The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 571- Please Save Cecilia

Without serving as Eleanor’s guards, who knows how many injuries the set would have suffered? The crew surely understood this, explaining their call to the local knight forces for security.

After all, those present were basically Eleanor’s protectors.

"I see."

All let out sighs of relief. Then, they wisely chose to exit the room, allowing the patient some tranquility.

Kevin, the oblivious one, got pulled away by Gwen, who vowed to break it all down for him simply.

Once everyone had left, Delicia looked at Eleanor and, after a moment’s pause, spoke gently.

"What about you? Can you keep going like this?"

While others might be unaware of her history, Delicia’s closeness to Melissa meant she knew plenty about Eleanor.

Today’s assault had to have weighed heavily on her mind. Delicia wouldn’t blame her for heading back to Snowpoint City.

Yet, surprisingly, Eleanor locked eyes with her and replied resolutely.

"I won’t let fear dictate my life. If I run every time danger appears, then I’ll never truly move forward. And besides, I have you all."

Eleanor’s determination stirred something deep inside Delicia.

She had once been like Eleanor—wavering, scared to confront her history. But now, she had shed it and pressed on.

Eleanor was doing the same, driven by none other than Reinhardt.

It formed a strange bond.

"Then we’ll heighten our watch to ensure nothing like this repeats."

This resolve wasn’t hers alone; the entire escort team felt it too.

Moreover, their choice would prove wise soon enough, when Cerberus’s two fugitives were caught, unveiling a terrifying truth through the probe.

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Nearly twenty grueling days of travel later, the Temple of Light’s banner emerged on Rune’s horizon.

The trip had been far from peaceful.

Since Reinhardt forged his own route instead of a known path, the group tackled monster-ridden lands, hazardous zones, and beast-filled wilds.

The convoy charged directly into the perils.

For the Temple of Light’s knights, this trek turned into more than mere passage.

It transformed into a crucible for advancement.

Ferocious direwolves, venom-spewing centipedes, colossal ogres—scarce was the day without battle.

Exhausted as they were, all battled fiercely, particularly the squires and fresh faces.

They drove their bodies to the brink. The reason even novices gave their all without lagging? It was straightforward.

The Temple of Light’s atmosphere shaped them.

Witnessing utmost effort inspires the same in others.

In essence, the dedication of senior knights influenced everyone.

Consequently, their abilities flourished—adapting, advancing, evolving.

The rigorous drills under Reinhardt’s harsh regime finally paid off. Novices mastered fluid steps, harnessing their fury into battle cadence.

They grasped team formations and shielding comrades’ flaws. Though gaps remained, it marked solid progress.

Squires and knights unlocked class skill depths in combat, gaining deeper insight into Reinhardt’s taught techniques.

Not just them—even Holy Knights, stalled at their levels, advanced slightly.

Reinhardt offered pointers where possible.

He let his order’s knights handle most clashes, focusing on shielding the accompanying servants and maids.

Elina lent her support as pledged.

As a marksman, her detection and sensing abilities warned of monsters from afar.

Her keen instincts let her swiftly sync with the knights’ style, integrating perfectly.

Thus, as Rune’s distant walls came into view, the Temple of Light had quietly evolved.

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Rune’s capital stone walls rose like a timeless behemoth. Over a century of legacy and grandeur etched into their design.

Watchtowers dotted the perimeter evenly, guarded by armored sentinels at the gates. The inbound knight column caught immediate notice.

Crowds couldn’t help staring.

"Whoa, that’s a huge knight force. Returning from a quest?"

"Their gear and presence scream elite order. But odd—no flag like that in Rune’s records."

Whispers and gossip ignited upon their approach.

At midday, gates bustled with merchants and wagons queuing entry.

Having notified Rune’s royals ahead, Reinhardt’s group skipped the long wait.

A guide soon ushered them through.

Inside, heads turned everywhere.

"So this is Rune’s heart? Impressively vast."

"It’s neat, spotless, organized. Yet it misses spark."

Rune’s avenues were broad and pristine, structures soared past four levels, bazaars teemed.

For most Temple of Light folk, it was a fresh spectacle. As Solaris natives, comparisons arose naturally.

"Next to our capital, it feels rigid."

Squires remarked, oblivious to how their words stabbed like unseen blades at the guide.

The attendant held a strained grin amid the tension.

In this vibe, they reached their lodging.

"Rest here, all. The trek to Rune was arduous. A palace envoy arrives tomorrow to guide you."

With duties done, the attendant departed.

Reinhardt barely noted it, eyeing their quarters. Though unofficial and not Solaris’s envoy, Jerrel spared no courtesy.

The Temple of Light received dignitary honors.

"Alright, recover now. Polish armor and blades. City exploration later if desired."

He entered first. Claiming a room, he sat and plotted ahead.

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Next dawn, a palace usher fetched Reinhardt and Holy Knights to Rune’s Royal Palace from their stay.

In the Audience Hall, Jerrel awaited at center, in his trademark emerald armor.

As Reinhardt’s party entered, onlookers froze at the knights’ intense expressions closing in.

The hall’s air thickened instantly. Swallowing felt laborious.

What’s brewing? A clash?

Just as doubts formed, shock hit as the legends gripped hands warmly.

"Reinhardt."

"King Jerrel."

Mutual recognition rang out, voices blending like old comrades, dispersing the hall’s gravity.

This! Ministers reeled in shock.

A monarch treating a foreign leader as peer.

Note: Jerrel now ruled a realm, leading knight legions—not merely Emerald Order head.

Stunned yet silent, all recalled their shared past.

No Reinhardt, no Jerrel here today.

"How fares Solaris? Heard of a capital uproar sparking a realm-wide cleanse?"

"Yeah, a sweep to curb demon spread." Reinhardt confirmed, detailing publicly known events—skipping secrets.

Plus, Rune’s spies likely grasped Solaris’s recent shakeup.