Chapter 361: How Is My Medicine? (1/2)

Chapter 361: How Is My Medicine?

Translator: Subudai11 Editor: Chrissy

”Do you remember our bet in the King's Treasure House?”

Amidst the silence, while fumbling with his mustard seed bag, w.a.n.g Lu asked Aya.

For a moment, Aya was surprised. She, of course, remembered about that bet. When they faced Tannu, the barbarian military G.o.d, w.a.n.g Lu said he could single-handedly delay the opponent's army while their side's worker completed the construction. At that time, Aya doubted that he could do that, thus, they made a bet. If w.a.n.g Lu was able to do that, Aya would have to comply with his one request. It was just that, at that time, w.a.n.g Lu didn't immediately make his request, so the matter was temporarily put down.

At this point, Aya felt embarra.s.sed. The spirit of chivalry required her to keep her promise, but if because of such a reason she had to give up her insistence, it would seem too ridiculous.

Fortunately, w.a.n.g Lu didn't intend to be so rude and direct.

”If the bet is still valid, I hope you can follow me to travel around Brettonia in plain civilian clothing. Consider this as me trying to have unforgettable memories on my trip to Western Continent.”

Aya was startled. She didn't expect that w.a.n.g Lu would actually put forward such a request. Although she was fully aware that there must be scheme behind it, but thinking about all of the things that he had done for her these days, this simple request was really hard for her to refuse.

”Alright, as long as you don't mind this haven't-come-back-for-over-a-hundred-years tour guide who hasn't been keeping up with the changes.” Aya smiled, thinking that there would certainly be a bit disappointment when they finally part in the future.

w.a.n.g Lu replied, ”Rest a.s.sured, even if you haven't been back for one thousand or even ten thousand years, some things will not change… This thing will not take too much of your time, right? How about a month? Is that enough?”

”Of course, as long as you want it, even one year is fine.”

w.a.n.g Lu softly said to himself, ”How could the medicine last for that long.”

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As a matter of fact, Aya was impatient to go back.

When w.a.n.g Lu directly teleported her from Dragon City to King's Treasure House, she was somewhat dissatisfied. At that time, Brettonia had just won two vital battles, which almost entirely uprooted the Holy Light Religion's influence from the land. The next thing to do was to consolidate their gains and stabilize the political power. But as Brettonia's king… well, king's daughter, her role was irreplaceable.

Even if in the past more than one hundred years, the real political power in Brettonia was in the hand of Bedivere and many other n.o.bles, the Knight King's reputation was still as bright as the sun in the sky, never declining. Her appeal could speed up the process of the recovery of Brettonia. However, at this time, w.a.n.g Lu...

His intention was for her to give up the throne and return to Nine Regions with him. However, on this point, she really could not give up. Although Aya has gone through too many ups and downs, she really could not give up her mission as a king.

However, if it was w.a.n.g Lu, if it was for just one month, then so be it. The woman's heart a.s.sured herself.

On the first leg of their trip, they chose a remote mountain area because w.a.n.g Lu said that he had seen enough of the prosperity of the big city.

There was actually nothing worthwhile in the sceneries in the remote areas of Brettonia. For half a day, they walked in the mountainous region until they finally stopped in a village. Even in this remote small village, the change in Brettonia has already been reflected; a vigorous vitality ran through it.

The two stayed in a simple inn in the village and were treated with great hospitality. According to the villagers, the festive-like vibe surrounded the village these days, because a local lord who abused his power by taking advantage of the influence of Holy Light Religion was recently beheaded publicly by the Knights of Dragon City. The cloud that lingered over the heads of many people for many years was immediately swept away.

This matter aroused the interest of Aya. When she asked in detail, she learned that the knight who beheaded the local lord was one of Bedivere's Dragon City Guards, who has also now taken the office left by the local lord. Thus, with w.a.n.g Lu's consent, the two came to the city where that local lord was.

There was another scene in the city. The replacement of the old by the new ruler was particularly evident here. There were many traces of battle. Half of the most luxurious castle was destroyed, and the church next to it was also cut off. Obviously, there was a resistance from the local lord and the church. In addition, the original local lord's influence was completely purged. Many shops and workshops were destroyed or seized.

The most discussed about topic in the city was the rise of Dragon City and the return of the Knight King. Most people were happy about it. They were full of confidence about the future and the city was full of vitality. At the same time, the spirit of chivalry was even more popular. One could see many people who dressed up like knights walking in the streets. Some followed the model of genuine Dragon City Guards. Of course, there was even more uncultured busybody who tried to imitate, and there were also many speculators… But behind this chaos, it showed that the chivalry has never been this flouris.h.i.+ng, which caused Aya to be overjoyed.

”I knew it. Brettonia is the Kingdom of Knights, and chivalry will s.h.i.+ne in every corner!”

w.a.n.g Lu lightly smiled. ”Just like how Holy Light shone in every corner, right?”

Amidst her excitement, Aya didn't notice the irony behind that question. Instead, she seriously nodded. ”It will be even more flouris.h.i.+ng than the Holy Light Religion in the past, it definitely will!”

”Is that so? You have seen the bright side here, so let us then see the dark side.”

With that, w.a.n.g Lu cast an enchanted spell on a patrolling soldier at the street. ”Where did you put the reactionaries… ah, I mean, the church's people?”

That soldier fumblingly said, ”Locked in the underground of the Cathedral, formerly the place of the Inquisitor. The church's people used to try people for heresy, now it is their time to be put on trial.”

”That place couldn't possibly hold too many people, right? What about the others?”

”There are too many of these rebel church people and its va.s.sals, so the underground inquisitor place could not hold them. Therefore, many of them were simply killed. In any case, they have been contaminated by corruption and have original sin.”

”Original sin?” Aya frowned, very dissatisfied with this explanation.