After quite some time, on a dirt road outside the walls of Novi Town, a passenger carriage sped along, kicking up a large cloud of dust.
"Catch them! For the Duke!"
A dozen or so kingdom guards clad in full steel armor were chasing swiftly behind the carriage on large horses. Despite having the advantage in speed, numbers, and equipment, none of the riders dared to take the lead and maintained a distance of over fifty meters from the carriage. Some even held small round shields with one hand, as if guarding against some unknown threat.
Inside the carriage ahead, a demon hunter with gray-white hair suddenly flashed a cruel smile at the corner of his lips. With a nimble movement, he slipped out from the carriage window and, in a blink, flipped onto the carriage's rooftop, lying flat with the muzzles of his dual pistols aiming at the pursuing riders.
"I've already wiped out so many, yet some fools still challenge death! Let me show you the true might of a Gun Sect demon hunter!"
