Chapter 467: Kite Galloping Sword Saint

They smoothly met up with Roger Golden Wheat.

During the break, Liszt got the full picture of the frontline situation from Roger.

The Golden Island Knights had to attack the territory of the great lord, the Marquis of Snake Fang, in the Sardine Bay area—the Serpent Ridge. The Marquis of Snake Fang had four earls under his command, each guarding a surrounding territory, with the Peregrine Count's territory being the Coral Island Knights' target, while the Marquis Roderick and his followers were to attack the others.

Roger and the newly promoted sword saint, Viscount Fredo Bent Thorn, who wasn’t yet an earl, were targeting the Count of Flying Grain's Castle of Many Hands.

"The Swift Flying Sword Saint is incredibly powerful, and I’m at a disadvantage against him," Fredo said coldly, his eyes locked on Hiddleston. He was known as the Galloping Sword Saint, a sky knight with thunder abilities.

Because of his personality, he hadn’t been promoted to earl in recent years.

Roger chimed in: "Fredo can only distract the Swift Flying Sword Saint, but the Castle of Many Hands is too well-fortified for us to take. This means the Count of Flying Grain’s knights can break through our blockade anytime and raid other territories, making it hard for us to safely gather supplies."

"I can bring in the Blizzard Beasts for the siege, but you’ve got to keep me safe."

"Don’t worry, Liszt, I’ll be right there with you at the Castle of Many Hands’ walls, and my knights will do everything to protect us," Roger, an elite Earth Knight who depended on potions, naturally needed his knights to protect him in battle.

"So, when do we start the siege?"

"The sooner the better, as long as you’re ready."

"I’m ready to go anytime."

And so, the siege began quickly, with the Blizzard Beasts lined up like mobile artillery, constantly hurling earth magic at the Castle of Many Hands’ walls. With the Blizzard Beasts, Roger's knights could attack methodically, forcing the knights in the castle to come out and fight.

Because if they did not fight, the castle walls would eventually be destroyed.

The Swift Flying Sword Saint could not bear this situation and rushed out of the castle, wanting to attack the Blizzard Beasts. His speed was indeed fast, like a beam of light, but the speed of the Galloping Sword Saint was also not slow, as he met the attack head-on, blocking the Swift Flying Sword Saint's assault. It turned into a sword fight between two sky knights.

On the back of the Chocobo Loki, Liszt held the Wind-Fixing Divine Pearl taken from the gem space, commanding the Blizzard Beasts to attack while pondering.

Whether to participate in the fight between the sword saints.

Reason told him that as long as the siege went smoothly, the rest could be left to Roger to worry about, as the casualties of the war would be borne by the Golden Wheat family. But his confidence was already soaring; he had intervened when Lee William fought the Blazing Sword Saint; during the Iron Hoof Island campaign, he had also fought alongside Lee William to kill Count Snider.

To intercept a sky knight as an Earth Knight, just thinking about it was thrilling.

Moreover, he wanted to test whether the suppression effect of the Wind-Fixing Divine Pearl on a wind-attribute sky knight was not obvious enough: "Roger, if I assist the Galloping Sword Saint in intercepting the Swift Flying Sword Saint, how do you plan to calculate my merits?"

"What, intercept the Swift Flying Sword Saint?" Roger looked at Liszt with suspicion, "I know you have intermediate magical beasts, but I don't recommend you participate in the fight between sword saints, the attack speed of the Swift Flying Sword Saint is terrifying. Liszt, be patient, we just need to siege the castle."

Liszt nodded noncommittally.

He planned to observe further; currently, the Swift Flying Sword Saint had a clear advantage over the Galloping Sword Saint, and the effect of the siege on the Castle of Many Hands had not yet shown. It was better to keep a low profile for a while. When the siege effect became apparent, and the Swift Flying Sword Saint had to decide whether to fight or retreat, that would be the good time to intercept.

"Let Fredo wear down the Swift Flying Sword Saint a bit more, and then I will make a grand entrance with the Wind-Fixing Divine Pearl and superb archery!"

This stalemate lasted for two days.

After multiple sieges over the two days, the Castle of Many Hands was riddled with holes, and a wall could collapse at any moment. The Swift Flying Sword Saint Lassie had also fought seven or eight sword battles with the Galloping Sword Saint Fredo. Although there was no clear winner, it was obvious that he was pressing Fredo.

However.

These seven or eight sword battles had allowed Liszt to see clearly and gain an intuitive understanding of the Swift Flying Sword Saint's attack power.

"He is indeed strong, but he still falls short compared to the Earl. I can step into their fight!" The Earl he mentioned was Lee William, the Sword Saint of the Waves.

So, before the next siege, he approached Fredo: "Viscount Fredo, during this siege, once we lure out the Swift Flying Sword Saint, I plan to team up with you to intercept him, aiming to either kill or capture him."

"You, team up with me? Are you kidding!" Fredo’s face turned cold, and he didn’t hesitate to mock, "Ridiculous! You’re just an Earth Knight. Maybe in a few years, you’ll barely have a shot at becoming a Sky Knight, but the battles between Sword Saints are beyond your imagination!"

"True, the Sword Saint’s attacks are powerful, and I can’t withstand them, but my mount is no slouch either. If I decide to flee, even a Sword Saint won’t catch me."

"Is that so!"

"Go ahead, try!" Liszt’s face also turned cold; he didn’t like being mocked.

"Liszt, Fredo..." Roger jumped in, trying to prevent a clash, but his efforts were in vain.

Fredo sneered coldly, "Even Lee William wouldn’t claim he could escape my pursuit. Who gave you the courage to try to show off in front of me!"

"Talk is cheap, Fredo!" Liszt suddenly spurred his Chocobo and leapt out of the camp, "Get ready to face my challenge!"

With that, he swiftly drew the Swift Shadow Bow to a full moon, nocked three arrows, and let them fly straight at the Galloping Sword Saint.

"Arrogant!"

Fredo leapt into the air, charging straight at Liszt.

But Liszt didn’t flinch. He drew the Swift Shadow Bow again, sending three more arrows streaking into the sky. After firing, he spurred his Chocobo into a high leap, gliding over a hundred meters away, easily dodging Fredo’s attack. At the same time, he spun around to fire again, the arrows’ paths even more unpredictable.

Fredo had barely regained his footing when the arrows were upon him, forcing him to swing his sword to deflect them.

Scenes like this played out repeatedly in the moments that followed.

Indeed.

Liszt’s arrows couldn’t harm a fully focused Sky Knight, but they did manage to throw off his opponent’s rhythm. This let the Chocobo calmly dodge and circle Fredo, while Liszt relished the thrill of kiting.

"Damn it, let’s see how many arrows you’ve got!"

"Sorry, my arrows are enough for half an hour." Liszt responded loudly. In fact, he could shoot for half a day because there were still a large number of arrows in the gem space.

A quarter of an hour later.

Roger arrived and stopped the two who were deadlocked—Liszt was always shooting arrows, which felt too wasteful; Fredo couldn’t catch up with the Chocobo and was also very frustrated by the arrows.

Putting away his sword and calming his agitated high-level mana, he coldly glanced at Liszt: "I admit I underestimated you. You have a good mount, and your archery is also good, but with your tickling combat power, how can you participate in the battles between Sword Saints?"

"My combat power is indeed not strong, but I can restrain the Sword Saint’s attack rhythm. And you shouldn’t forget, I have nine Blizzard Beasts. With just one whistle from me, they will hunt madly. Do you think I can leave a few transparent arrow holes or claw marks on you?"

The kite battle with Fredo Bendthorn significantly elevated Liszt’s temperament. He had already measured that Sword Saints were nothing special.

With the Blizzard Beasts, he might even be able to solo hunt ordinary-level Sky Knights.