Chapter 6: Sir Krell, The Iron Knight
The ten orcs I've spared their lives led me to the mountainside where Camilia was held hostage.
I sat on one of the orcs' massive broad shoulders, while keeping my eyes out for any sign of trouble.
Suddenly, we came upon Camilia's royal carriage. It was destroyed into pieces.
My eyes widened as I saw the bodies of the King's elite knights sprawled around the floor in a pool of their own blood.
It was a massacre. Every single one of them were brutally killed. I couldn't believe it. An elite knight was strong with the strength and prowess of five men. Camilia had four elite knights to protect her and yet they all fell to their death.
I jumped down from the orcs shoulder and walked around to inspect the dead men. They were as dead as a fly. There wasn't anything I could do for them.
I haven't done any studies on resurrection magic. It was a forbidden art lost to humans. I'm sure if I had even the faintest knowledge of resurrection magic, I'll have done something for these guys.
They were good men who sacrificed themselves to protect my step sister. The only thing I could do right now is avenge their deaths.
Koff! Koff!