“Someone… someone stop those knights!”

“What are our knights doing? Slay that knight leading at the front!”

Jerome’s extraordinary destructiveness attracted the attention of the Northern troops in an instant. Their knights hurriedly galloped in his direction to impede him.

“Reveal your identity!”

One knight bellowed as he valiantly thundered towards Jerome. Jerome replied proudly.

“I am Jerome Taker, Captain of the Knight’s Order of House Forrest!”

“Forrest? An impressive knight, for one serving some country bumpkin I’ve never even heard of. Now, how about you have a taste of my-”

“How dare the likes of you insult my lord?!”

Although Jerome had been abiding by the due formalities, he exploded with a roar and charged at his opponent the moment he insulted Milton.

“Hm?!”

The other knight was startled by Jerome’s whirlwind of vigor, but braced himself shortly thereafter and faced Jerome with his horse.

“Let’s see what you got!”

Though this knight was in his thirties, he had reached the mid-levels of an Expert. Someone of this caliber in the Lester Kingdom was apt to be called one of the best among the younger knights.

However…

“Know your place, fool!”

His opponent was simply too unfair.

KLANG!

The moment the two’s auras collided with each other, the deafening clashing of their...