I could feel a strong mana in the distance between noble and market streets. What was surprising was that in addition to Marsen's mana, there was mana at a similar level to his.

Despite such powerful forces facing off against each other, the capital was somehow still intact.

"Is this the power of the Fairy Tribe’s Guardian Knight?"

Molk, the leader of the Black Water Buffalo Knights, swallowed dryly and murmured in awe.

The Black Water Buffalo knights nodded in sympathy with the murmur.

"Leader-nim, don't you think you can contest against them?” asked a Black Water Buffalo knight.

 Molk tried not to betray his emotions but could not hide his bitter smile. "Perhaps."

Uncle Bloody would not be able to join in the fight of those monsters, I was sure, as his nephew. Well, actually, there was a way he could contend with them.

Uncle could fight if he used the Dance of the Fireflies, basically a suicide bomb, with all his might. No, if Uncle used the Dance of the Fireflies, he could likely overpower them. Though the aftereffects would kill him.

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