The Harbor Guard was not small in number, and many of them were well-equipped musketeers. Though the rebel cultists had great momentum, they were still no match for a regular army.
Just as Grandma had said before, aside from the heavily armored priests of the Silent Temple, no Transcendent could withstand a volley of musket fire head-on. What was more, the Life Mother Goddess Church's Transcendent paths were not particularly powerful.
As long as they advanced steadily, victory on the battlefield was inevitable. Yet the prince had chosen to take the initiative, leaving them deep in thought.
After witnessing the prince's series of actions, no one doubted that he was a fool any longer. But no matter how they looked at it, holding this position was the best choice. Rushing out instead gave the enemy an opportunity and introduced several new uncertainties into the situation.
Could it be that the prince had truly done all this just to send Connor and the others to the docks?
Would he really be that kindhearted?
As they pondered, Zoe timidly spoke up. "Could it be... because he knows these cultists especially well?"
Everyone turned to look at Zoe. She gathered her thoughts and continued, "That day, Galahad and I were wandering around the Lower District. Though he was very impatient, he never stopped me. Wherever I wanted to go, he went with me."
"But when we passed several places, he told me they were dangerous and that I must not enter."
"I didn't think anything of it at the time, but thinking about it now... he's a knight at the prince's side. How could he be so familiar with the Lower District?"
"Could it be... the prince and his people actually know the situation in the Lower District very well? Could they know