Dieter, Dieter's horse could not help but take several steps backward.
He had a deep impression of the female Priest who had been cursing loudly behind Battle Domain Thunder.
Although during that period, he had paid more attention to the blood-pumping Cunlü.
But as a man, Old School Striking King could still make him break out in a cold sweat.
Sometimes, Dieter could not help suspecting that the Undead commander had deliberately sent the two of them out together... Only the alternation between ice and fire could make someone unforgettable.
But Battle Domain Thunder could not possibly have lied to him... The two of them really had been old friends for many years, with an exceptionally deep friendship.
Dieter took a deep breath and calmly reminded himself inwardly that the female Priest was an ally and generally would not attack him.
"Dieter!" Battle Domain Thunder charged over to his friend with his Knight Order, hundreds of ox hooves kicking up clouds of dust along the way. "What happened?
What do you need me to help with?"
Dieter could not help laughing. "It's not my problem. It's yours."
"What do you mean?" Thunder rubbed his hands together. "Someone wants to attack us? Who... is so considerate as to come here and offer themselves up?"
"Mr. Dieter." Old School Striking King had already figured it out. "Are they people of the so-called Grand Sage level in your world? They don't know Hill is here?"
"Yes, Grand Sages, and more than one." Dieter gave a bitter smile. "Although the most famous Grand Sages in Damboro are Ismail and Finch, that's only because their presence is stronger and they have more entanglements and disputes with the Royal Family.
But, how should I put it... There are also some families that even the Royal Family