I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 69 The Bizarre Adventures of the Round Table Swindlers
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Midnight, 1:30 AM.

On the plains of Bern, swallowed by the night.

"—Boom!"

The sound of hooves thundered as a cavalry regiment of 3000 men charged swiftly toward the northern side of the plain.

They were clad in bronze breastplates and helmets, carried shields, wielded 4-meter-long sarissa spears, and had straight double-edged swords at their waists. Even their warhorses were selected Thracian or Thessalian breeds, adorned with forehead armor and horse cloaks.

The knights remained calm as they simply gathered together, formed a wedge-shaped charge, and charged forward, causing the earth to howl and insects and snakes to flee!
however,
Two figures leading the cavalry charge ahead of this regiment were not in a good mood.

Lucan squinted, his gaze constantly sweeping across the cavalry formation, searching for an opportunity to escape.

Yes,

Lukan,

The cavalryman who ordered Hector to reinforce the Conqueror's army camp on the north side was none other than Lucan in disguise.

Although there was a slight problem during the execution of the plan, it was still completed as he and Suya had planned.

As for this small problem—

In order to trick Hector into mobilizing his cavalry, Lucan and Sua targeted a scout named Chi who was relaying information from the central army to the Seleucid legion. After a brief exchange, the two realized that this was an opportunity that might increase the chances of success for their already slim plan.

Therefore, Lukan took the initiative and left the cavalry alone to intercept and kill the scout. He then disguised himself as the scout and went to the Seleucid army to report false military intelligence.

Originally, this is how the story was supposed to go.
Just as Lukan was about to make his move, he suddenly realized that, besides himself, there were others who were also planning to kill the scout.

He acted decisively, killing the cavalryman who was trying to kill Tanmaqi, and then found a letter on the man's body.

This letter was not intended for Hector.
Instead, it was given to Knight Warwin under Hector's command.

When Lukan saw the contents of the letter, he was immediately terrified and didn't even continue the pursuit of the scout.

This letter revealed a bombshell—

This is a letter written by a man named Maurice.

In the letter, he told a knight named Waven Hawkins that 'they' had completed all preparations and were ready to incite their 'Hallucinath' soldiers, who were lurking in the Conqueror's 4-strong army, to rebel that night, and to drag the hero Philotas, who was oblivious to their secret plans, into a battle against the Conqueror's capital.

At the end of the letter, the author ordered Knight Warwin, who had chosen to pledge allegiance to Hector and thus retained a considerable number of Halicarnassus knights and placed them in the Companion Cavalry, to immediately kill Hector and, with all his cavalry, join them.

Upon seeing the signature at the end of the letter, Lucan immediately recalled—

Masouras,

This person was the king of a kingdom called Halicarnassus under the control of the Persian Empire, which had been conquered by Macedon.

But regardless of which of the two conflicting memories in Lucan's mind is presented,
This is undoubtedly a dead person.

This man should have died when Macedonia conquered Halicarnassus, but he was still alive when he wrote this letter. The only possibility is—

General Philotas, who led the army to conquer Halicarnassus, concealed this fact and used the enemy's strength to develop his own power in Macedonia.

This is no small problem!

Lucan stared nervously at the cavalrymen on his left and right, especially at Knight Warwin Hawkins, who was galloping alongside him.
I thought to myself, "You, with your thick eyebrows, big eyes, and honest-looking face, are actually the most deeply hidden traitor here?!"
now,

The reason Lucan came here, knowing full well that there was a large thunderbolt, was precisely because—

He knew that Suya would soon lead his Imperial Guard cavalry regiment to storm the Conqueror King's central army camp.

However, what awaits Sua there now is another 'Sua' leading the Knights of Halicarnassus.

Therefore, the plan underwent a slight change.
He first tested whether Hector belonged to the Mausolus camp. After seeing the other man's idiotic expression and lack of reaction to the name 'Mausolus', he tricked the former commander of the cavalry regiment into leading his cavalry regiment to ram into the Halicarnassus cavalry regiment disguised as British cavalry.

Let them fight like dogs.

So far, the plan is going quite smoothly, and my acting skills are impeccable.

In front of the hero Seleucus, he completely fooled Hector, one of Seleucus's half-heroes. However...
Lukan, on the verge of tears, looked around at the surrounding cavalry.

He couldn't understand why he, who had always lived by the principle of self-interest, would do this.
I can't understand why I'm acting on instinct at this moment.
Was it for that incredibly talented blonde con artist?
Or is it for the future of this country?
Or perhaps, it's because of the lingering resentment from when he woke up bewildered in the white sand fifteen years ago?

But whatever the reason
It seems he can't escape.

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And right beside Lucan
At the tip of the wedge formation, Hector, the commander of this Companion Cavalry regiment and a semi-hero, with short black hair and wearing a dark blue cloak emblazoned with a standing yellow lion, stood with a stern face.
His thick, furrowed brows conveyed a deep sense of worry, as if he were burdened with many things on his mind.

With his irrational intuition and muscular instincts as a semi-heroic knight, he could sense a slight unease in the tense and oppressive atmosphere.

He remembered the letter his father had given him, and the single line written on it—

'Hold your ground'.

Then he remembered the transfer order that his brother Philothas had sent at that moment—

'Leading his cavalry companions to reinforce the central army.'

The two completely contradictory orders filled him with a deep sense of unease.
In fact, Hector was not entirely unaware of what his brother Philothas had done.

Prior to this, Philotas had repeatedly indulged his soldiers, even arrogantly proclaiming himself a god when no one was around, which earned him the king's reprimand.

Since conquering Persia and stepping into the limelight to assume the throne ahead of schedule with his terrifying military achievements, assassination attempts against him have never ceased.

Several generals, including the father, had long suspected that his brother Philothas was secretly condoning these shady dealings.
However, there has never been clear evidence.

And now, at this time, when the Conqueror King's side is at its weakest, his brother Philothas summoned him, and even instructed his messenger cavalryman to deliberately mention the name 'Mosolas'.
Its meaning is already quite clear.

but--

Hector didn't understand why it had to be him.

Why force him to make a choice in this situation?
As a knight, he has sworn allegiance to the King of Conquerors, vowing to dedicate everything to that king!
But also as a knight
He was also a despicable knight who, by accident, swore allegiance to Sua Pendragon.
It was a joke that would be ridiculed, and perhaps even recorded in the annals of history by Callistini.

As a family member, her own brother was about to launch a rebellion against the king, a rebellion that would inevitably affect their father, sister Nicanor, and herself.
Where should I stand right now?
What choice should I make right now?

Now, am I the king's knight, Sua Pendragon's British knight, or the brother of the hero Philothas?
When this problem begins to become clear
Hector made his choice almost without hesitation.

"—Whoa!"

He suddenly yanked the reins, let out a long sigh, and then raised his hand high!

Upon seeing this gesture, the cavalry regiment immediately halted amidst a chorus of murmurs!

Knight Warwin Hawkins looked at him, puzzled, and asked in a deep voice:
"Captain, what's wrong?"

Hector raised his whip and pulled on the reins, causing his horse to slowly turn so that it faced directly the cavalryman who was delivering a message for the traitor Philotas.

"knight,"

"Now, I have a question for you."

The cavalryman being coldly stared at by Hector was none other than Lucan.
At that moment, his heart skipped a beat. He frowned and looked at Hector, thinking to himself, "Why is this hothead acting so suddenly? What is he trying to do by stopping all of a sudden?"
But Lucan maintained his cold and somber expression, slowly raising his head.
"Commander Hector, may I ask?"

Hector nodded, took a deep breath, and then—

He slowly drew his massive, four-meter-long, deep blue lance, looked coldly at Lukan, and asked:

"Knight, to whom do you think I am a knight?"

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