No matter how skilled a top-tier knight was, handling the combined assault of three warriors nearly as strong as him was impossible.
Especially when he had been caught off guard, his stance already crumbling under the unexpected assault.NoÌv(el)B\\jnn
Simon, coughing up blood, glared at Julien and muttered through clenched teeth.
âCowards... Three against one... how disgraceful...â
For someone who had just attempted a sneak attack, his bitterness was almost laughable. Yet, he still looked resentful as blood dribbled from his lips.
With a heavy thud, Simon collapsed.
The mercenaries knew exactly who he was. He was the strongest knight in the regionâat least, that was his reputation.
But that would be all. They had no compelling reason to sacrifice themselves in a doomed battle.
Sensing their hesitation, Julien turned to them and spoke again.
âDrop your swords and surrender. Count Crest is not a lord worth your loyalty. If you throw your lives away here, youâll only be ridiculed.â
The knights exchanged glances before, one by one, they let their swords fall to the ground and lowered their heads.
They knew he was right. Just because Count Crest held a high status didnât mean dying for him would bring them honor.
As the last of the Royal Guard surrendered, Count Crest let out a furious scream.
âYou worthless scum! You betray me now?! After all the luxury and favor Iâve given you?!â
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