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"Clang!"
The sword's blade suddenly twisted, and a deafening sound erupted on the deer's left side. The deer immediately covered its left ear, displaying a look of pain.
Clearly, Garen had blocked an attack aimed at the deer! The deer slowly turned its head, only to see a sharp Silver Longsword hovering just two centimeters in front of it. However, thanks to the Stormblade's obstruction, the Silver Longsword could not advance an inch.
"What is this..." The deer suddenly froze. It was not unfamiliar with the Silver Longsword; after all, it was the weapon of its friend! The combination of the Deer Lion Dog and the three Holy War techniques was quite famous even in the imperial capital, so the deer would definitely not mistake it!
Someone was attacking it with its dear friend's weapon! Anger surged through the deer as it whipped around to look, only to find its expression stiffen in shock.
"Actually, dying without knowing anything is the best way," Inu slowly retracted his longsword, shaking his head with a hint of regret.
The deer seemed lost in thought, standing frozen in place.
"Nice to see you again, Sir Garen!" Inu smiled with gentlemanly charm, just as he had back in Blackstone Town. "To be honest, I didn't expect you to survive back then, let alone that our next meeting would be here."
Garen frowned; even he hadn't anticipated that Inu would attack the deer so ruthlessly. If it weren't for Garen's timely reaction, the deer might have already met a tragic end.
Looking at this gentle-faced man, Garen suddenly felt he couldn't understand him anymore. He seemed to still be that intelligent and wise person who had helped build the lighthouse, but there was something subtly different about him—something hard to articulate yet undeniably present.
Inu pointed at the Stormblade. "Are you still wary of me? With you here, I wouldn't dare act recklessly."
Given Garen's current strength, even Tifet couldn't see through him anymore, let alone Inu. It was clear that Inu had noticed Garen had reached Third Tier; he raised his hands to indicate he wouldn't make any sudden moves.
Garen stared at Inu and slowly retracted his Greatsword. But at that moment, as the blade began to lower, it suddenly shot upright and lunged toward Inu's chest with a swift "whoosh!"
Inu's eyes widened in shock; he hadn't expected Garen to react so quickly. He had no choice but to retract the dagger that had silently crept toward the deer's neck and then launched himself backward!
Suddenly, Garen's speed surged. With a clang, the dog’s dagger and long sword crossed to block Stormblade, but he was still knocked back by the tremendous force, ultimately landing with a splash more than ten meters away.
"What happened?" Garen approached.
Given the current situation, Garen shouldn't have gotten involved in this trouble. However, both the deer and the dog had helped him before, and over time, they had developed some camaraderie.
"To be frank, this is not something you can manage," the dog said as he got up from the ground. He pointed to the sky above Ahn'Qiraj. "You must have heard about the Arcane Crystal. Hmph, but this thing is far from what you imagine; its emergence is no coincidence..."
"What do you mean?" Garen looked up, seeing that the thick dark clouds still enveloped Ahn'Qiraj, with thunder rumbling and sunlight struggling to penetrate.
"The world is being punished, and this world punishes those who never change." The dog fell silent for a moment before sheathing his Silver Longsword.
It was clear he had given up.
With Garen here, it would be difficult for him to harm anyone, let alone kill. Moreover, the deer was a battle mage; while the dog was confident he could take her down in a surprise attack, it didn't mean he could easily win in a direct confrontation.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you planning to go to the Arcane Crystal?" The dog looked at Garen.
Garen nodded.
"I can tell you probably won't listen to me, but I must warn you: it's best not to go there." The dog hesitated as if wanting to say more but felt that this was enough.
However, Garen showed no intention of pressing further. "Well, you guessed correctly."
"Alright then..." At this point, there was no need to continue; after all, the dog was merely offering a warning and wouldn't forcibly stop Garen. But before he could finish his thought, the deer charged in from a distance.
With a loud bang!
The dog was focused on keeping an eye on Garen and did not expect the deer to suddenly charge at him. In an instant, he was knocked away. Before he could get back on his feet, the deer lunged at him again.
The dog's gaze sharpened slightly as his left hand swiftly moved to the hilt of his sword, only to inexplicably halt.
"Why?" The deer pressed both hands firmly on the dog's shoulders, his voice low and growling like a beast. In that moment, it was hard to associate him with the gentle and refined image he usually portrayed.
"Did you guess?" The dog knew what the deer was referring to. "Being too clever isn't always a good thing." He gestured to himself, adding, "Of course, this applies to me as well."
"Why!" The deer's voice rose a few notches, his eyes fixed intently on the dog.
Not far away, Garen did not step in to intervene. Earlier, he had acted to prevent the deer from being killed by his friend under unclear circumstances. But now, they were engaged in a fair conversation, and if the dog intended to strike, grasping the sword hilt had been an excellent opportunity.
Watching the scene unfold, Garen gradually began to piece things together.
If the dog could act with lethal intent towards the deer, then what about others?
...
"Because he’s too foolish," the dog said, looking directly at the deer. "But often it’s these kinds of people who can surprise many when they finally become smart."
"Why... why..." The deer's eyes were filled with confusion as he muttered those words.
"The same situation appears different depending on your perspective. When you’re foolish, you see one landscape; when you become wise, it’s another picture altogether." The dog offered a sincere smile and sighed. "I’m helping him. Not everyone can bear that second picture."
"Ha!" The deer suddenly threw a punch. In that instant, the dog broke free from his left arm and deftly blocked the deer's fist with a sharp sound.
His expression remained calm. "Do you remember Lady Merlyn?"
The deer's right hand was poised to strike but froze in place.
"She saw that second picture, and what happened? She went mad. She was locked away in that place, living a life more painful than death." The dog's gaze turned sympathetic. "If you continue down this path, you will inevitably become like her. So why not let me, who once was your friend, guide you through this final journey?"
"This is your reason..." Deer looked at Dog in disbelief, suddenly feeling that the person before him had become so unfamiliar.
Despite Dog's words, Deer didn't understand much of what was said.
But if it were the Dog from before, he would never have disappeared without a word, he would never have laid a hand on him...
He would never...
Dog revealed his white teeth in a smile and said, "So, I killed Lion."
Before Deer could regain his senses, Dog swiftly pulled away and began to back off slowly.
Seeing Deer’s bewildered expression, Dog once again placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, but ultimately did not draw it.
He looked up at Garen, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"We will meet again soon."
"Soon."
With that, Dog turned and left.
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