That bard is such a charmer!

Chapter 113 The Knight's Roar

The sealing magic circle has been destroyed, and those humans have come in?

And he even killed Ravenna?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Vespera refused to accept this reality, yet his senses kept slapping his pale face.

Finally, he sighed softly and regained his composure.

"Well, it seems the Imperials are more capable than I thought—the death of just one child would have been enough, but since you want a war with countless bloodshed, then I'll give you a war!"

After muttering to himself, he went to the cursed, sealed room and asked the vampire mage guarding it, "How's the progress?"

"It will take at least three more hours, sir."

"It will take three hours."

With a cold expression, Vespera made his way to the castle's main hall.

His Highness the Prince of Roland is here.

Having just endured a thrilling battle at the tournament, he removed his helmet, wiped away his sweat, and said to Vespera as she approached, "Oh, dear alchemist, I absolutely adore your potions! They're far more potent than any stamina potion! You should see the look of astonishment on my opponent's face when I sent him flying with a single spear thrust!"

"You flatter me, Your Highness. The reason it can be of help to you is essentially because you are naturally brave and extraordinary."

Vespera gave a slight bow and offered some compliments to the prince.

Then, just as the prince was in high spirits, he sighed and changed the subject: "Your Highness, I didn't mean to spoil your mood, but just now, my herb-gathering apprentices encountered a group of hateful bandits—"

"Robbers? Around Viscount Cole's castle?"

"I know this is hard to believe, but I'm not kidding. Those bandits infiltrated the tournament to try and cause chaos. Ravenna happened to witness their attack and was unfortunately killed by them—"

As he spoke, Vespera put on a sad expression.

At the same time, he secretly turned a green gemstone ring on his finger, releasing a vampire-specific illusion used to lower the guard of his prey.

Within seconds, the prince's eyes became glazed over, and he began to imagine Ravenna's face.

What a beautiful lady!

Was he actually murdered by those despicable bandits?

What a tragedy!

As a prince, I must seek justice for her!

"Cole!"

Next, without Vespera speaking, the prince found Viscount Cole and ordered him to suspend the tournament and then gather the warriors willing to serve the royal family to eliminate those despicable bandits!

Viscount Cole was completely bewildered, but he dared not disobey the prince's order.

Seeing that the plan was going smoothly, Vespera chimed in, "Some of my apprentices have seen the faces of those bandits, and I would be happy to bring them into the ranks to guide the brave warriors in the direction of the enemy—"

Just five minutes later.

Meanwhile, Richard and his group had just arrived at the high ground south of the castle. They were observing the castle's surroundings and discussing the possibility of a surprise attack.

Before they could formulate a plan, the prince led sixty or seventy warriors who were supposed to participate in the tournament to their presence.

Upon meeting, Vespera pointed at Isabella and shouted, "Your Highness, those people are bandits!"

Viscount Cole narrowed his eyes, speculating, "Well-equipped, and with a family crest I've never seen before, Your Highness, these are probably not just ordinary bandits, but spies sent by an enemy nation!"

"I see, I knew it!"

The prince donned his helmet, flicked the reins, and as his horse reared up, pointed his lance at Richard and his men, shouting triumphantly, "You despicable scoundrels, your plot has been exposed! Now that the king has arrived, why don't you surrender?"

I really don't see what makes you seem like a king. It just feels like you offended the painter who painted you in your past life.

Richard rolled his eyes, but considering that the other person might be related to Isabella, he ultimately refrained from uttering the hurtful remark.

Behind them, the others were engaged in a heated discussion: "The vampires are moving faster than expected—"

"Should we start fighting now? If we can kill Vespera here, it will all be over!"

"The opposing team looks like they're all young people, not particularly strong, but there are too many of them, so our chances of winning aren't high."

"Ugh, I've had enough!"

Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted the discussion. It was Dunk, who had been listening in, who suddenly stood up, drew his greatsword, and walked straight toward the prince.

The prince asked, "Have you come to surrender?"

"Hey! Isn't this Brother Dunk?" A contestant from the tournament standing next to the prince recognized Dunk: "You're a knight of the kingdom, how come you're mixed up with the enemy?"

The prince raised an eyebrow: "So that's how it is. You're a traitor! Kneel before me now, and perhaps I can forgive you."

Dunk roared, "No! I'm not a traitor! And I will never kneel before you!"

The prince glared at him: "What did you say? You don't recognize me? I'm a prince!"

Dunk replied, "So what if you're a prince? You've associated with vampires, and you've disgraced the kingdom! As a knight, I must stop you! And you righteous gentlemen, please don't become accomplices to evil!"

After hearing what Deng Ke said, the other side remained silent for a few seconds.

Then everyone burst into laughter.

The prince, doubled over with laughter, said to Viscount Cole and Vespera, "Hahaha, listen to what this fool is saying! A knight? Look at his shabby appearance, does he even deserve to call himself a knight?"

Vespera added, "Yes, Your Highness, he's just a idiot spouting nonsense."

However, on the high ground, Isabella curled the corners of her mouth: "The ancestors of the Schneider family are much cuter than their descendants~"

The chief knight next to him looked down at his toes, pretending to be deaf.

Isabella glanced at the colorful family crests of the enemy forces opposite her, and after recognizing a few familiar ones, she turned to Johnny and said, "Mr. Dunk's thinking is correct, but he doesn't have enough weight—if you and I were added, it should be enough. After all, morality can't challenge royal authority, but papal authority can."

Jonia: "————"

Your Highness, given your status, you shouldn't casually utter such sensitive words!

Despite her inner grumbling, Johnny understood what Isabella meant.

She walked to Dunke's side and performed a blessing spell unique to the Earth Goddess.

Isabella followed closely behind, deliberately radiating holy light, and pointed at Dunk, saying, "As a paladin, I swear to the gods, every word this knight said is true!"

Richard, seeing this, smiled and narrowed his eyes. He then used his bard's signature move, pointing at Vespera beside the prince and shouting, "We are not bandits or spies from an enemy nation, but warriors who have come specifically to exterminate vampires! That man is a vampire; he deceived His Highness! If you gentlemen do not believe me, you can cast a Holy Healing spell on him and see if he dares to take it!"

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