With a grim expression, he arrived at the temporary knight assembly area, where the knights who were previously clamoring fell silent.
"Prepare for battle!" Looking somber, Nidesar's purple-bronze face had almost turned matte black. "Satisfied now?"
"There's no satisfaction or dissatisfaction in this. Aren't we all just following your command?" Jinhe Town's Archbishop laughed mockingly, arms crossed over his chest.
Nidesar wasn't swayed by the Archbishop's trash talk, but he firmly imprinted the old coot's face in his memory.
The arrow is already on the bowstring and must be released, even if he felt the battle would be tough or risky, he could only push through.
Nidesar wasn't unfamiliar with being forced into battles, but each encounter made eating crap seem pleasant by comparison.
Though unwilling, Nidesar began brief pre-battle troop deployment.
From Gale Castle, a total of 10,800 soldiers of the Ibe Knight Army were amassed.
