The Saintess's mouth twitched, and her fists clenched with anger.
Priest Field gave a wry smile, "This time we truly underestimated them, I didn't expect that in a hundred years, the Blood Clan could develop to this extent."
The Knight patted his chest, "Priest, let's break out! With us here, we will surely protect you and the Saintess."
Field shook his head, "There's no need for that, signal everyone to break out together, no need to worry about me and the Saintess. If it is the Lord's will that the Saintess and I appear here together, then we shall comply."
The Saintess said, "Indeed, I, Emily, may be killed but not humiliated."
The Knight's expression turned resolute, "Alright, I'll go down and prepare now."
Outside the tent, more than three hundred Knights blew the call to action as they mounted their horses.
The Saintess and the Priest took down their tent and similarly mounted their steeds.
Their large party surged down toward the base of the mountain.
