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A fantastical sight was currently taking place in the Minster Mansion.

With her hand still tightly holding onto Roel’s, Lilian turned to the disciples of the Salvation Brotherhood and spoke with a cold but calm voice. One couldn’t even sense murderous intent from her at all. Yet, there was no doubt that the army that had just barged into the mansion was under her command.

Under the loud rumbling sounds, all of the windows and doors of the Minster Mansion were shattered into fragments. Blue heavy-armored mounted knights wielding shields and spears rushed in from all directions and encircled their enemies. Flags bearing the symbol of a pale blue spear fluttered amongst them.

The moment they entered the mansion, the panicked crowd immediately escaped in all directions while shrieking in horror.

As for Roel, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes upon catching sight of the flags.

That symbol… That’s the Ancient Austine Empire’s Blue Knight Order!

The sudden appearance of a valiant military force that had left its mark in history more than a thousand years ago bewildered Roel. However, this turned out to be nothing more than a sample of what was to come.

While pandemonium was unfolding in the mansion, another deep war horn sounded, and this time, it came with a weird resonant thumping noise.

Bam, bam, bam...

This weird noise was growing louder with each passing moment. The flustered disciples of the Salvation Brotherhood immediately rushed to the closest window to take a look and their faces turned pale right after. Eventually, the noise grew loud enough for everyone to figure out what it was.

It was the sound of an army of soldiers marching in unison.

The Minster Mansion had already been encircled by countless soldiers at some point in time. The formation of shieldbearers outside caused the glaring rays of the noon sun to be reflected into the mansion through its shattered windows, causing those inside to squint.

The sea of hoisted flags, the continuous blaring of war horns, and the loud organized footsteps of the approaching army gripped the hearts of those inside the mansion. They couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of foreboding.

Lilian gazed upon Sartoni and the others with eyes so cold that she might as well have been staring at corpses.

It was true that Origin Level 2 transcendents were powerful, but to Lilian, that single level of difference could be easily bridged through her overwhelmingly powerful abilities.

For the renowned warriors who were once important pillars to the prosperity of the Ancient Austine Empire, an Origin Level 2 transcendent like Sartoni was nothing more than a slightly more difficult opponent.

And as fact had it, Sartoni didn’t dare to move at all.

Just in the mansion itself, there were already nearly a hundred Origin Level 4 Blue Knights.

At this point, Lilian was practically no different from a walking fortress. It might look as if the Salvation

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