Infected Knights

(Though it was supposed to be a fireside chat, there was not even a fireplace. The one craving a fireplace was the author—they would not let the air conditioner run at home, and it was freezing to death.)

As a branch member and attendant of the Nearl family, Zofia naturally knew quite a bit about Kazimierz.

Bai Ye had heard of the Silverlance Pegasus Zofia mentioned before, during Hellagur's casual chats with Patriot Bocskai.

Come to think of it, this Silverlance Pegasus had some history with both Hellagur and Patriot.

If Bocskai had not led the Shieldguards through the blizzard and stormed the fortress back then, Hellagur, the bald butcher Barclay, and Semyon would all have died at the hands of that Silverlance Pegasus.

"What country that has managed to endure on this land is ever simple?" Bai Ye shook his head.

"I've gone off topic..." Zofia said no more and raised her wineglass.

After a moment of silence, Bai Ye spoke again.

"What is Kazimierz's attitude toward the Infected now?"

"Since the Blood Knight's tournament, Infected have no longer faced restrictions when participating in knight competitions. But while they allow the Infected to compete, no country would stand by and watch the Infected become a pillar of society, so they created an additional format."

"It is an arena for Infected fighters... Like gladiators of old, those Infected fight one another for the audience's amusement. They do not even have legal citizenship and can only be considered slaves."

Zofia's words left Bai Ye silent. He had not expected the Infected in Kazimierz to be in such miserable circumstances.

"Surprised, aren't you... But there is nothing to be done. Everyone has grown used to it. At least the Infected can survive this way."

"I am indeed surprised." Bai Ye nodded. "I