Farael… hadn't he already left the Island Prison, so why did he suddenly appear here?
Gareth, who had long since witnessed the Power of this strongest Great Knight from a hundred years ago, quickly recovered from his shock, while a huge question mark floated up in his mind.
The stab wound in his back still hurt like hell, but with a body tempered beyond human limits, he still managed to control his muscles well, forcibly closing the edges of the wound… as for his internal organs, there was nothing he could do for the moment, he could only endure it.
Both hands pressed on the hilt, he pushed himself up, then, enduring the kind of pain that turned his mind blank, he wrenched the sword out of the ground by sheer force.
"Last night, I really have to thank you for your hospitality… Mr. Farell."
The tip of his sword rose, pointing at Farael in front of him, but the blade also wavered unsteadily; Gareth's face was full of grim solemnity at this moment.
