The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 704 - 728: Lead the Way

Chapter 704 -728: Lead the Way

Before the group could ask further, the man hastily ran away and disappeared into the dense fog on the edge of the town. Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but then a scream nearby forced them into action once again.

On the street a few dozen feet away, an overturned wagon lay, with several Coward Devils, wolves in their heads and paws on the ground, trying to break through the wagon’s panels. The scream—a woman’s—came from inside the wagon. Her only guard was a large Tibetan Mastiff, over five feet long and with fluffy fur, but it was clearly losing the fight against the wolf Coward Devils, and it was about to be overpowered.

A group of ferocious demons, a helpless lady—what situation could be more in need of heroic knights? Without a second word, Lancelot charged forward, followed closely by his companions.

The Coward Devils, hearing the noise, turned their heads and instinctively bared their teeth in a threatening manner. However, they failed to see any fear on the face of the human knight—he had his helmet down. Lancelot’s sword Frostslash swung swiftly, killing three Coward Devils with two strikes, while Bruto, Tanya, and Jing took down the remaining four together.

After defeating the enemies, they tried to approach the wagon, but the severely wounded Tibetan Mastiff decided to stand in their way. Lancelot admired the loyal guard dog before him—it surely knew their strength, yet it bravely stood up for its owner; such quality was rare even among humans.

“Oh, good doggy! We are not the bad guys, you know!” the elf girl stretched out her arms towards the guarded Mastiff, moving upwind so the dog could catch her scent, “Don’t be afraid, all the bad guys have been taken care of by us, woof woof~ woof~!”

Jing, having once lived as a monkey in the forest, was experienced in dealing with wild animals. Her voice and actions quickly calmed the Mastiff, which turned to look at the wagon where its owner was, seemingly unsure what to do next.

“Madam inside the wagon, you can come out now,” Lancelot stood still and called out to the carriage, “Those planks are not that stable, take the chance to escape now while there are no enemies.”

“No! I’m fine here! I’m not going anywhere!” a woman’s voice shrieked in response, “Just go, Poqi is enough to protect me!”

“If Poqi refers to this big dog in front of me, it can’t fight any longer,” Lancelot frowned, “I’m sure it would loyally fight for you, but if another demon comes, it will surely be torn apart.”

“I don’t care, just go! If you don’t leave, I’ll let Poqi bite you!”

Lancelot felt a surge of irritation and also pity for the dog. At that moment, Alamir came forward, raised an eyebrow at him, then began to speak in a soft, magnetic voice:

“Madam, we are a group of warriors passing through, heading to the church ahead to look for survivors. We are very strong, and if you agree to accompany us, I will personally ensure your safety. Please come out and join us.”

With a creak, a young woman in her twenties tumbled out of the wagon’s cabin. She looked dazedly at the smiling Elf Priest approaching her and walked over to him, saying:

“You… hello, beautiful Elf sir, I’m Ella Deepwell. Those terrible demons killed my husband…”

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“Oh my, that’s truly dreadful,” Alamir expertly took her hands, “My name is Alamir, a priest of Shuni. The situation is urgent, please make sure not to stray from my side. Once we reach a safe place, we can get to know each other better…”

“My goodness…” Bruto muttered softly to Lancelot, “How did he do that? And what if it were an old lady inside?”

“He’s a professional.” Lancelot replied concisely, turning his gaze forward again where the noise had resumed.

Five guards dressed in filthy chainmail came towards them, their appearance clearly indicating they had just been in a fierce battle with Demons. However, the madness flickering in their eyes didn’t suggest they were approaching to ask if anyone needed help as they brandished their spears and charged.

“Hey! Have you gone mad!”

Bruto, positioned at the forefront, blocked the guards’ attack with his Shield, the spears thudding heavily against it, the loud clang making a young woman flinch and be instinctively embraced by the Elf Priest.

“Don’t kill them!” Alamir shouted to his companions, shielding Ella Deepwell with his left arm, “Their minds are tainted by the demon’s filth. Give me some time; I can restore their sanity!”

The crazed guards, though nearly berserk, were technically no match for the group. Lancelot’s Longsword swayed rhythmically, disarming an opponent with each strike. The disarmed guards still attempted to attack with their fists, only to be easily tripped and toppled to the ground by the group.

Alamir’s Divine Arts took a bit longer to prep, but when they were ready, the Shield engraved with Shuni’s Emblem exploded with a golden light none had ever seen before, enveloping the struggling guards. They suddenly stopped struggling, then stood up blankly, appearing to have come to their senses.

“What happened to us?”

“You attacked us the moment you saw us.” Bruto replied curtly, “Is this how this town of Edelgran welcomes Outsiders?”

“Edelgran… I’m truly sorry. We were just fighting the attacking Demons…” the apparent leader of the guards (he had a nice feather on his shoulder) explained, “but suddenly, we felt an intense craving to feast on humanoid flesh…”

“No worries, with Shuni’s help, I’ve restored you to normal.” Alamir gave the guards a handsome smile, “You must have heard of Lady Fire’s name, right?”

“Thank you so much… Shuni? Isn’t she the goddess of love? Weren’t you sent by Losanda?” the captain of the guard asked back, confused, then his expression changed, “Oh no! The church! Jessa and the villagers are hiding there!”

“We were just fighting over there!” another guard explained anxiously, “Once the Demons break through the church doors, everyone inside will surely be killed! My wife and daughter are both in there!”

“Don’t panic, we’re here.” Lancelot picked up his Longsword, kicked it onto his shoulder, and said, “Lead the way.”