The Northern Principality's Retaliation

"My... my lord! What should we do now?" Having arrived at the tent where the princess was staying, Quick asked Nalant with an ashen face.

The sight of those royal knights just now had nearly scared the soul out of him.

Fortunately, their mighty lord had calmly and effortlessly bluffed his way through it.

But what happened afterward had still gone far beyond Quick's understanding.

They, a group of fake royal knights, had actually followed the princess openly into the camp.

Quick would never even have dared to imagine such a thing before!

"What else can we do? Rest easy! Once the princess is willing to let us go later, we'll think of a way to cross the Northern Principality's blockade!" Though he had no confidence in his heart either, he still had to keep up a lord's dignity.

Nalant spoke with a calm expression, utterly unruffled.

"Yes, my lord!"

Quick glanced at his lord and thought to himself that a lord truly was a lord. Even facing such peril, he could remain so calm and composed.

Quick then left the tent at ease. On his way back, he also told the other Storm Knights that their lord was very composed and that they need not worry. As long as they obediently followed their lord's orders, they would definitely return safely to the Onyx Principality.

"Ugh! What kind of mess is this? I hope Lord Radiance blesses me and lets this princess release me soon!" Once Quick had left, Nalant's unruffled demeanor immediately vanished, replaced by a face full of utter despair.

However, Nalant did not know that leaving would not be so easy for him.

Because at that moment, the king of the Northern Principality had sent a messenger to the princess's camp.

The message brought by the messenger