All the trouble today had naturally been caused by Nalant's appearance.
So now that Nalant had returned, dealing with him took priority.
Without that carriage, the brat was as good as dead.
"Nalant, run!" Bernard cried out anxiously at once.
"Why should I run? Back in the mountains, I slaughtered the Magic Beast Legion until they lost all fight. Now I can make their leader flee in utter defeat too!" Nalant declared with a smug look.
"Brat, for the sake of my fallen subordinates, you must die today!" At that moment, Bishop Ick, having received his orders, charged at Nalant without hesitation.
The instant Nalant appeared, Ick had been seized by the urge to kill him. But without the Archbishop's command, he had not dared act on his own. Now, he could wait no longer.
"Heh! You came at just the right time. I've also been wanting to experience the thrill of slaying a Gold Knight. Then you can be the first Gold Knight to die beneath Dragon Fang!" Nalant said disdainfully, full of arrogant bravado.
"Die!" Bishop Ick was enraged by Nalant's smug expression and rode the Blue-Scaled Water Lizard straight at him.
"Spear of Flame!" Nalant likewise circulated his Battle Qi and met him head-on.
"Watch out!" Bernard and the other counts were all terrified.
They naturally knew Ick's strength. He was no weaker than any of them, so how could Nalant possibly stand against him?
Amid the shocked cries of the counts, Nalant and Bishop Ick finally met face-to-face.
Bishop Ick raised his longsword high, its blade wrapped in dazzling Battle Qi, and slashed directly at Nalant.
"Block it!" Nalant was no slower. He swiftly swung his longsword up to meet Bishop Ick's blade.
"So fast?" In the next instant, Bishop Ick—who had thought Nalant was about