Ordinary cavalry had already made Tyler uneasy.
Elias led them to the training grounds of the Armored Knights.
The moment he entered, Tyler pulled himself together.
Though the cavalry he had just seen were formidable, Blackstone Bastion could still hold them off if it relied on its defenses.
Cavalry, after all, were not skilled at siege warfare.
Tyler knew he could not defeat them in open battle, but he could defend.
The small basin behind them was self-sufficient anyway.
The longer they held out, the more likely the enemy would leave on their own.
But Armored Knights were said to be all powerful warriors. A siege led by hundreds of such warriors was impossible to withstand.
So Tyler wanted to see exactly what kind of warriors they were.
After entering, he saw several Armored Knights carrying out their daily training.
Their training covered many areas. First came personal martial training—one-on-one or group battles, practicing against one another.
They also had to drink potions to strengthen their Knight Seeds, giving their bodies greater power.
After that came combat drills between formations.
Mounted archery, charges, and more. Wearing armor, they also had to train their magic mounts—an entire series of tasks.
At one corner of the training grounds, Tyler watched more than a dozen knights charge forward at once.
The sheer force of it left Tyler standing there in a daze.
At that moment, he finally understood that the details in the intelligence reports had not been lies.
Tyler imagined himself in the place of ordinary soldiers standing in formation. How could they possibly withstand a charge like that?
Not turning tail and running on the spot would already count as strong-willed.
Tyler fell silent for a long while before saying unwillingly, "They truly are... truly are powerful knights."
Under the sunlight,