Losa returned to the main hall of the Inner Castle Royal Palace, covered in dust from the journey.
The scorching sun left the fully armed Winged Cavalry sweating profusely.
The Varangian Guard, riding pack horses, had long since stopped halfway to rest at Constant Manor, unloading their armor to take a break.
The climate of the Holy Land is extremely unfriendly to the Franks, who mostly come from Central and Western Europe.
Losa himself didn't mind much.
The innate talent from the Blood Magic Specialization had altered his physique, along with Prajna, his mobile cooling unit. Even though he was fully armed, with thickly padded Armed Clothing under his Half-Body Armor, he hadn't sweated a drop.
The soldiers guarding the gates handed over earthen jars filled with saline water, which the Winged Cavalry took, finding a place in the shade to drink slowly and rest.
Baron Godfrey, wearing a blue overcoat, hurried over with Belian; Knight Kevin also rushed here.
