At this time, the Faceless Assassin was standing behind him with his arms crossed near his chest.
"How can it be so fast ..." Afrizal Stylholic's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his eyes looked between William and Zero, his facial expression was very gloomy.
Regardless of who this sudden newcomer's identity was, the Faceless Assassin alone was already an inexorable existence. At this time, there was one more person, which made Afrizal Stylholic almost fall into a desperate situation.
"Young Master, I will hold them back, you run!" The old servant struggled to get up but was pushed back by Afrizal Stylholic
"No need, this is my last chance!"
Afrizal Stylholic took out a glowing green Broken Sword, looked at it with some difficulty, then took out a Rune from the Storage Ring and started
