Bigusler Residence, Reception Hall.
Rockto sat on the sofa, looking at the person opposite him. His usually stoic face, rarely showing any emotion, was now filled with gloom and a hint of anger.
“Father…”
A voice filled with anger, yet also carrying a trace of unease, came from beside Rockto, making him turn his gaze.
There, a woman in light armor, a sword at her waist, with a heroic appearance, sat beside Rockto, looking at him. The humiliation in her eyes was evident to everyone.
Rockto had reason to believe that his eyes must have shown the same humiliation.
The situation they were facing was no different from an insult.
“Have you made up your mind, Lord Rockto?”
A sneering voice rang out from across Rockto.
A middle-aged man, slightly younger than Rockto but also in his forties, sat there.
The middle-aged man was very similar to Rockto, both almost fully armed in armor and carrying a large sword. The sword was held by a young knight in his twenties or thirties standing behind him, his presence very prominent in this environment.
It was as if he was trying to intimidate or threaten them, making the young knight holding the sword look smug, like a villain relying on another’s power, causing the heroic woman’s face to be filled with disgust.
Besides this sword-bearing young knight, there were several other older knights behind the middle-aged man.
The auras of these knights were considerable, each exuding an extraordinary presence, proving their strength.
But facing the middle-aged man, these knights only showed respect.
This wasn’t just because of the middle-aged man’s position, but also because of his strength, something they could only look up to.
The middle-aged man, along with these knights, confronted Rockto.
Even though this was the Bigusler residence, and they were the guests, they were the ones suppressing Rockto, no wonder Rockto and the heroic woman beside him felt angry and humiliated.
Of course, this wasn’t the main issue.
The main issue was that these people were here to bully them.
The middle-aged man spoke.
“Now, the Empire no longer trusts you. If you know what’s good for you, step down voluntarily and hand over the position of Knight Commander, and things won’t get too ugly.” The middle-aged man said calmly, “If you don’t, once you’re convicted of treason, not only will you lose your position as Knight Commander, but the Bigusler family will also be ruined.”
Hearing this, Rockto laughed in anger.
“Stop twisting the facts, Saliro.” Rockto said coldly, “I’ve said it many times, I’m not a traitor, and I have no reason to resign voluntarily.”
The heroic woman beside him also spoke.
“As the head of the Renitra family, the Vice-Commander of the Imperial Knight Order, and a renowned Legendary-level expert, are you willing to resort to such underhanded tactics to seize the position of Knight Commander?” The heroic woman said indignantly, “Where is your conscience as a knight, Lord Saliro Renitra!?” rΑnoВЁS̩
The heroic woman’s question didn’t elicit a response from the middle-aged man named Saliro, but instead prompted the sword-bearing knight of similar age to speak.
“That’s slander!” The young knight rebuked smugly, “Watch your attitude, Tilly. Don’t forget, you’re also a member of the Imperial Knight Order. Being so disrespectful to the Vice-Commander is insubordination!”
The young knight’s words didn’t sound imposing, but rather like he was relying on another’s power.
The disgust on the heroic woman, Tilly’s, face deepened.
Saliro, on the other hand, didn’t even change his expression.
“You shouldn’t be disrespectful either, Geno.” Saliro waved his hand and said, “After all, we’re in front of the Commander. You have no right to speak here.”
These words, seemingly a reprimand towards the young knight named Geno, were actually a veiled criticism of Tilly’s lack of manners.
“You…!”
Tilly was so provoked that she almost stood up.
Rockto reached out and pressed Tilly’s shoulder, stopping her.
“What do you want?”
Rockto stared directly at Saliro, his gaze as sharp as a blade, making one’s skin tingle.
The knights behind Saliro changed their expressions, and Geno’s face turned pale, almost collapsing.
The aura of a Legendary-level expert at level ninety-seven wasn’t something they could withstand.
Only Saliro not only withstood Rockto’s gaze but also straightened his back, as if confronting Rockto, his eyes becoming cruel.
“You know very well what I want, Rockto.” Saliro no longer concealed his desire, saying with a sneer, “I’ve had enough of you lording over me.”
He was here to force Rockto to abdicate.
To force Rockto to relinquish his position as Knight Commander, and to force the Bigusler family to give up the title of the Empire’s foremost knight family.
“You’ve been sitting in the Commander’s seat for twenty years, and I’ve been Vice-Commander for twenty years.”
“Your Bigusler family is even more ruthless, monopolizing the title of the Empire’s foremost knight family for hundreds of years, while our Renitra family has been second for hundreds of years.”
“Whenever someone mentions the Empire’s knights, the Empire’s knight families, it’s always you, always your Bigusler family, that’s mentioned.”
“What about us?”
“Just because we’re in second place, we’re always ignored!”
A powerful aura emanated from Saliro.