Chapter 200: Ronald’s Demise
“Eileen, come back!” Ronald yelled at the top of his lungs.
The scene of Ronald and Eileen parting ways had been quite touching.
To face the ferocious Demon Beasts alone, giving Eileen a chance to escape…
But Ronald’s shout completely ruined the atmosphere, turning a touching moment into a farce, making his usually suave image seem clownish.
What was even more comical was that no matter how loud he yelled, Eileen didn’t appear.
A Master Thief’s speed was astonishing, especially without Ronald as a burden. She had vanished in the blink of an eye, beyond the reach of his voice.
Ronald stood there dejectedly, like a defeated rooster.
A handsome nobleman and a petite, cute girl, it was a classic damsel-in-distress scenario. Under normal circumstances, the nobleman would have unleashed hidden powers, turning the tide of battle and winning the girl’s heart.
But unfortunately, Ronald didn’t have such abilities.
And Eileen would never fall for him. Her heart belonged to Jie Luo.
Boom… Boom… Boom…
A massive figure emerged from the smoke, its heavy footsteps shaking the ground.
It was Lomond.
His large eyes gleamed with mockery as he looked at Ronald. “Noble Swordsman,” he sneered, “what happened? You look quite pathetic.”
“After letting that little beauty escape, you’re calling for her to come back? Are you scared? Or do you regret it?”
Ronald glared at Lomond with hatred, then noticed the large number of powerful Demon Beasts behind him.
Lomond hadn’t sent his subordinates to chase after Eileen.
This made Ronald’s heart sink.
If Lomond had sent his subordinates after Eileen, she, with her exceptional stealth abilities, wouldn’t be easily captured. And it would have drawn away some of his forces, giving Ronald a chance against Lomond.
But now, Eileen was gone.
All the powerful Demon Beasts were gathered here, surrounding him.
Ronald had no escape.
Not a single chance of survival.
“What are you looking at? You don’t think I would chase after that girl, do you? That’s a Master Thief. I know how difficult it is to chase a Master Thief.”
“Don’t take this prince for a fool.”
“Capturing any member of the Hero Squad is a great achievement. If I split my forces, I might end up empty-handed.”
“It’s better to capture one of them first.”
Seeing Ronald’s shocked expression, Lomond felt smug, showing off his intelligence in front of his subordinates.
The Demon Beasts nodded repeatedly, praising the Seventh Prince’s wisdom.
Actually, this was all Candice’s suggestion.
It was enough to capture one of them. This achievement would overshadow everything else. Even if one escaped, no one would care, especially since few knew about Eileen’s presence.
Ronald stared in disbelief. He couldn’t believe that this Seventh Prince, who had always been known for his brawn and simple mind, had become so smart.
Wasn’t this guy always greedy, wanting everything? When did he change?
“It seems we’ve chatted enough. It’s time to send you on your way,” Lomond said, his massive body looming over Ronald like a mountain.
He suddenly raised his huge foot and stomped down on Ronald’s head.
This Demon Prince, even without using his powerful Mana, could unleash devastating power with just his physical body.
A huge shadow fell over Ronald.
He gritted his teeth, kicked off the ground, and leaped into the air.
Rumble…
The large tree where Ronald had been standing was instantly crushed into powder beneath Lomond’s foot.
Since he was completely surrounded and had no escape, he could only fight to the death.
Ronald gritted his teeth, his slender sword flashing, a flurry of sword beams aimed at Lomond.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Sounds like tearing leather echoed through the air.
Sprays of blood erupted from Lomond’s chest and face.
The sharp sword Qi tore through his skin.
But these wounds were insignificant to Lomond’s massive body, like mosquito bites, unable to affect his movements.
This Seventh Prince, who had previously only let his subordinates attack Benson, only striking when he was weakened, now chose to face Ronald head-on.
He had a large number of newly recruited elite Demon Beasts behind him, and he had to demonstrate his strength before them.
And Ronald was a perfect target.
After being hunted for so long, he was exhausted, both physically and mentally, his strength greatly diminished. And his status was quite prominent. Capturing him personally wouldn’t be too dangerous, and it would prove his own strength, ensuring that Ronald had no chance of escaping. It was a very good deal.
Of course, Candice had analyzed the pros and cons for him. Although she was a filthy half-breed, perhaps it was because of her human cunning that she could sometimes offer quite good suggestions.
Lomond roared like a wild beast, his massive arm sweeping towards Ronald, ignoring the sword beams.
Whoosh…
With a gust of wind, the Seventh Prince’s claws appeared before Ronald.
Ronald’s expression changed slightly. Suspended in mid-air with nowhere to leverage his strength, he gritted his teeth and thrust his sword at Lomond’s arm, piercing a bloody hole through the fur-covered limb.
Using the recoil, he retreated swiftly, narrowly dodging Lomond’s claws.
Ronald’s fighting style was characterized by speed and agility.
His swordsmanship was complex and dazzling, like a nobleman’s dance.
Coupled with his swift movements and flurry of sword beams, few members of the Hero Squad could match him.
The only ones he might lose to were Karsus and Benson. He was confident against the others.
Because of Karsus’s heavy armor, it was difficult for his sword beams to penetrate it.
And Benson, the Shield Warrior, was even more troublesome, a walking turtle shell with incredible defense.
This was Ronald’s weakness. His slender sword, coupled with his special Battle Qi and swordsmanship, lacked attack power, despite his speed and agility.
Simply put, he had put all his points into speed.
Against powerful but small Demon Beasts, as long as he could hit their vital points, he could instantly end their lives.
He was most afraid of large opponents like Lomond. Small wounds were insignificant to him, unable to affect his powerful combat strength. On the contrary, every one of Lomond’s counterattacks forced Ronald to dodge.
Whoosh… Whoosh… Whoosh…
One incredibly small, the other incredibly large, the two figures clashed in the burning forest.
The surrounding trees and boulders were shattered by the violent impacts, creating a clearing in the jungle.
The powerful Demon Beasts just surrounded them, forming a huge encirclement. They didn’t attack. Otherwise, Ronald wouldn’t have lasted this long.
Before they arrived, the Seventh Prince had given his orders: don’t interfere unless absolutely necessary. He would deal with this enemy personally.
Of course, if Ronald tried to escape, they would stop him.
The Noble Swordsman was trapped here, forced to fight against the type of enemy he was least suited to face.
After more than a hundred exchanges, Ronald still maintained his noble demeanor, his body unharmed, only his breathing slightly rapid.
Lomond, on the other hand, was covered in wounds, his fur stained with blood. It seemed that Ronald had the upper hand, and if this continued, Lomond would definitely lose.
But Ronald knew that the situation was dire.
Lomond’s endurance was incredible, far greater than his. Those countless small wounds might look terrifying, but they didn’t even affect his movements.
His stamina was almost limitless.
And Ronald’s Battle Qi was constantly being depleted. This kind of high-intensity, prolonged battle was his worst nightmare. If he couldn’t find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow, he would be exhausted to death.
Just as Ronald had predicted, Lomond’s movements didn’t slow down despite his bleeding wounds. On the contrary, the slight stinging pain seemed to further enrage him, his roars echoing through the forest.
He suddenly lunged forward, his leg sweeping upwards towards Ronald.
Whoosh…
Ronald was forced to dodge again, but the fierce wind still made him stumble, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. He was almost at the edge of the encirclement, and some of the powerful Demon Beasts were already preparing to attack.
Half of his body was numb from the impact.
Such strength…
Ronald’s heart sank as he saw Lomond’s massive body lunging towards him again.
He struggled to adjust his posture in mid-air, maintaining his balance, his eyes fixed on Lomond’s, his teeth gritted.
The next instant, he channeled almost all his Battle Qi, and blue-gray whirlwinds appeared around him.
He couldn’t continue to drag this out with Lomond. He had to at least injure him severely to have a chance of escaping.
Hum, hum, hum…
His slender sword hummed.
Powerful Battle Qi surged into the blade, forming a small tornado that spun rapidly, making a hissing sound.
The air around the blade was torn apart.
This was his last chance!
Ronald’s expression was grimmer than ever.
After his Battle Qi reached its peak, he suddenly shouted.
“Wind Extreme!”
Swish!
His body transformed into a streak of light, the sound of tearing air left far behind, as he shot towards Lomond with unprecedented speed.
This burst of speed was even faster than that of the Twin Thieves, Airi and Eileen.
His speed was so great that even Ronald couldn’t see his surroundings clearly. Only the sharp whistling of the wind filled his ears, almost shattering his eardrums.
The air whipped against his face like sharp knives, cutting into his skin.
But Ronald didn’t have time to care about this. His eyes were fixed on a single point of crimson.
That was his target: Lomond’s eye.
Even for a Demon Beast, losing an eye would greatly reduce its combat power, giving him a chance.
This was Ronald’s last hope…
Just as he was about to hit his target, a shadow suddenly blocked Lomond’s massive eye, extinguishing Ronald’s hope.
It was Lomond’s arm.
He couldn’t dodge at this speed, but he could still raise an arm to block.
And at this speed, even Ronald couldn’t control his movement and change direction.
With a thud, the entire sword plunged into Lomond’s arm, a spurt of blood erupting.
The entire blade was embedded in his flesh, the highly concentrated Battle Qi exploding within his arm.
With a crack, a large gash appeared on Lomond’s arm, revealing the white bone and tendons beneath…
It seemed like a significant blow, but this scene made Ronald’s heart sink.
If it were a smaller Demon General, this sword would have been enough to shatter their body. But against Lomond, it was useless.
The pain made Lomond grunt, but his large eyes gleamed with excitement.
“Heavy Break!”
Boom…
Ronald’s body was suddenly subjected to an immense gravitational force, and he stumbled in mid-air, his speed drastically reduced.
At this moment, Lomond’s maw opened.
A blast of Demon King’s Breath shot towards Ronald.
Rumble…
Another earth-shattering roar. Ronald’s body slammed into the ground, creating a large crater.
When the force of the breath dissipated, only a half-dead Ronald remained in the crater, twitching and groaning.
Lomond had deliberately restrained the power of his Demon King’s Breath, but it seemed that Ronald still couldn’t withstand it, his body almost broken.
Lomond squatted down and pulled the struggling Ronald out of the crater with two fingers. He seemed to have regained consciousness and began to struggle desperately, glaring at Lomond and cursing him.
But Lomond was a generous prince. Since this guy was already so unlucky, he allowed him to vent his anger.
However, how to properly “entertain” Ronald seemed to be a problem.
Beat him up?
This method seemed too boring. After all, he had to face that mysterious informant, and Lomond felt that he should give him a surprise.
His large eyes looked at his subordinates, who were cheering and praising him. There were Pig-headed Men, Minotaurs, Goblins, Trolls, Ogres…
“Hey, what do you think is the best way to torture this guy?”
Ronald thought he was going to die.
He didn’t know that his true demise had just begun.
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