After Naxin explained that these sweepers had only managed to kill the monsters with the help of Brando, Mr. Liu, and the others, the Rosalin knights could not help casting a few curious glances this way. After all, swordsmen of the Heaven-Man Realm were rare wherever one went.
But that was all. They were subordinates of the Lord of Rosalin and were not the sort to make a fuss over one or two Heaven-Man Realm experts.
After spending a little more time settling the price, the knight commander named Kesav finally led his men across the river from downstream. In less than fifteen minutes, they reached this side of the Qiusangze River and regrouped with Brando and the others.
Only after moving closer did Brando see that the wingless dragons these people rode resembled the Cruzian bipedal Earth Dragons. Perhaps they were a related variant. These wingless dragons were covered in a layer of down-like feathers, making them better suited to surviving and breeding in the low temperatures of high-latitude regions.
Those Rosalin knights passed by him with their chins held high. The arrogant expressions on their faces were just like those of knights he had seen in every other region. Brando did not take it to heart, though. He was not so petty as to stoop to their level.
The knights arrived near the convoy in a trail of dust before tightening the reins and slowing their pace. When they saw the mountain of Black Crystal piled up in the camp, their eyes lit up, and they began whistling.
Naxin hurried over, afraid these fellows might grow greedy and try to break the agreement. His face was as dark as iron, but he heard the leading knight, Kesav, ask from atop his mount:
"That was quite a fierce battle.