Chapter 112: I Am Prisoner Ihan (5)
Although a battle had taken place, it garnered surprisingly little attention.
The soldiers stationed outside the tunnel maintained their posts without approaching, showing no interest in what occurred within, whether it was fighting or death.
As for the prisoners, many were too exhausted to take notice, and perhaps the brevity of the battle—lasting less than two minutes—also played a role.
However, no one present underestimated the opponent or dismissed the duel as insignificant simply because it was over so quickly.
“Skillful moves. Suspicious or not, he’s undoubtedly a knight of a prestigious lineage with solid abilities.”
“I agree, Senior. His skills sent shivers down my spine... although, perhaps it’s you defeating him so effortlessly that’s truly baffling.”
“...Like a monster, really.”
Roy Vant’s skills were genuine. Compared to the half-trained knights scattered among the Silver Lions, he was at least twice as strong.
None of them felt confident they could have subdued him as effortlessly as Ihan did.
But then,
“Sir Roy! What—what do you think you’re doing?! To attack Sir Roy, who’s so weak, so suddenly! Even if Britannia has fallen, how could knights disgrace themselves with such cowardly actions?! Have you no shame?!”
“...How on earth did you ever become a general?”