11 Oath
After killing most of the armored-beetle, Ptolemaeus ordered three hundred elite combatants to assist the soldiers to exterminate the surviving bugs. He then led the others to the place where the old man had crashed. When they arrive at the ruined structure, they saw the exhausted old man currently trying to stop the bleeding from his severed arm. It looks like he has no mana left in his body, to cast a healing spell.
The beautiful priestess casted a tier 3 healing spell on Aesma, [Heavy Recovery] restoring his severed arm.
"Old man you're quite lucky, we arrived just in time to save your life, you must remember this benevolence from his highness the heroic prince." the priestess makes sure to remind the old man, since she was aware that the prince wanted this old man to be his subordinate.
"The prince!?" Aesma's face was full of surprise after knowing the identity of his savior. He then turns around to face the prince, who was above him standing on his war chariot. While bowing his head he says, "Your highness I will deeply remember this kindness." He then puts his fist on his chest and straightens his posture as he said earnestly "I pledge, in the future I will definitely return this kindness twice. If I fail this oath, I will be cursed by the heavens and die." seeing this, the prince was amused.
Obviously, this old nomad has no experience speaking a noble. ("He also stinks like a bootlicking dog. Well, most of my subordinates are like that.")
("If this old fool finds out, that I'm the heir of this kingdom, he would definitely kneel to the ground in gratitude.")
*sigh*, ("peasants will always be peasants, but he's a gold ranker, a very good addition to my entourage.")
After considering all this, he casually ask. "What's your name old man"
"This old man is called Aesma your highness." the old man answered humbly, bowing his head.
"Aesma, you're a mighty gold-rank mage, assist me in eliminating those two ignorant. They're clearly oblivious about the power that my kingdom possess." the prince said, while pointing to the demon lord and black robe man.
Aesma resolutely beats his chest. "Yes your highness!"
Seeing this, the elite subordinates of the prince chuckled while shaking their head, they fully know from experience that this old nomad must feel very lucky to get the approval of the prince.
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Ptolemaeus was standing on his golden chariot located behind of the formation, along with the mages and priest. The clerics and crusaders are in the middle, while the warriors and berserkers are in the frontline. Fifty meters in fronts of them are demon lord Hannigan and his summoned bugs, while standing beside him is the black robe man.
"Aesma, watch carefully how we fight. In the future, I might take you as one of my subordinates." Ptolemaeus was casually talking to the old man below him.
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The elite warriors and berserkers are being led by Gilford, an old veteran berserker. "Advance!, eliminate those giant mantis and humanoid insect knight first."
As they advance,.. [Void Cutter]!, an air-slash suddenly cuts towards Gilford. He easily repelled it using [Vertical Strike].
That sudden attack wasn't really meant to wound him, but a form of greetings. A large group of mercenaries appeared, and the one leading them is Barlow, the leader of Blood Lion.
"Who are these people!?" the prince was confused.
*tch*, "It doesn't matter who they are, since they dare to go against me, massacre them all!"
.
.
The [Empress Mantis] and the hundreds of [Insect Knight] also joins the clash together with the rebel army, they ram towards the advancing enemy.
[Ability Boost]
[Slash]
[Smash]
Blood gush everywhere as many dead bodies fall to the ground...
[Evasion]
[Severing Blade]
The kingdom troops have the upper hand, since they have a lot of high level priest supporting the warriors and berserkers from behind...
[Fortress]
[High Vertical Strike]
[Twin Blade Strike]
[Grand Power Strike]
The elite priests of the kingdom are being protected by an impassable crowds of clerics and crusaders, who has extraordinary resistance against magical and physical attacks...
[Cure Moderate Wounds]
[Light Healing]
[Lesser Dexterity]
[Light Healing]
[Lion's heart]
[Holy Ray]
The priests and the clerics keeps buffing their warriors on the frontline...
[Cure Moderate Wounds]
[Light Healing]
[Lesser Strength]
[Cure Moderate Wounds]
[Light Healing]
Above his dust kaiju, Hannigan was feeling worried. "This is bad, half of my insect knights have died, and there are only twenty empress mantis remaining." he was considering on using the [Summoning Item] he had receive.
He only has a quarter of mana pool left, but he cannot rest while his old comrades fight for their lives. He was trying to find a way to fight the prince, but that coward was turtling behind his army.
Then, black robe man suddenly spoke. "Leave those priests on the backline to me."
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"Hahaha, kill!, kill!, massacre them all!, is this all the demon lords are capable of?" seeing his army pushing forward, the prince was very excited. His new heroic victory will be recorded again in the kingdom's history books.
"My lord congratulations."
"Well done my lord!"
"You've made another immense contribution to our kingdom your highness!"
"The demon lord's corpse will be a perfect trophy, as we display it while our armies marches victoriously through the kingdom's streets!" The nearby priests and mages started to give praises and applauses, making the prince very happy.
While everyone was acting all enthusiastic, someone grabbed the prince from behind, putting him in a head lock. Ptolemaeus cannot escape, since that person also wraps both of his legs around his body.
"Old man, what are you doing!!!" The prince was startled, then broke into rage.
"What are you saying your highness? This is how we nomads show our congratulations."
"Motherfucker get off me!!" the prince started thrashing around, while his shocked followers started to help him. The old man then whispers to the prince ear,
"Tier 6 Skill [Molecular Collapse]."
*boom!!*
*swoosh*
*crackle*, *crackle*
___________________
Far from the center of explosion, the surviving warriors and mercenaries watches as debris of rocks and gores fall from the sky. The explosion have created a fiery cloud of dust, a sizzling lightning can be seen in it due to the power of blast. Everyone was bewildered of what had just happen.
("[Heavy Recovery] spell was a tier 3, gifting you this [Molecular Collapse] fulfills my oath.")
*beep*, the message notification sounded, then delivered various reports.
"Hmm, It seems that viscount successfully fulfilled his task." murmured the black robe man after hearing the reports.
The beautiful priestess casted a tier 3 healing spell on Aesma, [Heavy Recovery] restoring his severed arm.
"Old man you're quite lucky, we arrived just in time to save your life, you must remember this benevolence from his highness the heroic prince." the priestess makes sure to remind the old man, since she was aware that the prince wanted this old man to be his subordinate.
"The prince!?" Aesma's face was full of surprise after knowing the identity of his savior. He then turns around to face the prince, who was above him standing on his war chariot. While bowing his head he says, "Your highness I will deeply remember this kindness." He then puts his fist on his chest and straightens his posture as he said earnestly "I pledge, in the future I will definitely return this kindness twice. If I fail this oath, I will be cursed by the heavens and die." seeing this, the prince was amused.
Obviously, this old nomad has no experience speaking a noble. ("He also stinks like a bootlicking dog. Well, most of my subordinates are like that.")
("If this old fool finds out, that I'm the heir of this kingdom, he would definitely kneel to the ground in gratitude.")
*sigh*, ("peasants will always be peasants, but he's a gold ranker, a very good addition to my entourage.")
After considering all this, he casually ask. "What's your name old man"
"This old man is called Aesma your highness." the old man answered humbly, bowing his head.
"Aesma, you're a mighty gold-rank mage, assist me in eliminating those two ignorant. They're clearly oblivious about the power that my kingdom possess." the prince said, while pointing to the demon lord and black robe man.
Aesma resolutely beats his chest. "Yes your highness!"
Seeing this, the elite subordinates of the prince chuckled while shaking their head, they fully know from experience that this old nomad must feel very lucky to get the approval of the prince.
_______________
Ptolemaeus was standing on his golden chariot located behind of the formation, along with the mages and priest. The clerics and crusaders are in the middle, while the warriors and berserkers are in the frontline. Fifty meters in fronts of them are demon lord Hannigan and his summoned bugs, while standing beside him is the black robe man.
"Aesma, watch carefully how we fight. In the future, I might take you as one of my subordinates." Ptolemaeus was casually talking to the old man below him.
_______________
The elite warriors and berserkers are being led by Gilford, an old veteran berserker. "Advance!, eliminate those giant mantis and humanoid insect knight first."
As they advance,.. [Void Cutter]!, an air-slash suddenly cuts towards Gilford. He easily repelled it using [Vertical Strike].
That sudden attack wasn't really meant to wound him, but a form of greetings. A large group of mercenaries appeared, and the one leading them is Barlow, the leader of Blood Lion.
"Who are these people!?" the prince was confused.
*tch*, "It doesn't matter who they are, since they dare to go against me, massacre them all!"
.
.
The [Empress Mantis] and the hundreds of [Insect Knight] also joins the clash together with the rebel army, they ram towards the advancing enemy.
[Ability Boost]
[Slash]
[Smash]
Blood gush everywhere as many dead bodies fall to the ground...
[Evasion]
[Severing Blade]
The kingdom troops have the upper hand, since they have a lot of high level priest supporting the warriors and berserkers from behind...
[Fortress]
[High Vertical Strike]
[Twin Blade Strike]
[Grand Power Strike]
The elite priests of the kingdom are being protected by an impassable crowds of clerics and crusaders, who has extraordinary resistance against magical and physical attacks...
[Cure Moderate Wounds]
[Light Healing]
[Lesser Dexterity]
[Light Healing]
[Lion's heart]
[Holy Ray]
The priests and the clerics keeps buffing their warriors on the frontline...
[Cure Moderate Wounds]
[Light Healing]
[Lesser Strength]
[Cure Moderate Wounds]
[Light Healing]
Above his dust kaiju, Hannigan was feeling worried. "This is bad, half of my insect knights have died, and there are only twenty empress mantis remaining." he was considering on using the [Summoning Item] he had receive.
He only has a quarter of mana pool left, but he cannot rest while his old comrades fight for their lives. He was trying to find a way to fight the prince, but that coward was turtling behind his army.
Then, black robe man suddenly spoke. "Leave those priests on the backline to me."
__________________
"Hahaha, kill!, kill!, massacre them all!, is this all the demon lords are capable of?" seeing his army pushing forward, the prince was very excited. His new heroic victory will be recorded again in the kingdom's history books.
"My lord congratulations."
"Well done my lord!"
"You've made another immense contribution to our kingdom your highness!"
"The demon lord's corpse will be a perfect trophy, as we display it while our armies marches victoriously through the kingdom's streets!" The nearby priests and mages started to give praises and applauses, making the prince very happy.
While everyone was acting all enthusiastic, someone grabbed the prince from behind, putting him in a head lock. Ptolemaeus cannot escape, since that person also wraps both of his legs around his body.
"Old man, what are you doing!!!" The prince was startled, then broke into rage.
"What are you saying your highness? This is how we nomads show our congratulations."
"Motherfucker get off me!!" the prince started thrashing around, while his shocked followers started to help him. The old man then whispers to the prince ear,
"Tier 6 Skill [Molecular Collapse]."
*boom!!*
*swoosh*
*crackle*, *crackle*
___________________
Far from the center of explosion, the surviving warriors and mercenaries watches as debris of rocks and gores fall from the sky. The explosion have created a fiery cloud of dust, a sizzling lightning can be seen in it due to the power of blast. Everyone was bewildered of what had just happen.
("[Heavy Recovery] spell was a tier 3, gifting you this [Molecular Collapse] fulfills my oath.")
*beep*, the message notification sounded, then delivered various reports.
"Hmm, It seems that viscount successfully fulfilled his task." murmured the black robe man after hearing the reports.
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