The Useless 8th Prince

The Doom Knight's

In a city surrounded by cliffs, a tall and muscular knight figure with black skin rushed towards the fortress.

“My master, I have received another report.”

Hearing his words, the figure of a man about in his early fifty years with a wise appearance shook his head lightly. The man had hair and a beard that started to whiten with age. Wearing a silver-colored knight outfit, the person looked dignified.

His name was Silas Griswold, or commonly called Count Griswold. He was one of the five Counts under Duke Rowley. He was also one of the three nobles under Duke Rowley who did not come to betray the Black Star Kingdom.

In the Duchy led by Duke Rowley, or commoners call it Rowley’s Duchy, three of the eight nobles under Duke Rowley chose not to betray the Black Star Empire.

They were Marquis Bostel, Count Browning, and Count Griswold.

Of course, the three nobles were directly targeted by Duke Rowley, but since the Rowley Family still had to focus on helping the Capital conquer, the three nobles were still able to survive.

However, in this one month, there was news that shocked Rowley’s Duchy. It was the appearance of a Dark Unicorn rider who came and started a massacre with just himself. Many people began calling the figure of the black knight with the name ‘The Doom Knight’.

Knights who came to bring disaster.

Of course, the name was not made without a clear reason. Aside from the countless lives lost due to his sword, the black knight was riding on a Dark Unicorn. Creatures dubbed as manifestations of evil.

A disaster for some, but a savior for others.

The Doom Knight suddenly appeared and helped Marquis Bostel to fight against the three nobles who were trying to besiege Ashpool Territory. Within two weeks, one Marquis and two Count were beheaded by the black knight. Not only the three nobles, but also their subordinates who were considered strong and influential in the war.

The news caused an uproar all over Rowley’s Duchy. Marquis Bostel then gathered the innocent knights from the other three regions who had lost their leader. Meanwhile, it is said that The Doom Knight began to continue its journey.

“What's up, Milos? You have to say it slowly. Don't be too hasty.”

“M-Sorry, Milord! I'm just too excited.” The knight named Milos was scratching the back of his head.

“Lalu ... what news gets you excited?” ask Count Griswold.

“The Doom Knight re-appears in Count Browning County. It turned out, five days ago he beheaded the Count who attacked Count Browning's Territory! We ... we are saved, my lord!”

“...”

Not looking so excited, Count Griswold stroked his chin pensively. He was clearly thinking of many things in his head right now.

Including before, The Doom Knight had taken out the four traitorous nobles that were under Duke Rowley. Does that fellow have a great hatred for Duke Rowley?

Or did he try to kill the traitors at Rowley’s Duchy? The Doom Knight .. Who are you?

Unlike the case of Marquis Bostel or Count Browning, no noble would bother to attack Count Griswold. The problem is simple, the city they occupy is in a strategic place. It is easy to attack, but difficult to attack.

Therefore, compared to the two nobles who desperately continued to fight, Count Griswold was calmer.

“That means .. stayed Duke Rowley and Marquis Cathloy left?” the Count Griswold's.

One Duke plus one Marquis. If it had to deal with them, two Counts and one Marquis still did not benefit too much. Count Griswold immediately thought of that. Indeed, the figure of The Doom Knight is still helpful, but that does not mean there is no one to help on Duke Rowley's side. Because …

The one who helped Duke Rowley was one of the Generals of the Curses of Shadow!

“Tuanku ..”

Hearing Milos' call, Count Griswold awakens from his daydream. He then looked towards the knight.

“What's up, Milos?” ask Count Griswold.

“If The Doom Knight comes here and offers cooperation to fight Duke Rowley and Marquis Cathloy .. will we accept it?”

Hearing the usually somewhat foolish Milos now ask with a serious expression, the man stroked his chin. After thinking about something, he finally replied.

“If Marquis Bostel and Count Browning can use this time to gather the remaining troops from the six regions including theirs.

“If you collect the number of troops that are still lacking.. it depends how The Doom Knight looks.”

“You mean?” milos asked with a puzzled expression.

“It depends whether The Doom Knight can fight Duke Rowley as well as the General of the Curses of Shadow simultaneously.”

“It ... isn't that a bit exaggerated, Mr?”

“I am indeed selfish and must be selfish, Milos. I will not go to war without profit. Not to mention ... if the win is uncertain.

I'm just avoiding something that's too dangerous for the Griswold Family Territory. No less, no more.”

“...”

According to Count Griswold, from the images he heard as well as the reports he received, The Doom Knight was at least a level 5 demon. With that power, it was still possible to deal with Duke Rowley, but it was difficult if a General from the Curses of Shadow was added to it.

Clack! Clack! Clack!

The sound of hurried footsteps was heard. A while later, a knight walked into the room with a nervous expression.

“Tuanku .. This subordinate came to report!”

“Why are you so nervous? Say ... What's wrong?” ask Count Griswold.

“Tuanku ... he .. he ... we saw him heading towards the city from a distance!”

“...”

The room immediately became quiet. Count Griswold and Milos looked at each other. They had not expected, just spoken of, The Doom Knight had actually appeared and rushed towards the city.

“Wait for what else! We go to the city wall to welcome him,” Count Griswold said.

“Master?” Milos suddenly called.

“What's up, Milos?”

“He came with good intentions ... right?”

Looking towards the nervous Milos, Count Griswold felt uneasy. He immediately scolded the black-skinned knight.

“Of course he came with good intentions!” the Count Griswold.

At least .. That's what I expected.

Count Griswold thought before going towards the city wall along with his subordinates.

Up above the city walls, Count Griswold looked towards the distance.

The figure from his posture was a man. Wearing a black mask on his face, the black robe waved as the wind swept over him. The figure was riding a jet-black horse with a long sword-like horn on its forehead.

Seeing that, Count Griswold involuntarily swallowed the saliva.

“This must be a joke .. right?”

It was not the appearance of the black knight that made Count Griswold, but the aura of death that surrounded the figure. As a Count who had done dozens or even hundreds of fights, he had killed countless opponents. Merely, compared to that figure, he was nothing!

Looking at the approaching Doom Knight, the frightened Count Griswold wondered in his heart.

In less than a month ... actually how many opponents were killed in his hands!

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