Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace
Chapter 837- Knight Captain
The mission Theodore, Maybell and their group was given was to infiltrate the ranks of the enemy and report all about their action, strategies and hidden cards. If possible, destroy a few.
Since a large explosion noise erupted out, it was an indication that they had completed their mission.
"Now that the enemy has lost one of their trump cards, they won't sit still. The higher ups of their forces are sure to show their faces. Let's head there too, at that time we will have to join the battle"
Cynthia ordered and started heading inside with her group. Back on top of the wall, a miserable figure shot and rolled heavily against the ground while leaving a deep ditch behind. Only after the figure rolled for dozens of meters, did they finally come to a stop.
"Bastard!!"
After a couple of seconds, that figure which had implanted itself deep into the ground, came out with a furious roar. When the surrounding tainted knights saw who it was, their eyes immediately widened in surprise and disbelief.
That is because the figure whose entire hair was burned, skin scarred and clothes tattered and who made quite the sorry figure, was none other than Marshall Cavalier, the second most powerful figure who commanded the entirety of the second army.
At this moment, he looked extremely haggard and exhausted, as if he just suffered a grave damage.
What was going on? Why did the marshall look like that and who did this to him? Countless people had the same question. Needless to say, the current appearance of the Marshall was enough to shock all of the force of Blackthorn and falter their morals.
"Bastard, I will kill that lass" Cavalier cursed once again as powerful mana erupted out of his body. His form looked like he was just about to rush out and clash with the princess.
"Calm down, Cavalier. It is too soon for you to join the battle" The general appeared beside him with a flash and stopped him.
"Hold on for a little while, when the time comes you can naturally take your revenge. That said, it sure is a surprise that she was able to corner us this far. I guess her earlier challenge to us wasn't without reason. To think that she was able to play you like a fiddle, I guess she does possess some extraordinariness"
The general smirked. Even though everything seemed like it had gone wrong and their side was pushed on the backfoot, the smile on his face was yet to fade.
"Hmph, she only knows how to use crafty little schemes like this. In a head on battle between our armies, no matter how shrewd she is, she will still lose. Once we send our elites, this deadlock will quickly overturn. At that time, I will make that lass pay for everything"
In fact, they were quite familiar with a few of them as their reputation had once shaken the kingdom.
"No, we might be seeing things. That person only looks like that guy. He will never side with the enemy"...
"Are you guys all blind? Open your eyes wide. There is no way he is an impostor. That strength and skill with the sword, only one man in the kingdom possessed it"
The nobles fiercely discussed among themselves to the point where they even started cursing and shouting at each other. Clearly, from their behaviour it could be assumed that the scene in front of them was not natural.
They who looked at the greyish balch figures who appeared to have chaged the tide of the battle, numerous expressions flashed past their faces. Shocked, disbelief, anger, confusion, all kinds of emtoions appeared; neverhtless, the emotion that was the most prevalent on their faces was confusion.
Why would it not after all, the greyish black figures that appeared after that signal from the Marshall looked extremely familiar. In fact, quite a few of them belonged from the kingdom and had quite a reputation.
Among them, the one who stole their attention was naturally the figure that was the most eye catching of them all. Short curly hair the colour of chestnut, hazel eyes, sharp eyebrows and a perfectly carved facial contour.
The man looked like the very definition of what a knight should look like. His tall stature coupled with his lean and defined physique allowed him to perform all kinds of movements. The man who at this moment culling the soliders of their army was none other than the Knight Captain of the Royal Guards, the man whose legendary feats still rang out around the kingdom, Cyrus Skyler.
For a guy like that who was basically like the pillar of their faith and support, the person who they thought had died defending the capital, to turn towards the enemy's side. Naturally the observing nobles would be confused, engraged and in disbelief.
The nobles weren't the only ones who noticed Cyrus' appearance. Cynthia and her group who had reached the city gates, also noticed him.
"How can this be?" the former's eyes was widened in shock as she saw that familiar figure culling down the soldiers of their army and standing against them.
That figure whih had once given them a great amount of assurance and dependability when they were young, was now standing before them as an enemy. Even Cynthia who had encased her heart with layers of ice, couldn't help but be shaken when she saw the figure of Cyrus. Her eyes stared at the man for a couple of seconds before it turned towards her friend beside her.
If even she was like this after seeing him, then Alvara who was directly related to this man, would be unable to control her emotions. Just as she had thought, the moment Alvara saw Cyrus, her body stopped as if she had suddenly been frozen and her eyes which had been sharp and cold until now just like a blade, suddenly turned glossy.
Tears welled over at the corner of her eyes and before long, they slid down her smooth fair cheeks.
"Big Brother..." finally unable to hold down her emotions, her lips parted and she uttered those words that she yearned for.
Chapter 836: Knight Captain
The mission Theodore, Maybell and their group was given was to infiltrate the ranks of the enemy and report all about their action, strategies and hidden cards. If possible, destroy a few.
Since a large explosion noise erupted out, it was an indication that they had completed their mission.
"Now that the enemy has lost one of their trump cards, they won't sit still. The higher ups of their forces are sure to show their faces. Let's head there too, at that time we will have to join the battle"
Cynthia ordered and started heading inside with her group. Back on top of the wall, a miserable figure shot and rolled heavily against the ground while leaving a deep ditch behind. Only after the figure rolled for dozens of meters, did they finally come to a stop.
"Bastard!!"
After a couple of seconds, that figure which had implanted itself deep into the ground, came out with a furious roar. When the surrounding tainted knights saw who it was, their eyes immediately widened in surprise and disbelief.
That is because the figure whose entire hair was burned, skin scarred and clothes tattered and who made quite the sorry figure, was none other than Marshall Cavalier, the second most powerful figure who commanded the entirety of the second army.
At this moment, he looked extremely haggard and exhausted, as if he just suffered a grave damage.
What was going on? Why did the marshall look like that and who did this to him? Countless people had the same question. Needless to say, the current appearance of the Marshall was enough to shock all of the force of Blackthorn and falter their morals.
"Bastard, I will kill that lass" Cavalier cursed once again as powerful mana erupted out of his body. His form looked like he was just about to rush out and clash with the princess.
"Calm down, Cavalier. It is too soon for you to join the battle" The general appeared beside him with a flash and stopped him.
"Hold on for a little while, when the time comes you can naturally take your revenge. That said, it sure is a surprise that she was able to corner us this far. I guess her earlier challenge to us wasn't without reason. To think that she was able to play you like a fiddle, I guess she does possess some extraordinariness"
The general smirked. Even though everything seemed like it had gone wrong and their side was pushed on the backfoot, the smile on his face was yet to fade.
"Hmph, she only knows how to use crafty little schemes like this. In a head on battle between our armies, no matter how shrewd she is, she will still lose. Once we send our elites, this deadlock will quickly overturn. At that time, I will make that lass pay for everything"
In fact, they were quite familiar with a few of them as their reputation had once shaken the kingdom.
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"H-How... How can he of all people stand on the side of the enemy. This is impossible"..."No, we might be seeing things. That person only looks like that guy. He will never side with the enemy"...
"Are you guys all blind? Open your eyes wide. There is no way he is an impostor. That strength and skill with the sword, only one man in the kingdom possessed it"
The nobles fiercely discussed among themselves to the point where they even started cursing and shouting at each other. Clearly, from their behaviour it could be assumed that the scene in front of them was not natural.
Why would it not after all, the greyish black figures that appeared after that signal from the Marshall looked extremely familiar. In fact, quite a few of them belonged from the kingdom and had quite a reputation.
Among them, the one who stole their attention was naturally the figure that was the most eye catching of them all. Short curly hair the colour of chestnut, hazel eyes, sharp eyebrows and a perfectly carved facial contour.
The man looked like the very definition of what a knight should look like. His tall stature coupled with his lean and defined physique allowed him to perform all kinds of movements. The man who at this moment culling the soliders of their army was none other than the Knight Captain of the Royal Guards, the man whose legendary feats still rang out around the kingdom, Cyrus Skyler.
For a guy like that who was basically like the pillar of their faith and support, the person who they thought had died defending the capital, to turn towards the enemy's side. Naturally the observing nobles would be confused, engraged and in disbelief.
The nobles weren't the only ones who noticed Cyrus' appearance. Cynthia and her group who had reached the city gates, also noticed him.
"How can this be?" the former's eyes was widened in shock as she saw that familiar figure culling down the soldiers of their army and standing against them.
That figure whih had once given them a great amount of assurance and dependability when they were young, was now standing before them as an enemy. Even Cynthia who had encased her heart with layers of ice, couldn't help but be shaken when she saw the figure of Cyrus. Her eyes stared at the man for a couple of seconds before it turned towards her friend beside her.
If even she was like this after seeing him, then Alvara who was directly related to this man, would be unable to control her emotions. Just as she had thought, the moment Alvara saw Cyrus, her body stopped as if she had suddenly been frozen and her eyes which had been sharp and cold until now just like a blade, suddenly turned glossy.
Tears welled over at the corner of her eyes and before long, they slid down her smooth fair cheeks.
"Big Brother..." finally unable to hold down her emotions, her lips parted and she uttered those words that she yearned for.
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