Buldrokkas'tee, who had dropped his shield, swung his halberd forward to strike at Mlynar, who was already wounded, intending to finish him off immediately.
With speed many times faster than before, combined with his massive frame and overwhelming strength, the air around them trembled violently as the halberd swept in.
Mlynar, unable to withstand such an attack due to his injuries, was saved only by Wang Fei, who managed to dash in and intercept the strike just in time.
When their weapons clashed, the collision sent out a shockwave that knocked surrounding knights and soldiers flying in confusion.
Even though Buldrokkas'tee saw that his attack had been blocked, he didn't stop—he continued his assault with a flurry of deadly techniques so fast they were nearly invisible. Yet, the young man before him still managed to parry every blow with matching speed and power.
This stunned Buldrokkas'tee—even the boy's grandfather had never been able to defend against his strikes like this. And yet, this boy could.
How was this possible...?
The answer was simple: because of Wang Fei's power. As a great knight, his strength had grown exponentially, driven by his indomitable spirit and the eyes of countless knights watching him with hope.
Unbeknownst to them, drones were broadcasting the battle from above on live TV—allowing all of Kazimierz to witness this clash.
"That damn brat!!" his grandfather gritted his teeth, nearly crushing the remote in his hand from a mix of rage and fear. But when he saw Wang Fei matching Buldrokkas'tee blow for blow, disbelief filled his eyes.
"Rei... When did he become this strong?" Even Sophia, watching on TV, couldn't believe the strength he displayed.
Only Margaret sat in silent prayer, tightly gripping the hem of her dress while staring at the screen showing the blue-haired boy.
'Please, God... protect my brother.'
Meanwhile, Maria, unaware of the seriousness of the situation, simply shouted confidently to cheer her family on.
"Big brother and Uncle Mlynar are amazing! They'll definitely win!!"
As Buldrokkas'tee clashed with Wang Fei, Mlynar didn't let the opportunity go to waste. He gathered his sword aura to its peak before slashing forward, sending a wave of energy straight at Buldrokkas'tee.
Wang Fei, having received a signal earlier, understood the plan. He quickly leaped into the air, channeling a powerful sword aura like Mlynar's, and slashed downward.
Buldrokkas'tee, seeing both attacks, remained calm. He raised his halberd high and brought it down in a straight arc, generating a red shockwave laced with dark lightning. It obliterated Mlynar's energy wave completely and then charged toward him.
Unable to dodge, Mlynar raised his sword and formed a shield of aura to protect himself. Though he managed to block the attack, he suffered heavy injuries as the black lightning scorched his sword and armor.
Buldrokkas'tee wasn't unscathed either. The sword aura from Wang Fei struck him hard, leaving a long wound stretching across his torso. But the wound began to heal rapidly.
"Now it's just you and me... young knight of Kazimierz."
"If you choose to surrender now, I'll plead with the Emperor to spare you and your family—if you vow loyalty to the Empire."
"You're very kind... Wendigo of Ursus," Wang Fei replied sarcastically and shook his head.
"...But I must refuse."
"May I ask why...?"
Wang Fei smiled, heart pounding, as he pointed his sword at Buldrokkas'tee.
"Because I am a knight of the Nearl family! And our knights never leave our people behind! That's not just my honor—it's the pride of my family, for the people we fight to protect!"
"The one standing before you is not a foolish knight fighting for personal glory! But a foolish knight fighting for the glory of others!!"
"Even if one day, the name of knights fades from people's memory—or if greed tarnishes human hearts—still, someday, someday!! Knights will rise again endlessly, born from those who still believe in peace!!"
"The honor of knights will endure forever! And the proof of that... is me, and every knight standing here!!"
His words, filled with power, reignited the spirits of the Kazimierz knights and soldiers who had fallen into despair after losing their commander and comrades. They roared his name:
"Knight of Nearl! Knight of Nearl! Knight of Nearl! Knight of Nearl! Knight of Nearl! Knight of Nearl!"
'Trait [Brave Heart – Rare] upgraded to [Pure Heart – Elite (Kuranta)]'
'Pure Heart – Elite (Kuranta): Your unwavering heart inspires all who believe in you. Your courage and bloodline purity have dramatically increased.'
"That's why... Buldrokkas'tee... I will never give up! No knight of the Nearl family will ever give up! Our hearts and our honor as knights will be inherited, and our legacy will endure on the world of Terra until the stars themselves fade!"
Wang Fei's body began to glow, and behind him appeared the form of a Guardian Spirit Aura.
But when everyone—on the battlefield and watching on TV—saw this being, they were stunned.
A majestic horse clad in brilliant golden armor, with massive wings spreading wide, nearly covering the entire battlefield. But most dazzling of all was the radiant rainbow horn glowing atop its head.
'Your race has evolved due to the trait [Pure Heart]. Your pure bloodline has awakened. You are now a Unicorn. However, due to your past training as a Pegasus, your bloodline has further evolved...'
'You have become a Unisus (Legendary Tier).'
"Rei... is a Unisus?" Mlynar's eyes widened. He had read many ancient tomes and scrolls, and the name Unisus was legendary even among the people of Kazimierz. A sacred race said to be the bloodline of Kazimierz's founder—the one who ushered in the age of knights.
This race was as ancient and mythical as the true-blood Wendigos.
"Ah... that bloodline. I never thought I'd see it again," Buldrokkas'tee narrowed his eyes at the armored steed, as if remembering something long buried.
"Even so... it changes nothing!!"
Suddenly, behind Buldrokkas'tee, a demonic giant the size of a mountain appeared, wearing a stag skull helmet. His strength surged massively as his guardian aura fully manifested—and so did Wang Fei's.
Both warriors gripped their weapons tightly, then charged at each other alongside their spirit guardians. The clash was among the most powerful battles ever recorded in Terra's history.
Buldrokkas'tee raised his halberd vertically and slammed it down, releasing a red shockwave with black lightning even more powerful than before. Wang Fei met the strike with all his aura, and the impact sounded like two mountains colliding.
CLANG!!
The sound of Wang Fei's sword cracking echoed as he blocked the attack. Buldrokkas'tee continued his relentless assault, giving Wang Fei no opening to counter, forcing him steadily backward.
Even so, Wang Fei's heart remained unshaken. Everyone watching him felt the same—cheering him on. His sword felt heavier with each swing, as if the weight of their belief in him rested in his hands.
Even when Buldrokkas'tee's halberd shattered his sword moments later and sent him flying with severe injuries, Wang Fei managed to stab the broken blade into the ground to slow his fall—and stood back up, unafraid.
"This ends now, young knight of the Nearl family..." Buldrokkas'tee, seeing the boy's broken weapon, tightened his grip on his halberd, ready to deliver the final blow.
"Rei!!" shouted Mlynar, trying to rush in to help—but the boy raised a hand to stop him.
"Please... watch closely, Uncle," Wang Fei said with a smile, dropping the shattered sword as the halberd's tip came rushing toward him.
That wasn't the posture of someone resigning to fate—it was the final stand of a warrior stepping out onto the battlefield.
He drew the knife that Margaret had given him, raised it high above his head, and clashed it against the halberd before him. The impact echoed like thunder.
Fwoom!!!
The black lightning that had coated the halberd was suddenly devoured by countless golden particles erupting from the blade. A beam of golden light shot upward, tearing open the sky and revealing the sun's light, which shone down upon the young man.
Buldrokkas'tee's halberd shattered into pieces.
Everyone could now see that the plain, patternless knife in the boy's hand had transformed into a magnificent, sacred longsword that hovered just above his grip. The moment Wang Fei touched it, his body was clad in radiant golden armor, glowing with a divine aura.
Every knight on the battlefield dropped to one knee, unable to resist the pull—not even Mlynar.
(You have answered the hearts of the knights, and they, in turn, believe in you.)
(The Great Knight has ascended to King of Knight — Legendary Rank.)
(King of Knight — Legendary Rank. The title of King is given to one who has never abandoned those who believe in them. Your voice and your heart have earned the knights' acceptance. The Sacred Armor and the Sacred Sword will now be your power.)
[At that moment, every knight who witnessed the scene felt a wave of emotion surge through their bodies. Some were even brought to tears.]
[Among them was your grandfather.]
"The King of Knight... has been born! And he's one of our own!!" your grandfather shouted. He, who had once lost all faith in the title of knight, now found his loyal heart reignited by what he saw.
Wang Fei, clad in sacred armor and wielding the sacred sword, stared directly at Buldrokkas'tee.
"Buldrokkas'tee, this will be the final strike... Are you ready?"
"...Yes, I am. Knight—no..." Buldrokkas'tee corrected himself and knelt, as if placing his head on the execution block.
"King of Knight, please grant death to this foolish Wendigo."
Buldrokkas'tee did not resist—or more accurately, he knew resistance was futile. Both in spirit and in body, he understood it well. It was like standing before the previous ruler of Sakaz: insurmountable, beyond hatred, worthy only of reverence.
That is what defines a King.
"Good... Then let's end this war," Wang Fei gripped the sword with both hands. The aura around him blazed like a sun descending upon the world, so bright that even the cameras attempting to record the moment exploded from the sheer intensity.
"Ah... So this is the Dawn of Kazimierz..."
"How warm..."
Buldrokkas'tee's eyes slowly closed, unaware of the figures leaping to shield him.
"Protect the Captain!!"
"Roger!!"
Wang Fei swung his sword—but not at Buldrokkas'tee. Instead, he swung in a wide arc around him, unleashing a white wave like snow that surged to the borders of the land, blanketing all of Kazimierz. The strike killed no one—except for twenty hidden figures near the battlefield.
They were the Emperor's Blades—spies who had been watching from the shadows. All twenty were slain before they even realized what had happened.
This time, their deaths caused no explosions. Their bodies simply dissolved into white mist, like ash vaporized without a trace. The wave of white light also cleansed the land tainted by demonic energy, restoring it to its original state.
Mlynar, who saw the Emperor's Blades struck down, was stunned. There had been so many—if they had attacked from the start, the war would have ended quickly. The fact that they hadn't... there had to be a reason.
"...Why am I still alive?" Buldrokkas'tee, who had also noticed the slain assassins, asked himself. He couldn't understand why he hadn't shared their fate.
"The answer is simple—because I didn't want to," Wang Fei said, now without his armor, having lowered his sword as he walked up to the man.
Buldrokkas'tee, still kneeling but towering over the boy, looked down at him.
"As the man my grandfather respected, I didn't want to see someone like that die here."
"King of Knight... are you trying to show me mercy?!" Buldrokkas'tee's voice rose in anger. Surrounded by his own soldiers, he knew he still couldn't challenge the boy—but to be humiliated as a warrior, that was something he couldn't tolerate.
"It's not mercy, Buldrokkas'tee. It's respect. You're just like me—we fought for our own reasons. You fought for Ursus, and I fought for my family's honor."
"So go home, Buldrokkas'tee. You're a living legend, just like my grandfather. He spent his whole life fighting, only to be left with a dying body and no reward. You still have your strength. You should stop fighting and care for your family—before that country consumes them and leaves you with nothing. But if you think those are just the words of a kid, forget them. If you choose to die here instead, I'll oblige."
Wang Fei casually tapped his sword against its sheath, yet the sheer pressure he radiated overwhelmed the nearby soldiers.
"..." Buldrokkas'tee said nothing, until a man named Hellagur stepped forward to speak in his place.
"We will retreat. The Emperor's Blades who were to report to His Majesty have all been killed. After facing the King of Knight, we know we cannot win. I'll report this myself."
"Oh, thank you, oldman. I know we were trying to kill each other a minute ago, but let's not hold grudges, alright?" Wang Fei raised his hand apologetically, and Hellagur could only respond with a weary smile.
"Likewise. It was an honor to witness the rise of a King of Knight. I hope we won't be enemies again in the future."
"You might want to say that to your Emperor... and tell him, if he dares to send those people to litter my borders again, I'll have no choice but to visit him myself." Wang Fei emphasized the word visit, making it clear he had the power to follow through—and everyone knew it.
"...I'll write that in the report... for His Majesty,"Hellagurreplied uneasily. Saying that directly to the Emperor might just get his head chopped off.
"Well then, safe travels! Come on, Uncle Mlynar, let's go home! You still owe me some apologies to deliver!" Wang Fei turned to walk back to Mlynar, who stared at him with a pained expression and muttered loudly on purpose:
"Sigh... A King of Knight reincarnated into an idiot like this... Can Kazimierz even depend on him in the future?"