"White Knight, since you've come to my doorstep, I, as the host, naturally can't neglect to entertain you. First, accept my first gift."
Leo Ray raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.
...
"Hahaha, the opportunity to perform in front of the Crown Prince has finally come!"
Accompanied by the tidy footsteps, Count Koneil led his most elite troops, the heavy infantry, on the Magic Bridge, advancing aggressively.
"A humble Otherworlder, daring to challenge the authority of our Coldflame traditional nobles, is truly ignorant! Lately, I, the city lord, have killed quite a few of these guys who could only beg for mercy."
Koneil's sharp long handle axe flashed a cold light, and he thought to himself, "You lowly Otherworlder, or whatever Mr. Lane of the princess, let me, the city lord of the Giant Rock City, personally send you the funeral song of the end."
Just as Koneil, full of malice, was about to lead his troops and be the first to cross the bridge.
