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But that's not right; the way those Dwarves are fighting clearly shows they aren't prepared at all.

"It's a trap. Of course, most of the Dwarves aren't aware of it. No choice, you came too fast, and the preparations aren't fully complete." Kana said with a slight regret.

He couldn't determine when the demon in front of him might suddenly attack. The only thing he could be certain of was that it would happen at night and wouldn't keep them waiting long.

Of course, the longer the time, the more complete the preparations could be.

For example, this ritual could only be limited to here.

If they waited for another two days, Kana and the others might have been able to cover the entire Gray Furnace Castle with the ritual, making the affected dwarves muddle along from the start.

It would undoubtedly reduce the casualties significantly.

Given two more days, the Master of Brewing could ensure the beer was distributed everywhere and Getai and others could be prepared.

But there's no way; nothing can always go as planned, especially when Kana indeed can't control the enemy's movements.

Now, things have already deviated from the original plot.

This level of casualty is entirely acceptable.

Lurik, catching his breath, sat half on the ground.

He had just been fighting with himself and battling the enemy, which exhausted much of his energy and physical strength.

He looked at the scene in the Magic Duel Arena ahead.

Observing the surrounding situation.

"Kana... is really impressive. Did he foresee all this?"

Facing his question, Alyris nodded beside him, "His Highness had been preparing since the first day he arrived."

"Ah, indeed. Did he withdraw that comment back then to avoid provoking us?"

"Yes."

Lurik smiled bitterly but felt very fortunate.

At least Kana arrived early; at least Kana made preparations before the crisis.

Getai had already rushed over, ready to help the Castle Lord up.

However, the Castle Lord refused: "Stay away from me. This array hasn't made me feel any better; coming closer will make it uncontrollable for me."

As the strongest Gray Mountain Dwarf, his body contained the most Golden Blood, but correspondingly, the most Demon's Blood as well.

He was, without a doubt, among the most combative of the dwarves.

Coupled with the demon's enforced influence on him, his status was incredibly unfavorable, clearly feeling the Demon's Blood within wanting to burst forth.

Once he lets go, it's not just a simple reckless fight.

It was very likely he would transform into a demon in an instant.

He couldn't allow the Golden Blood to be tainted.

"Getai, pick up that weapon and cut off my head." He ordered through gritted teeth.

This command immediately made Getai freeze on the spot.

At this moment, the Master of Brewing walked over, holding a goblet.

"Vera, leave!"

"Sergio, drink it." The Master of Brewing ignored him and tossed the goblet over.

The liquid inside didn't spill a drop, and Sergio chose to trust him, grabbing the goblet and drinking it down hard.

After drinking, he exhaled a breath.

But the crimson in his eyes only dimmed slightly, without showing any sign of retreat.

"No, it's only a temporary relief."

"That's enough, look at that warrior."

Upon hearing this, Sergio could finally let go of his spirit at that moment, turning his attention elsewhere.

Only then did he realize the demon was standing opposed to Kana at some point, surrounded by a cage formed by the winds of magic power.

"What does he intend to do?"

"Doing what the Night Watcher should do, slay the demon, purge the intruders," Getai said beside him.

Sergio frowned, "He's not the demon's opponent."

The Master of Brewing didn't refute this statement; he admired Kana's courage, but by his sight, he could clearly see Kana indeed was not a match for the demon.

There was a fundamental gap between the two.

At some point, Lurik had come beside the two of them.

"Believe in him, he will bring you an unspeakable surprise."

"Moreover, those of us able to oppose that demon cannot fight it.

Others are even less likely; only Kana can.

This is a choice without a choice."

Sergio sat back on the ground, managing the boiling Demon's Blood within, looking around.

"A Night Watcher, Kana... truly impressive."

He could clearly see, he could understand, although the Dwarves had long been prepared, long had the resolve to slay the demon.

But once the demon attacked, the Demon's Blood within them immediately became the spark for their helpless resistance.

This was something they had not anticipated from the beginning.

Not to mention opposing the demon, they were even about to incline towards becoming a part of the demon themselves.

Were it not for the Night Watcher, weren't it for Kana.

"An impressive young man," the Master of Brewing said.

Whether it was the brewing recipe that could clear the influence, or this series of preparations.

One must know these preparations, even they didn't quite understand, only knowing that these past days, the Night Watchers were consistently busy in Gray Furnace Castle.

Out of trust in them, the Three-Man Council didn't obstruct in any way, as it seemed the Night Watchers hadn't done anything out of line indeed.

It turned out everything was preparing for saving them.

"Have you understood? Are you ready to accept your inevitable death?" Kana asked, looking at the demon opposite him.

The demon's emotions were exceptionally manic.

"You have actually, you have actually imprisoned my soul here!"

"Come on, let's wager with our souls, what's wrong? Having no retreat makes you unable to fight?"

Kana laughed heartily, looking at the demon opposite.

"What?!" Lurik could clearly hear the conversation between the two.

"What's the matter?" The people around didn't understand.

After all, at this moment, besides watching, they couldn't influence the two parties engaged in the ceremony.

"Didn't you hear what he said? His soul is imprisoned within his body?!

This means, the demon can be truly slain!"