Within Victory Palace, Holy Light I—whose arms and legs had fully recovered, who wore his imperial robes, and whose face was stiff and gaze vicious—watched the magical water mirror before him and nodded repeatedly despite himself. Silver light flickered in his eyes, with countless runes vaguely churning within it.
When he saw Ente Malte and the others being repeatedly knocked down and vomiting blood beneath the attacks of the heavily damaged Gray Knight, only to struggle back to their feet again and again to launch fresh attacks; when he saw the dragoons in utter chaos, unable to form an effective battle formation against the Gray Knight no matter how Enzo shouted his orders, Holy Light I suddenly let out a few cold laughs.
"Ente Malte! Just promoted to an Honorary Count, and he bought the position of Dragoon Captain with two hundred thousand gold coins?"
Holy Light I's voice was just as stiff as his expression.
Huali bowed to Holy Light I. "Your Majesty, his origins have already been thoroughly investigated. He is indeed a member of the Malte Family from Malte City, East Province. He displayed considerable talent in cultivating battle energy from a young age, which was why the Malte Family focused on nurturing him. Having only just broken through to the Heaven Realm, he came to the imperial capital to seek a position."
After a slight pause, Huali said with a gentle smile, "Of course, bribing the Garrison Office with two hundred thousand gold coins is a little excessive."
Holy Light I waved a hand and said mockingly, "What is excessive about it? At the very least, he dares to fight! Convey my decree!"
After a brief pause, Holy Light I barked, "The Garrison Office's proposal to expand the dragoons by thirty thousand men is hereby completely