Duke Cowe let out a deep sigh.
"If this is a path we cannot turn our backs to, then I will join this battle.”
Upon hearing the words of Duke Cowe, everyone was slightly relieved. Their legs had stepped into this war of death; their positions were no different from those of Duke Cowe.
If Duke Willem became king, there was no way a ruthless person like him would leave Duke Cowe’s people as thorns in his way.
"So, what is everyone's opinion on this battle?" Duke Cowe asked.
At that moment, a young woman with a shimmering body, who originally sat in silence, spoke.
She was the Emerald Pearl, Lucy, one of the Knights of the Round Table.
“This battle is decided by the offensive game and the defensive games. For defense, we must hurry to recruit manpower to create a great magical hoop against enemy forces. As for the siege, the end result may have to be judged by the power of the Archwizards and the Spiritual Garment Users,” Lucy said plainly, with no emotion.