Ars, who had run out in a disheveled state, saw Leon riding on horseback and instinctively knelt down, only to be immediately ordered to be tied up by Leon.

Although he didn't know much about the whole situation, he saw that the fleeing soldiers were all from Ars, which instinctively displeased him. He figured the chaos might have been caused by them. So he decided to use the blood of this ally to properly discipline the army.

Ars opened his eyes wide, looking incredulously at the high and mighty Leon, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean by this?"

Leon glanced down at Ars, then looked at the several servants beside him who were being controlled.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Ars."

Ars was taken aback, then seemed to realize something, and his eyes began to show fear and disbelief.

"We traveled together, studied together, and fought side by side on the battlefield. We even stormed the elven village together and achieved unparalleled glory. But you have fallen. Has your title limited your vision?"

Blaze was pinned to the ground after struggling so fiercely, but he continued to struggle until Leon's words reached his ears. Somewhat surprised, he tried to lift his head to see the two people in front of him, but he could only see the horse's legs and half of its kneeling body.

"That's enough, Ars. Perhaps you are not suited for this era, or for your title."

No! ! !

Blaze roared in anger as he saw blood spurt from the kneeling body, splattering across a large area of ​​the ground, before the headless body collapsed limply to the ground.