Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Francis, who was below the stage, looked at Joelson and sighed heavily. He knew that if he wanted to catch up to Joelson, he might not have the chance to do so in his lifetime.
A bunch of carriages slowly drove into the city gates.
"This is the capital of the Alcott Empire."
The person in the lead said with a smile.
"That's all." A slightly contemptuous voice sounded.
The corner of the leader's mouth rose. He smiled and did not say anything.
Everyone in this group was wearing gorgeous and beautiful armor. They were tall and strong, and they did not blend in with everything around them.
On the carriage and armor, there was a small knight's longsword symbol engraved on them, making them appear dignified and noble.
"I can predict that this time, Tulip Academy will welcome another crushing defeat!"
"Hahaha, isn't this already destined? They can't even beat us in the past, let alone this time?"
"We have Don Quixote!"