Chapter 829- Battle for the Capital

Chapter 829- Battle for the Capital

Aside from that, there was also the hidden weapon of their kingdom, the individual that only their king and the top brass of their military were allowed to know about. If they made the strength of that individual public, they would have long been upgraded from their status of a third grade country.

Even the recently ranked second grade country, the kingdom of Ingolf won't be their opponent.

The general seated on the throne with a lazy expression was about to say something when suddenly he sensed something and his countenance changed.

"It is good to be confident; however, one shouldn't be concietful that they get the rug swept from under them. It looks like the subordinate you sent, returned back".

Just as he spoke those words, black particles suddenly started forming in this resplendent audience hall before a figure materialised from it. It was the very same assassin that appeared before Cynthia.

"Esteemed General, Esteemed Marshall" The assassin kneeled on the ground.

Marshall Cavalier placed his eyes on his subordinate and commented with a slightly displeased tone "What took you so long? You just had one task and that is to convince that lass to surrender"

"My apologies" the assassin apologised, his expression hidden by the mask.

"Nevermind that, so did that princess accept our offer? Of course she did didn't she? She is not a fool, she should know what's better for her people".

When Marshall Cavalier asked with a delighted expression, ready to hear a piece of good news, the assassin remained silent and after a while delivered the bad news.

"She rejected".

It was just two short words; however, those two short words immediately caused the foolishly grinning marshal to freeze in his place. One second... two seconds... a couple of seconds passed by in a nerve wracking silence.

Just when it seemed like it would go on, a powerful energy diffused in the air and heavily pressured the assassin until he was kissing the floor.

"What did you say?" Marshall Cavalier's normally smiling face was distorted into a hideous raging expression as a powerful killing aura came out of him.

"Cavalier, get a hold of yourself"

A few with discernable eyes were able to tell that each of these shields was made from Whitesilver. To be able to equip not only the special division of her but the entire army with such gears, how impressive was that?

The expenses needed to do something like this, at the very least none of the nobles watching from the walls of the city could do that. Forget them, even Alstin and the Duke did not have that much resources to splurge like that on random infantry.

As they looked at the impressive line up of the princess's own personal army, their faces couldn't help but become green with envy. It was not just about the types of equipment she geared her army with but even the levels of footsoldiers much less the captains, were much higher than your usual standards.

Then there were also veterans, elites and powerhouses whose level was enough to stir waves in the kingdom, mixed in the army. What's more, there was not just a few of them in her army in fact, there were quite a lot of them.

In these past few days, the nobles have witnessed the gathering of one powerful group of individuals after another in this plains. Looking at these awe inspiring armies they couldn't help but burn with jealousy.

Why couldn't they have such an impressive army? If they possessed such a lineup perhaps they could have fended off the forces of balckthron much earlier. At the same time, they couldn't help but wonder where the princess got hold of such impressive individuals.

Little did they know that the awe inspiring army they were looking at while feeling jealousy from the pits of their stomach, were displaced and injured soldiers that they sent towards the northwestern region of Mountmend because they didn't want to spend any expenses on them.

After being fed amply, healed and treated with care and respect by Cynthia, they had once again regained their morals and were ready to battle for her to death. It was the same case with the veterans, elites and the powerhouses that the noble mentioned.

All of them were once either powerful soldiers or adventurers. After being rescued from the claws of the criminal organisation, they devoted their life to her cause.

At this moment, more than seventy per cent of the powerful guild in the tower town had sent their forces to join the princess in her war. As such, it could be said that the whole of the forces of Tower Town was concentrated here at this moment.

It was only natural for these fierce warriors who fought with their lives to defeat monsters every single day to be head and shoulders above the rest.

In the vast green plains in front of the city, an awe-inspiring army stood. Numbering easily above 130,000 they looked like a surging black wave. However, they weren't the only army in the plains.

Towards the right of Cynthia's army, there was another army. Although not as impressive and large, they were the army of the noblemen of this dukedom. Aside from them, there were a few more legions flying the flag of their respective nobles occupying one side of this plains.

The reason for them assembling here was for one goal and that was to march to the capital and fend off the invaders who were occupying their kingdom.

STEP... STEP... on top of the city wall, sounds of footsteps rang out as an entourage of people slowly walked up the stairs and appeared before everyone. When the nobles and their attendants saw who it was, they tactfully chose to step back and open a path for her.

For them to show an attitude of submission and fear, needless to say, there was only one individual in this city who could evoke this kind of emotion from them.

Leading the group, was Cynthia who was at this moment dressed up in an article of gorgeous purple clothing with a fur jacket on top. Behind her followed her loyal attendants and Annette and her group.