Clearly, this man who called himself the Eagle Knight had gone mad, and thoroughly so. Otherwise, he would not have appeared here looking like an exhibitionist.
As for whether he really was the Eagle Knight, Yang Yi had reached a judgment too.
That was because the man really had flown into the sky by flapping his arms. Although it was an extremely inefficient and foolish thing to do, he had actually managed it. The principle was similar to the high-frequency vibration of Reinhardt's soles when he stood on the sea, except that the Eagle Knight had replaced his feet with his arms.
Yang Yi looked to either side and found that the other Madmen were not stopped when they walked forward.
But he was different. Whenever he so much as made a move to step forward, a bullet hole would appear just ahead of his toes, practically grazing his boot. He could faintly feel the heat as the bullet tore through the air.
"Why can they go through?"
Yang Yi pointed at the passing Madmen and tried to communicate with the Eagle Knight high overhead.
"Because you aren't funny at all!"
The Eagle Knight explained. His reasoning was rather baffling, but his next words revealed some useful information.
"Anyone who isn't funny enough is absolutely forbidden from approaching the Holy Tower. They might hurt the Saintess inside!"
He spoke seriously. Although he wore only a pair of shorts and behaved abnormally, his expression was utterly solemn, as though he were carrying out some sacred mission.
The Holy Tower... the Saintess?
Could there be an Istil here too?
No...
Yang Yi thought of the contradiction. Pointing at the Eagle Knight in the air, he argued, "Is there something wrong with your head? The Saintess is also known as the Divine Knight.