162: Chapter 6: Tough Guys Need Strong Medicine_2 162: Chapter 6: Tough Guys Need Strong Medicine_2 “No worries!” Liu Zhenhan, holding his nose, swiftly hopped up like a carp jumping out of water.
“Attack when least expected, that’s the key!
Your noses sure pack a punch, though!
They’re practically a third fist!”
Helen checked out his injuries with concern.
Fortunately, Liu Zhenhan’s face was hard enough.
Aside from a ring of nose imprints on his face, turning slightly red, there were no other injuries.
“Master Priest, you truly are a powerful warrior!” Korina expressed her admiration.
The Mammoth Clan only used their noses during wrestling matches between their own, and never had an outsider pushed them to this extent.
“I’m currently the only Dragon Priest in the Bimon Kingdom!” Liu Zhenhan responded with an air of nonchalance.
This statement had already shocked many, and today was no exception.
The Mammoth Orcs in the mountain cave were all dumbfounded.
Dragon Priest…” Old Boji’s face became more reverential, and at the same time, felt even more honored.
It was a great honor to have a Dragon Priest visit their clan.
We are friends.” The gentleness of the Dragon Priest comforted the Mammoth Orcs.
“To honor your bravery in defeating a Dragon Priest…” The Dragon Priest touched the head of little Vincent by his side, smiling at the little guy’s father, “As Baron of the Bimon Kingdom, Overlord of Feilengcui, and a Dragon Priest, I officially confer upon the brave Korina the honorable title of ‘Feilengcui Spur Knight’.”
The people gasped again.
The Mammoth Clan inhabited a remote region and it has been a long time since they last had a noble in their midst; their ancestors left behind a few armors and weapons that are now rusted beyond recognition.
Suddenly bestowed with a noble title, it left these simple and naive Mammoth Orcs reeling from the shock.
“Would you accept this honorable title?” Liu Zhenhan asked, smiling at Korina.
“We do not wish to leave the land we’ve lived on for many years, sir…” Korina hesitated, juxtaposing the noble title with their humble home.
The honest Mammoth folk would prefer the latter.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward, and Liu Zhenhan’s plan fell flat.
Richard can renounce his Overlord title, and confer you as an Honorary Knight in the name of the Dragon Priest.
That way, aside from wars to defend the temple, you have the right to refuse other calls to arms, and continue with your own life.
Your refusal can extend not only to the Overlord who conferred you the title, but also to the King,” Helen explained understandingly.
“Then I…” Korina looked at his father, then at his wife and children, then at his clansfolk.
The generous offer was almost unbelievable.
Everyone nodded in agreement like bobbing chickens.
“You silly elephant, just accept it quickly!” Old Boji nudged his son, who seemed to have drifted away in his thoughts.
“I accept.” Korina swallowed and nodded vigorously at Liu Zhenhan.
“Kneel on one knee.” Liu Zhenhan removed his musical instrument and drew his gleaming dagger from the hilt.
Korina respectfully knelt on one knee before Liu Zhenhan.
“The glory of Kampas shall accompany you throughout your life.
From this moment on, behind your sword there will be perseverance and dreams, and within your steely physique, immense passion.
As a Feilengcui Spur Knight, you’ll respect all kind individuals.
Modesty, honor, sacrifice, bravery, mercy, spirit, honesty, fairness shall guide your life.” Liu Zhenhan wore a bright smile as he knocked Korina’s robust back with his dagger. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel★fire.net
Liu Zhenhan hit quite hard.
I regret conferring the knight’s title upon him without being able to conscript them.
Liu Zhenhan almost ground his teeth to bits in frustration.
Mammoth Korina struggled a bit to repeat this tongue-twister of an oath.
“Your badge, cloak, Code, and spur will be sent to you once I return to my territory.” Liu Zhenhan helped the newly-minted knight to his feet.
“I’ll keep your teachings in mind, sir!” Korina said with some excitement.
“Fetch the finest Ice Clams!
Hurry…” Old Boji eagerly instructed the Mammoth women behind him.
A few Mammoth women stood up, wiped their hands on the animal skins they wore, and left the mountain cave.
Before long, they were back, bearing a large stone bowl filled with transparent clams.
“This is our most precious ‘Ice Clam’ from Mount Tamerlarya.
Each one grows in an Ice Spring.
The pearls they produce are the only treasure our Mammoth Clan can offer.
Although they might not be very precious, please accept them as a token of our respect.” Old Boji earnestly said.
The Mammoth women cut open the Ice Clams and extracted pearls the size of almonds from the tender yellow flesh.
They respectfully handed them over to Liu Zhenhan.
These pearls are quite large!
Liu Zhenhan accepted the minuscule pearls with a forced smile, their bone-chilling cold almost made him want to throw them away.
“These pearls are formed from thousands of years of Ice Crystal condensation.
They can keep food frozen and fresh for an extended period.
You can bring them back and store food during the hot summer days.
Seeing that the Dragon Priest does not seem displeased, Old Boji’s face lit up with the easing of worry.”