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As soon as Cecilia finished speaking, a violent surge of battle aura suddenly erupted from the distant camp.

Ron looked back and saw that the milky white shield around Liulichuan was flashing violently, with cracks spreading like a spider web. Several pursuers were attacking her fiercely, and the scroll was almost empty.

Ron glanced at the battlefield.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties, with only four or five people remaining on Liulichuan's side, still breathing.

The captain of the guard was already a bloody mess, and with the burst of his secret technique over, he was now teetering on the brink of collapse.

When the shield shattered, the old butler lunged forward to try and block it, but was kicked away and lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining guards also fell one after another, and Liulichuan was forced to the side of the carriage by the two pursuers, with nowhere to retreat.

Cecilia saw it all clearly, and tears streamed down her face. She covered her mouth tightly, afraid to make a sound.

Ron then turned his head and glanced at her.

"Remember our promise."

He stood up and waved his hand.

Laun, Hart, and their knights and squires rose at the same time, their hoods still on, only their eyes showing.

"Walk."

Twelve figures emerged from the darkness like ghosts, rushing straight to the battlefield.

Just as the leader of the pursuers raised his sword to kill the captain of the guard, he suddenly heard a strange sound behind him.

He turned around abruptly and saw a dark figure already in front of him, a sword flashing down like a bolt of lightning.

He instinctively raised his sword to parry, but with a loud clang, his hand went numb, and he was forced back three steps.

"Who goes there!"

No one answered. The dark figure gave him no chance to breathe, the sword light flashing endlessly, each move deadly.

Meanwhile, Laun and Hart were simultaneously entangled with another high-ranking pursuer. That person was not weak, but fighting two against one, he was already struggling to hold his own after a few moves.

Other knights and squires also rushed into the battlefield, engaging in a chaotic melee with the pursuing low- to mid-ranking soldiers.

Ron's sword strikes were faster and more powerful than the last, his fighting spirit surging wildly within his body, revealing his high-level strength without reservation.

The leader of the pursuers was already injured and was overwhelmed by his relentless attacks.

"Who are you?! We are under the command of Marquis Stag of the Gray Tin Kingdom!" He was both shocked and furious.

Ron remained silent, but his sword moved even faster.

After several dozen moves, the leader of the pursuers could no longer withstand Ron's strength. His arms went numb from the pressure, which affected his performance. Ron seized the opportunity and stabbed him with his sword.

Seriously injured.

The man had already been fighting for some time, and now he was seriously injured, which was like adding insult to injury.

Ron gave him no chance to catch his breath, and after dozens more moves, he delivered the final blow to the throat.

The man's eyes widened, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he only spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ron drew his sword, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

On the other side, Laun and Hart also gained the upper hand.

Two high-level opponents plus one crippled opponent ganging up on one opponent is a huge advantage.

The high-ranking pursuer fought back desperately, injuring Hart's arm, but he was also struck by Lauen's sword, which noticeably slowed his movements.

Liulichuan leaned against the carriage, her face as pale as paper, her spiritual energy nearly depleted. But she didn't collapse; instead, she struggled to her feet, her hands trembling as she began to form hand seals again.

The pale blue light condensed again, faint but undeniably present.

She stared at the high-ranking pursuer who was still putting up a fight, gritted her teeth, and poured the last bit of magic into her light blade.

The blade of light flew out, heading straight for the man's back.

The man was focused on dealing with Laun and Hart, and had no time to worry about what was behind him. The light blade pierced through, and he froze, his movements halting for a moment.

In that instant, Raun severed his head with a single sword stroke.

The battle is over.

The camp was in complete disarray, with corpses strewn everywhere. Of the more than twenty pursuers, only a few remained. Seeing that their leader was dead, they scattered and fled.

Ron's knights gave chase for a while, killing a few, but it was too dark and some escaped.

Ron sheathed his sword and glanced at the battlefield.

Laun helped Hart over. Hart had a wound on his arm, but it wasn't deep, and the bleeding had stopped.

"It's alright," Hart grinned.

"Just a minor scrape."

Ron nodded and walked up to Liulichuan.

She leaned against the carriage, supporting her weight, panting heavily. Her eyes were fixed on Ron, filled with wariness, scrutiny, and a hint of...confusion?

Ron didn't say anything, he just looked down at her.

Liu Lichuan spoke first: "Who are you?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, but still very pleasant to listen to.

Ron did not answer.

Liulichuan's gaze swept over Laun and Hart behind him, then over the knights who were bandaging their wounds, and finally landed on Ron's hooded head.

"Where is Cecilia?" she asked.

Ron tilted his head to the side.

Anna led Cecilia out of the darkness. As soon as Cecilia saw her sister, she struggled to get down and stumbled over to Rurikawa, throwing herself into his arms.

"Sister! Sister, are you alright? I'm so scared..."

Liu Lichuan looked down at her, his eyes softening for a moment, and reached out to pat her head.

But he quickly looked up and stared at Ron.

"Thank you for saving us. I will give you all my valuables as a reward, and I will also send you a generous gift after we reach our destination."

Ron's face darkened: "Damn it, shouldn't the normal procedure be to offer yourself in return? This guy doesn't even want me."

Ron finally spoke, his voice playful: "It's just a deal."

Liulichuan remained silent for a while.

"We can give you everything we have."

Ron didn't rush to answer, but instead squatted down to look her in the eye.

"Your sister just promised me something."

Liulichuan frowned and looked at Cecilia.

Cecilia shrank back and whispered:

"Sister, this...this is brother-in-law..."

Liulichuan: "..."

She took a deep breath, then another, and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.

Ron walked up to her:

"It's an agreement I made with your sister," he said.

Do you admit it?

Liu Lichuan looked at him with icy eyes.

"You took advantage of someone's vulnerability."

Ron quipped, "Yes! That's one of my many talents."

Liulichuan remained silent for a while. She understood her and her sister's situation very well; she had no right to bargain.

Rather than passively submitting and provoking the man before her to anger, she'd rather lie down and enjoy it. She still has a younger sister to take care of; even if she suffers humiliation, she must survive.

"I accept," Liulichuan said, bearing the humiliation with a heavy heart.

Ron nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, those who know when to yield are the wise ones.

"Tell me who you are first," Ron asked.

"What's your name? Where are you from? Where are you going? Who's chasing you?"

Liulichuan stared at him for a long time before finally speaking.

"Liuli River Moonlight Rose, daughter of the Marquis of Moonlight Rose. From the Duchy of White Lead, she is a court viscount. She went to the Duchy of Black Iron to stay with her uncle. The people who pursued me are from the Kingdom of Gray Tin."

Ron nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

"The Marquis's daughter..." he muttered, then suddenly laughed.

"We've hit the jackpot!"

He stood up: "You just pulled out so many scrolls out of thin air, you must have some kind of spatial equipment, right? Hand it over first."

Liulichuan had no choice but to hand over a bracelet.

After Liulichuan taught him how to use it, Ron played with it endlessly. It had about twenty cubic meters of space, and about half of it was filled with things.

Ron glanced at it briefly and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

The seriously injured captain of the guard did not survive, leaving only Liulichuan, her sister Cecilia, and the female guard Anna among Liulichuan's group.

Actually, the guard captain Ron could have been saved, but he didn't want to.

The battlefield has now been cleared, ensuring there is no risk of exposure.

Ron used his spatial equipment to collect all the corpses, thinking it would be more convenient in the future.

They then led them away overnight.