"This is the Third Prince?"
The local knights whispered amongst themselves with shaken hearts. Everyone knows that the Third Prince of the Seirende Empire was thrown away to the battlefield because of his low magic aptitude.
But standing before them was a man, viciously strong and intimidating.
A man, who even by standing in the battlefield would have a presence that will strike the hearts of both allies and the enemies in awe. A man, who as soon as he pointed his sword forward, would cause his soldiers to be calm and the enemies in disarray.
How could he be this capable?!
"Do not let your thoughts wander when you are on the battlefield! Why the shock? Do you think that after all these years, His Highness would stay as he is when he is but a child?" Another member of the Blades chastised the shocked knights.
