Fiel and August were struggling against the enemy cavalry, and if I got bogged down here and we all died, all the achievements and efforts so far would be for nothing. That absolutely couldn't happen. Why was I fighting with my life on the line? Isn't my dream to become a lord and live happily with Hilda?
What could I do against one knight who raised both arms high to strike down from above in Halbschwert stance while the other tried to find an opening? Their skills were no joke, and I was being pushed back. But when had I ever not been pushed back? I'm the one who fought to the death against Klugen.
Compared to then, now I was wearing sturdy plate armor and hadn't even been cut by a sword. The wound on my left cheek was slowly healing as the memory of that day faded. As the knight in Halbschwert stance charged to strike down from above, I met him with the same stance.
