The madman, both a wanderer in search of dreams and a lunatic in pursuit of purpose, had met three knights.
The first was a knight of Azpen.
All of his techniques were fast and powerful.
Even knowing them wasn’t enough to block them.
No—now, perhaps he could block a half-hearted strike like that, even if it wasn't sincere. But back then, that’s how it felt.
His overall physical abilities felt like they belonged to someone from a different plane. His sword strikes reflected that.
The next knight-level warrior he encountered was the Mercenary King, Anu.
