Wizard: I can predict the future

Without the slightest hesitation, Nord instantly gathered all the energy in his body into his chest, desperately protecting the outside of his heart.

Deng!

A sound like metal striking a boulder rang out.

The moment the dagger pierced his chest, Nord felt an immense force pressing down on him; the cold metal pressed tightly against his skin, causing his heart to pound violently.

In the end, the dagger only managed to cut through the skin with difficulty, drawing out a thin line of bright red blood, before it could go any further.

Hawke's previously fierce expression instantly changed.

For the first time, disbelief and horror appeared in his eyes.

Nord's eyes were icy cold. He didn't give the other party a chance to make another move. His left hand shot out like an iron clamp, grabbed Hawke's wrist holding the dagger, and twisted it suddenly!

click!

Hawke twisted his wrist, loosened his grip, and the dagger fell to the ground with a "crack".

Only then did Nord have time to carefully examine the other party.

This was a short man, no more than 1.5 meters tall, with a cold and sinister aura, like a venomous snake.

Hawke, enduring the excruciating pain in his wrist, stared at the unharmed Nord before him, his face contorted with unconcealed horror, and cried out in a trembling voice:

"Legendary Knight!"

Nord remained indifferent, uttering not a single word, and kicked Hawke hard in the chest with all his might.

boom!

The kick landed squarely on Hawke's chest.

Hawke was struck head-on by a battering ram, his chest caved in instantly, and his body flew backward, crashing heavily against the mountain wall.

With a loud bang, rubble flew everywhere.

Then, his body rolled down the mountainside and crashed heavily to the ground.

Hawke groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, which even contained a few pieces of dark red flesh.

Nord stood with his sword drawn, looking at Hawke, who was not yet completely dead, and felt a sense of surprise and lingering fear.

What's frightening is that if he hadn't been a legendary knight with the protection of qi, that dagger would have pierced his heart directly.

To his surprise, his opponent was still alive despite his full-force attack.

What surprised him even more was that he had clearly sensed the situation inside the cave with his breath beforehand and confirmed that there were only two breaths.

But Hawke seemed to appear out of nowhere.

The breathing technique this guy practices is probably not simple.

"Never underestimate anyone!" Nord thought to himself.

Nord looked at Hawke, who was still struggling to get up, and gently turned the ring on his right finger while whispering something.

A sea of ​​fire rose beneath Hawke, instantly engulfing him.

It was the magical flames that accompanied the Flame Ring.

Nord had tried to cast this spell before, but it always required aiming the ring at a certain spot.

This time, however, when the incantation was recited, the mental energy automatically connected with the ring, allowing the ring to specify its position and size.

Most importantly, at the moment the spell was cast, his mental energy also sensed the surrounding red light spots converging towards the point of release.

"It seems that the red color is related to flames."

Nord secretly speculated in his mind.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Simon had initially thought that the leader's strike had succeeded, and a smile of relief had even appeared on his face.

But the situation reversed the next moment.

The other party was not only unharmed, but also kicked the leader so hard that his life was unknown.

Especially after hearing Hawke call him a "legendary knight," Simon felt a jolt in his mind, and the last bit of resistance he had left vanished.

Legendary knight.

This is the strongest force on the Leman Continent. They only provoked the other side's offspring, and now they can only hide like rats in the shadows.

Now they are facing a legendary knight, and a legendary knight who is so young.

He recognized the other person; they were among the group that had moved into Kecourt Manor. Their last resort was even what Evan had described as a wizard.

Thinking that he had actually wanted to ambush such a person, Simon's legs went weak, and the greatsword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down without hesitation, his forehead almost touching the ground, his voice trembling.

"Sir, have mercy!"

"I surrender! I will submit to you completely from this day forward!"

"I beg you, sir, spare my life!"

Nord walked toward Evan and handed him the longsword.

"The other person's life is in your hands; whether they live or die is up to you."

Evan paused for a moment, then subconsciously took the longsword and looked at Simon beside him, his grip on the sword tightening slightly.

Nord didn't look at him again, but walked to the cave entrance and reached out to pull the spear stuck in the stone wall.

He glanced down at the spear in his hand and shook his head slightly.

Although the spear and the sword in his hand were among the best in the Leman Continent in terms of craftsmanship and materials, they still seemed a bit too light and not tough enough for him now.

If it weren't for the fact that killing enemies with a weapon is much faster than fighting bare-handed, he wouldn't bother bringing it along.

The cave fell silent for a moment.

Only Evan's heavy, suppressed breathing remained.

After a long while, Nord slowly turned around.

What came into view was Simon, leaning on his longsword, and on the other side, Simon with his head down, as if he had already resigned himself to his fate.

He glanced at the two of them and sighed softly.

He then turned around and walked out of the cave.

"Let's go."

Upon hearing this, Evan quickly grabbed his sword and followed.

Simon breathed a sigh of relief. His body, which had been extremely tense, relaxed instantly. He struggled to get up and forced a fawning smile on his face, as if he had survived a disaster.

"Thank you for sparing my life, sir!"

"Thank you, Lord Xie..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Nord, who had already taken several steps ahead, suddenly trembled in his hand.

hum!

The gun rattled, and a cold glint flashed in its eyes.

Nord, who had his back to him, flipped his wrist and the spearhead suddenly reversed at an incredible angle. Without even turning his head, he used his waist and arms to thrust the spear out with a backhand!

The shot was swift as lightning, without the slightest warning or hesitation.

Before Simon's smile could even fade, his pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

puff!

The sharp spear tip pierced his throat in an instant, and with undiminished force, it pulled his entire body back half a step, finally pinning him firmly to the mountain wall.

Fresh blood slowly flowed down the gun barrel.

Simon gripped the gun tightly with both hands, his mouth emitting a hissing sound as air leaked out, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.

After struggling for a few moments, his hands fell limply to his sides, his head slowly tilted to the side, and he fell completely silent.

Nord casually pulled the spear out of the corpse's throat.

He turned his head to look at Evan, who was standing behind him in a daze.

"This is called a counterattack."

"It's also to teach you a lesson."

"Some people kneel down not because they truly submit, but simply because they want to live. If you become weak, they might even turn around and bite you back."

Evan stood there, stunned, staring at the body that had been shot in the throat and was slowly collapsing. He felt a chill run down his spine.

When Simon knelt down and begged for mercy just now, he even had a moment of hesitation.

After all, the other party chose to submit. In Evan's understanding over the past ten years, such a person was no longer a threat, and could even become an asset.

But now, Nord tells him that things are different.

Evan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but speak in a low voice:

"He...didn't he already surrender?"

"surrender?"

"He's just afraid of dying."

Evan watched Nord slowly walk away, lost in thought.

Even within the court of the White Moon Kingdom, there are struggles and schemes.

But most of those conspiracies are hidden beneath banquets, etiquette, and smiles.

But all of that is because of the need for dignity and rules.