"Alright, if you insist." Grand Duke Andrei sighed. Every time Kayal showed that expression, someone would be in big trouble. He hoped Kayal wouldn't mess up this time.
But to be honest, Grand Duke Andrei was quite looking forward to Kayal messing up. At that time, Grand Duke Andrei could gloat and laugh at Kayal, saying, "You brat, you messed up, didn't you!"
Grand Duke Andrei was very much looking forward to that moment.
After Grand Duke Andrei returned, the boisterous cheers never stopped. Countless burly men with ale were cheering. They yearned to be Knights, but if their aptitude hadn't allowed them to become Knight Marquises by now, it meant they had lost the qualification to continue becoming Knights.
After that, they would change professions—either become cooks, blacksmiths, or go out to do business.
This was the sorrow of the common citizen.
"Knights, bring them all in! Father, please go and ring the alarm bell, the third sound." Kayal commanded loudly from his horse.
"Wait! Heavens, you didn't mispeak! The third sound of the alarm bell! That's impossible." Grand Duke Andrei was as flustered as ever.
The alarm bell was an alert system established when Kayal was five years old. The alarm bell in Red Leaf Fortress's largest square was not to be touched by anyone. One ring meant the enemy was within a few kilometers of Red Leaf Fortress, and all residents had to put down their work and retreat into the inner fortress of Red Leaf Fortress.
The second ring meant Red Leaf Fortress was in danger of being destroyed, and all men had to take up arms and defend the city.
The third ring meant a powerful enemy capable of destroying the entire Red Leaf Fortress was attacking, and the entire Red Leaf Fortress would enter a period of military control: children had to help the elderly prepare food, and all men, women, and children, young and old, had to arm themselves. Although with the strength of Red Leaf Fortress, the alarm bell might never be needed, it was a very useful alarm device.
Grand Duke Andrei thought he would never hear the third bell ring in his lifetime, but he didn't expect Kayal to want to ring the third bell now without any reason. Grand Duke Andrei quickly stopped him.
"Father, trust me." Kayal's gaze was very firm. Grand Duke Andrei had never seen Kayal with such an expression. He released Kayal's hand and glanced at Priscilla, who was completely oblivious to everything in Kayal's arms, secretly guessing the possibility of her being his daughter-in-law.
The Knights threw a string of Gauls into the open space. This open space was completely empty nearby. It would be like climbing to the heavens for the Gauls, who had no horses, to escape on foot. And probably thinking that since they had survived among 100,000 people and hadn't been killed, the Celts, who had gone to such great lengths to bring them back, probably wouldn't kill them either.
So, a group of Gauls, like castrated chickens, gathered together dejectedly and sat on the ground. After a series of bell sounds, there was no longer a guard beside them. Although some were tempted, they became disheartened and resigned to their fate, thinking they couldn't swim back to Gaul.
The entire Red Leaf Ridge was in an uproar, with almost all residents immediately dropping their work and rushing to the Grand Square.
Some itinerant merchants from out of town, not understanding why, could only follow the crowd to the square, which was already packed with people.
100,000? Or 200,000?
Looking at the surging crowd below, a huge sense of honor swelled in Kayal's heart. These were the people whose lives I had tried every possible way to improve over the past six years. They are my responsibility, my glory, my people, my subordinates, my... Kayal's eyes flickered as he watched the constant small commotions rising among his subjects below, and he proudly puffed out his chest.
Seeing Kayal's appearance, Grand Duke Andrei's face showed a relieved smile. No matter how clever Kayal usually was, at this moment, he was just like himself back then. Grand Duke Andrei chuckled as he recalled the first time he experienced a battlefield by his father's side, and how similar he was to the now completely satisfied Kayal!
Commotion constantly arose below because people kept recognizing the Silver-Eyed Witch behind Kayal. Priscilla simply refused to get off the Unicorn, and if Kayal didn't have important business, Priscilla wouldn't want to leave Kayal's embrace either.
"Have you all recognized them?" Kayal asked with a smile, pointing at the Claymores. "That's right, they are the Silver-Eyed Witches."
The moment Kayal spoke, the 200,000 people of Camelot immediately quieted down, thanks to the exceptionally high average quality of Camelot's people. If it were people from his previous life, 200,000 people, filling an entire Tiananmen Square, Kayal would have shouted himself hoarse without a loudspeaker, and it would have been useless.
In the quiet square, only Kayal's gentle yet sharp, clear, and steady voice could be heard drifting in the wind.
"That's right, like clowns, funny characters, self-righteous Silver-Eyed Witches. Do you know what their self-proclaimed role is? Guardians! Guardians of humanity." Kayal chuckled, "Heh heh... interesting, isn't it! They are clearly just Silver-Eyed Witches! Every human fears their powerful strength, they are clearly forced to fight against their will, constantly walking on the edge of death, yet they dare to call themselves guardians of humanity... How interesting and ridiculous it is."
Kayal laughed, like singing a song, with his hands raised high. His voice echoed in the wind, reaching everyone's ears.
"You brat!" The impatient Sophia was about to draw her sword, but her hand was held down by Irene. Irene's face was calm, and she gently shook her head at Sophia.
Her other hand was on Rolulia's hand, who was also about to draw her sword.
"Don't move." Irene gestured for the two to look over, and they saw Teresa standing there with her arms crossed over her chest, accentuating her bust, eyes closed, and a smile on her lips, as if posing.
"How can you two be so calm!" Sophia cried out unwillingly, her short, curly golden hair, like seaweed, flicking a golden light by her ears. "Listen." Irene calmly pressed down their hands, then crossed her own arms over her chest and closed her eyes as well.
"Look at them, strong like demons, cold like ice, yet so foolish as to always risk injury, death, traveling thousands of miles, and then cutting down demons. Isn't that too foolish! If it were me, I would let the demons rampage for a while, and when you're only half left, I would then strike, kill the demons, and then you would gratefully kneel before me, kissing my shoes and begging for my help. See, they're very foolish, aren't they!" Kayal chuckled, easily speaking of conspiracies, chilling everyone to the bone.