Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 767: 359: Allies and Enemies (Part 2)

Chapter 767: Chapter 359: Allies and Enemies (Part 2)

Leon nodded, and his finger traced a line on the border between the Sobonitz Domain and the Southern Mountain Territory, the end of the long line reaching the Ustato Mountain Pass: “We can’t compete with the undead in terms of numbers. We must find a way to establish enough fortresses with Spirit Protection Holy Towers along this defense line.”

If possible, Leon even wanted to build constructions similar to the high walls of Dragon Claw Fortress or the Desolate Wall to resist the undead army. However, such enormous super projects would be a massive challenge even for Earth’s industrial society of the past life. With the current Western Continent’s infrastructure capabilities, slightly better than Earth’s feudal era, it’s clearly wishful thinking.

“This can’t be done by the Holy War Alliance alone,” Leon continued: “We need to persuade King Eric, and also the current rulers of Seryan; it would be best to get assistance from the Dinexion Church.”

“Perhaps we should send someone to Dinexion. If we can meet the Prophet’s throne and rally all the Holy Sun Sect Kingdoms to join in, the threat of the undead is not just a concern for Kantadar, Orland, and the Three Kingdoms of Seryan,” Azeryan said.

Olivia, resting her chin on her hand, suddenly chimed in: “Should we contact Steel Furnace Castle and Desolate Mountain City through the Edel Chamber of Commerce? Isn’t it written in ancient books that those dwarf craftsmen have exceptional building skills?”

Leon nodded, several preparations to be carried out simultaneously upon returning…

The discussion and deliberation ended, and the group dispersed.

Azeryan deliberately stayed in the tent, waiting until only Leon and Olivia remained. With a look of determination, he withdrew his gaze from the parchment map and suddenly spoke: “I need to see him.”

Leon certainly knew who his partner was referring to and couldn’t help but frown.

“It’s very dangerous, you yourself said his reaction was extraordinarily violent back then, nearly killing you. Who knows what kind of manipulation the Spirit Realm Demon has done to your father’s mind.”

“Even so, I must try. You know clearly, Leon, unless we disregard the people of Kantadar under our rule, we will eventually face him even if my father achieves ultimate victory, which is the worst scenario.”

Azeryan’s expression showed no signs of impulsiveness, continuing solely with rational consideration: “I have to try to persuade him. I am also the only one with a chance to persuade him to set aside blind hatred, to focus solely on Aviout and Kazak as the ends of revenge.

If possible, I might even persuade my father to grant Lord Eriv his freedom. Count Eriv is not an enemy to me or my father; he has shown kindness to me, but now my father has killed Eriv. For the Flarrell Family, this is already a matter of being ungrateful and turning against kindness. I owe much to the Thorny Flower family. If my father has a shred of sanity, he should not continue to enslave Lord Eriv and the knights of the Thorny Flower family.

This is a responsibility I must reclaim; I can’t turn a blind eye.”

Faced with such heavy words from his partner, Leon also couldn’t continue to obstruct, and could only ponder deeply.

Azeryan was right; regarding Charlemagne, their choices were limited.

The option of killing Blood Baron to place him at ease now seems not only difficult to accomplish but crucially impossible to execute.

At least before Charlemagne defeats the Corpse Demon Lord and the Great Lich.

After all, Aviout and Kazak are absolute mortal enemies to all the living in the world; reconciliation with them is impossible for the Alliance, but Charlemagne still has hope for negotiation.

“We’ll go with you,” Leon said without the slightest hesitation.

“No, it’s best for me to go alone,” Azeryan shook his head: “Other people present might just cause variables; going alone might be safer.”

Seeing the concern in Leon and Olivia’s eyes, he could only offer a consoling smile: “Trust me; after all, he’s my father. Even at his craziest moments, he protected me. I believe this time, the worst outcome won’t bring harm to his only living child.”

Leon rubbed his brow, contemplating for a long time, and finally proposed a compromise.

“This is it: the Knight Order will temporarily be stationed in Lord Eriv’s territory. I’ll have Kovis apply a Tracking Rune on you, and we will ride Griffins and Stormhawks to monitor your condition from the sky. If any changes occur, Olivia and I will immediately descend to save you.”

He saw Azeryan still wanted to say something and immediately raised his hand to interrupt: “Don’t argue, don’t underestimate our Knight Champion.”

Olivia also showed Azeryan a reliable expression as if she had everything under control.

Leon took his wife’s right hand, confidently patting the back of her hand: “You don’t know how powerful Olivia is when her magic field is in full force. Even if we can’t defeat your father, we can still ensure we escape unscathed. Besides, I’m no pushover either.”

Leon decisively made the decision without letting Azeryan refute.

Unluckily, Olivia at this time was far from being as formidable as she would be three years later, not yet possessing the immense magic power needed to wield the Sun Holy Sword. Otherwise, with the “Golden Lion Queen” by his side, even facing Blood Baron head-on wouldn’t be a concern.

… Having finalized the approach plan, the next day, Leon had Kovis apply the Tracking Rune to Azeryan, and then sought out Count Eriv again.

Entering the castle, he explained his intentions to the Master of Thorns in the throne room, where Eriv showed no sign of surprise.

He had long speculated about the blood relationship between Charlemagne’s name and origin and that young knight under his command from what he learned from other vampires.