Isabella was in no hurry to claim more victories. She merely commanded the knights to roll across the battlefield again and again, like mischievous children scribbling in mud.
She smeared the battlefield into hell.
The Empire's men were scared out of their wits. The Imperial cavalry that had originally been coming to reinforce them had vanished long ago; they ran far faster than the infantry.
The infantry on the other fronts scattered for their lives, fear spreading wildly through the battlefield like a plague.
After leading the knights through several charges, Isabella turned back to look over the battlefield.
It was complete chaos. Even now, the Empire had failed to organize a counterattack, despite having only dozens of men left.
"Boring. Let's go back." Isabella waved behind her, and only then did the knights reluctantly leave the battlefield.
Most of them were wildly excited. Galahad even shouted a taunt at the enemy:
"Empire brats, the times have changed! Throw away those worthless muskets of yours! This is the age of knights now!"
Transcendents of the [Knight] path had always been pitifully weak without a Church to back them. At last, he had held his head high for once.
Charging on horseback while spraying bullets from a Gatling Gun had felt incredible. He was brimming with spirit now, convinced he had found a path forward for [Knight].
Other paths might be powerful, but none of them could ride a horse while firing without restraint like he could.
Unless an [Investigator] rode a [Burier], they would stand no chance.
Seeing Galahad looking so smug, Isabella found it amusing. "Do you remember what we came here to do?"
Galahad froze. "Uh... investigate?"
"And what did you investigate?"
This left Galahad completely stumped. After stammering for a while, he took off his helmet and