In a quiet forest, several figures sprang out from the undergrowth and arrived before a glowing barrier.
Looking at the luminous barrier, Alice spoke at once.
"This is it—the nearest stronghold to us."
At that, Claire, Linse Laurenhrost, and Fianna all perked up.
"So, what should we do now?" Mira looked toward Noah.
"Launch an attack on the stronghold right away?"
Noah smiled faintly, walked past the girls, and approached the glowing barrier. Turning sideways, he looked back at them.
"Is there any need to wait?"
As he spoke, a dazzling light flashed in Noah's hand, transforming into a silver steel sword that he gripped tightly.
The girls immediately understood. They exchanged glances, then lined up in an orderly formation and gently closed their eyes.
Mira, positioned at the center, began to chant.
"----O loyal knight order of the noble Holy King, your swords are the power that strikes down the strong and aids the weak. Thus, in the name of the great Holy King, I command you to gather upon my battlefield----"
As the solemn spirit incantation resounded, Mira's amber eye suddenly began to glow.
"----Raise your swords and fight for me, Holy King Legion----"
As the solemn chant ended, the ground around Mira began to shine with dazzling light.
Within that light, one profound and intricate magic formation after another appeared, instantly covering the entire ground.
From the countless magic formations, particles of light floated up into the air and gradually gathered together.
Before long, figures of light appeared around Mira.
They were knights made entirely of light, each wielding a longsword, spear, or greatshield.
Several hundred such knights formed a legion, standing in neat ranks around Mira.
"Buzzz----!"
At that moment, phosphorescent divine power surged from Mira, Claire, Linse Laurenhrost, Fianna, and Alice, causing their entire bodies