Chapter 38: The Sword Falls, The Head Rolls_2

Blood.

Scorching blood.

The stairs leading to the temple were inundated with scorching blood, flowing like lava, a sign of the impending volcanic eruption.

From Phili's perspective, emerging from the volcano's mouth was a fearless knight in silver armor, leading twelve summoned creatures, struggling to charge towards the crater amidst the siege of the woodcutters and dwarves.

This guy must be here to snatch the Sword of Light.

Phili had already guessed the situation, surmising that the brave knight in silver armor had initially intended to sneak into the temple to steal the Sword of Light but was caught unexpectedly and had to storm the temple by force.

"Quite an impressive fellow. Is it for the elder princess… Does she have some special charm, to have someone willing to storm the temple for her?"

He sighed, feeling a degree of admiration even for an enemy.