After the bandits' attack, the knights became even more speechless.
Occasionally they glanced at me, but their eyes weren't as contemptuous as before, so I didn't care.
"Hurry up!"
Rather than talking to me, the knights yelled at the bandits being dragged along the carriage.
It seemed like they were blaming themselves for not being able to do anything when the bandits appeared.
Being a knight and being protected by their master was the most disgraceful thing that could happen, but they shouldn't be angry about it.
'Those guys don't even think of me as their master in the first place.'
It would simply be shame over being helpless.
Well, it wasn’t something I should care about.
'It felt good.'
Instead, I recalled the feeling I had while dealing with those bandits.
My sword moved so freely while I fought. Everything around me became apparent, and I could see their movements with startling clarity.
The more I thought about it, the more impressive it felt.
The bandit leader’s ax was fast. It was a blow so fast and powerful that my guards would’ve been cleaved in ha...
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