Chapter 40 War (4)

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

"It shouldn't..."

"I was chosen by His Grace the Duke as a knight..."

Joseph, riding his horse, stopped not far from the battlefield, staring intently at the rapid defeat of the "Legion of Honor."

His "soldiers" were crying and howling, fleeing in all directions, chased by those short but exceptionally ferocious monsters.

In countless fantasies, Joseph had envisioned himself leading charges, defeating enemies, and eventually receiving special commendation from the Duke, being granted land, and becoming a true noble.

At the very least, he would bravely kill enemies in the presence of witnesses, fight to exhaustion, die heroically, and become a tragic hero celebrated by bards.

But now, he was leading a bunch of "Gray Beasts" towards defeat, about to die meaninglessly and unobserved on this desolate plain.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Joseph's face suddenly turned ruthless as he made up his mind.