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Sacred Knight – Part 24

“Lord Siegfried!”

The bloodied face that had just been in front of him suddenly turned into Francisca’s tear-streaked one.

Looking around the top of the dragon’s head, he asked, “Where’s the blacksmith?”

“I pushed him off. But that doesn’t matter now. You’re badly hurt!”

He glanced down at himself. The hilt of a katana jutted from his left chest. That explained it.

I see.

“I’m going to die,” Siegfried stated plainly, like he was talking about the weather.

Francisca’s breath seized in her throat. Her face froze in shock.

“N-No.”

“At the very least, I won’t last long. This wasn’t part of the plan.”

Born from a demon and a human, Siegfried’s body matured far faster than a human’s and burned out just as quickly. He’d always known his time was short. And thanks to the blacksmith, it got even shorter.

His body would start collapsing soon. There was