Chapter 552 - 182: Mukiwa Arrives! Cooperation Between the Swordsman and the Female Ninja!

Chapter 552: Chapter 182: Mukiwa Arrives! Cooperation Between the Swordsman and the Female Ninja!

"Eh...?"

When Elodie came to, her amazement had already turned into a murmur.

Her previously tense expression was now colored with the incredulity of "cannot believe what is seen."

Looking at the figure surrounded by moonlight, her eyes sparkled with uncertainty.

Is it him?

She couldn’t help but ask herself in her heart. Just as this question emerged from her mind, Elodie quickly realized what she was actually questioning.

Isn’t it clear at a glance if it’s him?

This silhouette... perfectly matches the one that rescued their family on that long snowy night months ago... how could it be mistaken.

Thoughts and awareness, previously halted by excessive amazement, gradually returned to her, and her senses once again clearly perceived the outside world.

Only then did Elodie notice a tingling sensation deep in her nose.

Just now, as she faced the nearly impossible situation under the pressing threat of raging fires and her grandfather, perhaps because that young man had saved them before, when faced with the renewed crisis of despair, her brain automatically functioned, and the young man’s figure emerged in Elodie’s mind unconsciously.

If only he could come to save them once more... as Elodie recalled his appearance, she couldn’t help but think greedily.

No one needed to point it out; Elodie knew how greedy and unrealistic her thoughts were.

There couldn’t be such a coincidence in this world; how could he come to save them twice in a row?

Because of having such thoughts just moments ago, Elodie was now filled with shock and... joy.

Inside her, countless emotions intertwined, leaving Elodie unsure whether to cry or laugh.

Still holding Elodie, Anthony’s face was now filled with surprise.

His mouth slightly opened, seemingly wanting to shout something, but he was incoherent, merely vibrating his vocal cords.

Among all the guests attending tonight’s ball, only Elodie and Anthony recognized the young man tangled with Shinno and others.

Thus, apart from Elodie and Anthony, the other guests now felt the purest sense of "clinging to the lifeline."

Although they didn’t know why the reinforcement was alone, what was certain was—this lone fighter held back the ferocious Samurai!

The fierce Samurai were busy dealing with the rescuer and didn’t have the time to bother them.

"Run! (French)"

Someone shouted again.

This shout was like the starting gun of a race; with his command, everyone scattered and fled away from Shinno and others, like waves crashing apart.

Under the influence of this "starting gun," Anthony regained his senses.

Bringing Elodie to safety—was Anthony’s utmost priority now, without exception.

He hugged Elodie even tighter and followed the crowd away from flames and bloodshed.

As Anthony’s "body activation" came so suddenly, Elodie couldn’t help but let out a low gasp of surprise.

The Swordsman stepped in the moonlight, swinging his blade forward under the moon’s accompaniment! Towards the foes ahead! Into the moonless darkness!

Before the young girl left, this was the last scene visible in her eyes.

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"Tsk..."

Feeling extremely irritated, Sazanoko couldn’t help but click her tongue, losing the image of Miss.

"Isn’t there anything I can do..."

She muttered while supporting her injured leg, scanning her surroundings, seeking available resources.

"Moo..."

Quietly lying on the ground beside her, Radish snorted lightly, letting out a low "moo."

After Aoto leapt from Radish’s back and charged at the Anti-foreigner Group alone, Sazanoko followed Aoto’s request and led Radish to a secluded yet safe roadside.

Radish was indeed very tame, even though changed by a person holding its reins, it didn’t resist, allowing Sazanoko to guide it obediently.

"Ahhhhh——!"

From afar, a piercing scream erupted again on the battlefield.

Although the scream’s owner was not Aoto, Sazanoko couldn’t resist raising her eyes to look towards the sound.

In the battlefield where sword light and shadows shook continuously, a lone figure was vaguely visible battling fiercely.

The anxiety on Sazanoko’s face deepened.

The desire to contribute a little to the confrontation against these maniacs using any vile means for the so-called "Anti-foreigner Cause"...

The revenge desire to retaliate against the bastards who kidnapped her for days...

The pride of not wanting to just stand idly by without doing anything, of not being indifferent to the benefactor who just saved her and is now fighting bloodily...

These emotions mixed together, making Sazanoko urgently want to do something, to support Aoto as much as she could in his bloody battle.

If her body was uninjured, Sazanoko would have rushed to support without hesitation... yet her leg’s pain was growing intense.

Earlier, to catch up to Aoto heading to the residency, she had clenched her teeth with the force seemingly about to crush them, forcing her left leg to jog a little.

And now, the "consequence" brought by this "forcing" was here.