foreigner's journey

Chapter 557 Loyalty and Commitment

The young leaves of the wind sheath tree were gently blown up and floated towards the dome.

Basu and Amir looked up, and found that there was nothing unusual about the young leaves of the scabbard tree.

But I don't know if it was an illusion, but Basu felt a breeze blowing inside the semi-enclosed relic square.

Soon, the flying speed of the young leaves became faster. I don’t know whether the leaves brought the wind or the wind rolled the leaves. The breeze in the square turned into a strong wind in just a few seconds, and the strong wind further turned into a squall. !

Basu had to try her best to lie on the ground, so that she was not overturned by the strong wind.The cloth robe on her body fluttered in the wind, and Amir next to her was also uncomfortable.

Lancelot's black hair fluttered in the wind, but he didn't care.Basu keenly noticed that [Feng] seems to be deliberately avoiding Princess Qishi... This is ridiculous, does Feng also have his own consciousness?Or, is this strange wind the work of Heather, a court wizard?

The sand and gravel flew away, and a dust tornado visible to the naked eye formed indoors. A few young leaves of the aneucalyptus tree that could be crushed at will kept flipping up and down in the strong wind without any damage.

"found it."

Heather raised her head and smiled towards a certain direction in the dark part of the dome, raised the long wooden stick in her hand and slammed it towards the stone ground.

clatter!As the end of the wooden staff collided with the slate floor, the young leaves shot towards the direction Heather was looking at as if they were guided, and a violent tornado came behind them.

The moment the flying leaves were about to hit the dome, several figures rushed out from the shadow of the dome to the side.Immediately afterwards, a violent tornado sliced ​​off a large piece of the dome.

These figures froze as soon as they landed and before they stood up, because beside each figure stood a Knight of the Round Table holding weapons against the backs or necks of these uninvited guests.

But for those who dare to act rashly, there is only a dead end waiting for them.

The wind gradually heard the news, Basu and Amir finally saw the appearance of these people, and couldn't help breathing softly.

The leader is a dark-skinned young man, wearing an exaggerated scarf and headgear on his head, covering half of his face with a white cloth, revealing only a pair of cold triangular eyes, wearing national costumes similar to those of Basu and Amir But it is obvious that it is very luxurious, with fists and swords tied on the outside of the two thighs, and the exposed arms are full of streamlined muscles.

The other four people are almost identical in appearance. They are all burly giants with muscles trained to the limit. They don't have any body hair, hair or armor, and there are weird big tumors on the joints of their fists. The only thing that can distinguish them is the forehead. Badge tattoos.

"Put your weapon on your neck, is this the way you treat guests in the Kingdom of Flame?"

Regardless of the long sword of Tristan on his neck, the leading young man stood up slowly, looked around with his eyes, and finally landed on Qishi:

"The Bakiraka family came here with sincerity, please give us the corresponding respect."

Qishi raised her hand gracefully, and the Knights of the Round Table drew back their weapons and took a few steps back.Only Heather, the court wizard, pursed his lips, as if he had lost the great opportunity to blackmail him.

The young man solemnly bowed to Qishi: "Thank you."

Heather walked up with a long stick: "The Sword of Fire has always been generous to visitors, but the premise is that [guests] are not [enemies]. Why don't you report your name?"

The young man said: "My name is Shilat, and I am the prince of the Bakiraka clan. Heh, although the people who have been displaced for hundreds of years can't be called princes and kings. But I am the next patriarch, Coming here in person should have shown our sincerity."

Then, he looked at Basu and Amir again: "You two have worked hard."

"You have spoken too seriously, Prince Schlatter." Basu and Amir lowered their heads.

"So, Prince Schlatter came here to make a decision on behalf of the Bakiraka family. Can I understand this?"

Heather looked at Schlatter with a smile:
"The ceremony of swearing allegiance to Princess Qishi can begin at any time."

Schlatter shook his head: "It's not Bakiraka's style to put the future of the whole family on the table with just a little bit of hearsay information."

"Is that to provoke our princess?"

Heather leaned on the wooden stick with a subtle smile:
"If this is the case, then [Sword of Fire] will definitely not disappoint His Royal Highness."

Those Knights of the Round Table cast their eyes on Schlatter one after another, and Schlatter immediately felt that the surrounding air became stagnant.Sensing the murderous aura, the four warrior-like guards quickly rushed around Schlatter to put up a defensive posture.

Even though Schlatter was a powerful warrior who had experienced many battles, he was still sweating slightly under the pressure of this strong murderous aura.He settled down and said:
"My lord wizard, you have misunderstood me. The Bakiraka family is not a reckless person who likes blind provocation. I believe you have heard Basu and Amir tell us about our family's long-cherished wish. The Bakiraka family was born in 400 Years ago, because of the failure of the power struggle, we were reduced to the slave class of the Kusha Empire, and were later driven out of the motherland. The Bakiraka family no longer has the ambition and strength to build a country by ourselves. Our lifelong wish is to return to the Kusha Empire and serve Therefore, our family insists on training ourselves from generation to generation, and strives to show enough value to make Emperor Kusha look at us differently."

"But over the years, you have been unsuccessful."

"...Yes. Frankly speaking, I just heard the news about you, and there is a lot of opposition in the clan. Compared with the 'Fear Emperor' who has continued to expand the territory of the Kusha Empire, a small mercenary group with less than 20 people is no different. It may fulfill the wish of our family."

"But you came anyway."

"That day, there were also internal responses from the Bakiraka tribe in the fortress. They were fortunate enough to see the amazing bravery of the [Fire Sword] knights. To be able to train a total of twelve such powerful knights, I conclude that your motherland must be An extremely powerful kingdom. Even if it is in trouble now, as long as it relies on these twelve knights, Her Royal Highness's dream of restoring the country will not be far away."

Schlatter looked serious:
"Is it [the icing on the cake] that will continue to be regarded as slaves and foreign mercenaries by the Kusha Empire, or [send charcoal in the snow] to help the princess in the most difficult time? I have thought about it for a long time, and finally came here to see it with my own eyes. See you all, see Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"What's the result? Did you disappoint after seeing me?"

After Schlatter's arrival, Qishi spoke for the first time.Her tone is elegant and light, combined with her beautiful and refined appearance and snow-white dress, she is almost the embodiment of the will of the planet that perfectly reproduces the world of Final Fantasy.

After hearing Qishi's inquiry, Schlatter took a deep breath, put his hands on his chest and knelt down on one knee toward Qishi, and the four wrestlers also knelt on the ground.

"Before I came here, I wanted to compete with the knights under your command, but the moment I saw you, I knew that you are the enlightened master that my Bakiraka clan is after."

Schlatter lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"On behalf of the Bakiraka family, I would like to swear to His Royal Highness Qishi that I will serve you wholeheartedly."

Qishi stood up and walked slowly towards Schlatter under the guard of Heather and the twelve Knights of the Round Table until she stood in front of Schlatter.

Schlatter swallowed, he had never been more nervous than now.Choosing the wrong master of allegiance will be the source of the downfall of the Bakiraka family.And can this otherworldly and refined Her Royal Highness, a subjugated princess, really take a fancy to this lowly ethnic group who have been displaced for hundreds of years?
"Schlatter..." Qishi's ethereal voice sounded.

"Your Majesty is here."

"The Bakiraka family has offered their loyalty to me, so I will also make a promise to you—"

Qishi’s voice is solemn and solemn:
"Four years later, Bakiraka will return to Kusha and establish a brand new dynasty."

(End of this chapter)