Crimson Servant

Chapter 104 Cooperation (Lightning Spear)

A stone hut supported by milky white stone pillars hangs on the edge of the cliff. On a semi-open terrace, the plump arakkoa prince looks sideways at the last power of the setting sun, which dyes the forest canopy red. Andro Shimmerwing stretched his body, his dark and shiny feathers floating gently, as if he was breathing. The arakkoa prince is tall and has a beautiful beak like a sharp pickaxe.

The guest on the other side of the square table sat in the shadow of the prince, an alien dagger dancing flexibly between his claws. The arakkoa assassin wore leather armor and had a handy weapon fixed on a strap on her chest. Her body was smaller than Sandre's, and the coldness in her eyes was as agile as a deadly edge.

"A game to compete for leadership? The first arakkoa to reach the top of the Sun Peak will become the new leader of the tribe?" Sandra Black Claw's tone was full of contempt. She stared at her partner, thinking about this face in her mind. Is the handsome prince really worthy of her help?

"It's not a game, it's a tradition." Prince Andro corrected Sandra's wording. He looked at the assassin with a stern look, "A tradition that can convince all arakkoa."

The tradition of bird poop, Sandra thought in her mind, it had been seven years since she defected from the tribe, and she still came here, but the result was still the same as seven years ago, no change. What's even more ridiculous is that the old-fashioned tribesmen are trying to decide their future by relying on a rule that is bigger than her grandfather. Climbing to the top of Sun Peak? The arakkoa still regard that steep peak as their sacred mountain. In fact, it is no different from other high places built with stones. It would be better to say that Sandra hated the so-called Holy Mountain. Before the previous sun priest abolished that decadent tradition, it was still a test flight area for fledglings.

"Not to mention the power struggle with your brother, why would a non-eldest son of a Sun Priest family be qualified to compete with you? Or a defector who came back from exile." Lightning Spear, Sandra stared at Reading the information on the parchment, his bad mood became even more gloomy due to the unexpected changes.

"Because of 'tradition'. The children of the sun priests are as qualified to lead the tribe as the chiefs." The arakkoa prince added an accent to the word 'tradition'. He found a way to squeeze out the unruly allies, and discovered Sandra A bad expression will make you feel better. "If the tribe can accept your existence, they will naturally be able to accept the son of a traveling priest."

Sandra Blacktalon didn't like the disrespectful attitude of the arakkoa prince towards her. In fact, both sides were somewhat tit-for-tat towards each other. Sandra knew the reason. The experience of being mixed in human society had made the female Crow people accustomed to being fierce in the negotiation process. The attitudes of the leaders of both sides affected their subordinates to a certain extent, but both the arakkoa prince and Sandra restrained them with an iron fist. They hate each other, they understand each other, and they are the same kind who value interests.

"Don't forget your promise, noble Prince Andro. After I become your princess and the most noble lady of the tribe, I will definitely stamp these traditions into the soil."

The Crow Prince laughed. He had no feelings for Sandra and used his identity as a princess to lure Sandra to work for him. This was his plan and decision as a prince. After defeating his arrogant brother and troublemaker, there will be another battle between him and this self-righteous female Crow.

Having established his position through bloodshed and conflict, Andro Shimmerwing licked his beak excitedly.

While Andro Shimmerwing was communicating with his fallen brethren, another arakkoa prince was contacting his allies, or creditors.

Ayton Shimmerwing is far less tall and handsome than his brother, and his appearance is not outstanding. Compared with his brothers, he looks like an ordinary arakkoa rather than a prince. The comparisons and comments of others have affected the character of the arakkoa prince to a certain extent. Ayton is like the shadow of Andro, who likes to do some ulterior and secret deeds.

He disguised himself very well. In the eyes of the arakkoa people, he was just an ordinary prince. In fact, Ayton had established a relationship with the most dirty and cunning thieves guild in the city-state union. He used his connections as the future chief of the arakkoa people and The Thieves Guild applied for a loan and used the money to instigate some of Andro and Sandra's followers. He had planned everything, and even had a backup plan to seize the fruits of victory when his ambitious brother fought with his greedy princess if he failed in the tradition of competing for the top.

But all of this was interrupted by the return of Lightning Spear.

The sun priest's natural affinity attracted a group of innocent young people from the influence of the two arakkoa princes.

Their previous affiliations just had no choice. Now that they have a more traditional Sun Priest, the arrogant Andro and the weak Ayton have become the next choice.

Ayton jealously wanted to kill Lightning. He didn't have much affinity, and most of his subordinates were oppressed by the iron-blooded hands of the Crow Prince. Lightning Spear's return can be said to have taken the back of his spine. Because of this, he once again borrowed more men from the Thieves Guild to interfere with the Crow People's power struggle.

Prince Ayton's attitude towards the Thieves Guild can be called humility. To these immoral pickpockets, Prince Ayton showed the humility of a weak person.

When the killer assassins climbed onto Sun Peak and laid out their ambush, Aton Glitterwing smiled and rubbed his fingers.

"These filthy humans underestimate the power of my brothers and the arakkoa. They will fight to the death, both sides losing."

"It would be best if I didn't have to pay back my high-interest loan."

"I still need to forge some evidence of having an affair with a foreigner. Who can I give it to?"

"Sandra's fallen arakkoa, or the sun priest who returned from the outside world..."

"Anyway, he won't be a mediocre Prince Ayton."

While the arakkoa princes were preparing, Sun Priest Lightning Spear was leading his friends in tactical training. The approval of Loti, the Crow God, became the best pass for the arakkoa society. Lightning did not pay attention to the movements of his competitors and focused on the training group. This made other arakkoa who were optimistic about him a little worried.

"Lightning, our strength is weak compared to the two princes. Weak troops should be used as surprise troops. If we conduct battle training strictly, I am afraid that we will not be able to complete the battle for the peak."

In response to these questions, Lightning rejected them all, using a slogan-like answer.

"The sun is watching us."

On the day of the battle for Sun Peak, Lightning set off from the foot of the mountain with his young war group, and the arakkoa prince climbed from other positions at the same time. The precipitous terrain was as smooth as walking on the ground under the arakkoa's light footsteps. However, the mountain road became narrower as the height increased, and the three competing teams finally converged at one place.

Lurking assassins block the way forward, and stone traps and poisonous smoke have been laid out. From behind, Sandra's arakkoa berserker warriors and the arakkoa prince's troops were pressing forward step by step.

The brawl began, and Lightning's battle group fell into decline for a time.

Lightning Spear opened the neck bag and blew gently. The sand blessed by Loti drove away the poisonous smoke and landed on the young arakkoa warrior.

The young sun priest revealed his trump card.

He loudly proclaimed the name of God, "By the name of great Mithras!"

"By the name of great Mithras!" the prepared Chapter members repeated the words of the Sun Priest.

The power of the alien sun god descended on these young warriors. Their jet-black feathers glowed like gold, and the divine power washed over the arakkoa.

The first Order of Arakkoa Paladins was born here.

"The days of noble priests guiding the arakkoa are past."

"Now, unclean ones and foreign enemies, you will face the wing blade of the sun."

"The future of my hometown is in the hands of the Yaren themselves!"

"The sun has risen again!"