Night,
"Who's there?"
The Black Armored Knight was suddenly startled, suddenly hearing that sentence left him shocked.
He threw the corpse of Aio and the barely alive Belial aside, drawing his weapon and vigilantly surveying the surroundings.
He hadn't sensed any presence, so how could someone approach him so closely?
It was at this moment that the Black Armored Knight noticed Belial, whom he had tossed aside, suspended in mid-air.
A figure in a gray robe appeared there, holding Belial in their arms.
Belial, at this moment, had bruises on his neck and was nearly unconscious, murmuring as if praying for something.
Lis glanced at Belial in his arms and said with a smile:
"Alright, I've heard your prayers."
He gently placed Belial on the ground beside him, then looked at the Black Armored Knight in front of him, smiling as he said:
"Are you from the Hunting Temple?"
"Who are you?"
The Black Armored Knight said little, but watched Lis with extreme caution.
