This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

The arrow pierced Jared's right flank so he could be sucked in.

Severe pain strikes and makes my abdomen hot so I can burn it.

Jared, who has been shot through his shoulders, legs, and abdomen, is bleeding less but can't help but move.

It's not a fatal injury, but we need early treatment. Above all, if you stay like this - you lose.

If I fall, the Oliviers will be killed.

Jared finally here deplored that it was sweet that he was thinking of capturing Pfile rather than knocking him down.

He was a formidable enemy. He was no less powerful than a sorcerer, even without the use of sorcery. Jared was ashamed of the arrogance he thought was okay because he wasn't a magician before he knew it.

But it's too late no matter how much I regret it now.

A pfile with a new arrow approaches from the flames.

"Are you still alive? You seem to be working out a lot for the magician's ass. I was a little insulted."

When Pfile untied the arrangement without releasing the arrow, he stood beside Jared and pulled out the arrow that stabbed him in the abdomen vigorously.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Heavy pain strikes again and blood flows.

Subsequently, arrows are also pulled out of the shoulders and feet, causing more severe pain and bloodshed.

"An arrow can definitely be stopped if it hits a steep point, but it can't kill an enemy because it bleeds less unless you pull the arrow this way when it hits something other than a steep point"

In the sight of Jared, whose consciousness is sumptuous due to pain and sudden bleeding, Pfile takes the knife from his belt and sets it up.

"A knife is easier if you're going to kill your enemies. Just like hunting, shooting through with arrows and getting stuck."

Jared reflexively grabbed each wrist of the pfile with a white blade that was shaken without hesitation.

"I'm honestly surprised you still had that power"

Pfile, viewed from close range, was no less injured than Jared. The garments are burned with flames and many of the skin peeking is burned. It was brilliant to destroy the Obsidian spear with explosives, but he was lacerated and bleeding everywhere he had been exposed to fragments of the crushed spear at close range.

There doesn't seem to be much force in it either to grip the knife approaching under your eyes. I guess the wear and tear is to the same extent because even Jared, who is also injured, can be suppressed.

However, Jared is more burdensome because he is being ridden by each body. I don't know how long I'll be able to hold each pufile down.

Even if you want to use witchcraft, you can't afford to be pointing your consciousness elsewhere.

I thought only time would pass for mischief as it was then,

"What are you doing!?

Olivier in sleeping clothes jumped out of the mansion.

"Don't come!

"Jared!? How could you..."

"Just stay away from me!

It was Olivier who noticed Jared being ambushed, but stops his legs as he was told.

You may have noticed she was fighting with an earlier explosion sound, but I don't understand why she showed up on this scene. But I don't have time to think about Jared right now.

"We're lucky the target showed up, although the priorities are low. Your opponent will do it later."

"Huh, no kidding! That's what they say, and yes, you can't make them like it!

Jared, grabbing an arrow that was falling to the ground, protrudes to the flank of a pfile full of gaps because of his knife standing.

"- Gu."

It was a pufile with a short groan, but still doesn't loosen the power to point the knife at Jared.

"I am an assassin. Pain never slows the movement down! I'll kill you, Jared Murphy!

The antagonism of the force breaks down and the knife approaches Jared one by one. The tip of the knife touched my throat. If you loosen your resistance even slightly, it's death waiting for you.

Fear of imminent death is not surprising. My heart may be paralyzed because I've been dying so many times before. But given the inability to protect the Oliviers, a trembling fear springs up.

"It's over, mage - there is!?

It was a pfile with more force to stab the stomach, but his body rolled off Jared's top and off the ground.

"Wow, I won't let you kill my fiancée"

Olivier pushed him from the side.

Neither Jared nor Pfile could notice Olivier, who was approaching at some point, just concentrated on his immediate opponent.

I was saved because of it.

"Jared...... oh no, the blood is amazing...... how could you be so"

"Olivier, come back inside the mansion, quick"

"No, I can't leave you like this. If you want to go back, come with me."

He was Olivier, who bravely thrust the assassin, but he was upset by touching Jared's body, shaking his body in small pieces with flowing blood in his eyes.

If I could, I would abandon myself and others and overlap my wish words to lock myself in the mansion, but Olivier would not resolutely nod at me.

That's when I heard the wind cut.

Jared moves his hand by concentrating all his consciousness on the wind cut sound.

"Huh?"

Olivier raised a loose voice between them.

"Idiot... you took my arrow, right?

The stunningly stained voice of Pfile continues.

Jared's right hand held the arrow unleashed towards Olivier in front of her.

A concentration of moments saved Olivier from Jared's reflex nerve lifting, arrows released unannounced.

When I fold down the arrow, I glance at the pufile trying to set up the next arrow, surprisingly.

"Pfile - you'll never forgive me"

Leaving it to anger to beat the ground, the ground protruded, as it chained to Jared's emotions. What emerged from the ground were countless earth spears.

The earth spear strikes toward Pfile like a wave.

It was a big jump to the side in an attempt to deflect it, but the bow was destroyed, and the tip of the earthspear captures the left arm, the left foot, and the flank on which it was erected. At the moment of taking a direct hit, although he avoided a fatal injury by twisting himself, Pfile's body is swept away by a dirt spear and bleeds heavily.

"I still have this power..."

Pfile stares abominably at Jared while holding down the wound, but with an even stronger glance, spreading one hand to shelter Olivier.

"I won't even let this guy get a slight scratch"

"... Jared"

"I won't even allow you to touch it. If you touch even one finger, it's not just you, I'll tear you apart all the humans involved in Vault Toyfer!

It was Jared and Pfile who had been staring at me for a while, but Pfile was the one who distracted me first. As he leaps heavily backwards, he stands on the wall surrounding the mansion.

"Let's pull it off today. More than you can imagine, Jared Murphy admitted that it was a threat, and recognized you not as one of the obstacles to eliminating you in order to carry out your mission, but as an enemy that had to be defeated. Tomorrow night, I come back to kill you. Next time, I'll kill you all. In the name of Vault Toyfer."

And at the same time declare, jump further down the wall and run away.

Just say what you want to say.

Feeling the signs drift away at a fast rate, Jared collapses onto the spot relieved that the threat is for now but has left.

"- Jared! Hey, why, hey! You're lying, don't die!

Olivier is desperate to voice and shake Jared's body falling to the ground, but he can't respond to her as one.

Just breathing was hard and I realized my breathing was disturbing.

My body is cold because of the bleeding.

Above all, I wanted to sleep.

Jared couldn't resist the attacking sleeper and let go of consciousness to lose his mind.