North Kingdom
Blanche placed the white cloth back on the mirror. Walking back to the courtroom, she bumped into the second Holy Knight.
"If we could find a High-Saint ranked half-blood, we can make her come back in an instant."
The Empress looked at the knight. She noticed the sweat on his forehead and his unsteady eyes. If she were a soldier, she might also be nervous facing a war where one soldier equals to six from the opponent. If they had more Holy Knights, there could be a chance for them to win somehow. But only seven were left, and the one they look up to is nowhere yet to be found.
"I know where to find one. But we are still uncertain whether she is willing to fight for us or not. It's for her to decide." She looked straight at the opening doors. All of the soldiers that she passes by bow down to her even more lowly since she was just near the height of their shoulders.
