“…..!”

The expressions of Campbell and the royal guards changed.

Kwaaaaah!

As soon as they saw the evil and bizarre waves of dark green, everyone could feel cold sweat drenching their backs. It felt as if the ominous energy would devour everything in the palace.

Their fear did not stem from their lack of courage. Rather, it was because the energy contained something that all humans, or any living thing, would instinctively shrink in front of. It was a force that loomed over every living being.

“Everyone, get it together!”

Someone’s voice pierced through the fear that grasped everyone’s hearts.

Paaaa!

 Today, Vincent stood not as the Raccoon Mask of Pendragon, but as a Knight of Pendragon. He was revealing his true abilities as a knight and imbuing his longsword with spirit.

“That is but a monster that feeds on fear!”

Shiing!

He stepped forward and raised his voice after a large swing of his sword.

“All humans die eventually. Death is not an object of fear, but a friend to be met someday. Life and death only rest with the will of god…”

Vincent courageously recited verses that were handed down in the Twilight Tower. Knights and soldiers of the Pendragon...