Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 627.2: Forces Combined (2)

How many times have I stood before her?

The black-haired man couldn’t remember the answer to this question anymore.

Ever since he learned her whereabouts, he had been constantly knocking on her door to request her help, but it always ended with him getting knocked out, other than his first encounter with her. It was no different this time.

“Hu… Hu… Hu…”

In a dimly-lit castle, the man gasped for air as he climbed up from a pile of rubble.

He glanced at the holy white armor he was wearing and saw that its light was starting to dim. This meant that he was reaching his limit.

Even so, he refused to give up. Brushing the rock fragments off himself, he struggled back onto his feet to face the lofty figure, who hadn’t moved a single step from the start to the end.

“…You still wish to continue this farce?” the black-haired, golden-eyed woman asked with a heavy voice.

“Mm,” the man replied affirmatively.

The woman was unsurprised by his answer, but this time around, she didn’t launch her attack right away. As she looked at the man struggling amidst the rubble, her icy-cold expression wavered for the first time. She let out a sigh and said, “I have said this many times. You can’t defeat me.”

“…”

“That’s the limit of what you Ackermanns can do. Give up.”

“…I’m surprised that you’d try to convince me to surrender.”

“It’s vexing to have to defeat the same opponent again and again,” the woman said as she slightly averted her gaze from the tottering man.

The man shook his head and said, “Defeat me? I don’t think you have done so yet. The first time we met, you told me not to appear before you again or else you’d make me suffer pain worse than death. You accomplished the latter, but not the former.”

Despite being barely propped up by a sword, the man looked at the woman with resolute eyes as he said with conviction, “I still stand before you. I haven’t lost yet.”

“…” Unlike before, the woman didn’t refute his words.

While she had spared his life solely because he was an Ackermann, she hadn’t gone easy on him at a

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