A hysterical rage surged in the young knight's heart. The young knight decided to ignore the nonsensical words of the blood knight before him. He also saw the farmer's dried corpse, clearly the blood knight had just feasted.
"For the Lady and Boldro, for Brittania!" Thus, the warhorse advanced under the young knight's urging, charging forward. Relying on the faint moonlight, the Ranger Knight had never felt such excitement and fervor. The powerful blood knight was right before him, and if he could defeat it, he could almost win the Lady's favor. He even wanted to shout in joy.
The expression of the blood knight was hidden behind the helmet, almost invisible, only showing him standing motionless, allowing the Ranger Knight to charge towards him.
"Ha!" "Crack!" The Ranger Knight's roar and the sound of the cavalry lance breaking erupted almost simultaneously.
