Chương 434: The war was over

Modesto smiled. Although he didn't have foolish thoughts that they might save him, the prince's action moved him.

"Thank you for coming to my rescue," he whispered. "But... the third prince needs more reinforce..."

He couldn't finish his sentence as the remaining strength that kept him still slipped away from his grip. His body landed on the ground with a thud, letting dust ascend around him. 

Enrique huffed, keeping his gaze on the old man lying on the ground. Aside from the visible wounds and bruises on Modesto, his blood and others tainted his armor. However, he didn't rush to Modesto but sized up the royal knights facing his entourage. 

"You..." came out a shaking voice, gripping his sword until his hand turned white. "... have betrayed the land and people you promised to protect. I had no sympathy for the likes of you, no matter what reason you had."