Chapter 228 - The Noble's Hope

Richart charged straight at the young boy and the young boy slowly walked towards him. 

The boy suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind Richart. 

Richart quickly turned as he swung his blade towards the boy, but as it made contact with him, it felt as if he were slicing through air. Mist could be seen as the boy disappeared. 

Confused, Richart tried to get an understanding of what happened, but before he could, the boy reappeared in front of him, before disappearing and reappearing again above him. 

Having somewhat predicted that, Richart, faintly pointed the back of his blade at the Boy's head, and as the boy descended a dark circle was formed above both of them as he raised his hand. 

But in that instant, a beam of light came out of the back of Richart's sword piercing the boy' straight in the middle of the boy's head and magic circle above him. 

As the beam of light passed through his head, a small amount of mist could be seen as the boy disappeared once again, meanwhile his dark magic circle was broken. 

Everyone watched in surprised. 

"H-He's amazing!" 

"W-We'll be able to get out of here alive!" 

The 2nd youngest daughter of the earl who was watching shouted 

"You can do it Richart!" 

As the boy reappeared a few meters in front of Richart, a small cut could be seen on his cheeks as a bit of blood began to pour out. 

Seeing, this, the boy let out a sigh before the expression on his face changed to a cold smile. 

The people who watched in the area, felt a chill go down their spine as the boy began releasing even more bloodl.u.s.t than ever. 

The boy then began slowly walking towards Richart as he muttered a few words. 

Before the boy could activate whatever spell he had in store, Richart leapt straight at him, and in that instant. 

Richart's arm right arm which held on to the sword was chopped off. 

"Argh..." He let out as blood began pouring out at the part where it had been cut off 

He didn't know or see how, but he held in the pain as he gritted his teeth before jumping back to regain his thoughts. 

But the moment he did, dark circles surrounded him before they joined up and formed hexagonal prism around him. 

Richart hastily looked around but there was no where to run. Right the circles were about to activate, he leapt straight at his severed arm which laid on the small pool of blood on the floor. 

In that instant, the circles activated before a dark sphere engulfed Richart. 

Everyone watched in fear as many long thin needles began to form right outside of the mini sphere. 

The pointed needles were at least a meter long and looked extremely sharp. Being pierced by one of those would probably be unimaginably painful, and yet there were over 20 of them 

Everyone watched quietly as the duke shouted 

"WAIT-" 

But it was no use, the boy muttered the word and in that instant, all the needles pierced through and inside the dark sphere. 

"NOOO!" 

The dark sphere then began to compress itself even more, so that it could squeeze whatever was inside. 

"S-stop... STOP! PLEASE! JUST LET HIM GO! YOU'VE CAUSED ENOUGH PAIN" The duke shouted 

The boy simply made a confused expression before sending a smile in the duke's direction. 

He then quickly looked over at the Dark Sphere as he saw the look of surprise on everyone's face. 

Light began to pierce from the inside to the outside of Sphere forming gaps from within. 

Everyone saw that light as a ray of hope, Richart was still alive, he hadn't given up. Suddenly, they all began to cheer for him. 

"KICK HIS A.S.S, RICHART!" 

"TEACH THAT KID A LESSON!" 

"RICHART! RICHART! RICHART! RICHART!" They shouted in union 

"Shut up.�� Said the boy before glaring at them 

In that instant they all quieted down. No one wanted to risk angering him, even if they were safe for the moment. If they behaved until the royal knight squad arrived, they'd all be fine, or so they believed. 

The boy began walking up to the dark sphere which had now began to crack due to how much light was coming from within. 

As the black sphere cracked open, a blinding light was let out to the outside, causing everyone in the room to close their eyes. 

The boy however didn't flinch and stared straight at it. 

As the light let out people began to open their eyes and when they did, it widened. 

Richart's uniform top had been torn to shreds, his armour were scratched, and he remained motionless as his eyes appeared to have had the life s.u.c.k.e.d out of them. His ripped off arm was still holding on to the sword while being held by the left arm. 

He wasn't moving, and the people who saw this began to worry as their last ray of hope was about to disappear. 

"O-Oi... Please tell me he's just acting..." 

"Richart...?" 

"Richart... Don't die..." 

"What's wrong with him?!" 

"Only one..." The boy muttered as he stared at the dark needle which had pierced into Richart's skin. 

He then disappeared and reappeared in front of the motionless Richart. He had probably used up all of his remaining energy to counter the needles and break out of the dark sphere. 

"RICHART!! GET AWAY!" Shouted the duke as he began to rush towards him 

The duke pushed and shoved people out of the way but he was too far. 

The young boy placed his arm on Richart's c.h.e.s.t, a dark magic circle was forming on Richart's c.h.e.s.t because of this. 

"You were strong, it's a shame that you'll have to di-" 

The boy was interrupted as he was hit by a strong hot pressure in his face which sent him flying straight to the wall. 

*CRASH!* 

Part of his back was submerged into the wall as he tried to understand what happened. It was then that he saw it. 

A girl with yellow moderately long glowing hair stood in front of Richart. Her elf ears were pointing out and her hands were coated in a strange golden flame while her legs were coated in a glow