The Chosen of Helment

Chapter 40

I have not finished pronouncing the last word and I attack him with great ferocity.

The memory of the person who, since I came to this place, extended his hand to me without knowing me at all, and although it was only a short time that we met, I considered him a great friend of mine.

I can already practically smell the smell of his blood in my mind about to split his head in half, when I realize I am cutting off the air.

I am completely confused for a second, until Elizabeth surprises me by snatching my gun from my hands and tells me very scared. "Iran, he is not our enemy."

I answer her trying to retrieve my sword to no avail, because she teleports out of reach of my hands. "How dare you say such a thing ?! He is a demon, just like the one who murdered Alfred and used his body as a pu