At this moment inside the bar….
The sound of howling winds could still be heard from within.
The small grey tornado was like a ferocious beast, tearing through everything that was swept towards it.
No matter what material it was made of, no matter how big or thick it was, it would be torn apart the moment it touched the wind wall.
Everything in the room had been destroyed by the tornado at this point.
However, the tornado did not seem satisfied.
After destroying the objects, the tornado seemed to want to destroy the very air itself.
As the tornado spun at high speed, the surrounding air was gradually sucked away.
Gradually, breathing became difficult.
This was especially true for those people near the entrance of the bar, as the feeling of suffocation they felt was the strongest.
There were even a few people who fainted from lack of oxygen.
When the other people saw this, they finally consciously stepped back one after another, away from the door.
The guards and knights finally heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the people slowly retreating. They shook their slightly sore hands and moved their slightly stiff bodies.
Then, a few knights who knew medical magic started to treat the people who fainted due to lack of oxygen.
However, within less than one minute of treatment, the Medical Knights also began to suffer from oxygen deficiency.
Their heads felt heavy and bodies weak. They started to sway around. There were even a few times when they almost fell onto the patients they were supposed to treat.
The situation outside the tornado was that serious.
However, the situation inside the tornado did not change much.
They saw the Paladin, Laite·Bellman, standing upright on the ground in the middle of the tornado.
He placed his hands on the hilt of the sword, which was already deeply embedded into the ground, even as he gazed calmly at the gray tornado.
Logically speaking, most of the air outside the tornado had been sucked out. The interior should have been completely sucked out, forming a vacuum.
However, Laite·Bellman did not look like he was feeling uncomfortable at all.
For example, those symptoms such as dizziness, fatigue, and disorientated eyes did not appear on his face.
Laite·Bellman maintained his expression akin to a dead fish staring straight into the tornado.
Inside the tornado, only his large cloak continued to move in the wind.
The large cloak was blown by the strong winds, releasing continuous flapping sounds.
However, the rest of his body or clothes were not affected.
One had to say that his cloak was really tough.
Outside the wind wall, some objects were torn apart by the wind before they could even make contact with the wind wall.
However, even though the cloak was flapping wildly in the wind, there were no tears on its surface.
They were inside a tornado, not outside. One could imagine how tough the cloak was.
Inside the gray tornado, Paladin Laite·Bellman seemed to be taking a stand. He retracted a hand that was placed on the handle of his sword and covered his mouth. He yawned deeply and closed his eyes.
"Yaaaaawwwnnnn~"
After a yawn, Laite·Bellman slowly opened his eyes. He looked sleepy.
"Your attack is quite interesting!"
"However, it can't be cultivated to perfection."
"This wind wall looks invincible, but it is actually extremely weak."
Laite·Bellman glanced casually at the wind wall around him lazily, as he muttered to himself.
"Wait until you break this wind wall before speaking!"
From the rapidly spinning tornado came the howl of the alpha.
Laite·Bellman remained unmoved by the provocative words of the werewolf leader. He only felt that it was about time to end this battle that he had no interest in.
This was so that he could go back earlier to remove his armor and read his books, as well as finish that show he had been watching halfway before he was summoned as reinforcement.
That was serious business for Laite·Bellman, not this farce.
Then, a deafening explosion came from inside the tornado.
As the sound of the explosion gradually dissipated, the rapidly spinning gray tornado seemed to gradually slow down.
Slowly, slowly, until it stopped completely.
Although the wind had stopped, the dust in the air still spun a few times due to inertia before stopping completely.
However, the alpha wolf was nowhere to be seen when the dust storm had completely subsided.
"Where did the werewolf leader go?"
On the street outside the door, some passers-by with good eyesight looked at the situation inside the house from afar and speculated in their hearts.
Just as these passers-by were making wild guesses, the sound of something falling to the ground came from inside the house.
Bang!
Bang!
Pieces of brick fell from the top and landed on the ground.
When the group followed the gaze of Laite, they saw that the werewolf leader was stuck deep in the ceiling, blood spurting from his mouth from time to time.
"???"
"What happened?"
"How did that werewolf get to the ceiling in an instant?"
"And it's even stuck on the ceiling?"
The spectators that followed Laite·Bellman to look up, saw the werewolf leader who had disappeared from the ground.
Seeing him stuck in the ceiling and vomiting blood, the passers-by started discussing again.
Just as the passers-by were looking at each other and discussing amongst themselves, another loud noise came from inside the house.
Bang!
It turned out that the werewolf leader had escaped from the ceiling due to gravity and fell heavily to the ground.
The werewolf leader's face was facing down, making an intimate contact with the ground.
Due to the impact caused when he dropped down, a deep pit was formed on the ground.
The surroundings of the pit were covered in dust.
"How did that wolf get stuck in the ceiling?"
"Was it Sir Laite's attack?"
"I don't know, either. All I heard was a big explosion, and then… then nothing."
More voices sounded from outside the door again.
They did not know what was going on with the explosion, nor did they know what was happening inside the house.
Besides Paladin Laite·Bellman himself, only one other person knew what had exactly happened.
That was the injured teenager who was hiding behind the door and watching the entire process, Harlen.
Harlen watched with his vampiric eyes the entire time Laite·Bellman fought the alpha.
Those lightning-fast moments in the eyes of ordinary humans were like slow-motion in Harlen's eyes.
Furthermore, Harlen could clearly see the situation inside through the gray tornado, which was inaccessible to normal creatures.
Even when he was at his peak during his days as a Paladin, he could not do it.
These superhuman abilities were all a result of the Vampire Queen's blood in his body.