Who knew that the originally miserable Elena would stand up directly, her left hand beginning to cast spells continuously, while her right hand gripped her sword as she charged towards him.
The man cursed angrily, "Seeking death!"
The weapon in his hand flew out as he tried to interrupt her spellcasting.
A magician must be fully focused when casting spells. Under the night sky, the curved Sword drew a curved arc as it flew towards Elena. In the moonlight, a chilling glint flashed for an instant.
This swordsman was a high-level swordsman of the North God Style, so the pressure she faced was naturally greater.
Elena's expression changed slightly. The flames gathered in her left hand blasted towards the curved Sword. In that instant, she couldn't dodge the thrown Sword, and the desire to survive forced her to choose this path.
The massive flames sent the curved Sword flying far away, but at the same time, Elena had to face a new crisis: the man enraged to the extreme.
By this time, the man had already rushed in front of Elena. He directly grabbed Elena's neck with his hand, lifting her up. He looked at her with a vicious expression, truly wanting to kill her at this moment.
It was this brat who had almost caused him to fail, but fortunately, their strengths were vastly different. It was precisely because of this that he was able to escape by luck.
He never imagined that he could directly take a mid-level magic fireball head-on. He was of the North God Style, not the Water God Style. Taking that head-on would at least peel off a layer of skin, even if he didn't die.
Just thinking of this, he exerted force with his outstretched right hand, his expression becoming even more ferocious.
Roa, who was watching from a distance, didn't waste any words. Elena couldn't beat him after all. He couldn't possibly watch her die in front of him.
Roa originally thought that he wouldn't need to take action at all, so he wasn't wearing his usual black clothes. He was only wearing a relatively plain coat, looking like he had just finished dinner and come out for a walk from his home.
When Roa walked behind the man, the man was still completely unaware.
The man's expression became even more terrifying. His left hand stroked Elena's smooth face, and he revealed an evil smile. But just as he was about to say something, a strong sense of crisis came from behind him.
He was suddenly shocked, but unfortunately, by the time he realized there was danger, a jet-black longsword had already pierced through his chest.
"It's already night. Quietly disappear," Roa's calm voice came from behind. The jet-black longsword was pulled out, and scalding blood splattered on the ground.
He wanted to look behind him in disbelief, but ultimately fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
He probably didn't know how the other party had sneaked up on him until his death.
Roa kicked the corpse a couple of times, looking at Elena with a somewhat helpless expression, and said, "Didn't you say you would succeed?"
Elena was now slumped on the ground, coughing desperately, her face flushed from suffocation. She waved her hand, got up, and picked up her father's sword from a distance.
Elena didn't ask why the boy was here. All she knew now was that his appearance had saved her life.
Roa silently watched her actions, thought for a moment, snapped his fingers, and the jet-black threads under his feet quickly spread, instantly covering all the surrounding streets.
Roa sensed for a moment, noticing several figures running away quickly within the range. With a thought, the magical power lurking underground materialized, and black spikes suddenly shot out, instantly piercing the fleeing thieves into sieves, who fell to the ground without a sound.
A faint smell of blood floated in the air, but this smell was quickly blown away by the wind.
At this time, Elena calmly walked towards Roa, and then performed a dogeza towards Roa.
Elena said directly, "If it weren't for you, I might have suffered a disaster today. Thank you for your help. From now on, my life is yours."
Elena said this, but in reality, this matter was entirely caused by her own actions. The reason why this problem occurred was also due to her own actions. Moreover, if Roa hadn't provided help with magic and swordsmanship before, with her previous amateur skills, she probably wouldn't have even seen that high-level swordsman of the North God Style and would have been directly kidnapped and exchanged for gold coins.
Roa didn't act pretentiously. He was indeed qualified to accept this kneeling.
Elena's current appearance, needless to say, couldn't even be described as disheveled. She was dirty all over, and her originally intact coarse cloth clothes had become tattered. There were also multiple bloodstains on her face, giving the impression of a bullied stray kitten.
Roa didn't really let her kneel for too long. After pausing slightly, he helped her up, patted her shoulder, and said, "Then, you'll come with me tomorrow."
Elena didn't speak. She fell into silence.
After thinking for a moment, Roa knew what she was worried about and said to her, "Of course, I'll help you bring your old man over. I'll give you the opportunity to visit your father every week. After all, I'm not some kind of demon who wouldn't even allow that much."
Hearing this, Elena nodded.
She bowed deeply to Roa again. The fact that even that white-haired little hooligan could have such manners made Roa quite emotional.
After cleaning up the surrounding corpses, he directly used a fireball to destroy the evidence.
As for whether someone would notice such obvious actions at night, as long as the fire didn't burn down their homes, no one would be willing to stand up and say anything.
Did anyone not know about the commotion just now? They were all just pretending not to know.
After watching Elena return to her home, Roa also planned to go home and sleep.
The next day, Roa sent someone to bring the old man to the mansion. He then personally explained the situation to Philip. After pondering for a moment, Philip said to the somewhat elderly man in front of him, "With your health, it's impossible for you to become a servant in our family. However, since it's Roa's request, then I'll allow you to live in this town. Of course, although it's a bit remote, the house might be a bit small, but it's more than enough for you alone."
Philip could have promised higher conditions, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do so.
Roa had already told him before that there was no need to give too many favors, as that would not be good.
So this would be fine.
Roa gave the old man a smile, and the old man returned a grateful smile.
Of course, the old man didn't know Roa's true identity. He only said that he was a subordinate of that great person, with a status probably only slightly higher than Elena's. The old man had already learned everything about that night from his daughter.
When he first saw his daughter in such a miserable state, the old man was greatly startled. Fortunately, the injuries she suffered weren't too serious, and Elena's constitution had been good since she was a child, so she was back to full health after a few days of rest.