Combat (Part 2)

After completing the Sir Berton Fief mission, on the seventeenth day.

The wind streamed endlessly past Tekaxiu. He no longer felt cold. He rode his warhorse while Romon flew low above the ground.

Because Lightning's flying speed was restrained, it remained within the range Tekaxiu could endure.

His warhorse galloped with all its strength, hot breath billowing from its nostrils.

In the distance, a stretch of green plains slowly emerged before them.

"My lord, why are we acting alone this time?" Tekaxiu asked doubtfully. "Shouldn't those minor nobles who hired you send troops as well?"

Hearing Tekaxiu's question, Romon smiled, as though this arrangement were the most natural thing in the world.

"First, these minor nobles are worse off than Sir Berton. Their territories suffered grievous losses when they first resisted the demons' attack, so they simply cannot provide better manpower to assist us. Second, these minor nobles have jointly given me half a Knight Fief, along with other compensation. I calculated it and found it quite generous. Therefore, there is no need for them to send troops to clear out the remaining demons nearby," Romon said into the wind.

Tekaxiu felt conflicted by his words... His lord truly had great confidence in his own abilities!

The individual territories of these minor nobles were not large, but combined, they amounted to nearly half a Baron Fief. There were several hundred Imps and more than two Greater Demons in those lands!

But on further thought, if they employed a strategy of defeating them one by one, they could indeed wipe them out. It would merely take some time. Thinking that way, Tekaxiu accepted Romon's approach.

Lightning gradually descended, and the green earth drew closer and closer. After the giant eagle landed, Tekaxiu slowed down while leading his warhorse.

"I'll fight at