V1 Prologue (1/2)
White Wolves
Act 1 - Captain Cassel‘What a mess’
Captain Francis looked around at his haggard hed They were low in nu The ones that did reanized mess
As Francis halted, so did his men The dust that the horses stirred up was quickly swept away by the wind
Francis took a breath and asked,
“Where is Lars?”
Francis glanced towards the very rear, however the only sign of Lars was his unmanned horse
“The last time I saw him he had injured his neck”
One of the knights answered, his sentence riddled with hurried breaths It seerasped his half-broken helmet in his hands and lowered his head
“He must’ve fallen off his horse I’m at fault I should’ve known I’m sorry”
Francis couldn’t blaht, as, he too hadn’t looked back
‘Seven left, including me’
As Francis’ thoughts turned to the spectral-like knights, that had appeared out of nowhere, his hands started to shake The terror of those knights had imprinted deep in his heart, and he was unable to calm himself
Francis scanned his men,
“Does anyone recognize them?”
His men blankly looked at each other
A weak voice sounded out
“Maybe the ‘Black Lion Knights?”
Francis shook his head
The armour’s the same, but they’re not the Earl’s They almost seem like spe-“
He stopped hinise his own thoughts
In less than ten hts, having lost that battle, had to shamefully retreat, unaware that their numbers were further reduced to seven
After the hurried retreat, Francis had no idea where they were He decided to lead his troops in a southern direction, however he doubted that the direction of the sunset was south
“Was it an illusion? There’s no way those kinds of monsters really exist”
Francis replayed the previous events in his e swords, which could cut steel like butter They used spears to stab a horse and hurl it over, even if had a person on it One of the ht Francis’ spear ular wooden stick
“Captain, what’s our mission? Don’t you think it’s tihts? Why e attacked?” a frightened young knight choked out
“Aren’t we the Royal Knights of the Karmorte? When we left why didn’t we report to His Majesty? Why did we have to sneak out at dawn? Why didn’t you let us stop at any houses? Why did we have to rush through the shortcuts?”
“I agree, Captain I also had the impression that ere ordered to follow Ironpeace’s official invite and act as ers However, before we departed you ordered us to be heavily ar thoseon here?”
The other knights joined in on the interrogation
After a brief silence, Francis reached into his clothes and took out an envelope The envelope was decorated with the crest of His Majesty and was heavily sealed
“This envelope contains a confidential letter fro Charles I had intended to keep it a secret until we had arrived at Ironpeace, but, due to these circu to continue to do so You are correct, we aren’t going to Ironpeace by an official invite Instead, by the order of His Majesty, we’re going as reinforcements”
The knights looked at each other, surprised
Francis continued “Eight troops total got the order Three sets of troops to Arantia and five to Carnelog They left a day earlier than us
“His Majesty is preparing for war?”
“Yes Although, he didn’t say who the eneuess”
“The Earl of Black Lion, and the Earl of Red Rose?”