It was a large force, uninvited.
Their very presence might be deemed a provocation, yet from the Holy Knights’ perspective, they believed they were showing respect.
Rather than abruptly arriving at the royal palace gates, they politely waited outside the capital for the gates to open.
In truth, if they had teleported straight into the center of Peronsa, it would have immediately been taken as a declaration of war.
After all, this was the Principality of Hispenril, where the Holy Saint and the Duke-King stood firm.
Provoking an open armed conflict with such a nation would be foolish by anyone’s judgment.
Thus, the courtesy shown by the Elpenheim Holy Kingdom’s Holy Knights was a highly calculated politeness.
Of course, the Holy Kingdom itself wouldn’t necessarily see it that way.
“Our Elpenheim likewise has the Master of Aura – the wielder of the Holy Sword – and our 8th-tier Saint. We certainly won’t be outmatched in strength by Hispenril.”
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