"Come on! Who's next!"
The Third- and Fourth-Rank Orc Transcendents were being beaten back by Draven and the other Fourth Rank Knight elders, all clad in Magic Rune armor.
After activating the enhancement runes on their Fierce Lion Battle Armor, Draven and the other elders fought like lions wreathed in flames, killing several Fourth-Rank Orcs.
With all kinds of buffs from the Mage Skeletons, several Hobarton elders wearing Fierce Lion Battle Armor even defeated a Fifth-Rank Orc Berserker and drove him off the wall.
"Looks like we won't need to step in!"
The Fifth Rank Knights assigned by the Federation Envoy had just arrived when they saw the Fifth-Rank Orc Berserker fleeing in disarray.
"Since when did the Hobarton Family get so rich? How do they have so many suits of Magic Rune armor?"
The Loran Family's defensive line stood nearby. Philemon gaped at the flaming lions, astonished.
Seeing every Hobarton elder equipped with a suit of Magic Rune armor truly shocked him.
The Hobarton Family had split off from the Loran Family. Other families might not know the Hobartons' background, but how could they not?
As far as Philemon knew, the Magic Rune armor their ancestors had given the Hobarton patriarch when the family split had been treasured in the Hobarton vault ever since. The Hobarton Knights had never been willing to use it.
Was this really the same Hobarton Family he remembered? Now every one of them had a suit of Magic Rune armor?
Even the Loran Family couldn't give a suit of Magic Rune armor to every Fifth Rank Knight. Philemon had only received one because he was out on a mission.
"Retreat!"
With equal forces, it was extremely difficult to cross the river and break through a city wall stocked with ample supplies.
The narrow riverbank