A Father’s Reprimand

Leon and Land exchanged a glance, intending to join forces with Black against the enemy.

However, Ivo’s next words plunged them into an icy abyss.

“If you two dare to interfere…”

“I admit I can’t kill three Dragon-Slaying Guards at once. After all, Father would scold me if he found out.”

He tilted his head, revealing an innocent yet cruel smile.

“But… if I can’t kill you, can’t I still kill your families?”

The threat was naked and direct.

With the power of the Round Table Knights, annihilating the families of low-star Dragon-Slaying Guards was indeed as easy as flipping a hand.

Leon and Land’s faces turned deathly pale. They clenched their fists, a mixture of anger and helplessness swirling within them.

They couldn’t possibly contend with the power of the Round Table Knights.

Black knew that Ivo was absolutely capable of doing such a thing.

This guy’s attitude towards the female lead in the game was worlds apart from his attitude towards other characters.

To anyone other than the female lead, he was a pure lunatic.

Stepping out of the player’s perspective, Black could feel his pathology even more keenly.

He had no choice but to say to his two companions in a deep voice.

“Leon, Land, stand back. This is between him and me.”

Then, he looked directly at Ivo, pointing the Overlord Spear at him.

“If you want the Overlord Spear, come and get it yourself.”

“Hahahahaha!”

Ivo laughed as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world, brandishing his giant scythe.

“It’s been a long time since I met someone who dared to speak to me like that!”

“A Level 40 piece of trash, who gave you the courage to challenge me?”

The tension between the two instantly ignited!

The battle was about to begin.

On the surface, Ivo was a Level 45 Mid-Tier Assassin, but his true strength was far beyond that.

“Ghost Shadow Step!”

He attacked first, rushing out with a savage grin!

His figure flickered like a phantom, closing the distance, and the black scythe let out a shriek as it tore through the air, aimed straight for Black’s face.

Black’s eyes narrowed. Instead of retreating, he advanced, the Overlord Spear like a sea dragon emerging from the water.

He activated the upper-tier Charge Thrust skill, [Army-Breaker Thrust], and met the attack head-on.

The tip of his spear condensed with immense spiritual power and clashed violently with the scythe!

“Clang!”

A piercing sound of metal on metal exploded, and a shockwave spread out from the two of them, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Ivo was slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected Black’s strength to be so formidable.

To be able to take his blow head-on despite such a large level gap.

But he was an experienced fighter. With a twist of his scythe, he used the force of the collision to spin his body.

The scythe carved a strange arc, aiming for Black’s lower body!

“Ghost Shadow Spin!”

[You have entered a state of Flow.]

The Flow state triggered.

Black’s reactions quickened. He sidestepped, retreated rapidly, and blocked downwards with the Overlord Spear.

“Clang!”

Sparks flew.

Ivo’s attacks were relentless, coming one after another.

He used the advantage of the scythe’s long handle to constantly harass, slash, and hook from mid-range, his techniques insidious and tricky.

For a moment, Black was forced onto the defensive, looking like he was in constant peril.

Leon and Land watched from the side, their hearts burning with anxiety, their longswords ready to strike.

They had already decided that if Black’s life was in danger, they would intervene, even at the risk of offending the Round Table Knights.

“What’s wrong? Weren’t you so arrogant just now? Is this all you’ve got?”

Ivo taunted as he attacked, playing with him like a cat with a mouse.

Black remained silent, his gaze growing sharper.

He clearly remembered Ivo’s combat patterns from the game.

Right now, he was just adapting to Ivo’s attack rhythm, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Finally!

As a powerful vertical chop from Ivo missed, his momentum spent and a new attack not yet formed, Black made his move.

Spiritual power erupted from under his feet, and his speed suddenly increased.

He no longer retreated, but sidestepped and rushed forward.

He broke into Ivo’s inner circle!

A long spear should have been difficult to wield at such a close range, but with a flick of his wrist, Black changed his thrust to a sweep, viciously swinging the Overlord Spear at Ivo’s waist.

Knight Mid-Tier Skill: Army-Sweeping Strike!

Ivo hadn’t expected Black to be so agile. In his haste, he could only block with the handle of his scythe.

“Thump!”

A heavy impact sounded. Ivo was sent staggering back several steps by the immense force, his blood churning.

“You!”

Ivo was both shocked and enraged. He had actually been pushed back by someone of a lower level!

To him, this was a great humiliation.

While Black was fighting for his life.

On the other side, Kristine and several female students had temporarily stabilized the condition of a few heavily injured new students with healing spells.

Although their lives were saved, they still needed further treatment.

Kristine looked up into the distance.

The proctoring teachers were gaining the upper hand in their battle against the Level 70 Flame Dragon.

Victory was only a matter of time.

Her thoughts were with Black’s situation.

Just as she was about to go over, a familiar voice sounded from behind her.

“Kristine!”

Her heart tightened. She turned around to see that it was her father, Alvin.

At this moment, Alvin’s face was clearly dark and angry.

“Father? What are you doing here?”

Kristine was a little surprised and happy, but more so, she was nervous.

She keenly sensed that her father was exceptionally serious right now.

Alvin didn’t answer her question, instead questioning her directly.

“Why are you in Area B? According to the plan, you should be proctoring in Area A right now!”

Kristine’s heart skipped a beat.

Her father was a professor who held rules in extremely high regard.

He detested people who neglected their public duties for private reasons.

Moreover, she was the Saintess and should be setting an example.

Her father must have found out about her last-minute change of area.

Kristine immediately lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake.

“Father, I’m sorry… I was inconsiderate. It won’t happen again.”

Seeing her like this, the gloom in Alvin’s eyes softened slightly.

He didn’t continue to reprimand her. Instead, he changed the subject and said in an unquestionable tone.

“High-level draconic creatures have also appeared in Area A. The situation is even more serious than here. Several students are already heavily injured and on the verge of death.”

“You are to take your people over there to provide support immediately!”

“Area A too…?”

Kristine was shocked to hear that there was trouble there as well.

But she hesitated, Black’s pleading eyes appearing in her mind.

She had promised to act together with him.

Alvin saw his daughter’s hesitation, and a flash of impatience crossed his face. His tone grew heavier.

“What? Are you ignoring your father’s words now?”

“Or do you think that some Dragon-Slaying Guard is more important than the lives of new students?”

“Kristine, remember your identity. You are the Saintess of the Church. It is your duty to save the dying and heal the wounded!”

These words struck Kristine’s heart like a heavy blow.

Her face instantly turned pale, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

“…Yes, Father. I understand.”

Kristine lowered her head, her voice faint.

“I will take my people to Area A immediately.”

She didn’t have time to say goodbye to Black. She could only cast a deep look in his direction.

Then she led several students and hurried towards Area A.

Alvin stood in place, glancing from a distance at the tense standoff between Black and Ivo.

His gaze lingered on Black for a moment.

A cold, icy light flashed across his eyes.