For The Glory Of Sitia Empire

Chapter 22

After the darkness finally settled and covered the whole sky, the imperial knights' hard day came to its end.

The head knights, James Welner, returned to his chamber tired and exhausted, for hours before now, he kept yelling and cussing at his subordinates. Being a strick leader isn't easy after all.

James heavily sat on the couch and poured himself a glass of red wine, he stared at the wine for a good while before moving it closer to his lips. He was yet to take a sip of that wine when the door knocked.

The knight behind the door said:" Pardon my disturbing commander, but the matter is urgent ".

Even if he hated it, James could not ignore the so-called 'urgent matter '.

James Welner: "come in".

The knight:" commander. his highness, the crown prince, is visiting the practice field. And is demanding an A-class knight from each category ".

James Welner frowned, he said irritated:" what the hell does that monster want, he had already beaten their ass".

indeed, last year when Jennings forced Lennox to take militarily lessons, he whipped the practice field with their faces. If it was not for general Egerton participating and defeating Lennox, they would never be able to regain their pride.

James Welner had no intention to hear the knight's answer, he barked: "it doesn't matter, I don't want to get involved with him. Send Oliver, tell him to take the knights and to keep that bastards' accompany. I believe he is in good terms with him".

"Yes sir".

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At the practice field, the weapons that Lennox ordered already arrived before them, presented on a long table over fancy cushions.

At that time, Everly was busy running wild around the field, admiring everything on her eyesight. Lennox, who is already fed up with her sparks, climbed the table and 'accidentally' sat over a dagger. He could feel the cold-firm thing under him, however, he had no intention of moving.

Although Lennox wasn't bothered, the umbrella butler's face looked as if he aged a couple of decades.

Rakshata was a very famous and capable magician, he travelled the continents in search of thrill to fill his life. On one of the adventures, Rakshata found an ancient beast's egg, he entrusted his friend to help him protect the egg, sadly, his friend betrayed him and sold his whereabout information to the treasure hunters. The world knew about the mysterious egg Rakshata possessed, so he lived his life running for the sake of keeping the beast safe.

Until one day king of a lost kingdom offered his protection, the king wasn't interested in the beast, instead, he wanted Rakshata to be his palace magician. Rakshata accepted the offer and both were known for their friendship, years later, Rakshata crafted a set of high-quality weapons to give them as a present for the king on his birthday. Unfortunately, the king died before that day, Rakshata was depressed that he couldn't stay as the royal magician, he retired then one-day Rakshata disappeared from the palace.

In other words, the Rakshata weapon set was a national treasure that survived for hundreds of years after that kingdom falls apart.

And Lennox was carelessly pressing his butt on it.

The umbrella butler couldn't do anything, even if he asked Lennox to stand of it, Lennox surely will just ignore him. Thus he kept his mouth shut and began imagining his funeral.

Moments later, a blonde man in his early twenties walked towards Lennox, behind him followed several full-armoured knights. Oliver Hesse led the knights and knelt on one knee in front of Lennox, he said in a manly voice:" may God bless Sitia and her prince ".

Lennox only hummed, Oliver slowly raises his head while:" I wish you have been well, yo".

When Oliver's eyesight reached the table's surface-level he froze, on the long table placed several golden items, items that he always saw them behind a thick glass on the wall protected by an S class magical circle. Not to mention one of them was peeking from beneath Lennox, begging for help.

Oliver jumped to his feet rebuking:" are these Rakshatas' weapons!!!!! MOVE YOUR ASS!!!!".

Oliver pulled Lennoxs' arm throwing him on his feet, then quickly and carefully held the dagger examining it. After confirming that the dagger had no visible damage, Oliver breathed in relief.

He turned to Lennox barking:" ARE YOU CRAZY, WHY THE HELL WERE YOU WHIPPING YOUR DIRTY BUTT ON A TREASURE LIKE THIS!!!?".

Lennox covered one ear and exclaimed:" shut up, you are too loud".

He ignored Oliver's barks and called: "EVERLY, come here".

In an instant, Everly appeared in front of them, still sparkling, she grabbed Lennoxs' hand saying:" when are we going to battle?".

Lennox pointed at the knights, he answered blankly:" not we, but you and them".

Oliver and the knights were taken aback.

'if you are going to kill someone, don't throw it on us!!!'

Everly naively asked: "don't you want to duel with me?".

Lennox: "maybe later, you should defeat those guys then I will battle with you".

He said it then turned to the knights, with one glance Lennox managed to measure their strengths, he put them in order from the strongest to the weakest in his mind, then turned to Everly, but Lennox couldn't be certain of her skills.

He called for the weakest knight:" hey, the one with the Spear. You go first".

The knight startled, he is fighting a child for real.

While the Spear knight was hesitantly walking towards the centre of the field, Lennox pulled the golden spear of Rakshata and handed it to Everly. Everly energetically took it and jumped to stand in front of the spear knight.

She clapped her hands in prayer saying:" I am sorry for the injuries, I am thankful for the lessons, I am blessed with your friendship, let our battle be for the good".

hearing that pray, Lennox raised a brow, his expression as if he heard someone talk in a foreign language. however, the moment Everly was done, she lunched towards the spear knight in a blink of eye Lennoxs' expression changed to a sly smile.

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