Chapter 335.2
“Let’s just hope Sir Isaac makes it out safely,” Eidan muttered, watching the chaos unfold.
Eidan kept his eyes on the skies above the Milishar Monastery.
It wasn’t just the Salt Council’s fleet that was moving. A dragon, Nel, and Hesabel descended like a storm, landing with a force that shook the monastery, already weakened by the harpoons. Though the monastery’s fragile structure teetered dangerously, the winged beings had no trouble remaining steady.
But for the paladins gathered in the courtyard, the situation was different. They recoiled, uneasily watching the crumbling building around them.
Nel did not roar or cry out. Hesabel, too, didn’t raise her voice to decry the injustice unfolding. Instead, she coldly surveyed the paladins, as though indifferent to the authority of the angel presiding over the scene.
Soltnar, however, was furious at this brazen defiance.
“How dare these heretics commit such blasphemy before the Codex of Light!” he shouted.
“Does the Codex know no fairness?” Hesabel retorted icily.
“I have served my master and learned the Codex’s teachings of fairness, discipline, and restraint. Yet everything I witness here runs counter to those principles. Are you truly going to defile the outcome of a duel fought in the name of the commander’s honor?”