Clatter, clatter—
As the members of the Holy Knights moved, their armor rattled.
Saint Saturn, one of the Five Elders, rose and faced the many knights clad in ornate armor and wielding various weapons. Smiling warmly, he said, "I'll be waiting here for all of you to return victorious."
"First place will definitely go to Saint Garling. With the commander's strength, we can't compete with him. But as for second place, we can still fight for it!" one of the knights said with a chuckle. At the same time, he glanced at Saint Garling at the very front of the formation. His crescent-shaped hairstyle showed clearly, and his eyes held a trace of admiration.
Another member of the Holy Knights said eagerly, "Aside from the points, there are six powerful Devil Fruits on the island. Besides Logia Devil Fruits, there are even extremely rare Mythical Zoan Devil Fruits. Saint Garling may not care about Devil Fruits with his great strength, but for the rest of us, obtaining one of them would bring a huge increase in power."
Saint Saturn also looked at Saint Garling's broad, upright back and said, "Saint Garling is a genius who appears among the Celestial Dragons only once every several hundred years. Even I cannot match his talent."
"Only he could take on such an important commander position at such a young age."
A person's talent was something capable of driving countless others to despair. It was a natural chasm and a shackle that countless people might spend their entire lives struggling to reach the starting point of a genius.
And if a genius possessed the best resources and worked just as hard, his final destination would be a starry sky that countless people could only look up to, forever beyond their reach.
The Holy Knights