บท 223: Unwilling

Leonel's mind went blank. Was he really going to die here?

He was unwilling. Even more unwilling than he felt when his bloodline shackles tried to force him to take a step back. He was continuously roaring in his heart. 

However, his body was really in no state to move. No matter how unwilling he was, there was a limit to what will could accomplish. 

'He's still alive?' Lamorak raised an eyebrow. 

He still didn't manage to kill Leonel after going all out like this?

Just when he wanted to swing again, though, a voice suddenly called out to stop him. 

"Hold on, Sir Lamorak. There's still some value in questioning this young man, don't you think?"

"Questioning him? For what, exactly?"