Is It You?

"Damn it! Where exactly did things go wrong? How did someone escape?" Listening to the sounds of battle outside, the Second Prince's expression changed again and again.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not have imagined that it was precisely because the Eldest Prince had wanted to ambush Nalant that the current situation had come about.

Otherwise, if Nalant had also been inside this banquet hall just now, he too would likely have been unable to fly away even with wings, left with no choice but to watch helplessly as he ascended the throne.

More than three hundred extraordinary knights against two hundred extraordinary knights of equal strength, plus nearly eighteen hundred ordinary guards—were the odds of victory high?

Previously, Nalant could not have given an exact answer. But now, he knew that the odds really were quite high.

The extraordinary knights under these earls were likewise the elite among elites, no weaker than the king's Iron Guard Knights.

More importantly, Nalant's side had six chief commanders from the various families. Every one of them was a peak Silver Knight.

By comparison, the Second Prince's side was clearly lacking in high-level combat power. Aside from Rad, who had only barely reached peak Silver Knight, there were merely several high-tier Silver Knights.

As the fighting continued, under the assault of the chief commanders from the various earl families, their two thousand men gradually became unable to hold their ground. Step by step, Nalant and the others squeezed them back toward the palace.

"Contract the formation! Rely on the palace for defense!" Finally, when the two thousand men had been forced back step by step to the square before the palace, Commander Rad had no choice but to take the initiative and order the defensive line contracted. Only then