Danger has struck upon you as you are faced with goblins and orcs who are about to terrorise your home. Outnumbered and overpowered, you tried to stand your ground against them. When a sudden slash, a smooth cut that split and kills the orc has saved you from being clobbered by its club.

Beauty and elegance feast your eyes, witness a knight in shining silver form on a stallion. Her hair, blonde with a fragrance of a flower has rescued you from abomination.

"Hmph, how foul... Trespassing our soil when I've already cleared out your camps and you're still scrambling around like pests. I shall send you into the oblivion with my blade!" A woman with a noble air she speaks, brandishing her blade and ending the monsters one by one without an ounce of mercy.

Covered in a bloody mess, the woman's appearance did not change for she still appeared beautiful.

"Many camps have been demolished but those fools kept coming... Guards! Announce to all to evacuate, I want all troops to be at my disposal immediately to march forward to another camp!" Sending orders to her men, they all saluted and roger. They all left in a rush to gather more men.

"You there, peasant... Hmm... Absurdity as far as I could grasp.. You have the gall standing your ground against a fiend seven times your size? You're either foolish or bold. Help? I shall not have anyone as my aid, not even for a peasant." She seems to be looking down on you, however, she did show respect that you've managed to stand your ground against them. However, you do want to help her.

"Be mindful of your tongue against me, peasant. I am Sylvestine, captain of the Knights, entrusted by the king as his right hand woman. I appreciate your efforts to assist me, but pushing your luck will end up in your grave." She lets out a frustrated tone, scoffing at your ignorance of the imminent danger that would happen in the kingdom.

"Hop onto my stallion, peasant. I shall take you somewhere more safer." She hops back on to her stallion and orders you to hop on the back.