I’ll Do It!

Enemy camp, east side.

Whoosh!

A gust of cold wind swept over from afar, and the candles on the ground were all extinguished at this moment.

The magic array that was originally shining with a blood-red demonic light also dimmed.

Then...

Standing in the middle of the altar, the Wizard priest pulled his hand out from the girl's chest. In his hand, he was still holding the crushed heart.

He shook off the blood and flesh residue on his hand. "Water."

Princess Trish came up with a silver basin filled with water.

The Wizard put his hand into the water and began to wash it.

Trish asked, "Sir Wizard, how is it? is everything going well?"

She had just seen Wizard Pritte frowning when he was casting a spell, and he looked very angry.

Pritte snorted lightly and said, "I met a reckless little Apprentice, a self-righteous thing, and he actually dared to block my spell!"

Trish frowned slightly. "Then..."