"Light? Templar Light?"
I nodded frantically. "Exactly. That was what he called himself."
Tristan looked at Nisha with an incredulous smile.
"How in the world did you guys escape the White Lion?"
She looked at him with slight confusion.
Tristan belatedly explained. "That's what he's popularly known as, especially around the church."
She sighed. "Well, it was all his summon's work. Honestly, I never would have matched him, but she fought him and his wyvern like it was child's play… if we were on an even field and didn't have to protect anyone, it was only a matter of time before she destroyed the two of them and made them run. In fact, I think a large part of why he couldn't chase us further was the damage he'd received from the fight."
Tristan, still folding his arms, sighed and laughed.
"Of course, of course! The Blood Conqueror!!"
Nisha's eyes widened. She glanced between Tristan and Levi, who was also nodding with his eyes closed. Then looked back at Tristan.
