New Life, New Task: I'll Be A Mom Then!!!

*Warning: Violence!*

However, the appearance of his brother and his reinforcements was something that Kazimir wished not to happen at the moment.

He no longer wants to see any more lives being sacrificed!

It would have been better if they arrived later and investigated the situation. Only then will Antoine and his Father Emperor would be able to know the secret behind the weapons of the criminals and the magic they use.

If they were able to do that, then they would have more chances of winning against the criminals through preparation and planning.

But now, even his younger brother is here… What if he was also wounded by the men?

"Antoine!! The weapons they use have something in them! Once you get wounded by it you will die! Flee and tell Fathe- Umppppp!!! Umppppp!" His words were interrupted by the criminal beside him.

He very much wanted to say that Antoine had to flee and tell his father everything.

But he had also lost the ability to open his mouth because the criminal cast a spell on him again.

Now he could see nothing and he could tell nothing…

He could only tremble and try to perceive anything through his ears and sense of touch.

Clenching his fists so hard that his nails dug deep into the palm of his hand, this was the first time in his life that he felt powerless and none of the things he previously held with pride mattered.

How he wished he could go back in time and dig deep into this case before trying to move and deploy his troops.

How he wished that he at least talked to the seasoned knights who were experts in tracking and got their insights before brazenly thinking that with his wits and upbringing, he will be victorious.

How he wished that he didn't hastily go to pull Antoine in thinking that this was their chance to also prove that they can do what Leon was best known at.

How he wished he didn't become muddle-headed and overlook crucial information that may have ultimately avoided this situation.

How he wished… he was not blinded like that.

Standing on top of his gigantic griffin, Kazimir scanned the place and have most likely figured out the situation.

He did not miss the desperate voice that Kazimir said, he also did not miss the expression he had on his face.

It was one of despair, terror, and worry.

Despair that must have been brought forth by the futile battle they had, when Kazimir and his men were wiped out mercilessly.

The terror must have been brought forth by the realization that they could not defeat the enemy.

Lastly, worry that the reinforcement and even him would be in danger because of the power that the enemy wields.

From above, he could see how pathetic his most proud brother looked at the moment. The one whom he had always followed when it comes to bullying and mocking their youngest brother was now crying helplessly as he was bounded by a net.

Perhaps it was because of the situation, but he surprisingly did not feel any drop of gloating upon looking at his eldest brother's pitiful state.

Yes, he has longed to defeat his eldest brother, but he would never allow such kind of disgrace to happen to the Empire.

Now that he appeared in the scene, he would never allow the enemy to do what they wanted and abduct his brother in front of his eyes.

"I'm sorry First Brother, but how could we allow the enemy to do what they wanted to do and take you?" Antoine answered with a cold and determined voice.

No matter how cold it was, the words he said were directed at the mysterious hooded men that had been attempting to flee earlier.

With the troops he had, he raised his hand and ordered, "Our priority is to rescue the First Prince. You heard the First Prince's words, never get wounded by the enemy's weapon. But as to the enemy, since we cannot afford to fight them head-on, kill them and only leave one whom we can interrogate."

"Yes! Second Prince!" The knights immediately answered.

The troops that were with Antoine were also a combination of his and Kazimir's troops. Thus using the winged beast, the casters remained on top while some of the knights leaped on the ground.

"Leader, what shall we do?" The men finally panicked. They positioned themselves in a circle formation protecting the leader and Kazimir at the center, with their focus split towards the forces above and on the ground.

The portal that was painstakingly remade by their leader was again interrupted and they are now surrounded by the men from above and the ground.

The Leader gritted his teeth, he had consumed the curse power just now for them to take away his troop and the First Prince to their hideout.

In fact, the abduction of the First Prince was never the goal of this operation but to take the Villard Baron. It just happened that they encountered the First Prince.

He thought that for their army to not accidentally hurt the prince, they could just hide him away so that he will no longer have to interfere in their chaos.

But now, the matter has escalated to something precarious and he had to choose.

To prevent their identity from being discovered now or to risk everything and take the prince away.

But seeing that the reinforcement was bigger than the initial troops that Kazimir had, it would be impossible here to fight it out.

He paused for a while and ordered, "We'll fight it out. Hold back the enemy and let me replenish to conjure the portal. Survive at all costs until the portal is done. Stay closer to me so that you can all leap fast."

The men acknowledged his commands and prepared to engage with the knights on the ground.

However, before the first crossing of swords even started, a swift dark shadow appeared in their midsts and disappeared again after.

"F*ck!" The leader shouted in panic discovering that the prince was no longer on their side.

He looked around to see who took for him but to no avail.

"Don't look around, look above." Just then, Antoine's cold mocking voice sounded from above.

Still standing on top of the griffin, his shadow cast from the light that was brought by the full moon. His red hair swayed gently as the wind blew but his mystifying crystal blue eyes looked as if it was staring straight into the criminals' souls.

His slender hand patted a furry jaguar beside him, whose jaws were holding Kazimir who was caged in a net.

"Eze, you did well. But please put down older brother with care." Antoine praised the cheetah that has successfully intercepted Kazimir from his abductors.

"Ngrrrr..." Eze the cheetah growled submissively before standing up and walking towards the griffin's wide back. There, he gently laid the blinded and muted Kazimir on the ground.

"Umph!! (Antoine, be careful!)" Kazimir was still unable to break away from the spell but he figured out that he was successfully taken away by his younger brother. His worry still prevailed as he tried to warn Antoine of what the criminals could do.

"Now, let's apprehend the Empire's sinners and avenge our fallen men!!!" Antoine valiantly raised his voice as he commanded the reinforcement team.

The knights' eyes burned with fury as they let out their battle cry, they did not miss every fallen body that was at the scene. These people were their comrades whom they interacted and celebrated with. How can they not get angry with these criminals who mercilessly killed them?

"Kill the sinners!" They cried out with the desire to bring justice to the fallen, the knights, and the victims of the murder.

"Men, fight it out then we'll flee!" The leader of the criminals also didn't show any signs of panicking he took the fallen body of a knight and was about to suck all his energy.

Wooosh!!!

However, before he could even touch the knight's body, an earth spell was directed at him, forcing him to leap away from his target and avoid the hostile trajectory.

The knights on the ground were also cunning. Upon hearing that they have to keep their distance from the weapons of the criminals, they used spears and lances to attain a longer attacking range against the enemy.

In fact, the way they moved was not even meant to engage in ground combat with the criminals, but to disrupt their movements and let the knights above deal with them.

"Cunning! So cunning!" This time it was the criminals' turn to feel the injustice in the situation.

In such a short time the men were able to create a strategy to corner them into desperation with just a few mechanisms.

"How could you panic now?! Why don't you use your head and think?! We never lack the weapon to fight with a large crowd!" The Leader pulled them away from being disoriented and redirected their focus again.

That's right! How could the chosen army feel defeated by just a mere group of young knights? They are the army chosen by Lord Raven!

How could they get defeated easily as this?