"As you wish!"
Marcus saluted solemnly, his eyes bright and spirited, "Knights need the baptism of blood and fire to complete their essential transformation. The time has come for the members of the Knight Squad to face their trial!"
Knights are born to fight!
This was Marcus's belief.
Now, he had convinced himself to lie low in Fresh Flower Town, waiting for the great battle to arise, to seize noble glory. But that didn't mean his ardor had cooled. Conquering Thorn Ridge was a fixed plan, and he had always been looking forward to it.
Liszt, too, had not been idle.
After bulking up his purse, he began stockpiling weapons. Now, he had accumulated a whole fifteen sets of knight's full body armor and weapons.
