Chapter 963: Volume 31: The Hand That Attempts to Cover the Sky, - 7: Suspicion and Distrust
The landing of a large number of warriors from the North at Corfu Harbor couldn’t possibly escape the dwarves’ attention, after all, the fierce visages of the Half-Beastmen weren’t much different from the Barbarians; although there were significant differences in their armaments and apparels, for the dwarves, who had almost become skittish, it still warranted considerable vigilance. Without the repeated assurances of the Iberians, the dwarves would absolutely not be willing to take such a risk.
The surging Nicosia Soldiers soon formed a solid military formation on the docks, and the dwarven scouts around the harbor were monitoring and observing the army, both overtly and covertly.
The aura they exuded was somewhat different from the local armies; the Half-Beastmen, with their outstanding presence and high spirits, and even the mortal archers displayed excellent discipline. The figures called Knights weren’t entirely consistent either, with dozens of gloomy fellows appearing somewhat lax, yet like needles hidden in a bundle of cotton, they occasionally revealed a chilling murderous intent that could be felt even tens of meters away.
Another large group was striving to show their distinctiveness, proudly maintaining a level gaze at all times, equipped with both Knight Spears and Knight’s Swords, and when paired with uniform armor and the unified color of their knightly robes and cloaks, the mix of pride and battle intent that seeped through revealed a sharpness that seemed capable of piercing through solid walls.
It was only after this troop finally completed assembling and left the docks at Corfu Harbor along the predetermined route that two dwarves who had been observing closely really breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes betraying the conflicted feelings that both had been affected by the commanding air that pervaded the docks just moments ago.
"Who knows whether the Iberians have brought blessing or misfortune by bringing these folks here? I have a bad feeling that once they arrive, they may not leave this place again."
"You mean to say they will stay in Flanders indefinitely?"
"It’s hard to say, if we’re only talking about numbers, this little army really doesn’t amount to much, but... "