ââŠYour Majesty adores the prince very much.â
âHmmm. Of course. He is my only son.â
The king, with an evasive cough, looked over at him and whispered quietly.
âSo, by the way⊠did you see it when you were arriving?â
âI saw it. It was noisy.â
âRight. I donât know where the rumors came from, but thanks to them, the publicâs opinion is very bad. So, by any chance, the princeâs innocence, in front of the citizensâŠâ
âI decline.â
I simply refused.
I knew it would end up like this.
Somehow it actually did.
I didnât listen to the end part, but the words coming next were obvious anyway. To do what? To guarantee the princeâs innocence in front of those madmen?
This is no less than asking me to climb the guillotine instead.
âLetâs go, guys.â
I motioned towards my teammates.
The three of them came to follow me slowly, examining the kingâs and other noblesâ reaction.
âHero, please stop.â
When I came out through the aristocratic crowd, the knights blocked my way as if they were just waiting for that.
Yeah, it was strange that there were armed knights in the banquet hall in the first place.
âI want to go out.â
âApologies. We canât oblige to your words.â
âI want to go out.â
âApologies.â
They repeated the same words like a machine.
When I was pondering what to do about this, Eri opened her mouth, probably feeling uncomfortable with the knightsâ attitude.
âWhy? Why are you stopping us from leaving?â
âOur kingâs order, my lady. We hope that you, as a daughter of the Duke of Oler will follow suit.â
âOrder? What type of order is this?â
Eri frowned deeply.
âEri, calm down. Iâll see to it.â
When things seemed to be getting worse in many ways, Neria tried to break through the knights who stood in their way.
The knights were pushed back without a hitch as she put strength into her arms and pushed them away.
Level 39, indeed.
The knights of the kingdom who were used to the peace times were no match for the lady who was tempered in dungeons.
âShe does it good.â
Just when I felt proud of seeing the knights being pushed away by a knight of mine. A towering man with a scar on one of his eyes stood in front of Neria.
ââŠCaptain of the Knights.â
The commander of the knight legion.
Seeing him, Neria faceâs hardened.
âItâs been a long time. I see, you have grown a lot.â
âPlease move away.â
âIâm sorry, but no, itâs an order.â
Neria had no intention of pushing the knight commander away like the rest.
The knight commander was her teacher.
Her hands wouldnât able to commit such an act on him.
âWhat are you guys doing? Clear out.â
The knights commander barked orders at the knights who were standing blankly. It was only then that the knights came to their senses and scrambled to pull Neria out. She resisted, but the strength she exerted was nowhere near her true strength.
Seeing this, Eriâs expression changed wildly.
âSo you all arenât going to stop this? You want to force us or what!?â
The jewel at the tip of Eriâs wand brightened.
The chanting must have been already completed in her mind.
She just had to aim and shoot.
Swing!
Seeing the glow of her staff, the knights drew out their swords.
The knight commander said in a low, thick voice.
âEri Oler, lower down your wand immediately. It is an order.â
âWhat if I donât?â
âAgain, this is an order. If you do not comply, it will be considered treason. As you know, treason is a felony among felonies. Punishment doesnât end with you alone. If you donât want to harm your family, surrender.â
âThese bastardsâŠâ
Eri sharpened her teeth.
And then she looked at me, asking my opinion on the matter. I, in turn, looked at Ophelia, she was secretly stretching out her hand towards the mace.
âOh my goshâŠâ
Iâm carrying walking explosives with me.
I took a deep breath.
âIt is the last warning. Lower down your wandâŠâ
âHalt.â
[Strength in Numbers]-!
* * *
The confrontation between Cloud and the knights had turned tense. The staff brightened with a piercing light, and the blades drawn by the knights glinted with sharpness.
It would not be strange for a fight to break out at any moment.
âIt is the last warning. Lower down your wandâŠâ
The commander of knights opened his mouth to warn in his characteristic gruff voice, whenâ
âHalt.â
A cold voice echoed.
[Strength in Numbers]-!
Along with âfearâ, the mana woven together scattered like mist.
Everyone present in the banquet hall froze and stiffened. The body, crushed by the psychological pressure, ceased movement all together.
No matter how much these knights were feared, they were ultimately but knights of one of the many kingdoms.
Cloud, who had been steadily leveling up, had long surpassed their level. The [Strength in Numbers], without any issue imposed âfearâ status on all of them.
Some of them could no longer even look directly at Cloud, they had to bow their heads.
Cloud turned to the King.
âYour Majesty. Since ancient times, a hero is the one who protects the weak from ferocious demons and evils. He holds a sword, not a brush, and it can be seen from actions instead of words. SoâŠâ
Donât make me use my sword.
Cloud spoke in an almost impassive tone, making the king swallow his saliva and barely nod his head.
Cloud confirmed his actions and turned around again to shake off the knights in front of him. They were pushed back more easily than when Neria pushed them away. When the knights were pushed away, the figure of the commander of knights was revealed again.
Cloud asked as he made eye contact with the stiff commander of knights.
âAre you sure you wonât hold resentment for something like this?â
ââŠYes.â
âGood luck.â
Cloud smiled and walked out of the palace with his stiff teammates.
* * *
âHero-sama. The Archbishop is waiting for you.â
âHuhâŠâ
I smirked.
As soon as we came out of the palace, a certain priest appeared, saying that the archbishop was waiting for me and asked me to follow in turn.
Normally, this would have been a minor issue, but with what I had just experienced, it felt very significant.
âI canât, I need some rest. Iâm tired too, we can do this later.â
So, I refused.
I ignored the priest and proceeded to find an inn. The priest then panicked, and came running, blocking my way.
Goodness, do I need to face this repertoire again?
I even turned to look at Ophelia, because the only option I saw to remove this priest out of my way was violence. Feeling my gaze on her, she smiled benevolently and approached the priest.
âBrother. The hero is feeling deeply tired from the arduous journey. I will tell the Archbishop abââ
âHero, please listen. This is an invitation from the Archbishop directly to you, the hero.â
âBrother?â
âNo matter what, you canât refuse so harshly, please.â
âBrother??â
The priest kept on begging me to accept the Archbishopâs invitation. He didnât care for shit what Ophelia was saying standing next to him.
âIs it okay to ignore the words of the saintess candidate so bluntly?â
Is it?
I looked at Ophelia for the answer.
Opheliaâs smile began to crack.
Doesnât matter how much understanding Ophelia is, it seems she canât stand the fact that her subordinate kept ignoring her own words.
Just when I was expecting to end this farce, the priest took a deep breath and looked around cautiously. After confirming that no one extra was there, he carefully pried open his mouth.
âYou must come. Hero, this matter is related to you, and important.â
âImportant, to me? And exactly what is that?â
âThe Archbishop wants to replace the candidacy of saintess.â
The priest said with a lot of weight in his tone.
The moment I heard those words, I was like, âWhy?â. When I was traveling alone, you were letting it happen quite fine, so why now?
Moreover, why now of all times?
No, is it even possible to change the candidacy of a saintess by an archbishop alone?