Leonard looked past the cold steel at his throat, his eyes locked on Roland's, trying to convey all of his sincerity.
"Let me return to the Royal Capital. Let me stand before Prince Lucius myself and report everything that happened here—Duke Anno's creation that blasphemes life, and how it cruelly slaughtered our own men."
As he said this, a cold flame ignited in his eyes.
"And I swear to you—on my family's honor and my dignity as a Knight—that as long as I draw breath, I will do everything in my power to make Duke Anno pay the price for his betrayal and madness. This isn't just for you; it's to avenge all the Golden Valley Soldiers who were needlessly sacrificed today!"
To add weight to his words, and to bargain for a sliver of life, Leonard struggled to move his other hand, carefully reaching into his tunic.
Under Roland's vigilant gaze, he slowly took out an ancient Sheepskin Scroll, bound with a dark leather strap.
