Chapter 481: Are You That Gervas?

The Wild Wolf Knights also ceased combat?

“Huh, it’s true! How could this happen? Even the Wild Wolf Knights have all retreated to the edges!”

“Yes! What exactly is going on? Why have these guys suddenly stopped fighting?”

The noble lords voiced even more astonished cries.

After all, the Beast King’s disappearance might be a trick, but the Wild Wolf Knights halting their attack could not possibly be any kind of scheme.

After all, the light cavalry was barely holding on, and the Wild Wolf Knights were just about to deliver the final blow and annihilate them.

Yet at this very moment, the Wild Wolf Knights suddenly stopped—wasn’t that giving the kingdom’s cavalry a chance to breathe?

What does the Beast King hope to gain?

“Commander-in-Chief, why don’t we immediately mobilize our main forces to break out, and order the Northern Light Cavalry to charge forward now!”

“Yes! No matter what the beastmen are up to, this is our perfect chance to break out!”

At this moment, some noble lords reacted quickly and all saw this as a golden opportunity.

But the Commander-in-Chief shook his head. “Gentlemen, I have considered this plan myself, but the Wild Wolf Knights have merely paused their attack—they have not withdrawn.”

“Look at their posture—they’re still glaring at the light cavalry. If the light cavalry makes any move, they’ll strike again immediately!”

“This… Commander-in-Chief, what should we do now? Just watch?” The noble lords looked disappointed.

“No matter what the beastmen intend, we cannot sit idle. Therefore, I propose we use this moment to rest and regroup.”

“Of course, more importantly, we can use this chance to see if we can recall the Stonecrusher Cavalry and reunite them with the Northern Light Cavalry.”

“If we can, then once all our light cavalry are united, our chances of breaking out will greatly increase,” the Commander-in-Chief said slowly.

After speaking, he turned specifically to the Duke of Stonecrusher. “Duke of Stonecrusher, you won’t oppose this plan again, will you?”

The Duke of Stonecrusher’s face flushed with embarrassment.

After all, if he hadn’t been selfish before, perhaps with the Stonecrusher Cavalry’s aid, the three thousand Northern Light Cavalry wouldn’t have suffered such heavy losses, and the army wouldn’t have been pushed into such a desperate position.

Of course, the Duke of Stonecrusher had lived a lifetime—he had thick skin.

He feigned indifference and nodded, tacitly agreeing to the Commander-in-Chief’s proposal.

Thus, the Duke of Stonecrusher sent messengers to cautiously deliver the order for troop redeployment.

…

While the Commander-in-Chief and the noble lords were carefully plotting for that sliver of a chance, Gervas’s thousand-strong force marched boldly toward Lindongcheng.

“Listen well, you lot—your Princess Sukama is in our hands. Whoever dares block our path, explain to your Beast King why Princess Sukama was injured!”

“Now, to prove I, Knight Migen, mean what I say, I’ll demonstrate with this one.”

“By the way, what’s his name again? Pla… something?”

“Knight Migen, his name is Plada. He is the deputy commander of the Wild Wolf Knights and Princess Sukama’s brother,” the soldier driving the cart immediately reminded him.

Plada: “…”

“That’s right—he’s Plada, your Wild Wolf Knights’ deputy commander and Princess Sukama’s younger brother. Now, let me demonstrate…”

Knight Migen stood arrogantly atop a carriage, then yanked up Plada, who was bound like a wriggling caterpillar.

Plada’s mouth was gagged, but his face clearly showed he was on the verge of madness.

After all, Migen had shouted his name aloud in front of so many beastmen—it was the ultimate humiliation.

But Migen didn’t care what the fellow was thinking. After dragging him up, he drew his waist dagger with a sharp clang.

Then he aimed precisely at Plada’s arm.

Thwack!

“Ugh!” Plada’s eyes bulged; the searing pain made sweat break on his forehead.

Migen had carved a wound two or three centimeters deep and over ten centimeters long into his arm.

Blood oozed steadily from the gash.

“See that? That’s the demonstration. If any of you make a move, the next cut will be on Princess Sukama!”

“Alright, demonstration over. Make way!”

As Migen spoke, the surrounding beastmen exchanged glances, then wisely stepped aside to clear a path.

After all, a few among them recognized Plada.

If even Deputy Commander Plada could be wounded like this, they dared not gamble that these humans wouldn’t harm Princess Sukama.

If Princess Sukama suffered even a single scratch, they would bear full responsibility.

Boom! Boom!

At that moment, a rapid thundering echoed from the southern road.

Looking out, they saw forty or fifty Wild Wolf Knights escorting a beastman riding a dappled tiger, racing toward them.

Gervas’s spirit sharpened—he knew the main figure had arrived.

Migen and the others also realized it; their previously relaxed expressions turned grim.

After all, even ordinary beastmen had made the Griffin Kingdom tense—how much more so the Beast King?

“My lord…”

“Don’t worry. With Princess Sukama and the Beast Prince in our hands, we’re in no danger. Just stay alert.”

Seeing Migen and the others about to speak, Gervas calmly reassured them.

His composure finally steadied the anxious hearts of the Storm Legion.

“We salute you, Beast King Your Majesty!”

“We salute you, Beast King Your Majesty!”

As the Beast King’s entourage drew near, a chorus of greetings rose up.

But clearly, the Beast King wore no smile—he ignored all his subordinates’ salutes.

“Human, was it you who attacked my royal tent?” The Beast King strode forward, his dark face and icy gaze fixed on the Storm Legion as he spoke slowly.

Migen and the others all turned to Gervas. Gervas smiled faintly and stepped forward. “Yes, Beast King Your Majesty. I apologize—yes, we attacked your royal tent.”

“But rest assured, we have treated Princess Sukama and your youngest prince with great care. We have not harmed them.”

The Beast King paused, startled—the noble leading this force was so young.

More importantly, this young noble, upon seeing him, remained utterly calm and composed.

Aside from the Northern Commander-in-Chief and the two dukes, no other noble lord could have maintained such poise.

“You are the Gervas that Moral spoke of?” The Beast King’s cold eyes locked onto Gervas, as if ready to tear him apart in the next instant.

And now he finally understood why Moral had pursued Gervas at all costs after discovering his escape.

This human noble didn’t just possess extraordinary ability—he had extraordinary courage!

If he were allowed to grow, he might indeed become a threat to the Beastmen.

But alas, that useless Moral had failed in the end.

Instead, these humans had seized Sukama.