The lancer didn't have an incredibly high defense like other, neither could he take the form of the Black Tortoise, which is famous for its unbreakable body, so it didn't come at a surprise when he was blasted far, far away, leaving only a trail of blood in his way.

He was sent flying so fast that Arthur could not follow him with his eyes, nevertheless, the result was positive, as he expected from a blow from the orange rabbit. Even with the Holy Attribute, the man focused purely on the offensive and was not fast enough to evade or block a supersonic blow hence his miserable and fully deserved demise.

His body became a bloody rag as it rolled on the ground dozens of times before stopping near the feet of a black-haired woman, who snorted and crushed his head as if it was nothing. He couldn't even groan from the pain or beg for mercy and ended up dying like a dog.

After confirming that the man was directly hit, Arthur paid him no attention and left the area, without forgetting to return to the White Tiger form, of course, as it is more practical in this crowded terrain.

Meanwhile, just when the lancer perished, things became a bit chaotic outside of the tower, which was no longer empty and, instead, was filled with several rows of Holy Knights, priests, Bishops, and Cardinals.

"Edd died."

A middle-aged woman wearing a clean set of white armor reported the death of her comrade to a calm young man standing in front of her. He was admiring the shining Red Tower, unaware of the unwelcome gazes he was getting from nearby cultivators.

Many people waited in the vicinities of the tower, hoping that their clan or sect member succeeds in obtaining good rewards. However, their number paled in comparison to the staggering army stationed all around the massive tower. The pope ordered for the army to seize Arthur MoonStar alive and bring him to the Holy Cathedral situated in their HQ but this righteous looking youngster who was in charge of this operation had no interest in capturing the parasite.

Yes, he was definitely curious about this rising enigma who caught the interest of many powers but he found it ludicrous to try and capture him alive and bring him back. Such an infamous individual is bound to have powerful allies just like he has terrifying enemies and repeatedly provoking him will only bring a disaster upon the Holy Dominion.

On the outside, the young man didn't object the Pope's direct order but his real opinion on the matter has yet to be voiced and, as a matter of fact, it'll for sure anger the leader of the dominion and make him regret sending this young man named Seraph, titled 'The Light General'.

While the few individuals with a rank lower than Seraph were nervous about the lancer's death, a funnily-clothed man walked up from afar, unperturbed by the suffocating Holy energy lingering in the air. He wore an over-sized hat that had multi-colored feathers like a peacock, purple pants that looked like sacks and a flute on his right hand.

"Sup." The troubadour raised his hand in greeting whilst smiling at Seraph, who remained expressionless. Unlike the Light General, many didn't know of Aneirin and found his casual behavior rather impudent, which led to one of the higher-ranked Holy Knights to step up to the bard. Sadly, before he could finish the second step, the woman behind Seraph blocked him with his hand and signaled him to return to his position.

"But Com-"

Before he could finish, she snapped out him by saying: "Go back to your position and wait for further instructions."

The cause of this problem was chuckling while witnessing the comical interaction. He sized up Seraph from head to toe then said:

"My my, aren't you a handsome dude."

In response, Seraph frowned and retorted:

"Bard, what is it that you want?"

Usually, the youngster was a calm person but, unfortunately, he didn't have a sense of humor and disliked people who seek attention.

Aneirin pointed at himself, confused about the question.

"Me? I don't remember asking for anything. Anyway…" He whistled as he glanced at the large army behind Seraph before continuing: "These are some fancy armors. The Dominion really has fat pockets."

The woman, a commander under Seraph creased her brows and angrily said:

"It is not a place for you to wander around."

Hearing this, the poet laughed and walked toward the woman, stopping inches away from her.

"So… what are you going to do about it? Are you going to hit me?"

He leaned his face closer and motioned for her to hit it.

"Come on, do it! I dare you! I double dare you to touch me!"

In the end, the woman remained motionless but her face was flushed from embarrassment and rage. She was gutting for him, especially what he just did but she couldn't bring herself to do anything.

"Tsk! No balls. Even with such a big army, you're still all bark but no bite. Though, at least you're wise."

He removed some dust that accumulated on the commander's shoulder guards before retreating and shifting his attention to Seraph, who kept his cool and expressionless.

"I presume all of this is for my friend Arthur? Woaah, it really is a big surprise party. I expected no less from you guys…'always' one step ahead."

*****

"What are you doing here?"

A very handsome man with long blond hair and wearing a white and golden armor flinched upon hearing the familiar voice come from behind. He turned around only to see a crow stare back at him, making him sweat and open his mouth a few times, trying to speak but the sudden shock rendered him momentarily mute.

"Since when has it been your hobby to watch mortals?"

The crow spoke again, this time with a more aggressive tone.

It was at that time that Sedos remembered Timos' warning but then again, it's too soon for the Watcher to appear.

"Y-you see… I, I'm just looking around."

"Kid, don't try that trickery with me. I know everything about you and it's very clear for me what you're doing. Stop it while I'm still being civil."

Feeling desperate, Sedos got on his knees and bowed his head while pleading:

"Bilgart, p-plea.."

Before he could finish, a darkness enveloped him and made him cry before disappearing into a very distant place. The only thing left was the Crow, which stared at the massive red tower for a while before disappearing too as if nothing had happened.