"White Knight, can you tell us what you're planning to give that kid Pindo?"
Robin wandered alongside Anno and asked curiously.
".Well, let's wait until then to reveal it." Hearing the words "White Knight" made Anno go numb all over, but there was nothing he could say. When he sighed, it felt as though his soul had sighed along with him.
Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka snickered nearby, while Pindo pretended not to hear and looked around.
"By the way, we've been walking until it's nearly dark. Are we not there yet?"
Robin walked behind Anno with her hands clasped behind her head and her eyes closed.
"Wait."
Pindo, who had been walking at the front, suddenly stopped.
"Hm?"
"Ow!"
Robin bumped into Anno and accidentally fell onto the ground.
"What happened, Pindo?" Anno pulled Robin back up, took two steps forward, and asked.
".Sir Anno, we need to pick up the pace—no, I'll go ahead first. You all hurry after me!" A bead of cold sweat hung on Pindo's face as he spoke gravely. "A massive amount of magical energy has gathered around Sir Gareth!"
Having said that, he did not wait for Anno's reply. He immediately broke into a sprint, transforming into a crimson meteor streaking through the forest.
Anno turned to look at Mash, Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Robin.
"Let's go!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.
Gareth's armor had already been dyed blood-red, giving off a thick, rancid stench.
Her eyes could barely remain open, yet they still gleamed fiercely as she swung the lance in her hands in wide, powerful arcs.
But the number of walking corpses around her showed no sign of diminishing. Just like before, they frantically sought to overwhelm Gareth.
Yet the young knight still gritted her teeth and resisted with the strongest will she could muster.