Zhao Si returned to the Haligtree and found someone to report back to Miquella.
That brought the rather meaningless farce to an end.
Next, it was time to prepare to visit Mohg's Secret Dynasty.
Prepare, not set out immediately, because he still needed to ask Godwyn and Miquella for a few things.
Making Mohg die would not be difficult.
Keeping him alive would require some tools.
Only once he was fully prepared could Zhao Si say that he would decide whether Mohg lived or died.
No one thought he was talking nonsense when he said something like that now.
It was no empty boast to say that Miquella's Knight had the power to decide a demigod's life or death.
Quite a few people had taken an interest in the duel atop the Mountaintops of the Giants.
They had been on the summit, but plenty of spectators hoping to watch the excitement had been stopped below it by the Fire Monks.
Once Zhao Si and Melina returned, everyone understood what had happened.
Miquella's Knight had won, and won with ease.
The Fire Monks climbed the mountain and carried the old fellows down.
Some were wounded, while others looked as though they might not make it.
Whether they survived, and how they would live afterward, was probably down to fate.
They were all tenacious survivors, too. Old Man and Bagralim had received the bare minimum of treatment and were certain to live.
The same could not be said for Yuno and Theodoric.
As one of the Beastmen, Blaidd was naturally far hardier than a human. Despite being buried halfway in the ground, with his face disfigured and his neck broken, a faint spark of life remained in him.
The onlookers understood everything at a glance.
Miquella's Knight had not merely won. This