With the legend that he bore a grudge against Death Knights, Nalant did not pause in the slightest and hurried toward the noble contingent on his right.
The contingent on the right faced even more Dark Creatures—more than two hundred of them.
That was why Nalant had chosen to deal with the Dark Creatures on the left first. He had worried that if he arrived too late, those Dark Creatures would be wiped out by the duchy contingents.
Before long, Nalant arrived near the contingent on the right, more than ten li away from him.
At this point, of the original two hundred-plus Dark Creatures, only a hundred or so remained.
Nalant counted them briefly and discovered that only five Death Knights were left.
Still, five were better than none. With another shout of command, Nalant led Big Stone and the others toward the battlefield ahead.
The duchy contingent on the right was equally baffled by Nalant's appearance.
As the nobles watched Nalant arrive, they initially thought he had come to stir up trouble.
But when they saw him charge into the horde of Dark Creatures below and swiftly eliminate several Death Knights, they began to wonder whether Nalant had come to play the good Samaritan and help them.
"But we never asked for help. Besides, they're only a few hundred low-level Dark Creatures. Why would we need Baron Nalant's assistance?"
The nobles of the duchy on the right exchanged bewildered looks.
Nalant offered no explanation either. After harvesting five Dark Knights, he cheerfully led his men away.
Before leaving, Nalant waved at the distant nobles, then vanished beyond the horizon in a trail of dust.
Back at camp, Nalant had nothing to do.
Soon, the second day arrived, and Nalant slept until he woke naturally.
Although the night had