Count Tatière encased himself in his sturdy heraldic armor and stood on the fortress floor like an ornate statue.
With the Knight Commander's strength as it was now, heraldic armor could no longer add to his combat power. At most, it offered some protection and improved his chances of survival. But Count Tatière was, above all, a model knight and soldier. To him, the armor served as a uniform. More importantly, after an entire armored grenadier battalion had been wiped out and four Starrealm Knights had died without a trace, the ordinary soldiers who were still alive needed to see that their Knight Commander, a man with godlike power, was fighting alongside them.
So Count Tatière not only put on the heraldic armor he hadn't used in ten years, he also had an elaborate sash emblazoned across it. A gold-colored clasp, reinforced with special materials, secured a long cape bearing his personal coat of arms. A huge banner rose from the back of his armor, displaying the insignia of the Starrealm Knights and the Imperial crest.
The Knight Commander of the mighty Starrealm Knights had dressed himself up like an ostentatiously designed mascot. But once you accepted the premise, the overall effect was actually quite good.
The moment the soldiers in the assault force saw the Knight Commander's extravagantly ornate getup, they felt inspired. It was as if they could no longer feel pain or fear, and all they knew was to charge forward. So this time, despite suffering even greater casualties, they still inflicted enormous losses on the enemy.
At last, the entire front line began to advance slowly into the fortress.
Count Tatière looked down at the corpse of an enemy sprawled before him. From the outside, it seemed to be an ordinary Vowfrin, wearing a space suit