Hearing Isaac's words, Prince Norns's expression darkened. His tone grave, he said, "Then let's put it to the test. Show me the source of your confidence!"
As he spoke, a gigantic purple phantom rose beside him. It was also a Tier Four High-level Knight. Though its aura was a notch below Norns's, it was still far stronger than a newly promoted, watered-down Tier Four with no heritage, like Isaac's father.
In fact, this was one of the main reasons Caesar had chosen to reconcile with the Terra Royal Family. After all, he truly couldn't defeat them. No matter how great one's potential, it was still just potential. Not everyone was a madman like Isaac, capable of rapidly converting that potential into actual strength.
However, Isaac only gave it a brief glance before looking away. A Tier Four Knight might be a formidable enemy for Caesar and the others, but to him, it was nothing special.
Isaac's gaze fell upon a Wizard—a Tier Four Mage!
