Kwakweakwakwakwa!

The monsters were descending the hillside.

The thick fog was long gone, and the cavalry could clearly see the hordes of monsters being pushed down like turbulent waves. The cavalry of the Knights of Dawn was filled with anxiety when they witnessed the overwhelming sight. Everyone was ready to charge at a moment’s notice, just like a tense string on the verge of snapping.

“Stand by! Wait! Not yet!” Edmund shouted. The cavalry knew it as well. If they launched a charge, they would exit the dry area the spirit of water had made for them. If they engaged the monsters on wet ground, their mobility would be reduced to almost nothing, and they would become food for the monsters. So, they waited and waited.

Kuwuuuuugh! Kweeeegh!

The cries and squeals of the monsters drew closer and closer, and their figures rapidly grew bigger as well. Behind them was a crimson stream of energy similar to the wings of a bat.

The expression of the cavalry brightened at once when they saw the crimson current.

“It’s His Majesty!”

“Ohhh!”

“I can see the sirs of Eland and the beowulfs as well!”

“It’s the twin-headed ogre! It’s...