them while pointing his sword at the intruders.
Merry was so scared. The sharp tip of the sword was only a few inches away from his neck.
Merry could feel the heat from the aura on the sword.
"Merry ...."
Alex called out his little girl's name weakly. Even her body was now unable to stand firm, so how could she possibly save her son now.
Alex's body is getting shaky, he does not feel dizzy internally but due to the imbalance of his body that is lacking blood, Alex's vision begins to rotate. Slowly his eyes closed and he lost consciousness.
Simon remained calm. He considered holding this noble girl hostage was indeed the right move. He could see that the count and his soldiers did not dare to approach.
Simon gave a signal to his subordinates to immediately break through the window. Since all were aura users, they could flow the aura into the body to reduce the impact of jumping at heights.
Klang's!
A subordinate carrying an A-25 jumped from the window first. The window glass broke into pieces. As an aura user, he couldn't possibly be injured just because of the glass breaking.
Then one by one his other subordinates also went along with Simon. They keep Merry's men behind them and escape into the dark forest.
"DADDANISH!!"
Merry who was brought by Simon came down from the window crying loudly. He kept calling his father in a hoarse voice.
"Alen" whispered Harol.
"Okay, my lord."
Even though Alen was in his old age, he still had sharp hearing and thinking. Although Harol only mentioned his name, he knew what he had to do. Slowly Alen eliminated his existence.
"Damn!"
The soldiers who were in the courtyard chased the fleeing intruders. Unfortunately, their pursuit failed. Although the intruders were not assassins but their black clothes helped camouflage in the dark forest.
"Young Master!"
Justin panicked when he saw his master's body leaning against him. He could see that his master was unconscious.
"Master Count, Young Master is unconscious!"
Justin shouted in panic at Harol. Although he knew some steps in the treatment of minor injuries, unfortunately the injuries Alex experienced exceeded his medical knowledge.
Justin with Rain's help put their master on the floor. Alex's head was still supported by Justin's hand while his body had been lying on the ground. It can be clearly seen severe injuries in the shoulders, arms, and especially in the abdomen. Blood still doesn't stop pouring out soiling Alex's floor and clothes.
"Blooding!"
Harol screamed angrily at the stab wound in his son's stomach. He's never been this emotional before. Feelings of anger and fear haunted his mind. This is the natural instinct of parents when they see their children in a critical state.
"Damn! Damnit damnit! Give potions! Call priest, alchemist, herbalist, or anyone, HURRY!!"
Harol bellowed furiously but unfortunately other than the potion, no medical troops were in the mansion.
"My master please calm down, we should immediately bring the young master to the temple."
One of the knights tried to calm Harol's panic.
"Really! Hurry along! Prepare train! Hurry along!"
Harol gave the instructions in a panic. But fortunately even with a slightly trembling hand, he still remembered to give first aid by dressing his son's wounds with a tear of his son's shirt full of blood.
Alex, who was seriously injured, was rushed to the temple. The wound was so severe, even the potion that the House of Fertiphile had been unable to treat it. On the way, they all prayed that some priest would still be in the temple.