257 Are You Really Just A Sorcerer?

It was late at night when the Soul Armature balled himself into a corner of the lab, with his mind replaying the old memories of Little Mia, and his hand worked on the necklace for Laeticia. He still had not gotten the Angelic Feather from the Duke, so he was just fumbling with the skeleton of the necklace.

Just as he was working on his task, he felt something different in the air. He stopped his work, dashed to the yard, whipped out his Saint Quartz staff, and struck the air.

Piiiiiiiing! Sparks exploded out in the air as metals clashed.

A figure shrouded by pitch black cape — betrayed only by the glint reflected from his eyes — took a few steps back. The same eyes stared at Baiyi as if it sought to bore through him.

On the hands of this intruder, who looked a bit like Baiyi's old alias, Sven the Rogue Knight, were daggers gleaming with an emerald luster — the color of a lethal poison.