"See, your loud mouth got us again"
Princess Sierra, instead of feeling regret, took her tongue out as she teased.
A warm smile appeared on Grith's face as he shook his head helplessly: "How can I not Love her when she is this cute?"
"Capture them!" A shout interrupted his thought as he turned his gaze towards the knights.
The knights took out their swords, approaching Grith cautiously. They were aware of Who Grith Ramdor was. A 8-star aura knight was no joke, however, they were ordered to stall him until the strongest knight of the kingdom appeared to save them.
Grith, however, had no desire to waste time. He had a marriage to do. Therefore, without waiting for the Knights, he unsheathe the blade, channeling his aura.
A thick golden aura enveloped his sword as he disappeared from his spot,
"Argh" A knight fell down as he held his neck which had been cut by Grith.
