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Ron frowned, immediately realizing this possibility. Unless Wilson Gray was mentally challenged, he would probably send knights to investigate the vicinity of the swamp within the next couple of days.
This helps to determine the general situation on your side.
"This still needs further confirmation."
Shemier wouldn't say anything she wasn't sure about; she needed strong factual evidence to make an accurate judgment.
Perhaps because they might encounter enemies, her expression became more serious.
"Alright, you can continue your investigation."
Ron began to think about the possible scenarios that might occur next.
If the enemy outnumbers you, it's best to avoid direct confrontation for now.
If it's just a small squad of knights, we can take them out first to reduce Wilson Gray's strength.
However, neither he nor the knight could take action; they would have Philia do it, thus creating the illusion of an alien attack.
After all, she was an alien species, and Wilson Gray's investigation at the scene would only yield the information that she was killed by an alien race.
Whether he believes it or not, the facts are there, so he won't doubt himself too much.
Upon hearing this news, Mses' expression turned serious; she was worried that some danger might occur.
Fria took a deep breath, closed her crimson eyes, and began to carefully sense the unusual activity ahead.
With her vision closed, her perception became stronger.
Gradually, she could vaguely make out some information about two kilometers away. As the carriage moved forward, she suddenly realized that four horses were galloping in this direction.
Upon learning of this situation, Fria suddenly opened her eyes;
“Two kilometers ahead, four humans on horseback are heading in this direction.”
"Everyone immediately hide in the bushes."
Ron did not hesitate at all and immediately gave the order.
At his command, the knights spurred their horses and hid in the bushes nearby.
Several carriages were hidden in a more secluded place.
Riding through the forest at a slow pace, we covered a little over two kilometers, and soon we could hear the sound of horses' hooves on the ground ahead.
Ron's eyes narrowed, and he spoke to Fria beside him;
"Since you resent humanity, now is your chance. These four enemies are yours."
To make the fight appear as if no humans were involved, Ron did not intend to have his knights participate.
With her current strength, Fria could easily handle ten or eight Holy Knights.
There are only four holy knights in front of us, so there's even less of a problem.
"You are the one I hate the most."
After giving the man a cold glance, Fria suddenly exerted force with her calves, and her body shot out of the bushes like a cannonball.
Although she complained, she knew that this mission could not afford any mistakes.
Moreover, she didn't have a good impression of knights in armor, because her father was killed by such knights.
He and his companions were also captured by such knights.
It's time to settle old scores and new grievances.
"Damn it, what is that thing?!"
The knight running at the front had a bad feeling when he saw a crimson figure rushing out from ahead.
As he gripped the saddle tightly with his legs, he released the reins and drew his long sword from his waist.
His movements were smooth and fluid; from seeing the enemy to drawing his sword, it took him less than two seconds.
Clearly, this is a seasoned knight.
But Fria was faster, and the ambush point was only about twenty meters away from the enemy. With both sides rushing towards each other, the moment the knight drew his longsword...
Phyllia's crimson figure leaped into the air, her sharp dragon claws piercing straight towards the knight's heart.
stab-
The dark dragon claw first pierced the knight's hard breastplate, then sliced through his flesh and went straight to his heart.
The knight, whose heart had been pierced, looked bewildered, ferocious, and somewhat lost. Blood flowed continuously from his mouth and nose. Before he could even speak, his body fell to one side.
He didn't fall directly to the ground; the saddle restrained his feet, causing him to sway headfirst.
Blood gushed from his heart, slid down his neck, face, and forehead, and finally dripped to the ground through his hair.
The horses were startled and turned back to the way they came, galloping wildly.
The knight, hanging upside down on horseback, wasn't quite dead yet. He felt the world spinning, everything around him in disarray, his vision blurring until only the faint sound of wind and the echo of hooves remained in his head...
"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"
Seeing their teammate pierced through the heart, the knights behind them drew their swords, imbuing them with holy light, and stared solemnly at the sub-dragon with ruby-like scales before them.
"It's a fully grown female sub-dragon. Damn it, why did this thing suddenly appear?"
Immature sub-dragons can be easily dealt with by three to five holy knights.
However, the strength of adult sub-dragons varies greatly. They can be dealt with by three to five weak individuals, but even a dozen or so powerful holy knights may not be able to subdue them.
Judging from the speed and decisiveness of the opponent's attack, this is clearly not a weak adult dragon.
The remaining three knights panicked and huddled together, preparing to fight back.
Tread-tap-
Faced with the charging female dragon, they had no choice but to go all out, gripping their longswords and charging forward fearlessly.
This was unavoidable, because they knew all too well that the dragon race had the nature of wild beasts and were more interested in prey that could escape.
Only by injuring the opponent can one have a chance to survive.
Facing the rapidly slashing longsword, Fria moved like a nimble cheetah, shifting left and right to easily dodge it.
Only now did she realize that the man she had been sparring with every night was not weak at all.
They are at least much stronger than these humans in front of them.
stab-
After dodging two slashes, Fria grabbed the last longsword that was slashing diagonally towards her.
Clang——
The longsword, gleaming with golden light, struck the dark claws, instantly sending sparks flying.
"How can it be..."
Upon seeing this, the knight's pupils widened, and he wore an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Before he could make any further moves, Fria gripped the sword tightly and pulled it sharply toward her.
stab-
The knight had just released his longsword to save his life, but the forward momentum still caused his neck to collide with the stabbing claws.
The soft armor on his neck was pierced instantly, and blood gushed out the moment the dragon claw was pulled out.
His survival instinct made him cover the wound on his neck, but he couldn't stop the gushing blood from gushing out.
He didn't struggle for long before collapsing to the ground.
The other two knights, seeing this, already knew the strength of the adult female dragon in front of them, and coupled with the successive deaths of their teammates, they had lost their will to fight.
He grabbed the reins and ran back.
Even though they know that running away will lead to being caught and killed, it is the prey's instinct to run away when faced with danger.
I can't control it at all.
"Damn it, damn it, why is this thing so strong?"
"There's something strange about this adult sub-dragon."
Wilson Gray had led a team to hunt down several sub-dragons, including one that was already an adult. Compared to that one, the one chasing after them now resembled a crimson demon...
stab-
stab-
As expected, the incredibly powerful Fria caught up with the two fleeing individuals.
They were all cut down from their horses.
Everyone expected Philia's performance, because she had shown amazing combat power when she killed the orcs last time.
However, seeing it again still shocked the knight.
After all, the four people who died now were holy knights just like them, and they were killed so easily.
"not bad."
After Ron emerged from the bushes, he offered a brief compliment to Philia.