Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World - Chapter 187：Intermediate Knight!

The idea of testing his swordsmanship against Amos surged up like a tidal wave, causing his heart to race and his excitement to grow.

What’s the big deal about being a fourth-level knight?

Back when he was a novice knight, he dared to shove a fireball spell into the mouth of a werewolf, playing an extreme game of risk and reward.

Now that he had advanced to an intermediate knight, there was no fear of Amos in his heart.

Ruth was going to the succubus clan, and he wanted to take care of Amos for her so that he wouldn’t cause trouble for her within the succubus clan.

With the decision made, Charlotte no longer hesitated. He walked quickly to the kitchen and emerged with a rolling pin in his hand.

Seeing that Amos downstairs had already selected a fireball spell incantation, took a few steps back in preparation to cast it, Charlotte immediately opened the window and jumped out.

Bang!

The sound of the window opening startled Amos below.

Just as he looked up, he saw a dark figure leaping out of the window and heading towards a nearby alley.

“You think you can escape?”

Amos, with his face hidden beneath a black cloak, revealed a cold smile. He put away the spell in his hand and chased after the alley.

Charlotte had been frequently wandering out at night recently, so he was already familiar with the surroundings.

Leading Amos through one alley after another, gradually moving away from Baka Street.

It seemed that Charlotte had some standing within the succubus clan.

Even if he killed Amos, he had to make sure it was clean, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Amos followed behind Charlotte, his face gradually growing dark beneath the cloak.

Charlotte seemed to be very familiar with this generation, always managing to enter another alley just as Amos was about to catch up, causing him to fail several times in trapping him.

However, the houses ahead gradually became sparse, seemingly reaching the southwest boundary of the abyss, with cliffs in the distance.

“Where do you think you can run!”.

Finally, on a dilapidated stone house ahead, Amos successfully blocked Charlotte’s path.

There were no residents around, only abandoned ruins and broken walls, giving off an extremely desolate feeling.

Amos tore off his cloak, his red eyes appearing somewhat eerie in the darkness as he coldly stared at Charlotte.

“Tell me, where is Leif?” Amos asked.

“Are you talking about the old man with a hunchback?” Charlotte smirked.

“Seems like he accidentally stabbed himself with his needle and died.”

“He was my servant for more than twenty years, and you killed him.” Amos’ complexion turned extremely dark, his eyes fixed on the half of a magic wand sticking out from behind Charlotte. He sneered, “It seems your magic source hasn’t been cut off, but rather hidden.”

“What are you talking about?” Charlotte began to appear somewhat flustered.

“Even if you’re a high-level mage, it doesn’t matter. Tonight, I will slowly torture you to death. You’ve chosen a good place for yourself. Here, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to interrupt us.”

Amos pushed off with his foot and started sprinting toward Charlotte. His fingertips had turned into dried-up black claws, and a muscular tail appeared behind him, its tip sharp as a spear.

At the same time, Charlotte also raised the rolling pin in his hand, standing in front of him, assuming the stance of a hidden incantation.

“The distance is too short, it’s useless! A mage who doesn’t even know how to create distance in a fight, truly a waste of a healer,” Amos sneered.

In just an instant, he appeared in front of Charlotte, reaching out his right hand towards his throat, while his tail coiled around his body like a nimble snake, intending to capture him alive.

Human magicians were useless once they were in close range.

Not to mention a healing mage, who was the least skilled in combat.

This guy’s brain was not functioning properly.

If he had stayed hidden in the clinic, the level-four magic barrier would have given him some trouble.

A healing mage who dared to come out and challenge him in the middle of the night, did he think Succubus only knew how to move their bodies on the bed?

Amos grinned; his mind was already filled with countless ways to torture Charlotte.

Because of this guy, he had lost face in front of the High Priest today and left a bad impression.

He couldn’t let go of this grudge; he didn’t want to return to the succubus clan like this.

Swoosh!

His hand passed through Charlotte’s body, grabbing nothing but air.

The illusion dissipated, and there was no sign of Charlotte, only a rolling pin dropped on the ground.

Amos’s pupils contracted.

Was it an illusion?

And the thing on the ground was just an ordinary wooden stick, not a magic wand at all?

A chilling sensation rose from behind him, and he instinctively activated a defensive magic protection spell.

Clang!

Charlotte appeared behind him, a sword piercing the magic barrier.

The magic barrier trembled violently and then shattered.

Charlotte was sent flying back three meters, his foot landing on the stone wall behind him before he barely stabilized himself.

“Intermediate Knight!”

Amos looked pale as he stared at Charlotte. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and even his hands were trembling.

If he hadn’t reacted quickly, Charlotte’s sneak attack would have killed him instantly.

He couldn’t believe that a healing mage whose magic source had been cut off had suddenly become an intermediate knight.

When he took out the magic wand earlier, it had already surprised him.

“Damn, he’s also a collector of spells.”

Charlotte calmly rotated his wrist, the fourth-level protection barrier spell causing him to lose his grip on the sword, nearly flying out of his hand.

His combat plan was seamless, but he underestimated the combat experience of a level-four succubus as well as the timely use of the protective barrier spell.

“Humans are indeed the most cunning race, but since your trickery didn’t work, get ready to face my fury.” Amos’s eyes suddenly emitted a red light, and then he opened his mouth.

Heh…heh…

The eerie sound of a ghost suddenly resounded, like the roaring of a terrifying monster from the abyss, piercing through people’s minds.

Charlotte’s forward momentum stopped one meter in front of Amos, and the phantom standing on the stone wall gradually dissipated.

He maintained the posture of attacking with a sword, his gaze becoming somewhat vacant and bewildered, as he fell into an illusion.

Behind Amos, the black tail thrust forward like a long spear, aiming directly at Charlotte’s heart.

Amos changed his mind. He decided to kill Charlotte swiftly and cleanly.

The previous sword strike had left him traumatized, and he didn’t dare to be overconfident anymore to avoid any mishaps.

The ghostly sound was his awakened innate ability. Although it was not as powerful as the mesmerizing charm eyes that could control others, it was an unstoppable form of sonic attack.

It was enough for him to kill his opponent several times within the opponent’s brief loss of focus.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

“Emergency! Emergency! Emergency!”

Charlotte felt his mind go blank.

All he can see is a vast expanse of white, completely unable to find his direction, even forgetting what he was doing. His head felt as if it had been struck hard, rendering him completely dazed.

Then, he heard the familiar sound of the system notification.