The group led by Count Enrico, who had been ensnared by the devil's influence, was relentlessly pursued from the evening of the 22nd to the midday of the 23rd before barely reaching the outskirts of Gray Furnace Town.
Perhaps it was proximity to Gray Furnace Town that finally made those despicable cavalrymen, blowing the devil's wind, cease their pursuit.
After confirming this, Count Enrico immediately announced, "Push on, let's hold on a little longer, and we'll reach Gray Furnace Town."
"Yes."
"Oh."
What responded to him were weak and scattered replies, whereas in the past, Enrico would have flown into a rage, accusing the knights of rudeness.
But now he was too exhausted to even muster the thought of anger.
They had been harried by those despicable cavalrymen all night long; these peasant-formed cavalry never engaged directly, always appearing from unexpected places.
