“Lord Marshal, where are We Going?”On a bumpy road, a handsome knight asked Rox curiously.
The young knight was very handsome, filled with the valiant aura that a knight should have. If one looked carefully, they would find that he looked somewhat familiar, similar to Joseph, the empire’s Sword of dawn. Tedamir was 70-80% similar.
He was the eldest son of Old Joseph, one of the leading figures of the younger generation of knights in the Empire: Galen. Tedamir.
As the successor of the Sword of Dawn, Galen was extremely famous among the younger generation, and his aptitude did not disappoint. He was only 30 years old, but he had already crossed the threshold of a Gold Knight, becoming a rare young general in history!
“To visit an old friend...”Rox smiled and pointed forward.
“An old friend?”Gallen was slightly stunned. He followed the other party’s finger and looked over. He saw a manor faintly in front of him in the fog. Not only did he think, “There are people living here?”?
