The afternoon sun shone down, casting a sacred halo around Colin.
Knight Conley was taken aback by the aura of this young Holy Knight. It took him a while to recover, and he hastily bowed, despite his teeth gritting question:
"Count Angler, forgive my offence, but Dragon City always forbids the entry of private armies of the local Lords. Therefore, I would urge you to withdraw the Blood Knight Army as soon as possible."
Colin responded with a faint smile,
"If I withdrew the Blood Knight Army, who then, will guard the safety of Dragon City?"
"Of course, The Imperial Guard!"
"The Imperial Guard?" Colin sneered unabashedly, "Weren't you present in last night's battle? What was the performance of The Imperial Guard? A mere four to five hundred orcs almost broke through the West City Gate. On top of that, even Knight Pamela, their commander, was killed!
"How do such actions convince me of your ability to protect Dragon City?"
