The Valande Knight turned his head to look.
He saw on his wife's warhorse "Glacier," the small figure she held in her arms, who wore the same armor as the Winged Cavalry.
It was a smaller size of course.
On the top of her war helmet was a tassel intertwining black and white, signifying her identity.
The current Count Cico.
The youngest daughter of the old Earl, the last heir of the Xikemeier Family.
She should not have been here!
Nor should she have joined this dangerous charge. This was no fearless charge of a grand battalion of 5,000 knights, they had but 500 men, 200 of whom were disabled.
No vanguard, no rearguard, and no flanks!
They were simply carrying out a "wrong case scenario" that should never occur in the Winged Cavalry textbook.
"Listen! Knights! I am both your Earl and your Commander! Just as the outstanding Cavalry will never abandon their warhorses, no Earl of the Xikemeier Family has ever been so cowardly as to not dare charge on the battlefield.
