"Hmph, you finally understand the seriousness of the situation."

If his beard was still there, the corners of Sapele's mouth would probably be curling up as well.

The other party realized the majesty of the Inran royal family, became scared, felt fear, and what would be their next step?

If the Crusaders were sincerely willing to provide some spiritual compensation;

At that time, Sapele would feel that being generous and forgiving was not impossible when considering forgiving those people.

"Well, how is the price of gold in the market now? I hope we can sell it for a good price after confiscating it."

The girl stood up straight, flicked her index finger outwards, and in an instant, a sparkling water drop formed in front of the scepter and "clinked" as it passed through.

Damaging national treasures is a serious crime, especially when it is done in front of the Duke of the other party and casually cutting the symbolic scepter into halves, it is even more a crime punishable by death;

Unfortunately, in this world, no one has the power to judge her crimes anymore...

"You! How dare you destroy the scepter bestowed by His Majesty."

One can imagine Sapele's anger, especially when he remembered how he had underestimated the other party before, his facial expression became twisted.

"Dare? I come and go in your country's territory as easily as walking in my own backyard; even if I destroyed the scepter, it's just destroying my own thing."

"Aren't you afraid of the two countries going to war?"

"Huh, war? No way, those two words are so scary! Don't say them all the time, not good for my heart..."

Just as the girl covered her chest, the convoy of the Crusaders and the delegation collided, intertwining flashes of blades!

The leader of the group had already been captured under the siege of several enemies;

To prevent him from moving, the sound of breaking bones from his arm echoed on the battlefield not long ago;

Sapele jumped out of the carriage, landed on a warhorse in mid-air, replaced the reins with a raised spear, and had his steed charge towards the Crusaders.

The enemies in front immediately formed a line, one person positioning himself behind his companion, instantly becoming a unified whole, colliding two by two with the spear thrusting straight at them.

The warhorse kept pounding forward, increasing the force of the spear thrust by pushing its body forward;

The Crusaders behind their shields concentrated their defense, their left hands holding shields to resist Sapele's charge, the giant sword in their raised right hands swung to the side and was raised high, ready to slash diagonally.

Thud!

The descending sword split the warhorse in two, and Sapele, who had escaped the sword encirclement, leaped up;

At the same time, one of the Crusaders broke away from the formation, stepping on his comrade's shoulder as he pursued;

The sword swung outward, aiming for a powerful strike.

Bang!

The wide sword created a sweeping momentum with a shocking effect;

Even though Sapele was wearing armor, the sword sent him flying, and a few metal fragments fell to the ground as the sword was retracted;

The army emphasizes cooperation, and the counterattack by the Crusader just now was not an individual action;

In fact, while Sapele was flying backwards, two other Crusaders immediately followed, each wielding an iron chain.

One whipped the chain to the right, the other whipped it to the left, and they simultaneously ensnared Sapele's arms.

The smooth chains instantly wore away the fabric on the target's body, and with the force exerted by the two Crusaders, they quickly penetrated the armor, leaving marks on the skin and almost reaching the bone.

In the next moment, a captain-level figure who was about to finish things off approached Sapele amid two or three strides, and a sharp sword blade came slashing towards him.

Now that Sapele couldn't use his hands, he seemed to be in a situation where he could only wait to be killed as he watched the sword blade swiftly descending;

However, he unexpectedly made a move in an instant.

He lifted his leg and kicked!

Since his hands couldn't move, Sapele flexibly kicked his right leg high towards the head of the enemy with a helmet;

Out of instinctive precaution, the captain flipped his wrist, causing the sword blade to transition from a vertical to a horizontal position, quickly assuming a defensive stance.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

The clash of swords and the gust of wind from the legs continued, Sapele, who had extensive experience in prolonged warfare, wasn't as physically weakened as he appeared.

After dozens of offensive and defensive moves, Sapele quickly spun in place, instantly appearing beside the enemy, his right leg hooked inward towards the unprotected neck position.

Snap~

The captain of the Crusaders couldn't help but lower one knee as a powerful whip kick struck the surface of his helmet, causing blood to seep out from the gaps in his heavy armor.

"Is it because of my achievements in diplomatic negotiations that I, who have been entrusted with important tasks by His Majesty the Emperor, have been able to rise to my current position?" Sapele shook his arms, causing blood and fragments of chains to fly in an attempt to ensnare the two Crusaders who were trying to trap him. He immediately noticed that the dark figure in front of him was rapidly growing.

"The main reason for my title is my military achievements. In all the eighteen battles, big and small, I have never fallen behind in performance." Sapele jumped up, pushing his palms forward and grabbing the faces of the two knights within an instant. As he let himself fall to the ground, their heads buried into the soil.

"So, with just a group of people brought by a little girl, you think you can defeat me, who is beneath only one person in the Holy See? Why don't you come and fight me yourself?" The girl shook her head, saying, "I'm sorry, I don't want to dirty my hands..."

She extended a finger, and at the tip of the finger, a dazzling light of white magic flickered and carved strange characters in the void before her. At first, Sapele thought she was just chanting a simple spell, but when he heard the sound, he realized it was not the case.

"Carved in the boundless, make the beast roar; With my will, spread your wings, wield your sword and judge swiftly like light; Call forth your presence, I swear my true name in this moment;

My name is..."

Hummm~

An ear-piercing sound wave, turned into tangible sound waves that swept across the battlefield, seemingly hiding the summoner's true name.

Before the envoy group could catch their breath, a silver dot suddenly appeared in the sky, its speed astonishing everyone. The dot arrived almost instantly, transforming into a beam of light that descended straight onto the ground where Sapele stood.

In a blast, he was thrown about ten meters away, landing in a rolling position to stabilize his balance.

It turned out that the small area where he was standing was now engulfed in burning flames. Dust mixed with the flames, and the light dots that appeared within showed their true forms. It was a silver-armored angel with wings on its back. Setting aside the wings, it was undoubtedly a beautiful woman.

All the Crusaders immediately knelt down and removed their helmets, repeatedly bowing and weeping in excitement. They were facing a mythical angel, something that many believers could only dream of but was now being realized by the remaining five hundred-plus Crusaders present.

"No way!" Seeing that his own people were shaken after seeing the appearance of the angel, Sapele immediately questioned, "Humans cannot summon angels to fight for themselves, not even the current Pope can do it. How can she possibly..."

"I never said she was the original angel." The girl spread her hands and shrugged, her pupils narrowing for some reason. "Just a clone, a clone! It would be quite pointless to summon a genuine angel for small-scale battles, don't you think?"

As she said this, the members of the envoy group noticed something. Since the arrival of the angel-like woman, she had never looked directly at anyone, not even a glimmer of light in her eyes. She seemed like a puppet, lifelike and absolutely obedient to her master. Where her master obtained her from remained a mystery.

"Moreover, just this projection sent down to the mortal world is enough for all of you to rest well!" Her words were like an order, and immediately the angel reacted. Her bright eyes moved, looking towards Sapele who had just climbed up.

Staring at the figure in front of her, the angel's eyelids slightly drooped, seemingly with a hint of cruelty. Then, the pure white wings on her back flapped, turning herself into a streak of light, carrying a whirlwind, and charging straight towards the target.

The envoys were stunned, feeling a sudden flash before their eyes and a booming sound in their ears;

They saw an angel floating in mid-air, kicking towards the ground with one leg, effortlessly pushing back Sapele who was on the offensive and defensive;

After the thirteenth kick, the angel's boot hit Sapele's cheek and knocked him down to the ground;

Just as Sapele landed and before he could react, the forceful stomp of the boot came down on his head.

The fallen man was ready to continue resisting, but the angel gave up on the plan to subdue him in one go and instead kicked his body sideways;

After rolling several times to the side, Sapele used his momentum and propped himself up with his elbow.

Once in mid-air, he spun around and thrust his spear with both hands;

At the same moment!

The angel took a step to the side and swung his sword from bottom to top, instantly meeting the spear aimed at his head and clamping down on it with the sword blade.

Click, click, scrape!

The spear broke off from its end, Sapele's pupils dilated, and in the next instant, the sword struck down, bringing him back to the ground, this time unable to stand up again.

With the resistance of their primary target severed, the remaining lackeys became restless.

"Release our boss!"

Facing the envoy group rushing towards him with their weapons, the angel glanced at them sideways and swung his long sword, unleashing a beam of light;

In an instant, the spreading light burst and a black smoke cloud rose in its place;

When the explosion ended, each and every one of the disheveled individuals was restrained by the arriving Crusaders, becoming prisoners in the blink of an eye.

"You've all done well, you have worked hard."