Defying the Fate of Beheading

William rarely took the initiative to jest.

Louis laughed heartily: "And you, my friend, are the true hero."

He glanced at the sword in his hand, which had reached its limits, and reached into his dimensional bag to pull out the sword prepared for him by his wife.

"He's not dead yet."

"I know, Your Highness," William said calmly, "Would Your Highness allow me to handle him?"

"Hmm?" Louis asked in confusion.

William murmured, "Rogen Shaw, used to be a member of the Dark Crow Guard, retired a few years ago due to some issues, but still a brother from other battalions."

Louis understood.

No wonder.

Even at Saint Louis Academy, paragons were not that common.

Especially a paragon capable of using 'Time Stop.'

If he were a mage, it would be understandable, as that profession leans more towards academic talent.

But how could a top-tier swordsman develop such a sharp and prominent heart in the academy?

Even Imperial Sword Saint Kulin only went to the academy to nurture the young generation after enduring multiple bloody battles, preparing for retirement.

No wonder an academy mentor could gain Alice's recognition as such a killer.

Louis was completely unaware that, in the eyes of others, he was also considered a part of such killer ranks.

At this time, Alice and Grace also arrived at Louis's side.

Everyone watched the twisted figure of Rogen, who was suddenly attacked by William, falling silent for a moment.

Finally, it was the little swan who spoke first.

She curiously glanced at William, then said to Louis:

"What kind of mesmerizing potion did you give him?"

"Huh?"

"He's regained all the power of the Iron Guard," the little swan said, "An Iron Guard with allegiance to his lord and one without allegiance are two entirely different concepts."

Louis asked with doubt, "What's the difference?"

"The difference is huge... Well, I actually don't know."

The little swan said softly, "I just heard Sister Wang say that an Iron Guard, after pledging allegiance to his lord, will reclaim his shield."

"An Iron Guard in this state is the true killing weapon."

"Not many active Iron Guards are left now."

As they whispered among themselves, a terrifying aura suddenly surged into the sky.

It seemed as if it was spurred by something.

Amidst a surge of writhing blood light, Rogen, whose body was shattered, struggled to stand up, his twisted limbs reassembling with the blood light.

He let out heavy breaths and suddenly thrust his hand into his own chest in front of him.

Amidst cries of agony, he pulled out a longsword that seemed alive.

The longsword emanated a sinister, bone-like color, its towering presence sending a chill down Louis's spine.

Without a doubt, this was a demonic sword.

A demonic sword far more dangerous than any weapon Louis had ever encountered before.

"Damn, where did he get the Rogen Spinal Sword from?"

Louis turned to William and asked, "Are you sure you can take on this guy?"

William puffed out his chest confidently and said:

"Of course... I can't beat him, at most ensure your safety."

Louis/Olivia/Alice/Grace: ???

Louis said with a twitching mouth:

"Then why did you say you'd handle it yourself."

William sighed and said:

"Solving it doesn't necessarily require fighting!"

"Huh?"

William stayed silent for a moment, then suddenly swung his sword towards Alice in the distance.

Because it was too unexpected, Alice had no time to react, only able to watch as William's sharp longsword approached her.

In the astonished "betrayed" gaze of everyone.

Clang!

A dull iron clashing sound rang out.

A sword intercepted William's attack.

Alice, stunned, looked at the white bone longsword that stood in front of her.

"Master Rogen..."

Her eyes flickered for a moment, then she angrily looked at William.

William offered no explanation and launched an attack on Grace.

The next moment.

Another familiar clang from the iron clashing sound echoed.

Rogen once again blocked William's sword.

The little swan's originally slow brain began to process.

"He... doesn't seem to have the intention to attack us?"

William remained silent and launched another probing attack towards Olivia.

This time, Rogen, initially just blocking, swung a furious sword at William.

Louis was in a daze.

He couldn't quite understand what was happening anymore.

"What's with this guy, looking murderous when he was chasing us, but showing restraint in actual combat?"

William slightly sidestepped.

Suddenly.

Rogen swung a sword at Louis.

Louis's hunting instincts were frantically warning him, but the fact that Olivia and the others were unharmed made him doubt if his senses were mistaken.

In the next moment, as Rogen was about to reach Louis, a red light burst forth from his hand.

The white bone longsword brimmed with a murderous aura.

At that moment, Rogen seemed to transform into a wave of death, pushing the crimson blade fiercely towards Louis.

William seemed to have anticipated this and unhesitatingly drove his shield up with all his might.

In an instant, the roar echoed once more.

With some difficulty, William deflected the attack aside.

The little swan then understood, nudging Louis speechlessly:

"See, his target is definitely you."

William looked at that figure, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

"Stop it, Mr. Rogen, you don't need to fight anymore."

The sword suddenly stopped.

Rogen's cloudy eyes seemed to clear up a bit.