It's so hard being a hero!

As he ran, he glanced back and saw Sophia hot on his heels, which made the fat on his face twitch.

"court death!"

He suddenly stopped and swung the stick back.

Sofia was prepared and suddenly ducked, the spiked club grazing her head, the force of the blow sending shivers down her spine.

She rolled away, brushing past the scarred man's legs, and casually slashed his calf with her silver longsword.

The scarred man groaned in pain again, staggered and fell to one knee, but quickly got up and continued running like a madman.

Sophia caught up and struck him again with her sword, aiming straight for his back.

The scarred man dodged awkwardly to the side, the sword tip tearing through his clothes and revealing a section of dark blue skin.

That's not the skin color of an ordinary person.

That's the color that comes from wearing heavy armor for a long time.

Now Sofia was even more certain.

This guy is definitely a soldier, and the kind of regular soldier who wears armor and trains all year round.

The scarred man stumbled out of the alley and came to an open space on the outskirts of the town.

He glanced back; Sophia was still chasing after him, and getting closer and closer.

"Oh shit."

He cursed and gritted his teeth as he sped up.

But at that moment, a dark red figure suddenly descended from the sky and blocked his way.

It was a long sword, dark red in color, with its tip touching the ground and flames burning on its blade.

The scarred man slammed on the brakes in fright, nearly falling flat on his face.

Samira stood in front of him, her deep red eyes staring coldly at him.

"Still trying to run?"

The scarred man's face turned pale instantly.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he saw Samira's eyes, he swallowed the words back down.

Sophia caught up from behind and stopped behind the scarred man, reminding him, "Captain Samira, this guy is no ordinary bandit."

Samira glanced at her.

"I know."

Sophia was taken aback.

"Only someone with a silver-level skill level would believe that a bandit would come here. Only a lunatic would believe that."

Samira's tone was calm.

"Moreover, the fighting style of these mountain bandits is clearly trained in the military."

The scarred man's face completely fell apart.

He knew he couldn't escape today.

With Samira in front and Sofia behind, both are powerful figures he can't afford to offend.

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

He finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble."

Samira raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What's the trouble?"

The scarred man gritted his teeth, his face showing a conflicted expression.

But in the end, he chickened out and shut his mouth.

Because he knew that some words, once spoken, would only hasten his demise.

"Not going to talk?"

Samira nodded.

"Then never say it again."

She raised her longsword, the tip pointing directly at the scarred man's throat.

Chapter 59 The Rules of the Empire

As soon as Samira finished speaking, the dark red greatsword in her hand exploded with a "boom," bursting into flames that distorted the surrounding air.

The powerful energy fluctuations turned the scarred man's face pale instantly.

He himself was a Silver-level expert, so he could naturally sense that the woman in front of him, wearing dark red armor, was far stronger than him.

"I'll ask you one last time, who sent you?" Samira asked coldly.

The scarred man gritted his teeth.

He glanced at Samira, then looked back at Sofia standing behind him.

He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place, but he still showed no intention of speaking.

"It seems they won't shed tears until they see the coffin."

Samira was too lazy to waste words with him.

With a sudden burst of speed, she shot towards the scarred man's face like a fireball.

The scarred man's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Knowing he couldn't escape, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

He swung his spiked club, his body erupting with earth-yellow fighting spirit, and smashed it at Samira with all his might.

He used all his strength in that kick.

But Samira didn't even bother to dodge.

She gripped the sword with both hands, and the fiery battle aura on the sword surged violently at that moment.

The flames instantly turned into dazzling golden light, like a small sun burning in her hand.

"Sunset Slash of the Heavenly Sun".

Samira murmured the name of the sword.

Then he swept his sword across the room.

Golden sword energy erupted from the sword, transforming into a crescent-shaped arc of light that met the scarred man's spiked club.

Boom!

The two forces collided, producing a deafening roar that made people's ears ring.

The ground was cracked in several places, and gravel and dust flew everywhere.

But the standoff lasted less than three seconds before the scarred man was blasted away, stick and all.

His body, like a tattered sack, arced through the air, flying dozens of meters before crashing heavily into the ruins on the edge of town.

Then, with a loud crash, bricks and rubble buried him completely.

Sofia stood there, looking at the pile of ruins in the distance, and smiled.

"As expected, he is Vic's student."

This move is Vic's original technique.

Seeing that the other party had stopped moving, Samira slowly put her sword back.

"Let's go take a look."

Samira walked toward the ruins, sword in hand.

Sophia followed behind her.

The two walked to the ruins, where faint groans could be heard from the rubble.

Samira raised her left hand, and blue magic surged from her palm, blowing away the layers of bricks and rubble.

Before long, the scarred man was revealed.

He was covered in dust and dirt, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his right arm was twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly broken.

But he's still alive.

"Alright, forget about this guy and go check on the other things."

Sofia nodded and followed Samira toward the town center.

Along the way, there were signs of a fight everywhere.

Burned-down houses, dead bodies, and bloodstains everywhere on the ground.

Several knights from the Blood Rose Knights were clearing the battlefield, digging the wounded townspeople out of the rubble.

"Commander."

Bart walked over carrying the huge tower shield, a few drops of blood splattered on his face.

"Most of the bandits have been wiped out; some escaped, but we captured a few dozen alive."

"There's no need to chase those who have run away."

Samira waved her hand.

"Put out the fire in the town first; saving lives is the priority."

"Yes."

Bart responded and turned to make the arrangements.

Samira and Sofia arrived in the town center.

This area has been temporarily cleared out and used as a place to house the wounded.