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"Your Highness, we have come to see you off on your final journey."
One of the black-clad men, who seemed to be the leader, said coldly, and then the group charged forward with their blades.
Even Yui could tell that more assassins had arrived, and they all appeared to be elite fighters, their numbers few.
Amidst the flashing blades, the Prince initially managed to fend them off with ease, but it seemed like no matter how many he took down, more kept coming.
Moreover, holding onto Yui, he was unable to fully utilize his martial skills and gradually began to feel overwhelmed, forced to retreat step by step under the pressure of the black-clad men.
"Swish—"
One of the black-clad men lunged with his sword, aiming for the Prince's arm. However, as he got closer, he shifted his target toward Yui. It was already impossible for the Prince to dodge.
In a moment of desperation, he wrapped his entire body around Yui, exposing his back completely.
"Ugh—"
Yui couldn't see what was happening clearly but heard the Prince's muffled groan of pain.
What should I do? What should I do?
If this continues, both of them will be buried here today.
Yui forced herself to close her eyes, trying to see if she could gather her strength. She tried again and again, but every time the energy would dissipate as soon as it formed.
Yui sensed that the Crown Prince was on the verge of collapsing, which made her even more anxious.
In a moment of desperation, Yui bit down hard on her finger, then pressed it against the raindrop on her forehead, murmuring an incantation. In an instant, a brilliant light erupted.
All the black-clad figures surrounding the Crown Prince fell one by one, their eyes wide open in confusion.
The object in his arms felt like a hot potato, and the Crown Prince instinctively let go, kneeling slightly while covering his wound, staring blankly at the blinding light spilling from the bundle.
It was blinding... he could barely open his eyes.
No matter how many black-clad figures approached, they were forced back and then fell to the ground. Before long, the ground was littered with lifeless bodies, a shocking sight.
The light gradually dimmed, and the blanket was torn apart. A small figure slowly became clear—
The Crown Prince couldn't quite describe what he felt; it was as if that uncontrollable heartbeat he had experienced years ago when he first saw Yui in the rain had returned.
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