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Chapter 53 The Third Star and Wind Blade Technique

"Maya!" Li Ang exclaimed, casting several gusts of wind spells at the stone golem in an attempt to attract its attention. However, the stone golem only swayed slightly and continued to walk with heavy steps toward the petite knight who had temporarily lost her ability to move.

The stone golem raised a huge hand, with an aura of crushing everything, and slammed it down on Sandramea, who was leaning against the tree trunk and unable to move.

A flicker of despair crossed Sandramea’s eyes as she struggled to raise her shield in a final act of resistance.

Li Ang's eyes were bloodshot with rage. His intense anxiety and protective instincts overwhelmed his reason. All his insights into the [Wind Blade Technique]—the energy flow, compression methods, and shaping techniques he had felt while copying it—became clearer than ever before.

He followed his instincts and raised his wand. The two blue stars in his mental world trembled violently and burst forth with unprecedented light.

The magic that was floating in the surrounding air surged wildly into his mental world, and the third star instantly condensed under this immense pressure and the vision of protecting his companions.

"Wind Blade!" Li Ang roared hoarsely, pouring his surging spiritual power into his wand without reservation.

A crescent-shaped, incredibly solid cyan-blue wind blade instantly tore through the air, slashing out at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

With a "whoosh," the wind blade precisely struck the stone golem's arm joint as it crashed down. The hard stone shell was easily sliced ​​open like a hot knife through butter, sending stone fragments flying everywhere. The stone golem's forearm was instantly severed and crashed heavily to the ground.

The stone golem, severely wounded, let out a mournful roar, abandoned its attack on the petite figure, and instead turned to charge at Li Ang.

The red light in its empty eye sockets intensified, clearly indicating that it was thoroughly enraged, and its other intact arm lashed out at Li Ang.

"Li Angqing, be careful!" Sandra Meya warned, enduring the excruciating pain.

Li Ang's eyes were cold as he felt the abundant spiritual power brought by the three stars in his spiritual world, far exceeding what he had experienced before, and the sense of control over the wind element as if it were his own arm.

He didn't dodge, but raised his wand again. This time, three stars lit up at the same time, and a massive amount of magic power, far exceeding the previous amount, was frantically compressed and poured in.

The Windhawk Wood Wand was enveloped in a bluish-green light, and even the tip of the wand emitted a slight hum.

A super-compressed wind blade, even more condensed than the previous one, shot out instantly.

The wind blade was incredibly fast; it had barely left the tip of the staff before it reached the stone golem's chest.

The stone golem seemed to sense the deadly threat and tried to raise its arm to block, but its speed was so slow in the face of this wind blade.

The azure wind blade sliced ​​through the stone golem's chest and core without any obstruction, then flew out from behind it and disappeared into the distant forest.

The stone golem's forward momentum abruptly froze, and an extremely thin, bright line appeared in the center of its body.

The next moment, the giant stone golem slowly split in two along the bright line, crashing to the ground with two muffled thuds before falling still.

A deathly silence fell over the depression.

Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. He didn't bother to rest and quickly ran to Sandramea's side.

"Your Highness, how are you?" He looked at Sandramea's blood-stained thighs and pale face, and quickly took out a [Basic Healing Potion] from his potion bag, uncorked it, and carefully held it to her lips.

Sandramea took the potion and drank it. A warm current quickly spread through her body, and the excruciating pain in her leg lessened considerably. The bleeding stopped quickly, and the wound began to heal slowly.

She looked at Li Ang, her emerald eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions: shock, gratitude, and a hint of...closeness?

"...Thank you so much, Li Angqing." Her voice was still weak. "You saved my life. Tell me, what reward do you want? Gold coins? Or magical items?"

As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out to touch the bulging money bag.

Li Ang quickly pressed her hand down, shook his head, and said sincerely:

"Your Highness, you are too kind. Protecting you is... well, it is my duty as your knight. The reward you received last time was already generous enough; I cannot accept any more."

He said this on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking: It's okay to repay a favor of one gold coin, but if I take more, what if she really drags me to beat up her father in the future? I won't be able to get rid of the hat of the chief knight of the rebels...

Sandramea glanced at his hand, which was pressed against the back of hers. Her face, which had been pale from blood loss, regained much of its color. She nodded and quietly withdrew her hand.

"...Hmm. I understand. I will remember your loyalty and merit." She tried to appear more dignified, but her weakness from blood loss made her look more like a little girl pretending to be strong.

"Your Highness, please sit down and rest for a while. I'll go collect the spores."

Leon let Sandramea rest against a tree, while he took out a knife and walked towards the walking mushrooms that had already been killed.

He cut open the cap, carefully scraped out the spores inside, and then put them into a specially made sealed bag.

Sandramea leaned against the rough tree trunk, the wound on her leg tingling and itching as the healing medicine worked.

As she watched Li Ang's focused figure collecting the materials, the tension and fear from the earlier battle gradually faded, but her calmed mind uncontrollably replayed the scenes from before.

In his desperation, he blurted out "Maya"... and the warmth he felt as he pressed his hand against the back of his hand...

Sandra Meyer's cheeks flushed bright red, like a ripe apple. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her burning cheeks, her heart inexplicably racing.

This rude human… he probably has no idea that among dwarves, especially among members of the royal family, simplifying names is an extremely intimate act that is only permitted among family members…

She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off these chaotic thoughts, but the heat on her face lingered.

"Your Highness, the spores have been collected."

Li Ang's voice interrupted her reverie. He had finished collecting the materials and walked over, holding several small bags filled with yellow powder.

Sandra Meya quickly composed herself, trying to maintain her usual haughty demeanor, but her slightly flushed cheeks and flickering eyes betrayed her inner turmoil.

She took the spore bag, stuffed it into her pocket without even glancing at it, and deliberately kept her voice steady:

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Li Angqing."

She tried to stand up on her own, but her leg injury hadn't fully healed, and she stumbled and almost fell.

Leon instinctively stepped forward and took her arm. Then he looked at Sandramea’s heavy silver armor and glanced at the huge warhammer and kite shield next to her.

I rationally swallowed back the words "Or I can carry you on my back," and instead said:

"Your Highness, your leg injury hasn't healed yet. Let me help you walk."