Westheid flung the Knight Lord he was dragging. The body landed heavily in the courtyard before the castle, utterly shattering the morale of the remaining defenders.
"The traitor is dead!"
As Duke Qinghui's resonant voice echoed across the battlefield, a moment of silence was followed by an immediate eruption of cheers.
"Long live!"
"Long live Your Majesty!"
"Your Excellency! You're invincible!"
"Lord Westheid!"
The most excited were not the Qinghui Guard, but a group of men clad in the same silver Secret Silver Armor.
These were the Yonglan Knights who had voluntarily joined his pilgrimage.
After Westheid demonstrated such a violent and unyielding stance during his pilgrimage, he didn't face greater resistance or hostility. Instead, many unaligned Knights throughout the country came to believe that Duke Qinghui had the damn makings of a king.
