Hail the King

“Yes, Sir!” The young Silver Moon Knight finally nodded and took the scroll before carefully putting it into his pocket.

“Here are two more things for you.” Akinfeev thought for a moment and took out a silver scroll and a golden scroll. He said, “The silver scroll can create a prison of light capable of imprisoning anyone who isn’t a demi-god. The golden scroll contains one full-force attack of Emperor Yassin His Majesty. They will be useful to you in critical moments. Quickly go now!”

“Sir, you… please take care!”

Piazon didn’t decline and took the scrolls.

While single-kneeling, he bowed and turned around before walking out of the palace.

Seeing the Silver Moon Knight walking away, Akinfeev heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed a bit. Then, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Akinfeev thought, “Kid, you are still young, and your talent is almost on par with Third Prince Alexander. It isn’t worth it to die in this unrecoverable battle. Go find His Highness with the secret inheritance scroll that His Majesty drafted. If you can be valued by the Third Prince, you will become a bright star of the empire. The future of the empire depends on young people like you. It is about time for old people like us to exit the stage.”

Soon, the other nine execution knights returned with their knight retinues.

Although these knights were confused when they didn’t see the Silver Moon Knight, they didn’t say anything.

“Let’s go! Let’s proceed to our final battle!”

Knight Captain Akinfeev of the Imperial Knight Palace of Zenit, the warrior who was called Emperor Yassin’s most loyal henchman by people in later generations, slowly walked down his stone chair. With his blood-red cape sliding behind him on the smooth floor, Akinfeev walked into the last battle of his life with his subordinates.

…

-On the Martial Saint Mountain located in the center of St. Petersburg-

As soon as the [Goddess of Earth’s Protection] shattered, the former Golden Sun Knight Chris Sutton who was cultivating cross-legged by the cliff sighed and opened his eyes.

“This day finally arrived?”

Sutton slowly got up, and sadness appeared on his face as he saw the No.1 Magic Tower further away collapsing irreversibly.

Soon, about 60 powerful figures appeared behind Sutton. They were the members of the Martial Saint Mountain and the disciples of the former Martial Saint Krasic.

“Sir, what should we do now?” a disciple asked.

“Battle!” Sutton’s answer only consisted of one word.

As soon as he said that, Sutton reached out his hand, and a knight lance made of black gold appeared in his palm. Then, he beckoned at his mount, a wolf beast, that was resting not far away, and it broke the chain and got to him while licking him with its dark-pink tongue and rubbing against his body with its head intimately.

“Old Friend, help me again today, for the last time!” Sutton looked up at the smoke that was soaring into the sky from all directions as flames burned on the defense walls, and he looked down at this demon beast that grew up with him and was like his brother.

While caressing this beast’s head, Sutton didn’t know what emotion he was feeling.

“Send someone to take care of Luffy His Highness’ mother. If possible, make sure to protect the Madam and bring her to Chambord.” Sutton suddenly thought of something and said to one of the members of the Martial Saint Mountain.

“No need,” a calm and gentle female voice sounded as a woman walked out from the trees further away on the peak of Martial Saint Mountain. She was the wife of [One Sword] who was the former sword genius of Zenit.