It was gradually getting dark.
The towering city walls of Floral City were lit up with specks of fire, illuminating the patrolling soldiers.
The knight Nodoff stood atop the city walls, as the frigid wind howled. He gazed at Phoenix Butterfly Fort brightly lit within the city, and couldnât help but feel envious.
He also wanted to join the welcoming banquet at Phoenix Butterfly Fort, to get close contact with his idol, Count Angler, and express his admiration and respect.
Unfortunately, someone had to stand guard in Floral City, and Knight Nodoff had the misfortune of losing at dice games to his comrades, so he could only stand alone atop the chilly city walls, looking at the lively Phoenix Butterfly Fort with resentment.
After hastily patrolling the city tower, Knight Nodoff returned to his post, brought several trusted officers, and began playing Gwent Card.
They were deep into their game when a soldier ran up to report that someone wanted to leave the city at night.
âThe Count has ordered that the city gates are not to be opened at night,â Nodoff replied without looking up, clearly in a sour mood.
âBut sir, the person who wishes to leave is Knight Logh of the Angler family!â
âKnight Logh!â Nodoff paused momentarily, of course, he had heard of the commander of the Blood Knight Army. Knowing that he was one of Count Anglerâs most trusted generals, Nodoff immediately dropped his Gwent cards, chastising, âWhy didnât you say so earlier!â
Then he hurriedly left the post.
In no time, Nodoff arrived at the city gate. Seeing Knight Logh and his party waiting there, he quickly plastered a radiant smile on his face and strode forward, saying:
âKnight Logh, you are leaving the city?â
âYes, there are some military matters I need to attend to. Could you please open the city gate,â Logh replied.
âCertainly, please wait a moment.â
Nodoff was somewhat confused as to why Knight Logh would leave the welcoming banquet at Phoenix Butterfly Fort to handle military matters outside the city at this time, but he did not pry further. He immediately ordered the soldiers to open the city gate.
To make use of the time while the soldiers were operating the winch, Nodoff seized the opportunity to chat with Knight Logh:
âKnight Logh, you have achieved so much in the East. I believe Count Angler will soon grant you a title?â
Knight Logh shook his head, saying, âThe empireâs titles have always been bestowed upon knights who have made contributions in foreign wars. The previous conflicts in the East only count as internal strife; I canât receive a title from that.â
Nodoff sighed regretfully. He then added, âHowever, we will soon be at war with the Orcs. I am certain you will earn a military honor and receive a title!â
Knight Logh merely responded with a reserved smile, not offering any reply.
Nodoff was not discouraged, he rephrased his question: âKnight Logh, I have always been very curious. As a cavalry, the Blood Knight Army, despite its extraordinarily powerful fighting capacity, still had to face so many formidable cities in the East. How did you manage to conquer them?â
Knight Logh glanced at Nodoff, saying meaningfully:
âActually, the best way to conquer a city is to take control of the city gate.â
âOh? How do you get control?â
âFor example, like this!â
With a wave of Knight Loghâs hand, the hundred or so soldiers behind him immediately drew their swords, catching all of the unsuspecting city guards in Floral city off guard.
Nodoff, observing the sword at his neck, assumed that Knight Logh was demonstrating a scenario and began to clap naively.
Soon after, there was a flurry of horsesâ hooves outside the city.
Only then did Nodoff realize that something was wrong. He painfully asked, âKnight Logh, youâ¦you are joking with me, arenât you?â
Knight Logh gave him a smile, revealing a row of gleaming teeth, saying:
âIâm sorry, Knight Nodoff, this is not a joke. If you donât want Floral City to suffer unnecessary casualties, I suggest you donât make any pointless resistance.â
Knight Nodoff was sweating profusely from his forehead, torn with inner turmoil. However, the gleaming blade at his throat and the dreaded reputation of the Blood Knight Army made him dare not issue a resistant order.
When the cavalry outside the city stormed across the drawbridge, flooding into Floral City like a tidal wave, Knight Nodoff knew that there was no remedy left, but the questions filling his mind made him ask out loud:
âKnight Logh, what on earth are you planning to do? How has the Morrison Family offended Count Angler?â
Knight Logh gazed in the direction of Phoenix Butterfly Fort and said indifferently:
âFrom now on, Floral City is taken over by the Blood Knight Army. As for the reason⦠you will know soon.â
â¦
The Banquet Hall of Phoenix Butterfly Fort was brightly lit with candles. Maids, elegant in their movement, brought dishes of delicious food to the long dining table with graceful steps.
Count Morrison personally cut a piece of fish and offered it to Count Angler with a beaming expression, saying:
âCount Angler, this is the famous White Belly Thorn Fish from Floral City, please enjoy.â
Colin nodded with a smile, picked up the silver fork and knife, and put the fresh, fragrant and tender fish into his mouth.
After a fine taste, Colin revealed an elegant smile, praising, âIndeed, a rare delicacy!â
Count Morrisonâs smile grew even brighter, and he asked, âHow does it compare to the cuisine youâve tasted in the East?â
Colin shook his head, saying, âEastern food is too soft, lacking texture. It could never compare to our Northern cuisine!â
Countess Nina, Morrisonâs wife, smiled sweetly and said, âThatâs because Easterners have soft teeth. They cannot bite into anything too hard.â
Immediately, Count Morrison added, âMy dear, there is more than one thing thatâs too soft in an Easterner!â
At this veiled insult, the crowd erupted in laughter.
Only Count Howell from the East hung his head in embarrassment, pretending not to understand.
Colin noticed the awkward expression on the Eastern Countâs face and intervened by saying,
âIn my opinion, the only army that the East can truly be proud of is the Howell familyâs fleet. If not for them guarding the Angry River, our Northern cavalry would be roaming freely across Eastern fields.â
âExactly!â Count Morrison immediately raised his wine glass and declared loudly, âLet us welcome the Howell family into the North Territory! Here, is truly the place where you belong!â
Count Howell swiftly stood up and raised his cup in response.
The banquetâs atmosphere gradually escalated, and of course, Colin and Count Howell naturally became the focus of everyoneâs attention.
However, during these cheerful toasts, a guard suddenly rushed in, visibly flustered.
Count Morrison immediately glared at him and angrily asked:
âWho let you in? Donât you know that I am entertaining distinguished guests?â
The guard hesitated for a moment, but still approached Count Morrison and whispered a few words into his ear.
âTakeover? What takeover?â Count Morrison was puzzled.
It wasnât until the guard repeated himself that Count Morrison exclaimed in disbelief:
âThe Blood Knight Army has taken over Floral City?â
It was as if the banquet hall was suddenly put on pause, and tranquillity fell immediately.
Colin looked at the flurry of bewildered glances, and calmly confirmed with a smile:
âIndeed, Floral City is now under the control of the Blood Knight Army.â