The sky was dim. After handing over duties to the Tenth Temple Knight Order at the Logistics Camp, Muller returned to his camp with his subordinates to rest.
He entered his room, set down his helmet, and was just about to lie down when someone knocked on the door.
Through the window in the door, Muller saw the shadow outside and recognized Karnrei Milleris's personal guard. He slapped his face to rouse himself and went to open the door.
After staying awake for one hundred and sixty consecutive hours, Muller felt utterly exhausted. He could not help praying that this was not some urgent mission.
"Creak—"
The low-level Silver Temple Knight watched the door open, struck his chest in salute, and said respectfully, "Commander Muller, the commander has ordered you to assemble the Ninth Temple Knight Order and proceed to the Dorn River Barracks."
Muller looked directly at the Temple Knight before him and asked, "What is the time limit?"
"The commander did not give a specific time limit."
"Thank you for your hard work. I will bring the Ninth Knight Order over in the shortest possible time."
"Commander Muller, this subordinate will take his leave."
The low-level Silver Temple Knight saluted once more, then turned and departed. Mounting a Red Sun Horse, he returned to the Dorn River Barracks to report back.
Watching the other man's departing figure, Muller narrowed his eyes and could not help wondering why Commander Karnrei had summoned the Ninth Knight Order. Among the Holy Crusaders' thirty Temple Knight Orders, the Ninth Knight Order under his command was below average in strength. Logically, it should not have received Commander Karnrei's special attention.
"Could it be..."
Thinking of this, Muller could not help but smile bitterly.
He had better just listen to that lord's words and