‘I can’t let him go!’ 

John Blake frantically chased after Rubolle. Did such willpower come through? The distance between him and Rubolle started to shrink little by little. However, it was only for a moment. The moment Rubolle spread out his wings and started to fly in earnest, the distance between the two of them widened once again.

This was the starting point.

“It is a foul speed,” a curse emerged from John Blake’s mouth. Rubolle could be fast, but this was too fast. John Blake wasn’t able to catch up. Nevertheless, he did his best to chase after him.

How long did he run while being unable to narrow the distance?

A huge wall loomed in the distance. John Blake suddenly stopped in place when he saw the city walls and took calm breaths.

‘It is wrong to catch up with him.’

Now there was no chance of catching up with Rubolle before he reached the city walls. Then it was time for John Blake to try something else.

“Huup.” John Blake took a deep breath, moved his right hand behind his head, and leaned back. It was like he was getting ready to throw something. Just then, a golden spear suddenly appeared in John Blake’s empty hands. At the same time, John Blake’s tilted upper body fell forward...