"Vice Captain. They're coming." One of the soldiers came to him with a serious expression.

"Are we really going to do this?" Another soldier expressed his doubt. After all, it would be impossible to take on a bishop without a single captain.

However, Joseph nodded his head as if he was determined in doing it. He said, "We can't find a single captain around our area, so we have to fight them so that they don't destroy this city."

"…" The soldiers looked down, hesitated. This order only meant one thing. They had to sacrifice their lives.

Joseph understood their concern as well, but he could only trust that person for the time being. He said with a sigh. "Just trust me this once. We'll win."

"We understand."

With a heavy heart, they walked outside the city, not wanting to take the fight inside because it would cause too many casualties.

The five soldiers that walked together with him had steeled their resolve. They were meant to protect the people from the Supreme Devil Organization, so if they died, they had at least died for the people.

Joseph could see a carriage moving toward the city and a group of knights protecting it. However, each knight was a powerful Spirit Wielder, so they knew this was the man they were waiting for. Even Joseph could feel the eerie aura coming from that carriage.

"Tsk." Joseph gritted his teeth, trying to envelop the area with his Spiritual Energy to see whether the person that was going to help them would appear or not.

Since he couldn't sense anything, Joseph said, "If I die, you all should leave immediately and report it."

sacrifice his life to give them some

because it would just make it hard for him.

what pleasure that a random person stops us?" One of the knights came forward as if trying

"I'm not sure. I just happen to know you

normal person outside, so he still had

in front of them, the middle-aged butler

of him was startled,

reaction, which was different from the shock. So, he said, "It

simply startled to find the person before me

a silence filling

Joseph's hand began to revolve

as he sent forth numerous strings from his right hand toward the carriage. He aimed

his sword to stop these threads but to no avail. He managed to cut a few of them, but the rest had reached the carriages, slicing it into

carriage didn't crumble. Instead, the threads were

long robe that covered everything, including his hand. The long sleeves circled

it was a thick

be cut,

its scythe a bit, deflecting the thread

the fight as well. The soldiers and the knights stepped forward,

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