A fallen paladin had noticed Laeticia's behavior at this moment. He temporarily let go of the sheep that was about to be slaughtered in front of him. He leaped up and landed in front of Laeticia who was helping the wounded trainee to flee.

Colors instantly drained from both of their faces. The trainee was so petrified that he did not even dare to breathe. To his surprise, Laeticia suddenly pushed him away. She struck a fighting pose and bravely put herself between the fallen paladin and the trainee as one hand gripped tightly onto the scripture in front of her chest.

In truth, she was actually very terrified, but the look of unwavering determination on her face did not falter at all. However, she began to tremble slightly when the smell of fresh blood from the fallen paladin entered her olfactory sense --- even her fighting posture became shaky as well.

The demonic fallen paladin sneered. He was not in a hurry to wave his sword around. Instead, he sized up Laeticia's flawless face w