Before long, Arnold and the others came hurrying over to Nalant in a frantic rush.
"Lord Nalant!"
Arnold and the others greeted Nalant aloud.
"Mm. What is it?" Nalant, however, remained calm and unhurried.
"Lord Nalant, Kandel isn't just slaughtering civilians in the city—now he's even attacking his own subordinate captains."
"We ask whether Lord Nalant can send troops at once and take Kandel down."
"Oh? Kandel is actually slaughtering civilians now?"
In truth, Nalant had long since understood the situation, because little Sherry had already told him everything happening inside the city through the Swift Hawk and the bees.
At that moment, he pretended to be slightly surprised. After a pause, Nalant continued, "However, I'm afraid I can't agree to this request of yours."
"During the day, I had my men say that I absolutely would not attack Machile City today."
"If I attack now, even if it is because of your request, I would still be breaking the promise I, Nalant, made!"
"This..."
The priests and commanders all froze when they heard Nalant's words.
Not only because Nalant had actually refused the request to enter the city, but also because they were astonished that Nalant truly cared so much about a promise he had made.
After all, in the current situation, if it were any other commander, they probably would not be able to resist launching an attack.
All the more so when people like them had made the request themselves.
But if Lord Nalant did not go in, wouldn't they just be watching helplessly as the civilians of Machile City were slaughtered?
Just as several commanders and priests were preparing to speak again and try to persuade him, Nalant said, "However, while I cannot go in, if you commanders and priests wish to go help, then go."