"This... this Baron Nalant is too formidable!"
"Indeed, Duke Cody's strength is in no way inferior to Duke Miller's!"
"Yes, he's a Sky Knight who has held that rank for decades!"
When the Bach Empire's Sky Knight was defeated and fell to one knee on the ground, the nobles of the various duchies were stunned for a moment before coming to their senses and crying out in astonishment.
Although they had witnessed the power of Nalant's magic during the day's battle, in their usual understanding, no matter how powerful a mage was, they could not confront a Sky Knight head-on.
After all, one fought in close quarters, while the other attacked from afar.
In a one-on-one fight, a Sky Knight could easily break through and close in on a mage.
And once a Sky Knight got close, even a Magister would likely see the battle come to an end.
Yet the scene before them was utterly different from the duels between mages and Sky Knights they had imagined in the past.
Not only had the Bach Empire's Sky Knight lost, but he had lost miserably and decisively.
Looking at the Bach Empire Sky Knight, who had already become a man drenched in blood, then looking at Nalant, who was completely unscathed, the contrast could not have been starker.
"President Theodore, save me!"
At that moment, an anxious cry suddenly came from behind Nalant.
Only then did everyone notice First Prince Eric lying amid the pile of corpses.
Seeing First Prince Eric's legs, cleanly severed at the knees, all the noble representatives drew in a sharp breath.
He was the heir to the throne of the Bach Empire, yet both his legs had been cut off.
That also meant the First Prince had lost all possibility of inheriting the throne.
Such