"Nalant, we have you to thank for today!"
As the carriage began racing wildly, the earls and King Carlfer finally had their chains removed with Vivian and Catherine's help.
The moment they were freed, everyone naturally expressed their gratitude to Nalant.
"Your Majesties, Your Excellencies, there's no need to thank me just yet. We still might not escape!" Nalant said, waving his hand.
"Nalant, regardless of whether we escape the pursuit, the fact that you came to Ferdie City today proves your bravery!"
"You can be called the true Light of Knights of our Onyx Principality!" King Carlfer shook his head before speaking solemnly.
The so-called Light of Knights was the highest honor that could be bestowed upon a noble.
Anyone praised as the Light of Knights had to possess not only indisputable, tremendous merit, but also the character of a true knight from legend—courage, integrity, benevolence, and other such virtues.
Now, King Carlfer had personally given Nalant such an evaluation.
So long as the Onyx Principality survived, every noble in the entire principality would have to show Nalant respect in the future.
Even the earls could not use their ranks to oppress him. If they did, it would be an insult to the king himself, and the king would personally step forward to restore Nalant's honor.
"Your Majesty, that praise is a little too high!" Nalant said, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
To be honest, if not for Stella and Bernard, he might have long since taken his subordinates back to his own territory, then fled far away to the Sacred Continent the moment things looked bad. Why would he possibly come here to risk his life?
"Nalant, there is no need for modesty. You absolutely deserve the title Light of Knights!"
"That's right. Baron Nalant is absolutely worthy of being