Peaceful Withdrawal

"Your Majesty Field, why go to such lengths? Even if you refuse to withdraw now, the outcome won't change!" Nalant said, shaking his head. He then pointed at the Onyx Principality forces already making their way down the gentle slope. "Look, the Onyx Principality army has already begun descending the mountain!"

"If those maddened warhorses charge your army at full force shortly, then the one defeated may very well be you."

"Trading the lives of tens of thousands of Northern Principality soldiers for the life of one insignificant little knight like me—Your Majesty, do you think it's worth it?"

In an instant, the faces of the nobles around him, who had been eyeing Nalant like tigers stalking prey, turned ashen.

If tens of thousands of warhorses charged ordinary infantry in a frenzy, it truly might end in the total annihilation of the army!

Even the great nobles present would be powerless to turn the tide.

"Your Majesty!" At that moment, all the other great nobles besides Marquis Lisen called out to King Field.

Though they had only shouted two words, the meaning behind them was crystal clear.

Field looked painfully at the warhorses that had already begun galloping, then at the Onyx Principality army descending the gentle slope. At last, gritting his teeth, he made his decision. "Very well, Knight Nalant. You have courage. I accept your terms!"

King Field had never imagined that one day, he would be forced into compromise by a mere knight.

After a pause, he continued, "Then stop our warhorses now and release Isabella. I, Field, will immediately let you leave!"

"Your Majesty Field, I'm not a three-year-old child. What if I release Miss Isabella now and you turn on me?" Nalant shook his head.

"Then what do you want?" Field asked expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty