The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 664 - 25: Turning Point (Part 2)

Early the next morning, the group set off. A long line of people walked on the mountain road, like a snake.

Compared to the utterly rational divine beings, humans are such an odd species. So easily impulsive, so easily driven to madness.

Living at the bottom tier of this world, struggling desperately, with a short lifespan and so many ties, they have no choice but to go insane, to be hysterical.

Along the way, a solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire team. Everyone was silent, yet everyone was giving it their all.

By dusk, they had already crossed mountains and arrived at the ranch where horses and armor were previously hidden.

The ranch owner was a simple and honest herder, and seeing the cavalry returning for the horses, he was so excited he almost wanted to rush up and give them a kiss.

"These days, a gang of bandits has been wandering nearby; he’s very worried they’ll attack the ranch," Miller explained beside Erwin.

"Tell him we’ll take care of it," Erwin replied softly.

The cavalry quickly brought over their horses, fully armed and ready. Erwin also donned his magic armor once again.

"Shall we deal with the bandits first?" Miller asked.

"Yes, deal with the bandits first; it would be even better if we can recruit them. We might not have enough people; we need more," Erwin said, riding his horse forward.

In the night, a Silver Moon Banner was raised, fluttering in the wind. It was like the bright moon hanging in the dark night sky.

It was dyed temporarily with dye, looking somewhat fake, but this team was real, truly the Silver Moon Knight Order.

Erwin rode at the forefront, slowly but resolutely.

...

"Boss!" A bandit hurriedly ran to the campfire, shouting, "A group of cavalry is coming towards us!"

"Cavalry? Did you see what banner it is?" The bandit leader, who was drinking, turned around.

"I saw it; it’s the Silver Moon Banner!"

"Silver Moon... Banner?"

Before the bandit leader could react, amidst the sound of hooves, the cavalry had already charged into the camp, surrounding about thirty bandits by the campfire.

The bandits were all panicked and at a loss.

Riding a warhorse and clad in magic armor, Erwin slowly approached them, alongside Miller, who was holding the Silver Moon Banner high.

The Silver Moon Banner fluttered in the wind.

"The Silver Moon Knight Fifth Squad has arrived!" Erwin looked down at the bandit leader and said, "You now have two choices. One, accept my command until you’ve atoned for the crimes you’ve committed. Two, face the justice of punishment."

His tone left no room for debate. As if Gray from the past had returned.

The bandit leader’s mouth twitched. He glanced at Erwin’s exquisite knight armor and then at the surrounding fully armed cavalry. He finally knelt to the ground with a thud.

...

The war began.

If the Silver Moon Knight Fifth Squad’s establishment in White City was a prelude, then this moment was truly the beginning of the Silver Moon Knight Fifth Squad’s story.

In any era, to accomplish a righteous cause, one must have a leader, and that leader must be able to see the path ahead.

How many years has it been since anyone used the name Silver Moon Knight Order?

No one knows.

Probably since the Gray Dragon Valley was attacked, and Richie began his northern expedition, in the world of humans, it almost disappeared. Once a banner of faith, it almost vanished, but now someone has raised this banner again. A relatively unknown young man named Erwin.

Unlike Jones, who is from the Blood Clan, and Richie, who is a Half-Lich, he is a complete human. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Under normal circumstances, many might doubt his authenticity, but when the whole world is immersed in darkness and people need a hero, everything changes.

Everything is so subtle. He appeared at the right time and promptly fulfilled people’s expectations.

Starting from the ranch where the horses were hidden, heading westward, along the way were villages devastated by fire and looting, displaced people, rampant bandits.

The entire world seemed to have become a living hell, showing the ugliness of humanity.

And Erwin’s arrival was like a ray of light breaking through the darkness.

Thick smoke billowed, fires raged, desolation was everywhere. The Silver Moon Banner moved through it all.

Erwin started tirelessly gathering and resettling refugees. Meanwhile, launching attacks on bandits all along the way.

They encountered almost no resistance; either the bandits fled at the mere sight of them, or they surrendered. In most cases, there wasn’t even a single opponent who would draw their sword. After all, for humans, Lord Kapu’s Guard Cavalry isn’t weak. Although they only numbered a dozen, a qualified cavalryman taking on three or more infantry is common sense.

"Commander! A group of refugees has been found hiding in the ruins to the north; there are a total of twenty people! They need food!"

"Alright, Miller, take some people and check it out."

...

"Commander! A group of people from the southwest is seeking our help, they need protection!"

"Sean, you go."

...

"Commander! A group of bandits from the south is surrendering to us! They were originally members of the Southern Defense Team!"

"Tell them I will personally verify their identities soon."

Things were going much smoother than expected. In just two days, Erwin already had hundreds of forces by his side.

Since the cavalry did not truly belong to the Silver Moon Knight Fifth Squad, they uniformly referred to Erwin as "Commander." Gradually, everyone started calling Erwin "Commander."

Just as Erwin’s momentum was snowballing, Dovna knew nothing about it.

This was not surprising, as Lord Kapu’s intelligence network had completely collapsed, and the scattered bandits made the spread of information even more difficult. Although Erwin’s advance was not fast, as long as he outran the rumors, he would be fine.

Soon after, on the fifth day since Erwin set off from the ranch, the largest group they had encountered appeared before them—George and Matthew.

Yes, it was those two.

Seeing Erwin, they were so excited that tears fell immediately. Matthew laughed hard, clinging to Erwin and not letting go, while George stood aside trying to catch his breath.

"Hahaha! I thought... I thought you couldn’t wait for us and kicked the bucket!"

"I won’t die that easily."

"If you died, we wouldn’t know what to do? How would we explain to Duke Beisher? My goodness!"

George, standing to the side, whispered, "If you died, the Fifth Squad would have ended there too. A knight order that can’t even complete a reconnaissance mission without getting its captain killed doesn’t have much of a future."

"Don’t worry, I won’t die." Erwin smiled helplessly, "How many people did you bring?"

"Two hundred mercenaries," George replied.

Matthew whispered, "George pawned his family crest, got some money, paid the deposit, and gathered all the mercenaries he could find from nearby towns. If he couldn’t rescue you, he wouldn’t have to go back home. He’s all in."

Erwin looked at George.

George looked at Erwin, straightened his back, stood at attention, and saluted respectfully. He said, "You are a captain I admire, a superior I can entrust with my life. I feel honored to serve you."

"You are an excellent knight," Erwin replied softly. "From today, you are an official member of the Silver Moon Knight Fifth Squad."

Although the process was a bit bumpy, the main members of the Silver Moon Knight Fifth Squad were finally gathered together again.

...

The army continued to advance slowly.

Finally, a week later, Erwin led the army to the front of the castle. His forces included three hundred former Kapu soldiers recruited with Sean’s help, six hundred bandits gathered along the way, and the two hundred mercenaries brought by Matthew and George. This strength even surpassed the original Kapu garrison. The original sneak attack transformed into a dignified advance.

Erwin grandly arrayed his forces in front of the castle gate. Inside the castle, even counting loyalty, all the soldiers standing by Dovna’s side totaled less than two hundred.

The situation had reversed.

Watching Erwin mounted at the front of his forces, Dovna, standing on the tower balcony, bit her nails repeatedly. Her eyes burned with anger.

"How can this be? Why are all these people listening to him? They should all be on my side!"

"You should think carefully about why they’re not on your side," Alphonse said softly from the shadows behind her. "Normally, it’s easier for evil to recruit subordinates than justice, as we can satisfy all their desires. Yet you managed to reverse the situation in such a short time. Objectively speaking, you’ve already lost."

"No! I haven’t lost! I have not lost!" Dovna screamed. "Help me kill Erwin! Kill him, and I can regain control of Kapu!"

"Do you think I’ll help you?"

"You... you have no reason not to help me. Don’t you want to lose Kapu?"

"No, I have no reason to help you; helping an incompetent Demon Envoy is meaningless. I have already said, we value the Demon Envoy more than the territory," Alphonse smiled. "I give you power, but you must complete what you should do yourself. If you can’t, you should return to the castle prison. If you want more, you should first prove yourself. Actually, your advantage has never been governance; I chose you because of the intense resentment in your heart. Go ahead, use your anger to burn everything. This is your last chance."

Alphonse smiled and retreated step by step until he disappeared into the shadows.

A powerful magic began gathering in the castle, and the sky formed cloud trails like a vortex.

Dovna’s clothes began to float bit by bit. Not just her clothes, even the pebbles around her.

At the same time, the castle gate suddenly opened without any sign. A large number of soldiers were frantically fleeing, abandoning their weapons and armor, rushing to Erwin’s side. Not only the newly recruited soldiers by some unknown means of Dovna, but also the maids, cooks, porters in the castle... everyone ran. The entire castle was completely empty, leaving only Dovna alone.

Standing on the tower, Dovna turned back and exchanged distant glances with Erwin in the military formation.

Next, it should be the final battle.

Like a hero challenging a dragon, can three magic armors defeat a Demon Envoy powered by demon forces?