"Baron Bick, look—that brat is Nalant. This is perfect. He really is here, so there's no need to worry about him running away!"
Now that the troops had drawn this close, they could finally make out Nalant's party clearly.
Naturally, there were nobles within the Bach Empire's allied army who recognized Nalant.
The moment they saw Nalant in armor, mounted atop White Dragon, they cried out excitedly.
As for defeating Nalant, seeing the number of enemies ahead, they had few concerns.
What they had worried about on the way here was Nalant fleeing in advance. Now that he had appeared here, there was naturally nothing else to worry about.
"Baron Bick, shall we begin the attack at once?" The commanders of the other duchies had heard that Nalant was among the enemy forces.
And with the enemy right before them, they immediately turned to Bick.
To be honest, they had not particularly wanted to wage war in such a distant place.
But they were vassal states of the Bach Empire, their duchies situated around its borders. It had been impossible for them not to come.
Now that they had found the man they were after, they naturally wanted to quickly finish off the enemies ahead and return to their duchies as soon as possible.
"Wait. I'm rather interested in that brat. I want to see what sort of little noble would dare provoke even our Bach Empire!"
Duke Bick was in no hurry. He waved a hand at the commanders, then rode his Magic Beast mount out from the ranks.
The other commanders had no choice but to follow Duke Bick toward the battlefield ahead.
"My lord, people on their side have left their formation. They should be coming to speak with you. Should we go over?"
Nalant's side immediately