Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2839 1556: A New Miracle Building
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Before the majestic ancient structure emanating timeless majesty and splendor, the veteran knights of the Human Clan locked their eyes on the venerable insignia clutched by Leo Ray. Wrinkled faces of the aged warriors overflowed with shock and reverence.
Who could have imagined this youthful Emperor wielding the Silver Fire Badge, the ultimate emblem of authority from the ancient Human Tribe?
From the fragments of memory they retained, the badge transfers solely to a successor fully endorsed by its prior holder; otherwise, it crumbles instantly upon departure from its owner!
Hence, the significance of this paramount Human Clan symbol knows no equal! Put differently, this young Emperor has truly gained recognition and succession from the Silver Fire Kingdom!
This supreme mark of identity can command their former Royal Capital, to say nothing of knights like us who defend the Kingdom?
Beyond the astonishment surging in their hearts, be it the sturdy lead knight or the surrounding veteran knights, not a shred of skepticism marred their expressions. They dropped to their knees in unison, heads bowed low before Leo Ray.
"We pay our respects to Your Imperial Majesty!"
As their voices thundered together, the fragile forms of the old knights quivered wildly with elation. Many among them had tears streaming from aged eyes, while others wept in hushed tones.
Through three thousand years of unyielding loyalty at this outpost, they had drifted like a solitary vessel across boundless oceans, forever seeking a safe harbor.
Now, this young Emperor not only claims the ancient legacy but forges a bright new era for the Human Clan, charging toward fresh summits. How could this fail to ignite their souls?
"Please rise, all of you. You represent the enduring will and valor of the Human Clan, while I am merely a modest inheritor."
Smiling warmly, Leo Ray lifted the sturdy old knight upright and nodded, adding, "Encountering you all is truly the highest privilege for every one of us here."
Following Leo Ray's words, the powerful allies beside him, Stone Giants included, nodded solemnly, their features etched with deep feeling.
From the Blank Era onward, these surviving human warriors clung to duty from prime to senescence, spanning three millennia of toil. Only they comprehend the depth of their trials and tenacity.
Particularly for Lila and the Stone Giants, amid heavy sighs, they directed gazes brimming with admiration at Leo Ray.
Who foresaw the Human Emperor securing the ancient Human Tribe's inheritance, seizing the pinnacle authority of antiquity!
The Stone Giants knew full well the ancient Human Tribe once rivaled the mightiest races at their zenith, equaling today's supreme forces like Elves, Dwarves, and Winged Ones!
The implications of that legacy speak volumes.
Above all, the Human Emperor's direct involvement lifted the veil from this enigmatic city—a thorn in their side—neutralizing its menace to the Stone Giants!
Such reflections deepened the awe evident on Lila's pale visage.
Without His Majesty's arrival, clash between Stone Giants and these guardians loomed inevitable.
Victory then, even unleashing every hidden ace against these veterans, would ravage the Stone Giants, crippling them against Half-Titans and potentially demoting them to Outer Region's third-tier powers.
"Your Majesty praises us too kindly. After three thousand years, our isolated fortress finds companionship at last. In utter seclusion without aid, we concealed our armor's emblems, ensuring defeat would not tarnish the Gray Thorn nor sully the ancient Human Tribe."
Tears scorched the weathered edges of the sturdy old knight's eyes. He rendered a precise knight's salute to Leo Ray once more, declaring solemnly: "Your Majesty, Luns, interim commander of the Dawn Fortress's First Knight Order from the Gray Thorn Kingdom, presents a thousand knights to your service!"
Upon his words, Luns the sturdy old knight and every surrounding veteran mirrored the gesture, faces alight with fervor.
"Commander Luns and everyone, please stand."
Leo Ray raised the knight before him again, resolve shining on his countenance: "Upon our return, the finest Wandering Poets of the Human Clan shall chronicle your tales. Soon, all Humans and allies will echo praises in song for you."
His tone gentling, Leo Ray smiled: "Above all, banish thoughts of endless wandering. The Human Clan has risen anew; your home awaits anytime. I'll handle all arrangements, freeing you from this shadowed vigil."
"Your Majesty's benevolence shall never fade from memory!"
Gratitude overwhelmed Luns's lined face as he bowed deeply: "Three thousand years, and our vigil bears fruit at last."
A shadow of sorrow crossed Luns's aged features as he sighed: "Regrettably, we've fused with this Dawn Fortress, fearing return is beyond us."
"Oh?"
Leo Ray and his mighty allies grew grave at these words, eyeing the old knights with worry.
"Your Majesty long wondered why we, long overdue for demise, persist in our watch. Allow me to reveal the ultimate truth."