The Useless 8th Prince
The Other Side Theodore
On the city's vast battlefield.
In the vast area where the knights did not dare to approach, two figures appeared to be facing each other. Both of them were wearing exquisite armor typical of the Silver Fang Royal Family.
“ANDREW!!!’
“CHARLES!!!”
Klang's!
The sound of metal clanking was heard. Not only that, the shock wave due to the breakthrough of the two to destroy the surrounding area. No knight would dare to get close to that person.
Charles and Andrew. The King of the Silver Fang Kingdom and his brother. They both use the great sword. The sound of metal clanking came from time to time. None of them backed off. In fact, their physical strength was the same.
Charles was a little superior. But because it has not been healed long from the wound, its ability slightly decreased. This resulted in Andrew even having more advantages.
“Why are you doing this, Andrew!” charles exclaimed with anger.
“It's all your fault, Charles!”
The two swords crossed. Their faces are close to each other. Staring at each other was filled with hatred.
“The old man loves you more and supports you! That stupid sister also chose to support you! Everyone has chosen you!
Though ... I'm the First Prince! I should have inherited the King's position! I ... BETTER THAN YOU!”
Bang out!
The sound of an explosion was then seen the figure of Charles who bounced back and then rolled on the ground. When he got up, the man looked at his brother with an expression of disbelief.
“Since when did you break level 6, Andrew!”
“Is that surprising? It's been a long time! It's just, I can't catch up with you to level 6 (medium) right away. So I ended up keeping it a secret.” Andrew grinned. “But to face you now. This level is more than enough!”
The figures of Charles and Andrew suddenly grew taller. Their bodies began to fill with fur and their heads turned into wolf-like ones. Unlike Harry who had to tear his clothes off before. At the time of battle, the Silver Fang Kingdom had a special armor that could adjust the body.
The armor itself was not specific to the nobles, even the knights also had armors with such an effect. Of course, such armor also had its own tiers.
Two humanoid wolves with a silver mane. More precisely, the two Lycan with silver manes looked at each other. Gripping tightly onto the swords in their hands, the two figures instantly shot forward.
“ANDREW!”
“CHARLES!”
BLAR!!
When the two collided, a violent explosion that destroyed the surrounding area with a greater impact occurred.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.
“These hateful people!”
A knight exclaimed with an angry expression. He was angry from feeling helpless when facing some people from the Curses of Shadow. His breathing started to get irregular when he was cornered.
Recalling the figure of his wife and daughter, he gritted his teeth. He looks angry, but can only leave.
I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise, everyone.
The knight closed his eyes. Prepare to face death. The sound of a sharp object tearing through the flesh rang out, but strangely .. he felt no pain. When the knight opened his eyes, he looked surprised.
Some of the people who attacked him earlier had fallen to the ground covered in blood. Most of them have deep wounds on their necks. Even worse, some people were immediately beheaded.
Not far from there, there was a knight with all-black armor. But there were a lot of blood stains on his armor. What makes it look more unique is .. The knight's figure is quite short compared to the others!
“A-Who are you, Mister?” ask the knight.
Looking back, the face of a handsome teenager left the knight in a daze. The teenager smiled lightly while reminding.
“My name is Theodore. If you feel tired, retreat for a while to rest before returning against the enemy. In this battle ... we must win!”
“For the glory of the Silver Fang Kingdom!”
“...”
Not returning the greeting, Theodore smiled lightly before nodding then leaving.
Seeing the figure that went to help the other knights, that person let out a long sigh. He felt admiration in his heart.
Which noble? Really have such a powerful young generation!
Theodore continued to move on the battlefield. His expression was so cold as to ruthlessly slash his opponent. Rather than rushing directly against many people, the teenager was actually more focused towards support.
Supporting some overwhelmed knights, Theodore unknowingly began to be widely known. People were amazed by his appearance.
“Who is the knight? Why does it look so young?”
“Does anyone know which young master of the Noble Family?”
“Level 4 (early) at such a young age?I'm afraid even the princes aren't that good!”
“...”
Many good comments directed to Theo. But the teenager did not notice it. He is more focused on fighting and helping the needy. Like the message delivered by the Master and his stepfather, Theo is now trying to use the battlefield to hone his abilities.
Indeed, Theo was already very good at his training. It's just that, practice without practice is arguably less useful. After all, an enemy couldn't be like a mere practice puppet when beaten.
Just as Theo was about to help one of the knights, he suddenly felt a threat. The ramaja immediately tried to dodge, but it was a little late.
A BANG!
Theo bounced back a few meters. Even so, he did not roll on the ground at all. The teenager resisted the attack earlier with a sword that he placed horizontally in front of his chest. Theo's eyes flashed coldly as he looked at the enemy who had just arrived.
Level 4 (early) .. is really the right opponent.
“Wow! You're really capable of withstanding that attack, son! That's delicious! Really talented!” The figure licked his lips with an insane expression. “I really like killing talented people like you!”
KLANG!
The two figures instantly shot forward and swung at each other with swords. Sensing Theo's balancing power, the figure of the members of the Curses of Shadow laughed instead.
“HAHAHAHA! What a marvel!”
Looking at the face of the madman, Theodore involuntarily frowned. He's feeling a little depressed.
Like a leader, like a subordinate. Maybe that's a pretty precise phrase. The madman was actually one of Vesperr's subordinates. After his master disappeared in a certain mission, he was finally transferred to another part.
KLANG!
After another collision, the two retreated simultaneously.
“HAHAHAHA! Come ... Come entertain me again!”
Hearing the cry of the madman, Theo shook his head lightly. He then looked at his opponent with a cold gaze. His body started to get taller and bigger. A black mane with a bluish luster appeared on his body.
Not like the first version. In addition to the darker mane color, Theo really looks very calm. Black lightning danced at the sword eyes he was holding.
“LUNARY ORDINARY!!! LET'S GO WE-”
Not yet able to finish his words, he saw Theo disappear from his place. In the next second, he felt his gaze rotate. That person actually saw his own body. But ... the body is without a head.
Theo appeared behind the body that finally fell and exhaled his last breath. The teenager then returned to his initial form. Either because he had Ciel's blood in his body, or had followed the Prince for quite some time.
Looking at his dead opponent, Theo opened his mouth.
“WEAK.”
>> Connect.
