Over the years, Marcelo had acquired plenty of experience negotiating with Wally.
According to the usual procedure, they were supposed to line up their forces, exchange greetings, state their respective demands, and finally enter into a long, friendly negotiation.
But he never expected that this time, they wouldnât even have a chance to speak. The Knight at the head of the opposing force swung a flaming Longsword and charged them.
Instantly, the sounds of battle erupted across the wilderness.
For Ronin, although Rapids Island wasnât his yet, with Brunoâs promise, it would certainly belong to him in the future.
âItâs better to have more obedient people on my territory.â
âThese troublemakers need to be taught a lesson.â
âTalks could wait until after weâd beaten them head-on.â
The Knights brandished their Longswords and charged the group of rebels.
Some of them were from the Royal Familyâs Knight Order, some were from Sharp Horn Cityâs Knight Squad, and some were from the garrison permanently stationed on Rapids Island. Every squad was professionally trained, giving them a natural advantage against these rebels.
With two Silver Knights, Karda and Lu Qi, leading the charge, the battle became one-sided almost as soon as the two sides clashed.
SPURT!
Clifford slashed a Knight charging at him and kicked away two more who pounced. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
âThis is bad. If I stay here, Iâm dead for sure!â
He no longer hesitated and quickly fled toward the rear.
Just then, a sharp whistling sound cut through the air as a shadow dove down, a Griffinâs sharp talons aimed at his shoulder.
Clifford was a Golden Knight, after all, and had considerable combat experience. Although he didnât turn his head, he reacted instinctively, throwing himself to the ground in a roll and narrowly dodging the attack.
âA Griffin!â
Cliffordâs blood ran cold. Although some high-ranking nobles also owned Griffins, the appearance of such a creature was something most people associated with the Oduin Royal Family.
If Rapids Island were some kind of strategic, must-have territory, or a place that generated significant economic benefits, the great noble families would have quickly turned their attention here the moment trouble started.
But this was a place for imprisoning criminals. Although it had decent timber resources, the annual output was nothing special.
To the Kingdom, this income was a drop in the bucket, easily replaced by many other sources.
âI donât get it. Why would the Royal Family send peopleâand extremely valuable Griffin Knights at thatâthe moment a little trouble stirred on Rapids Island?â
âThis was like playing cardsâyou play a three, and your opponent immediately slams down a royal flush. How are you even supposed to play that?â
âRun. I have to run!â
But how could a humanâs speed compare to that of a Griffin?
Moreover, just as Clifford was fleeing, a figure enchanted with speed-enhancing Magic flashed in, thrusting the Flame Stream Sword at him.
In his panic, Clifford raised his sword to meet the blow.
Under the impact of the immense Power, Clifford couldnât withstand the force, and the Longsword was knocked from his hand.
Roninâs figure appeared before him. "I havenât heard of the White Flower Association gaining a Knight of your caliber. Tell me who you are!"
âJust now, he repelled the combined attack of Wally and several other Knights with a single blow. That means his strength surpasses the Bronze Level; heâs at least Silver Level.â
âBut according to what Wally said on the way here, the White Flower Associationâs strongest fighter is Marcelo, a Bronze Knight. Itâs impossible for a Silver Knight to have appeared in such a short time.â
Repeatedly finding himself in a desperate situation, despair rose in Cliffordâs heart. He unleashed all his Fighting Qi, forming a relentless, tsunami-like torrent that rushed toward Ronin with unstoppable power.
He wanted to use this one attack to push Ronin back, break through the blockade, and escape this troubled land.
âEven hiding in the mountain forests would be better than being captured.â
Nearby, Melonika, who was observing the battle, had a change in expression. âThatâs the Sixth-level Water Attribute Combat Skill, Tidal Frenzy. This guy is a Golden Knight. Ronin is in danger.â
Lurans had arranged for him to come and protect Ronin, and he wouldnât interfere in the latterâs ordinary battles. However, if Ronin was in real danger, he had to protect him from harm immediately.
But just as he was about to act, the Flame Stream Sword in Roninâs hand erupted with an extremely compressed Flame, piercing through the manâs raging torrent like a flash of light and striking his Armor.
Melonikaâs eyes flickered, his heart filled with shock.
âRonin actually used the Sixth-level Combat Skill, Fire Flash. Is he using a skill above his rank, like Karda, or is he already a Golden Knight?â
âItâs hard to imagine. The Marquisâs eldest grandson, whom no one thought much of back then, has actually grown this powerful.â
In an instant, Clifford was sent flying, crashing hard through several trees by the roadside before collapsing at the base of another. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he lost all Power to resist.
Ronin sheathed his Flame Stream Sword, his gaze shifting from the man to the battlefield.
The battle was now nearing its end.
In that last charge, more than half of the White Flower Associationâs members had been killed or wounded, and the stench of blood filled the mountain road.
With both Clifford and Marcelo captured, the remaining men lost the courage to continue fighting. One by one, they dropped their Weapons and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
The Knights and Infantry placed their Longswords to the menâs necks, holding them in place.
Although it was a one-sided battle with a predictable victory, there were some casualties on their side. Most of them were Wallyâs subordinates, with a few members of the Sharp Horn City Knight Squad as well. As for the dozen or so Professional Knights led by Missy, they suffered no casualties at all.
Wally had his men drag Marcelo before Ronin.
Looking at the troublemaker who had fought him for years now kneeling on the ground, he couldnât help but feel a surge of satisfaction.
"Marcelo, the man standing before you is Ronin Wushan, the Count of Wubei, who has come to exterminate you under orders from His Majesty the King!"
"Heh, now you see just how fragile the mob you gathered is, donât you?"
Marcelo raised his head, looked at Ronin with difficulty, and snorted in defiance. "If youâre going to kill me, then kill me! Stop making that disgusting face in front of me!"
Wally Knight wanted to curse him out and vent his anger, but Ronin raised a hand to stop him.
"Youâve got guts. But rest assured, weâre not going to kill you."
âMy purpose in coming to Rapids Island this time was just to earn some merit, to give Bruno a reason to grant me a title.â
âPrisoners are the best proof of merit.â
âIâll take Marcelo and the other key figures back to Golden Feather City to report to His Majesty the King.â
Ronin signaled for Tom and David to bring the unconscious Clifford over.
"Before we interrogate you, Iâm very curious to know who this man is."
Only then did everyone turn their attention to the man Tom and David were carrying. Not everyone had noticed Clifford during the chaos of the battle.
Marceloâs eyes darted away. After a brief silence, he said, "Heâs like me, just a descendant of the criminals imprisoned on Rapids Island."
Ronin looked at Wally Knight. "In other words, your intelligence was wrong. Hidden among the natives of the Rapids Island White Flower Association is a Golden Knight."
"Impossible! The White Flower Association canât have a Golden Knight!"
Wally was certain. "If they had a Golden Knightâno, if they even had a Silver Knight, they would have dared to kill me and seize the Rapids Island docks the last time I came to collect the timber shipment!"
He looked at the still-unconscious Clifford, his brow deeply furrowed. "This manâs skin doesnât have the distinct sallow complexion of someone from Rapids Island. Iâm telling you, he is definitely not from the island!"
Wally pressed his Longsword to Marceloâs neck. "Speak! Who is he?"
Marcelo just snorted coldly and remained silent.
"In that case, letâs lock them up securely for now. We can interrogate them after he wakes up."
Ronin said, "Before that, we can conduct a thorough search of the White Flower Associationâs territory and see if we find anything suspicious."