Chapter 393: Round Table Knights (Part 6)

The scene suddenly became very strange.

A large group of colorful human race knights quietly stood by the roadside, watching a group of skeleton knights retreat in an orderly fashion.

Everyone tacitly understood. No one dared to move recklessly. The situation turned inexplicably peaceful.

With this development, the men with the darkest expressions were Count Perry and Count Salam.

They had originally intended to use borrowed knives to kill, but unexpectedly, after fighting for a while, everyone calmed down and simply pulled back and stopped.

I have to admit, Samimi’s command was fine.

This wave of retreat under her direction made our enemies the most uncomfortable.

Those two counts certainly wouldn’t treasure the lives of ordinary knights. No matter how many cannon fodder knights died, they wouldn’t feel a thing.

They only wanted to use honor to manipulate those cannon fodder knights into fighting their enemies.

But Fabiana summoned skeleton knights, activated Fear Aura and Frost Field’s negative effects, which physically calmed down all the cannon fodder knights—none of them dared to step forward and throw away their lives.

“This Samimi is no reckless woman. I have a good grasp of tactics.”

If she hadn’t truly been boxed in, Samimi wouldn’t have easily retreated with her personality.

This was a strategic retreat, because going head-on against the World Will wouldn’t end well.

She had to find a way to draw away the expert bodyguards of the Three Great Lords and defeat them one by one.

Besides, once the Knight Feast ended, the Three Great Lords would naturally return to their territories, and their alliance would collapse without a fight.

So as long as we could withdraw, we would hold an absolute advantage going forward.

We needed to return to the House of Baron Dilmut’s territory, return to the Knight Academy, and organize our resistance.

Heh, the situation in the West Sea was becoming more and more chaotic.

She never thought that one day she’d be playing “Grand Strategy” in an otherworld.

If you don’t fight, you can’t survive. To survive, you have to drag more people into the quagmire of war, making the situation increasingly uncontrollable.

Samimi could now appreciate this awkward predicament.

She didn’t want war either. If she could strike straight at the heart, she would have charged long ago. It was because she couldn’t charge that she had to go back and raise an army.

In those days, she stood alone at the Church and held the line against thousands, but now it didn’t work in the West Sea.

Because the Church’s experts wouldn’t go against her. When they saw her, it was like seeing a treasure, like seeing the Church’s future—how could they bear to hurt her?

The great lords of the West Sea lacked that vision.

From birth to death, they were creatures of power and face. If you slapped my face, it was an undying feud between us.

The Human Emperor’s Proxy had escaped from Dream Village.

Everyone gathered with the Giant Whale Knights who had been stationed on the periphery in advance and quickly left that place of trouble.

Since she couldn’t kill Count Perry, Fabiana stayed completely silent the whole time, not uttering a word.

“Old man, take us back to your territory. There’s no place left in the West Sea for us to stay,” Samimi said.

“I truly thank you, Your Eminence the Archbishop. You must have been the one who saved Anna, right?” Knight King Char expressed his solemn gratitude, then addressed Samimi as Archbishop.

“No, she jumped off a cliff to escape. A narrow escape from death brings good fortune. But I did give her a hand, otherwise she’d still be holed up in that little chapel like an ostrich,” Samimi said with a smile.

“Great kindness, I have no way to repay it,” Knight King Char said.

“Come on, what’s all this talk of great kindness between us? You helped me last time too. And do you think I helped purely out of gratitude? I am a Cardinal Archbishop, the top figure of the Church, and the Royal Family’s power stands behind me. Don’t forget who you are—you’re a pawn the Royal City planted in the West Sea. There are some things the Royal Family can’t do themselves, so they have to rely on me to help,” Samimi spun her story.

“We are willing to obey all arrangements of the Majesty. So what do we do next?” Knight King Char asked.

“First, settle the debts. Handle one thing at a time. First destroy the rebel army, then settle accounts with Count Perry. Finally, the remaining great nobles—those willing to surrender get a bone, those unwilling get replaced. It’s that simple.”

Samimi said coldly and harshly:

“The rebel commander and Count Perry must be connected. The assassins were arranged by them, and the fake War Marshal disguising himself as a defector is definitely related to them too.”

“I don’t think just the Perry family has that kind of ability,” Knight King Char analyzed.

“Grandfather, that’s what we think too. So we believe all three great lords are dirty—they’re very likely involved in this whole affair,” Fabiana finally revived and explained.

“Anna, what’s that power of yours?” Knight King Char asked.

“It is the Human Emperor’s Blessing. I have obtained the power to summon ancient hero spirits. The Human Emperor took pity on me. In the end, there are still too many pestilent knights in this world. The time for the Great Purge has come,” Fabiana replied.

“…Knight King Char quickly looked at his granddaughter.

When did she turn into a different person?

Since when did she start talking so elegantly?

Every word out of her mouth was full of the strange things only a Saint would say.

“Your identity is exposed, so you don’t need to hide anymore. Now we can finally deal with the rebel army. First take back your Shield of Victory, then go after Count Perry for revenge,” Samimi explained the procedure to Fabiana.

“I’ll follow your lead,” Fabiana replied.

In the end, Samimi had become the strategist.

She had said earlier to let Fabiana talk more and make more decisions, but in the end, she still had to come up with the plan herself.

Fabiana rode on a black horse, turned her head to look at the Seaside Resort not far away, and secretly swore in her heart that she would return one day.

At the same time, on the other side…

The Knight Feast ended abruptly like that. Dream Village fell into a strange, dead silence.

The situation in the West Sea changed rapidly. Now there were two defecting War Marshals, and the Three Great Lords had completely torn apart all pretense with Knight King Char.

“What do you think will happen?”

“A change is coming.”

“Yeah.”

The knights below buzzed with discussion, rumors spreading everywhere.

The great nobles above had yet to produce a unified statement, causing anxiety among those below.

Many local knight orders that didn’t want to get involved in this mess couldn’t be bothered to wait any longer and had already quietly left Dream Village.

Among them was the Target Range Knights Samimi had saved last time.

Old Knight Reid firmly believed in Samimi’s words and went back to guarding his own town.

But more knight orders stayed behind, waiting for the great nobles’ commands, willingly becoming cannon fodder just for that so-called chance to make a name for themselves.

After a long wait, the Three Great Lords’ proclamation finally came down.

It was to continue forming the West Sea Allied Army.

But this time, the target was not to subdue the rebels—it was to first subdue the House of Baron Dilmut!

To be hostile to the Knight King.

As soon as this news came out, more knight orders left.

Many people didn’t want to let the situation gradually spiral into uncontrollable madness.