“The battle in the pitch-black night was like a nightmare, but we pressed forward, trusting in the Main God and relying on the radiant glory emanating from the Knight of Grace. When it was all over and I came to my senses, I found this suddenly appearing before the Knight of Grace.”
The prince raised the object in his hand high for all to see. It was the Ice Heart, transformed into a small key through Dexter’s editing skills.
Ooh-
Gasps of admiration erupted from various parts of the room. The key, emitting a faint glow, was clearly no ordinary object.
And that wasn’t all. The holy knights, with their aura-enhanced eyesight, could discern the distinct emblem of the Main God engraved on the small key. Whatever it was, it must be a sacred item.
“In that moment, I instinctively knew. This is another sign bestowed by the Main God, the key to moving the Knight of Grace. Even after saving the Sigmund territory, the Knight of Grace willingly remained in this world to protect Delcross.”
Murmur murmur-
The strong and mighty ice knight would continue to protect the imperial capital and the palace!
Hearing the story directly from the prince, the vague doubts in the audience gradually turned into excited anticipation.
“…What a beautiful tale, isn’t it?”
Sir Agnes, standing beside Wesker, whispered with a gentle smile.