Nameless King

"Well, that's a disappointment." The Knight of the Bloody Rose muttered as he struck the White Lily's hand with the hilt of his sword.

"Agh!" The White Lily did not expect this, so her grip loosened, and the rapier flew aside.

"You have become one of the Royal Blades, head of the Knight's House, but you are still a child that needs good manners." The Knight of the Bloody Rose grabbed her by the hair in a rude manner and threw her to the ground.

"Bastard!" White Lily exclaimed with a furious look as she tried to resist, but she instantly got the kick that sank her face into the stone floor.

Bam. Bam. Bam.

The Knight of the Bloody Rose continued to trample her into the ground like a worthless bug. The other knights watched the scene, but no one rushed to help the White Lily, as though his actions were beyond dispute.

"Enough, this is enough." The King said with a serious look, "She's certainly learned her lesson, I'm sure that such disrespect won't happen again."

"All right, old man, whatever you say, but next time I won't be so soft." The Knight of the Bloody Rose stopped before approaching the round table.

White Lily spat out a blood clot, looked at Cecilia, and said, "You're his sister... So why the fuck didn't you stop that monster? Do you think that's a normal attitude for a woman?"

"You're a woman? What the fuck are you talking about?" Cecilia asked with a contemptuous look, "You're a knight and nothing but that. What just happened was just a battle between two knights, but I, unlike you, have enough brains to understand that a weak knight has no right to judge the actions of the strongest knight in the kingdom, so I wouldn't care even if he killed you."

Usually kind, Cecilia had become as cold as a glacier, but her belief in subordination and the right of the strong was absolute. Now she was not a sister, but the second knight of the House of the Bloody Rose, so all she could do was obey the will of the Knight of the Bloody Rose.

'Huh, I had no idea that the Knight of the Bloody Rose could be so rude.' Wain grinned while standing next to the King, 'Though, that's not surprising. In my mind, he's always calm and collected, but it's usually people like that who are the most dangerous madman.'

"Why did you call me? My sister made a great soup, so I'll be angry if the reason isn't serious enough." The Knight of the Bloody Rose sat back in his chair as he threw one leg over the other in a casual manner as if he had an old buddy in front of him rather than the King of a vast kingdom.

"We have a problem. Obsidian Wolves have appeared at the northern gate." The King said.

"Hmm? Is that all? Old man, did you get so bored that you decided to bring us all together just for this?" Knight of the Bloody Rose raised an eyebrow, "Even the most inept knight can handle the Obsidian Wolves."

The King sighed, shook his head, and struck the floor with his staff three times.

Click.

The doors opened as four men stepped inside, and on a stretcher, they carried the immobilized Obsidian Wolf. The beast had strong armor on its hide and sharp long claws that could easily cut through any metal.

"Why did you bring it here?" The Knight of the Bloody Rose looked at the wolf with a confused look.

"I've known you a long time, so I wouldn't call you out over nothing." The King said as he slowly stood up with the help of one of the knights.

"Your majesty, you shouldn't bother yourself so much." A man with long black hair and blue eyes said.

"Black Carnation, it's all right. I'm not so old that I can't stand on my own yet." The King walked over to the wolf and lifted his head.

Under the wolf's chin was a dark mark in the shape of a lizard with three tongues that was devouring an apple.

When Knight of the Bloody Rose saw it his eyes widened as his aura became unstable.

"Old man... That's..."

"Yes. The Dark Lizards are back again. These wolves maybe are their experiments or scouts, so they are preparing to attack us again. There was already a small skirmish with some of their members yesterday." The old man muttered.

"What happened to them?" Knight of the Bloody Rose asked.

The King sighed and, after a while said, "We lost twelve knights of the second rank and three knights of the first rank, they were all guarding the northern gate that day. Then we managed to repel the attack when the Blue Tulip came there."

"I see..." The Knight of the Bloody Rose muttered as he folded his hands together in a thoughtful manner, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know yet. I want to discuss it with all of you, which is why I summoned the Royal Blades." The King shook his head.

"Well, I only have one option for you." The Knight of the Bloody Rose stood up and raised his hand.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The castle trembled as dark prickly vines emerged from beneath the ground that headed toward Knight of the Bloody Rose and transformed into armor with a menacing aura.

He swung his sword, so a few phantom petals remained in the air and said, "I will cut every one of them out, gut them like fucking pigs, and I will not rest until the ground soaks up the last drop of their blood!"

His eyes filled with blood as he clenched his teeth like an enraged beast.

"Calm down. We haven't figured out where their main base is yet, but we're already working on it." The King said before sitting back down in his chair, "I'm glad you're ready to show the might of my strongest knight again."

"No." The Knight of the Bloody Rose shook his head, "You are not the man I swore allegiance to."

"Yes. I understand." The King sighed, "But... It's a shame it happened this way. She was a beautiful girl."