I Am The Commander Of The Second Male Lead's Knights

“It’s not about that, but isn’t it possible for the Cult’s side?”

Randell completed the seal and needed certain materials for it. If you trace the distribution path of the material, you will know that “the Duke has a piece of the fallen spirit king.”

If you were a Cult aiming for a piece of the spirit, they would definitely attack.

“So Nina, I’m going to split the party in two.”

“It must be a team that moves fast with a few elites and another that moves at average speed.”

“Yes.”

“They’ll usually attack the elite first.”

“I suppose so. They would think that if a group is moving in a hurry, they are carrying important and dangerous goods.”

Nina replied cheerfully.

“Please leave it to me.”

“I have no one else to trust except Nina.”

“But leaving you behind······. Well, no. I decided to rely on other people too. I will leave you to them.”

“Pagans are more likely to attack using Bellacs.”

“I guess so. I’m going to take extra knights.”

Nina replied in a relaxed tone. Louis asked.

“How many people are you thinking of taking?”

“Two or three.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

That would be it, and Louis nodded his head.

“If you ride a unicorn, you will move quickly.”

“If we hurry too much, the enemy may not catch up. I’ll have to go moderately.”

Then let’s secretly leave at dawn first.

At the end of the conversation between the three. Louis said regretfully.

“I wish Sieur Randell could move together with me.”

“The intense horseback riding is absolutely impossible for him.”

At Nina’s words, Louis nodded, “I suppose so.”

A Sage cannot keep up with the stamina of a knight. After the talk was over, Nina thought about who to take.

‘Jean is the Vice Commander, so I’ll have to leave him behind. I think Kell or Pan would be comfortable.’

If I take Pan, Hayden may be left alone.

‘Should I pick Charlotte?’

I decided and notified them just like that.

The day of departure was just around the corner.

Before dawn and before sunrise, when the bluish light filled the manor, two people appeared in front of the townhouse.

Nina, who was sitting on top of it with a hood over her head, said with a sigh.

“Is this your plan?”

“As long as the Commander gives permission.”

It was Adrian, not Kell, who appeared wearing a hood. Even if he’s wearing a hoodie or a mask, Nina will not fail to recognize him.

Looking at his respectful appearance, he seemed to pretend to be a member. Adrian raised his hood a little. The eyes she met were a green light peridot color, so she swallowed her breath.

His hair was as light as Kell’s.

She wondered what the hell was going on, but Nina put on a straight face.

“I bet Sir Louis is going to scold someone later.”

“You mean me?”

Adrian spoke with surprise, and Nina let out a mixture of sighs and laughter. Adrian pulled the front of the hood covering his eyes and asked.

“Are you having trouble going with me?”

Nina couldn’t help but laugh more at the question.

It was still before the gates of the Capital were opened, but the Duke passed by showing his seal.

Just by seeing the unicorn, the soldiers recognized who they were and gave a salute.

As they stepped outside the gate, they glanced at each other and began to run fast on the wide road.

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“Pieces fell into the hands of Duke Luverne.”

According to the leader’s words, they had no choice but to bow their heads.

The cult serving the fallen spirit had four Lawmakers led by the High Priest.

The leader rarely showed up, so the four were the real people behind the cult’s power, but they had no choice but to bow their heads in front of the leader.

“I am disappointed with Law No. 3.”

“Leader, I will make up for this.”

The plan to experiment by handing over some of the pieces to the Sage seemed to go well, but it was shattered because of his “Star Sage”.

He urgently sent someone to find the piece, but there was no trace. In the meantime, he found a secret purchase of materials to seal the spirit sculpture from Duke Luverne.

From then on, surveillance was put on them.

Rumor has it that he hurried back to his estate without waiting for the Grand Ball.

Law No. 3 begged the Leader so much that his head touched the ground.

“······I see. Whatever happens, retrieve it. If you can’t······.”

Blurring the end of the speech was effective enough, so Law No. 3 said, feeling a cold sweat running down his back.

“I will never let you down.”

“I hope so.”

At the gesture of the leader, Act No. 3 stepped back. He gritted his teeth.

Law No. 3, Baron Berg, breathed in anger.

‘That little punk!’

He chewed his lips thinking of Duke Luverne. I can’t believe he’s getting in the way like this.

It was like a joke when a young man was said to have killed his family and climbed onto the seat.

The Duchy of Luverne is over.

The illegitimate child takes over the Duke’s seat.

Now, who would recognize the Luverne as a Ducal House?

Baron Berg was also excited when everyone talked about it.

An ugly and monstrous face.

They say he’s illegitimate, so maybe, even a bellac’s blood is flowing through his veins. They locked him up in the basement and sent him to fight bellacs.

Where could there be something as pleasant as the fall of those who stand tall in the top, unreachable?

However, the Duke of Luverne, who appeared in society, was young and devilishly beautiful.

What about his knights?

That’s an immoral man who killed his family, an illegitimate child. He thought that no one would acknowledge him, but the nobles showed their favor toward him as if they were flipping their palms.

The merchants and businesses he was managing looked like a goose laying golden eggs. It was annoying when Count Toma, who was as bald as he was, puffed up with plenty of hair.

‘Hoo-hoo-but this is just a moment, too.’

When Nodolu, the true spirit, was crowned, and paradise was opened in this world, he would rule them all.

With a perfect body and mighty power.

By that time, all the opponents he had to bow down for an audience would come to lick his toes this time.

Just thinking about it made him feel better, and he murmured.

‘To do that, I must somehow restore the faith of the leader.’

He thought of the “Ice Maiden.”

It’s a shame to use such a card for this purpose, but it’s better to use excessive force since failure is unacceptable.

‘Huh, The Best Imperial Sword?’

That’s a human being.

It is incomparable to the power of a mighty spirit.

“Law No. 3.”

“What?”

“Just before dawn, two Dark Knights left the capital in unicorns.”

He squinted his eyes.

A few elites rushed down to the estate.

‘Is it a trap?’

Whether it’s a trap or not, you can grab the smaller side first, and if you can’t find the piece, the other party.

“Untie the ice maiden.”

Berg’s aide took a breath and answered.

“Yes, sir. For the glory of Nodolu.”

“For glory.”