Morris tapped the table rhythmically with his right index finger. He seemed to be in deep thought. After a while, he raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet.
"Knight Mike's words do make sense, but if the sword of sanctions were to leave the Norman building, wouldn't that mean that we are afraid of the evil forces?"
Since there was no threat to his life for the time being, Morris began to talk about chivalry again."As Holy Knights, we can't just bow our heads like this! Moreover, we are currently recruiting trainee Knights to increase our strength. How can we just give up our base like this?"
Everyone was speechless. They looked at Morris with a strange expression. Did he really want to die?
The people sent by the new sanctuary were stronger and stronger each time. They had to rely on Ling-zero-eight, who was beside Mike, to survive two times.
