"Not even the Saint Master can stop me, I said it!"
With a clatter, the door swung past Horn's nose and slammed heavily against the door frame.
Prince Kongdai, impatient with Horn's words, left this remark before he entered the study of the countryside villa.
Horn knocked on the door several times from outside, but the only response he received was —
"I have important matters to attend to, do not disturb me!"
Having no other choice, Horn could only smile bitterly and walk down the stairs.
In the small garden, several priests and monks gathered around, eagerly watching Horn.
Seeing Horn shake his head, they could only sigh helplessly.
"I advised several company commanders, and they only have reservations about neglecting Moliat, none at all about returning to aid Feiliu Castle."
"These company commanders of the Titled Knights only listen to His Highness the Prince."
"Those two commanders of the Mercenary Corps have ideas, but they can't speak them."
