Francis couldn't defeat the swordsman himself.
Thinking of this, Draculage felt extremely happy. He had been waiting for this day.
"So what? Master has told us not to worry about it."
Corsa looked calm, without any panic or fear.
Everything was under Francis's control and no mistake could be made.
Seeing Corsa like this, Draculage snorted and looked arrogant.
"Let's wait and see. I also want to see how capable Francis is and whether he can survive!"
Draculage knew how powerful the swordsmen were.
As for what Francis would do, it was not up to Draculage, but he just needed to wait for the result.
While the warriors on both sides were in a stalemate, the swordsman had already begun to take action.
After receiving the order, the swordsman went straight to Francis.
The whole corridor of the castle was quiet. Everything had been arranged.
After searching all the way, the swordsman finally found Francis's room.
Without hesitation, the swordsman broke in.