Watching the scene in silence, Tyler felt the oppressive force brought by those Armored Knights at that moment, even from so far away.
That was only because he was not standing in the path of the Armored Knights' charge.
Tyler was somewhat dazed. Then he asked Ross, "I heard that this lord has no half-elves under his command, only humans and beastmen."
"So these knights are all humans as well?"
"Yes," Ross nodded.
Tyler asked, "Do these knights truly have nothing to do with you? You didn't cultivate them in advance?"
Ross nodded again. "Of course I didn't train them. The only connection they have to me is that the armor they wear was made using materials I lent to this lord."
Tyler sighed. "If only these knights were ours."
Hearing this, Ross no longer wished to keep watching. He swung himself onto his horse and said, "Don't dwell on such unrealistic things."
"Come on. Since we've already come this far, let's go meet the lord!"
After hearing that, Tyler took one last look before mounting his horse as well.
Once they entered the city, Tyler hungrily took in everything around him.
The city was flourishing, and its residents lived and worked in peace.
From time to time, they could even see teams of people in standardized uniforms patrolling the streets.
Ross introduced them, saying, "They're all peacekeepers. Some are wounded soldiers who retired from service, while others are soldiers who failed the selection after training."
Tyler fell silent. Looking at those patrolmen, he could already sense the considerable elite quality among them.
In Blackstone Bastion Settlement, even these peacekeepers could serve as elite soldiers in battle.
Yet here, they had been eliminated.
After holding it in for a long while, Tyler finally squeezed out one sentence. "He really is