Facing thousands of armored cavalry, there was not the slightest defensive strength!
Devant murmured, instructing Callum beside him.
"Go up and report, Manor Lord Devant Benitez is here for a face-to-face meeting."
When he said the words 'manor lord,' Devant emphasized his tone.
Although feeling helpless inside, Callum could only respond.
"Yes, my lord!"
Among the people behind Master Devant, only he had had a face-to-face conversation with the captain of the opposing armored cavalry team.
He was the best choice to go forward and report!
Callum pulled the reins in his hands, driving the horse beneath him to speed towards the platoon of armored cavalry in front.
The 4,500 guards and peasants of the Benitez Manor, such a massive force.
Of course, Wesley and Earl were observing it.
Seeing a cavalryman gallop out from the massive crowd towards them.
Earl instinctively reminded Wesley beside him.
"Lord Wesley, the Benitez Manor is coming!"
