Chapter 1733: Chapter 581: Silk God Yi
Richard was utterly perplexed.
What does “another task” mean? And what does “related to my title” imply? Richard pondered to himself, could it be that this Fifth Prince is also from the Flower Guild?
“The occupancy on the first day of every month,” His Highness clapped his hands, signaling a group of soldiers over to clear the feathered arrow boundary lines from the ground as if they were plucking chicken feathers.
Fat Luo was also busy, taking out a full set of lounge chairs and tables from his Space Ring, arranging for the boss, the boss’s wife, and several strong aides to sit down. Then, he turned and instructed the Hobbit Halfling cook to quickly prepare breakfast.
“Fifth Prince, please have a seat first.” Richard patted the empty seat beside him. For original chapters go to novel(ꜰ)ire.net
This entire set of tables and chairs was made from rare volcanic red obsidian, polished to a mirror-like finish. When illuminated by the rising sun, the flame-like red patterns seemed to leap and dance.
“No need for formalities, Your Majesty Richard. I’ll just stand for now. Since the stage is cleared, why don’t you show us a display first?” The Fifth Prince thought to himself, this guy sure is outrageously extravagant!
“It’s impolite to outshine the host. Why doesn’t Your Highness show us Aegean Travelers a spectacle first?” Richard crossed his legs and engaged in a round of hypocritical politeness: “Once we witness the Tang Zang’s absolute skills, we shall humbly present some of our own maneuvers, and respectfully ask for Your Highness and all esteemed generals for corrections.”
In such displays of civil exchange, as long as the parties’ strengths are not vastly different, it usually ends with mutual admiration and camaraderie. Given that, it was best to let the Tang Zang imperial guards kick off the event, as they had come all this way with high spirits. Richard couldn’t bear to steal the spotlight, lest others think Aegeanians are all arrogant, country bumpkins.
“Haha, Your Majesty is truly too modest. How can I refuse!” The Fifth Prince had actually been waiting for this cue.
Business aside, reputation matters. If he didn’t engage in this skill exchange with these fierce travelers from across the sea, the Fifth Prince of the Tang Zang Empire wouldn’t be satisfied!
The opposing party came to the Silk Continent with such a lavish setup, not merely for sightseeing; His Highness arrived in Heru City with two hundred Imperial Guards, certainly not just for a picnic.
Even if it was clear that these foreign warriors came to the Silk Continent without malicious intent, as a leader of the Tang Zang Empire, the Fifth Prince still needed to respond to their actions, providing a side warning—Silk Continent is not just anyone’s backyard to come and go as they please!
“I’ve long heard of the legendary archers from the Aegean Continent, including the Elven archers. Judging by the large archer battalion in Your Majesty’s guard, I assume among them there are indeed those divine centaur archers.” His Highness, “the first day of every month’s occupancy,” casually swept his gaze over the Punisher Corps occupying the Summer Palace of the Seven Treasures Pagoda, nodding and smiling at Richard: “For the first event, let our Tang Zang archers entertain His Majesty first!”
The five human magic tutors were rinsing their mouths with fragrant tea, and upon hearing this, they collectively spat water everywhere.
Including Richard, all the Aegean Travelers stared blankly at the Fifth Prince.
The Beamon are known for their fleetness and keen eyesight, naturally making them prime archer material. This is a universally accepted fact on the Aegean Continent!
Across the entire Aegean Continent, apart from the Musketeers and Elves, no other race can compare with the Haosi tribe in terms of archery skill!
Of course, with diligent study and practice, other races can produce Divine Archers too, but at most they reach the level of hitting a willow leaf a hundred paces away, which in the Haosi tribe’s archery grading system is merely amateur level.
Human archers trying to compete with Haosi archers in archery is like comparing giants to see who is taller.
“Either this guy has something up his sleeve, or his arrogance knows no bounds.” Master Aymar turned to Richard and spoke in Kekradian, “He wants to prove the superiority of the Silk, and that is fair enough. After all, he’s the host and we are the guests! I originally thought his opening move would intimidate us with some new type of magic from the Silk Continent, but I never expected it to be archery! Tsk, tsk… and to challenge the Haosi archers no less…”
Kekradian is a language rediscovered and organized three hundred years ago by Basler, a Pompei scholar, summarizing ancient Viking thieves’ jargon and coded language.
This language is something the Tang Zang prince could definitely not comprehend, so Master Aymar, coming from the northern country, was not very respectful in his words.
“Silk Humans and Aegean Humans, apart from racial differences, don’t seem to have much else distinguishing them! If the Silk Humans’ archery surpasses the Divine Archer Zekchin of the Haosi tribe, that’ll be a real slap in the face!” Master Pafan chuckled using Viking slang: “To shatter one’s pride, the best method is to outshine them in their area of expertise, and this Tang Zang Prince’s confidence is not small.”
“Yitiao!” Richard saw nothing in this prince that resembled an ignorant daredevil, so he called Yitiao over and asked, “Do you have divine archer races among the humans on the Silk Continent?”
“In ancient times, the people of Youqiong Country excelled in archery.” Yitiao grinned: “But Youqiong Country has long turned to dust, and likely even the bones are hard to find.”