CH 816

Chapter 816! I'm going to kill this slick-tongued bastard

The group of knights was accepted, but they remained somewhat cautious.

After all, the relationship between Gran and Norma was not good. Despite the appearance of inclusiveness of Westwind Holy City, which was technically part of the territory of the Kingdom of Gran, they still had to be careful. They looked at the mining town ahead and hesitated whether to enter.

The Maya people who came with them were even more cautious. They had been enslaved by the Norma people for several years and had developed a serious distrust of the white people. They were reluctant to easily trust them again.

A warrior from the Gada tribe emerged from the jungle and waved to the refugees. The Maya people were surprised to see an eagle warrior in the mining town and then noticed a group of Maya people coming out of the town, waving at them from a distance.

These Maya people didn't look like they had been enslaved and tortured. They didn't have the appearance of being emaciated or malnourished, nor did they look miserable and poorly dressed. On the contrary, they were all wearing well-kept clothes and had a healthy complexion. This was not how slaves were supposed to look.

While this group of people hesitated and deliberated, a sentinel on the watchtower called out, "More enemies incoming, a large army!"

The knight paused for a moment and then shouted, "It's the Iron Horse Knights chasing after us. Not good, everyone, quickly take shelter in the town."

"But... it's our mess..."

"Don't worry, Westwind Holy City has faced attacks from all kinds of people and creatures many times before. We're used to it." Elsie pointed to the eager Big Loli by his side. "Besides, our Sword Saint here has been itching for a fight."

The knight was astonished. "This unreliable loli is actually a Sword Saint?"

Elsie whispered, "Don't be fooled by her appearance. Her full name is Russ Belmonde Dracula."

The knight suddenly understood. "The daughter of Mondra Belmonde Dracula, a princess!"

He had nothing more to say. There was actually a "princess" here, or well, he wasn't sure if she could still be considered a princess, but she was undoubtedly an important figure.

He waved his hand, instructing his subordinates to enter the town and rest, leaving only himself standing beside Elsie.

Everyone remained quiet and waited. Before long, the pursuers arrived.

This pursuing army appeared to be highly elite. Each person was clad in neatly arranged armor, armed to the teeth, clearly indicating that they were a main force. On the pauldron of each individual was engraved a symbol of a horse's head.

Upon reaching the outskirts of the town, the army did not rashly charge forward. They formed ranks within the range of bows and magic, standing firmly. Then, a knight wearing mithril armor stepped to the front and shouted loudly, "You despicable dogs of Gran! Last time, you plundered our mithril mine and port. And now, you've even seduced knights of our kingdom, scheming to incite internal strife and seize our Maya slaves. I must express the strongest protest to your kingdom."

The knight opened his mouth to speak, but Elsie stopped him and stood in front of him, smiling. "Although you call us Gran dogs, I won't call you Norma pigs because I have manners."

The people thought to themselves, [Although you say you didn't insult him, those three words still came out of your mouth. The effect is the same. You're so crafty.]