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What Four Knights of the King?
No.
In Barre Shepherd's eyes, there was only one person.
To fight many with few, the best tactic was always...
Lock onto one person, kill them first, then talk!
...
The fight couldn't be called intense.
But the onlookers were all dumbfounded at this moment.
Watching the two sides battle for several rounds, it was but the blink of an eye.
Before them lay a scattered field of Puppet shards.
No one spoke.
Because they were too shocked to even describe what they had seen.
Watching that legendary figure being chased and fleeing in a sorry state, everyone felt it surreal.
Could it be...
The Legendary Puppet Master who had made such a flashy entrance was a sham?
However, the pressure on him was something outsiders couldn't comprehend.
Domingo had his own bitter struggles that he couldn't voice.
He always felt as if the Grim Reaper was standing behind him, blowing a cold breath on his neck.
God knows the terrible pressure he was under.