Epic Of The Demonic Sage

Kiana’s Sting Sniper projectiles were swift, silent, and deadly and she hadn’t even let out a single word as she activated her Gift, but somehow, Bordeaux was able to sense the danger even with his back turned to her.

The countless years of experience of being a knight, mercenary and the life of being a criminal had honed his instincts far well enough that it was almost as if Bordeaux knew it was coming.

Bordeaux the Mad Blade rolled away from the direction of the Sting Sniper’s projectiles at a speed that would have left many to envy him, but Kiana’s Gift was faster and a number of the projectiles struck against his waist.

“… What?!” Kiana knew that it was an attack that should have put the man in a state of misery, the Sting Sniper was an Epic Rank Gift bestowed to her by Asher, but the attack failed.

Instead, Kiana’s gaze immediately fell onto Bordeaux’s hooded robes that were riddled with holes and were actually torn and ripped effectively, because they revealed the armor underneath it.

‘That’s impossible… his armor was able to block my attack? That’s no ordinary armor then, but something to a high grade Artifact Armor then. How could he have gotten his hands on something like that?’ Kiana was still in a state of shock for a moment, trying to wrap her head around it.

However, that was all that Bordeaux needed as he continued towards Asher without a moment’s hesitation. Bordeaux the Mad Blade really didn’t stop and his eyes were solely on Asher.

“Your head is mine!” Bordeaux laughed.

However, for all the man’s violence and quick aggressive fighting style, the expression on Lucius’s face was nothing more but calm, serious and even distant.

It was enough to make even Bordeaux the Mad Blade falter slightly. As if not understanding why a young lord was not shaking, quivering, and fearing for his life.

Instead, Lucius’s gaze was actually something more akin to someone who was dissecting Bordeaux the Mad Blade with his eyes and completely unbothered at all.

And it was for that very reason that Bordeaux failed to notice that there was another person left who he had yet to engage.

Viscountess Blackshield activated her gift and the familiar long Blackshield appeared from her hand and she used it to bash the man against a wall.

Bordeaux the Mad Blade was knocked back completely, and the wall behind him suffered the brunt of the impact, breaking slightly.

Viscountess Blackshield didn’t hesitate, and even allowed her guard to be down.

Lucius’s gaze flickered towards the Viscountess to gauge her current emotions, but unlike their spar yesterday where Viscountess Blackshield was filled with adrenaline and a gleam in her eye that held excitement over fighting, there was only a cold and calculative expression on her face.

A merciless look that probably rivaled Count Gabriel’s.

‘I have yet to engage in combat because I know that I have the Viscountess with me and her powers are quite strong, but how does a Viscountess fare well against someone like the Mad Blade? Which one is stronger?’

Viscountess Blackshield quickly pulled out a baton from the side of her skirt with her other hand and raised it to slam and smash Bordeaux without a moment’s hesitation.

However, once again, right before the weapon could bash again the Mad Blade, he recovered from the impact and rolled away from the Viscountess’s attack, even knocking the woman off her footing with a quick jab at her leg that made her become off balance.

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‘Hmm… His footwork is good. Impeccable even. Not to mention that he is able to bear pain quite well and quickly too. Perhaps it is related to his ‘madness’ that he is able to shrug off the pain or his experience… either way, he is called mad but his movements are all made with enough foresight and thought.’ Lucius thought.

Contrary to expectations, being ‘mad’ did not always equate to being terrible and unable to make coherent decisions… in fact, it sometimes made someone too good at something due to their obsession and drive.

‘I’m not too sure, but is this man really after my head or did he just say that to see my reaction? He’s not too bloodthirsty to kill all the guards right off the bat. But perhaps that is also just sadism and wanting them to suffer longer.’ Lucius thought to himself as he kept his eyes on the criminal.

“Ahaha, I did not expect to be struck by a woman.” Bordeaux laughed and glanced towards Kiana. She shot him with several projectiles again, which he dodged easily again, before his gazed returned to the Viscountess. “Same with her. But wow, I really didn’t expect that a woman would be too good at fighting. You have my respect, woman.”

Somehow, the words of Bordeaux didn’t actually please the Viscountess, instead it only made her angry and irked.

Lucius saw the Viscountess Blackshield’s expression harden and she charged towards Bordeaux without a moment’s hesitation.

“Hah!”

“Hahaha, why are you so upset?” Bordeaux asked as he met the Viscountess’s shield, sword and dagger ready.

However, his brows suddenly knot a little when the Viscountess’s shield doesn’t give in under his strength and he is pushed back once more while the dagger bounced off the shield.

Bordeaux immediately refocused on using his short sword, switching gears immediately while Viscountess Blackshield does the same exact thing.

The long blackshield immediately changed to a wide bucker as she blocked the shortsword’s quick and devastating cuts.

“A shield to my sword! Ahaha, I would have never expected this when I came here!” Bordeaux chuckled as the two quickly move back and forth, and he even called out to Kiana with a mad grin. “Wanna try hitting me too, girlie! How good is your aim?”

Kiana, couldn’t help but grit her teeth, because while she could do exactly just that… she wasn’t actually that confident. Viscountess Blackshield may have her shield, but they were also moving too fast and she could accidentally hit her.