"Clip-clop, clip-clop~"
Knight Cher's warhorse trod across the scorched earth.
The border between the Hastings and Light Kingdoms.
It had originally been territory belonging to the Hastings Kingdom.
Later, during a war, the Light Kingdom's knights incited the Border Nobles of Hastings to revolt.
They also gained the help of a large number of mercenaries.
This caused the land that had originally belonged to Hastings to be seized.
From then on, Hastings lost its route for attacking the Light Kingdom.
It remained on the defensive at the border for a long time.
Even its coastal territory was forcibly ceded.
It became what was now the Leighton Kingdom.
This was a humiliation in the history of the Hastings Kingdom.
All the nobles looked forward to the day they could reclaim their lost territory.
The King of Hastings had even made a public promise.
Any noble who reclaimed the lost territory could establish an independent kingdom.
Unfortunately, a hundred years passed.
Hastings had never had the chance to set foot on this land.
Until today!
Sir Chell had finally led Hastings' warriors to stand upon this former homeland.
Three thousand knights.
After splitting into smaller groups.
Only thirty knights followed him at his side.
But Sir Chell was not afraid.
Although their numbers were small.
Their combat strength was not weak.
They were all Magic Crystal Warriors nurtured by their families.
With them by his side, he could deal with unexpected situations at any time.
The warhorses galloped along the road.
Very soon!
A castle abruptly appeared in the middle of the road.
It blocked everyone's path.
"Your Excellency."
"Our current position is more or less along the route previously used by the Light Kingdom's patrol knights."
"The castle ahead is where the patrol knights were stationed."
"There should be no one