"She was far more powerful than we imagined."
"We failed."
"And her swordsmanship..."
The Silver Knights reported to Big Eileen one sentence at a time, while Jiang Han watched from the side.
They had already taken the fortress and were now in a temporary camp halfway up the mountain.
Because of the weight issue, Big Eileen lounged on her side atop a carpet, wrapped in a cloak. She spoke gently to the Silver Knights:
"Hunting is a long-term endeavor. Using the abilities of fifth-tier spell-level witches to deal with a Legend is indeed extremely difficult. Her strength overwhelmed yours, and her power even produced 'strength becomes speed,' suppressing you in speed as well. If not for the Sunlight Sword, you might have suffered casualties too."
"Go rest outside. Comrade Tan Yue and the others have prepared borscht and hot pot for you."
With Big Eileen's conclusion, the Silver Knights left the room in twos and threes. They wore dragon-horn helmets and gleaming silver cloaks, but beneath them were snow-white bodysuits and several 'armor pieces that looked like they offered no protection'—such as potion pouches on their thighs, belts, and gauntlets. Genuine [light armor].
Judging by the design, Eileen was a real old pervert.
Once all the Silver Knights had left the room, Jiang Han shook her head and stared at Big Eileen beside her.
"I feel like this was part of your plan."
She vaguely had that feeling. After all, Big Eileen's performance on the battlefield had been a kind of 'clever slacking.' If one said she had done nothing, she had demolished a city wall with one breath, covered the battlefield with another, and wiped out the rebels' anti-air ballista formation with yet another.
But if one asked what exactly she had done, she had slacked off terribly. Ten