Kafney was well aware of what she was facing.
This knight clad in blood armor was none other than one of the three hundred valiant knights of the War God, the Red Knight—
...one of them.
Each of these "valiant knights" had fought to their death on the most ferocious battlefields. They were protected by the War God and, upon death, were given a physical body once more, becoming a walking embodiment of "war."
That was a more cultured way of putting it.
Simply put, they had become mercenaries under the War God.
The "valiant knights" were among the easiest emissaries of the True God to summon, with no equal.
As long as the ritual requirements of the Red Knight were met, they could be summoned to the present world... and the ritual of summoning the "valiant knights" had been spread far and wide by the missionaries of the Red Knight, so as to maintain the continuation of local wars in a peaceful environment.
"...Tsk."
Kafney pursed her lips, slightly annoyed.
