Volume II, Chapter 37
"It's impossible......"
"Of course it's impossible to stand here, you have to act!" I said, "Is it possible to do the thing I have done before? to do what I thought would be impossible...... Isn't that the joy of life?"
"Why are you inciting me to make such a mistake?" Fichette said with a wry smile, but I knew the kid was looking for support. οΌ
"Nothing is perfect, it's the same for everyone," I held out a finger and shook it in front of his eyes, "beautiful things are beautiful because they come with the wrong reasons......"
"I'm glad you're saying something philosophical, but you'll have to give an example," Fischette said seriously, "I suspect you're talking nonsense." β
"Isn't that what your vase of flower arrangement is?" I smiled, "If you don't break that vase, how can you put it out?"
"I see what you mean," said Fischette, "and you mean that I can only achieve a miserable ......."
"you!" I hit him on the head, "don't you still have me...... I'm going to change your sad style. β
"With your involvement," it could be seen that Fichette's mood had improved, "and the outlook might be even worse!"
"I'll remind you when you should do something," I said, pulling him forward, "and now I'll talk about something else." β
"I've been thinking about this for a long time, Protoss and the Temple," Fischette thought about it for a moment, "except for the Great War of Gods and Demons. It seems that the Protoss of Light does not care about general affairs. What we have seen and thought before is the result of the temple. It has nothing to do with the Light Protoss. β
"yes. "I'll look at the snowflakes flying all over the sky," it seems that the temple has a problem with its own management, which caused the situation of the Divine Alliance today...... Otherwise, there would never be such a thing as making a wine utensil out of a skull, and did you mention it to Princess Lirita?"
"I didn't say anything specific," Fichette shook her head, "but I tactfully reminded her." β
"What's her reaction?"
"As a direct result, you have been granted the title of Blessed Knight. Fichette said.
"But is it so good to have the title of Blessed Knight?" But I haven't understood this title very well.
"Exactly," Fichette looked at me earnestly, "it must be very good. β
"Including our batch, the Blessed Knight has only been awarded three times in total. The status of the Divine Blessed Knight is very high, the laws of the empire where they are located are invalid against them, and the temple of the empire has no right to intervene in their actions, and even the three red-clothed priests cannot convict a Divine Knight, only the Light God Clan can. Fichette explained to me in detail, "Not counting you, all the people who have received this title are members of the royal family. If the Blessed Knight is to inherit the imperial power. This title must first be revoked by the Protoss. β
"You mean......" I thought for a moment, "the temple is no longer binding on us!"
"That's right. But don't rejoice too soon," said Fischette at the look of excitement on my face, "and likewise you have no right to dictate the day-to-day affairs of the Temple. β
"Why is that?"
"Because the Knights of the Divine Blessing and the Temple do not cover the same rights," Fichette said, "although there is overlap, but not much." β
"Be specific. β
"For example, if the temple decrees the execution of a heretic, or any random person on the Demon Alliance's side, and you happen to think it's not right," Fischette said, "and while you can't veto the temple verdict, you can use your status as a blessed knight to prevent this person from being executed, almost indefinitely." You can also report the matter directly to the Protoss, as the Light Protoss has never ruled against the Bless Knight because of their trust in the Bless Knights. β
"Wouldn't it be too much trouble to go to the Light Protoss for everything?" I scratched my head.
"It's a big thing to stab the Bright Protoss, if it's a small matter, the great sacrifices of the temples of various countries will not give you face, you can communicate directly with the Protoss, they are not qualified. Fischette laughed, "It depends on how well you use your powers." β
"I see!" I nodded, "where is the really great Bless Knight?"
"It should be in the handling of special or sudden events," Fichette said, "if there is a rebellion or a disaster in the neighboring countries of the Sbia Empire, if there is no time to repay the gods, the Blessed Knights have the right to deal with it according to the form." β
"You mean ......"
"One Blessed Knights can crush rebellions across borders," Fischette said, "and three Blessed Knights together can order two warring Divine Alliance nations to immediately cease the war." β
"No, it won't!"
"Remember the June War between the Riva Empire and the Porta Empire when we were children?" said Fischet, "and it came to rest with the intervention of the three Blessed Knights. β
"Of course I remember that war," I nodded, "and in that case, it seems that this title was set up to contain some kind of power." β
"Of course, I suppose this is for the temple," Fichette affirmed, "and after so many years of exhibition, the power of the temple is too great, and there will inevitably be some conflict with the imperial power of the country in which it is located." The establishment of the Divine Blessing Knight between these two can play a role in easing the containment, and because the Divine Blessing Knights are all members of the royal family, the power of the Divine Blessed Knights is accused of ...... The implementation of a resolution can only be interrupted, but the scope of the resolution itself cannot be changed. β
"That's enough," I said with a smile, "at least we're not under the control of the temple now. β
"Yes," Fischette said to me, "and now the high priest of the Holy Capital Temple has to bow before seeing you!"
"yes!" I said, "what if your dad is going to spank me?"
"What else can I do?" Fischette smiled wickedly, "just lie down and be beaten!"
"But I'm a Blessed Knight!"
"You're useless alone, I'll vote for my dad. Fichette said. "If it doesn't work yet. My dad can tell your dad to beat you up himself!
"Well, don't talk about your dad. Can I spank Zuo Xiang's ass?"
"I'm afraid not," Fischette shook his head, "that old fox's handle is not easy to grasp, even if you catch him, because the temple and we are two factions, you have to hand him over to the temple to deal with." β
"Really?" I said, "then we can treat him as if it were a sudden incident......
"Huh. It's up to you how you use your rights. Fichette didn't object, "In the final analysis, this title just gives you a stage to display your talents, and you have to have the strength to do it." β
"yes, strength!" I nodded, "something attracting, what can I do to gather more in a short period of time?"
"It's your own question, don't ask me," Fischette said, "but there's an opportunity." β
"You mean the gods and demons ...... war," I thought about and said. "I can go and take advantage of the chaos, but I don't know where the temple will arrange me!"
"If I'm not mistaken. Fichette said, "The Left Prime Minister will definitely play tricks and transfer you to train and command the slave army." β
"But Grandpa Martin warned us that the commander of the slave army is very dangerous!" I said, looking at Fichette, "you mean that you want me to accept this position and then find a way to ......"
"Yes, your identity has changed, no matter what you do, the result will also change!" Fichette's hand waved in the air, his eyes flashing with brilliance, "Now as long as you don't offend the Light God Clan, it's okay! If Zuo Xiang is not a blatant rebellion, he can't do anything about you, you should invest more energy to beware of his plots." β
"I really need to pay attention to this," I said, "but I need to know what position the left minister holds in this war of gods and demons, so that I can deal with it." β
"When we return to the Holy Capital," Fischette said, "it's almost time for the Protoss and the Temple to issue a mobilization order for war, and there will be the appointment of key officials. β
"Is it an appointment that cannot be refused?" I asked.
"Of course," Fischette said to me, "but your head is slippery enough that I'm sure you'll be able to do it." β
"Then who will command the gods and demons in the war?" I asked, "what if the left minister frames me?"
"There are two of the most prestigious generals in charge of the overall command, and the generals of each country are generally responsible for the battle," Fischette thought for a moment, "and there will also be the Protoss to supervise the battle, and in such a situation, it will not be easy for the Left Prime Minister to frame you...... At most, it is to unite the guys of the same faction as him to give you more opportunities to sacrifice your life for your country. β
"Yes, the Demon Alliance doesn't recognize me as a Blessed Knight. β
Fichette smiled and patted me on the shoulder and pulled me towards the road.
"I've decided," I said, "that we're going to be back in the Holy Capital for a while, so we might as well do something with that time." β
"Really, what's your bad idea?"
"These are the guys," I said, pointing to the slowly moving convoy, "I think they're too lazy and need to move." β
"I want to know something...... "Fichette looked at me, "is there anyone who is following you who is not unlucky?"
When the snow stopped, I ordered to camp on the spot, and all the members of the Guards gathered in front of my tent.
Helt and the others quickly formed a queue and ran over to salute me and Fischette, who gave me a "grace" and looked at me motionlessly.
Helplessly, I only walked to the front of the queue, and the Guards Regiment of nearly three hundred people stood in the snow, a piece of black crows. The orc soldiers were tall and mighty, the human soldiers were bloated, and the elves were floating.
"In these days, you guys are eating, dressing and having fun," I wanted to laugh before I could say anything, looking at these guys, "how do you feel?"
Looking at my expressions, the members of the Guards smiled and replied, "Now, it will be nearly two months before we return to the Holy Capital," and I continued, "How do you want to spend time in these days?"
No one laughed anymore.
"Okay, I don't think about it, but I thought about it for you!" I nodded, "just practice it all the way back for me!"
"Yesβ" Three hundred men replied to me together.
"Or some people think, what is there to practice in this cold and snowy land? We are Spia's soldiers, and we don't even have a snowflake with us. Right?"
"Hehe-"
"You," I said, gesturing to a bloated human soldier. "Get out of the line!"
"Yes!" he creaked out and stood up.
"Suppose now. Your dear Lord Governor. Your commander is me. I saw a pretty chick three hundred miles from here, very pretty! so beautiful that I couldn't live without her!" I cried out, "can you order you to go and get her back for me?"
"It can be done!" the human soldier puffed up, "I won't have a problem dealing with ten soldiers or twenty farmers!"
"Okay, even if you get this chick," I smiled, "but suddenly you only have one warm outfit for the cold." Who do you wear it for?"
The human soldier thought for a moment, "I'll dress her!"
"Yes," I spread my hands, "you'll freeze to death halfway through, and the chick I want is gone." β
He thought again, "I'll dress myself." β
"It's okay," I said, "I want the chick to freeze to death, and I'll cut off your head before you finish your mission." β
He's stupid, "That's ......"
"Then you shit! Wouldn't it be nice to have a cold spell!" I kicked him in the ass. "Go back and stand still!"
I walked slowly from one end of the queue to the other on the crunching snow. I know it's hanging when I tilt my head to look at people. But...... I did it on purpose.
"It is undeniable that you are good soldiers, far better than ordinary soldiers!" I exclaimed, "but where are you now? You are staying in the Guards!
"As you all already know, His Highness Fichette and I are already Blessed Knights!" I began to walk back from the other end of the line, "To be exact, even I don't know what I, the Blessed Knight, will do in the days to come. But one thing I know is that simple things won't be my turn!"
"So, while you can hit ten ordinary soldiers......" I gave the soldier who answered the question a slap, of course, not very hard, "also unqualified!"
"Yes!" he replied with a straight body.
"Do you feel wronged?" I asked him.
"No sir!" he said.
I "snap!" another slap passed, this time harder, "Tell the truth!"
"A little, sir!"
"Grievance...... I also feel wronged! I'm just under seventeen years old before I have to go to battle!" I yelled at the entire queue, "You all listen to me, from today on! In order to save your life, you bastards had better give me more practice, martial arts, magic, and brains!"
"If anyone is not up to the mark on the day he returns to the Holy Capital, I will kick him out of the Guards and let him eat!" I said, "Hylt!"
"Yes, sir!" Helt snapped.
"Divide the Guards into three squads! you and Moyajack are each in charge of one squad," I said to him, "divide them now!"
"Yes, sir!"
While they were dividing, I walked back to Fichette and asked for his opinion.
"Not really," Fischette smiled, "but there are a lot of feelings." β
"Is there a difference?" I paused, "whatever it is, let's hear it!"
"Actually, Amaterasu is the real gangster, right?" Fischette said, "but what do I see...... The rogue tone you speak to your subordinates is not comparable to you in a hundred Amaterasu. β
"You mean this?" I smiled, "small things, the soldiers are rough people, if you want them to like you, you have to show what is similar to them, if I stand up to it is a big truth, then there is a gap with the soldiers." I can't get the soldiers to know me in depth yet, I can only accommodate them in language. β
"Have you ever thought that you can gain the approval of the soldiers by doing so now," said Fichette without worry, "but in the long run...... Maybe it will lead to a loose military discipline. β
"Don't worry, I have a solution!" I said, "but the time is not ripe, and there is still one person missing." β
"Who?" Fichette asked, "Who?"
"One ...... Hehe," I smiled, "this man is two extremes compared to me, and the most important thing is that he has his own ideas and is paranoid!
"Then you give him a position that can bind all the soldiers, and let him come forward to repair those soldiers who are out of line, and when the soldiers come to you for help, you pretend that you are helpless, and if you are in a hurry, you will quarrel with him. The consequence is that the soldiers are miserable, both following the rules and thinking that you are a good commander. Fischer nodded and said, "Is that so?"
"Yes, and let him help me do this unintentionally," I said, "and I can't let him know." β
"It's hard to find someone like that. Fichette shook his head.
"So you have to pay attention now," I said, spreading my hands, "or it will be miserable in the future!"
"You'd better pay attention now," Fischette said, heading toward the queue, "to see how they're doing?"
I walked back to the front of the queue and looked at the three squads that had just been divided.
Helt stood proudly in front of his own squad, his team gathered the most powerful soldiers and magicians, compared to the two squads of Moya and Jack were weaker in combat, and I shook my head when I saw it.
When will this guy Hailt change his character?
I beckoned the three of them over.
"Now, you divide it again," I said, "and I'll assign a commander to each squad after that's done." β
For a while, because he didn't know that the team belonged to him, Helter desperately divided the strength of the three squads into a very balanced balance, and Fichette and I almost laughed out loud.
"Okay! From tomorrow onwards, one squad will be on duty every day, and the other two squadrons will train," I said to the three squads arranged in a whole line, "and the two squadrons will be led by me and His Highness Fichette!
"Yes!"
"Disband!"
All the soldiers smiled and gathered around their commanders, some recommended themselves, some flattered their superiors, and in the midst of the noise, the relationship was still harmonious.
"What kind of soldier do you want to train," Fichette said to me, "and it seems that you are serious this time. β
"Not a soldier, it's a junior officer. I whispered to Fichette, "Now that I'm almost certain to lead the slave soldiers into battle, what kind of troops will that bastard on the left hand over to me? If you want to draw a large number of officers from the dark army, then the darkness will be dangerous! β
"That's fine," Fischette nodded, "one more." β
"All right, brother," I smiled at Fischet, "we'll have to work together to fix these unfortunate ones from tomorrow!"
The next morning, there was a dark crowd standing outside the tent.
All three squads had changed their bloated clothes, the soldiers wore armor, and the magicians changed into tight-fitting robes.
Each squad had its own name, Helt named his team "Running Wolves", Jack called himself "Nighthawk", Moya thought about it all night and couldn't decide what to call it, and finally came up with the name "Firmament" with the help of Fichette.
On this day, the Sky Squad was responsible for the rotation duty, and the two teams of Ben Wolf and Nighthawk participated in the training.
I told the Sky Squad to go out with the convoy first, while the other two squads stayed where they were. (To be continued!)
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