At his command, the allied knights moved swiftly to carry out the order. It was then that a messenger arrived, shouting from behind.
"My lord! A message from the main camp!"
"What's the news?"
"Traitors Franz and Roland are advancing toward Glixborg's rear! It seems they've deployed nearly all their forces!"
"Oh?"
A sly smile spread across Sylas's face. If they had committed nearly all their troops, it meant only minimal defenses were left to guard their strongholds.
"This just makes things easier. We'll simply turn our forces and head for the two traitors."
"My lord, is it alright to leave the rear undefended?"
Sylas shrugged at Baron Caspar's worried question.
"Why not? We have plenty of reinforcements to rely on."
The baron's expression remained uneasy.
"Of course, the Red Dragon Knights are strong—"
"The Pilgrim Knights," Sylas corrected.